Chapter 2: Pill Cauldron Inheritance
Wang Yan merely tried. As for whether it could understand what he meant, his hopes were not very high.
He didn't expect that the fat rabbit immediately calmed down after hearing him, and the paws holding Wang Yan's calf also loosened.
Looking at him eagerly, it nodded very humanely.
Although Wang Yan was a bit shocked that the rabbit could understand human words, he was not that surprised. Some modern pets were trained to understand their owner's instructions, not to mention his current world of spirits and gods.
The wisdom of all creatures was far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"Okay! In that case, what do you need my help with?" Seeing its anxious expression, Wang Yan didn't bluff around.
Since it stopped to ask for help, this was also considered a kind of fate. If he could help, he would help. Sometimes, one’s act of goodness to others could also be very beneficial for oneself.
The rabbit seemed to know that its purpose of asking for help had been achieved, so it bounced three times on the spot and ran deep into the forest.
Wang Yan did not neglect and followed closely. There were no roads in the deep mountains. There were bushes and thorns, and hidden pits were hidden among the weeds. A little carelessness might hurt one’s muscles and bones. But Wang Yan followed the rabbit and went unimpeded all the way.
It didn't take long for one person and one rabbit to come to an open place, where weeds were overgrown and some even covered Wang Yan's calf.
The mountain breeze was blowing in his face, and a slightly thick smell of blood went with the wind.
The fat rabbit stopped in front of a stone, screamed a few times, and waved its front paws to point to a depression. Wang Yan looked at it, and he was startled to what he saw.
A man, ragged and covered in blood, laid on the ground. Wang Yan understood in an instant why the fat rabbit was so anxious and pleading.
He ran forward quickly. At first glance, Wang Yan couldn’t help but feel a tremor. He saw that the man’s right arm was broken, and there were several holes in his chest. His heart was particularly injured and he was bleeding badly.
His face was also full of blood. It was difficult to distinguish his face, and he did not know how to live or die.
This kind of scene, which he had only seen in movies and television dramas in his previous life had now become a reality. Even if he was a macho, he couldn’t just be indifferent about it. What's more, this person was severely injured. He didn't know where he came from, and he wasn't sure if he was a bandit.
But no matter what, he had to save him. Fortunately, his mental quality is not bad, so he calmed down and started to rescue him.
"Hey... bro, how are you doing?" Wang Yan squatted down and checked his pulse, which was extremely weak.
"Still alive!" He quickly took off his outer shirt, kneaded it into a ball, and pressed hard on the wounds on his chest to stop the bleeding.
It was a miracle that such a serious injury could survive. Although there were no ambulances and advanced medical equipment in this era, he might be able to save his life with his master.
The fat rabbit was also squatting next to him, crying in pity.
"Ahem… You… Who are you?" Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and woke up. He clasped Wang Yan's right wrist with his left hand and sat up.
After being pinched like this, Wang Yan only felt his bones were about to break.
"Ah... let go, what are you doing?" Half of his body was almost out of balance and weak, which could almost be called heartache.
"I'm saving you! Let go, I'm going to break..." The more Wang Yan struggled, the more pain he felt.
The man stared at Wang Yan and looked at him. He seemed to feel that the man was not malicious. In the end, his anger was relieved, he couldn't help but spout a mouthful of blood, and he stiffly fell again.
Once freed, Wang Yan quickly rubbed his wris and saw five fingerprint bruises embedded on his flesh.
"You don't have to do things in vain, kid. What's your name?" Although the man fell down again, his consciousness was still sober.
"My name is Wang Yan, and I am a Taoist in the mountains. You'd better stop talking, save your energy, and I will carry you up the mountain." Although Wang Yan was unhappy, he didn't bother to care about it at the moment.
Several seniors who were cutting wood with him were scattered in this mountain forest. First carry him and leave, and then call the seniors to help him along the way. The situation should be much better. At least, they could go up the mountain as quickly as possible.
He lifted him up and leaned his back on a flat stone beside him, while continuing to stop his bleeding, but the man seemed uncomfortable, pushed his hand away, and threw his balled Taoist suit aside.
"My injury can’t be saved by the gods. The reason why I can survive to this day is nothing more than hanging by one breath! I am already dead. Why bother to do so?" His eyes were cold and his tone was serious.
"God destined me to be buried in this mountain, that's all! But meeting you is also a kind of fate, boy. You have to listen to what I will say next."
Wang Yan had a bad feeling when he heard what he said.
"My surname is Li, my name is Changye, the 26th generation descendant of Danding Sect, alchemy medicine, beneficiary of the royal family. A few days ago, the great master of the sect lost, and all the disciples suffered. I was seriously injured and ran away, and now it is almost exhausted. My lights are dead." As he said that, he reached out and took out a slap-sized box. Because it was soaked in blood, he could no longer see the material.
“The prosperity in the box is the inheritance of our Danding sect. If you have the heart, you can take my inheritance, accept my fate, and become the 27th generation heir of our Danding sect. If you have no intentions, if you find a suitable candidate in the future, you can give this thing as a gift, so that my Danding line will not be cut off."
Seeing this, Wang Yan felt a little loss.
What is this, is it a last word?
Suddenly, Wang Yan didn't not accept it, nor did he accept it. Originally, he saved him out of good intentions, but he did not expect to have such a big responsibility now. He didn't even understand his own way of cultivation, and he didn't even get started. How could he inherit the fate of others?
Taoism also emphasized causality, the so-called "Heaven will bear the burden, and the cause and effect corresponds."
The decision made today might have a great impact on the future. If I take over his inheritance, I am afraid that I will tie it together in my life, and I will also carry forward the sect.
He thought he didn't have that great ideal, and he didn't have that ability. Although this was the world of gods and spirits, he only wanted to cultivate some magical powers and have a free life that is disease-free and disaster-free.
Of course, if he could grow into an immortal, that would naturally be excellent.
Seeing that he was embarrassed, Li Changye couldn't afford to wait. His internal organs were all shattered, and his ability to survive to the present was the limit. "Little brother, there is half a black vine in the box. It is a high-grade spirit treasure, which can cure all diseases and relieve strange poisons. Today, I will give it to my brother as a gift. I hope you can do me this favor, otherwise I will die."
On the brink of desperation, there is no way, he could only give benefits. Compared to letting the inheritance be cut off, this mere artifact was insignificant.
During this speech, blood was flowing from his wound, and after a violent cough, a large amount of blood overflowed from his mouth, which was obviously no more chance of recovery.
The fat rabbit rubbed its master's face with its long ears, wailing.
"Chang Er has been with me for several years. He is quite spiritual and can recognize herbs. After I die, I hope you can treat it well!" He then looked at the fat rabbit and sighed slightly.
"Okay! I promise you." Wang Yan thought for a while, and finally took the box, not because of the half black vine, but because he couldn't bear to pass on the inheritance.
"Senior, rest assured, I will find someone to succeed you." As soon as this remark came out, it meant that it couldn't be more obvious. He couldn't bear such a big pot, so he’d find a chance to find another talent!
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