The Human Emperor

“What is this?”

“What do the wounded want to do? ”

Everyone was greatly surprised. The battle was very small and a little disturbing. You're not trying to stop them from leaving, are you?

Only Wang laughed without saying a word.

“There it is! ”

Wang Zhong was faint and seemed to have foreseen this scene.

“Patriarch, be polite. ”

Wang Zheng moved in his heart, did not wait for the village chief to come, led the people, turned his head and took the initiative to welcome up.

“Master Hou, I'm sorry for the delay in old age. Last night, Master Hou did nothing to save his life. Great grace and virtue, Jingwen and the villagers kept in mind, no teeth to forget. ”

The old man with white hair had a stern expression.

“Patriarch, be polite, it's just a show of hands. ”

Wang swung his hand and didn't care. Those pills were meant for them.

“Big Brother, thank you for saving my grandfather.

Side by side, a glutinous voice came, and the little girl Fang Xiaoxiao raised her head, sincerely.

Seeing this girl's face sincerely, thinking of this, 25 years later, she looked barbaric, random, unreasonable, Wang's heart almost lost its laughter.

“You don't have to be polite, it's just a small matter. ”

Wang stroked her head.

With the intervention of the little girl, the atmosphere between the two sides slowed down considerably.

“Master Hou, thank you very much, yesterday was our disrespect, in any case, please stay in our wounded village for a few more days, for a period of time, so that we can do our best to express our gratitude to the landlord. ”

white-haired old man.

A lot of things wait long after they happen to be noticed. Last night, despite Wang Chong's help, there were eight villagers in Wuzhou Village who had seized early and did not wait for Wang Chong's “antidote” to die on the moon eclipse night.

Their pre-mortem symptoms are identical to those of others.

And just think of the four or five thousand people who had an attack on the moon eclipse night last night, people would be scared. If it weren't for Wang Chong, it would have been unthinkable last night.

It is no excuse to say that Wang Chong is a great benefactor of Wuhui Village. This grace is far from sufficient, no matter how rewarding it may be.

Think about the callousness, harshness, and proximity of the people to Wang Chong and Li Jiye during the day. Even the village chief of Wuhui Village cannot be ashamed.

“Oh, the matriarch's heart is in our grasp, we don't need Panyun, we have some things to do, let's go for a while. ”

Unexpectedly, Wang swung his hand and refused.

The answer was obviously unexpected by the village chief and elders, who were overwhelmed and speechless.

“This, Master Hou, is not hidden. Ageing is actually something to ask for. The Dan pills we had last night were very important to us. I wonder if there are any more Dan pills there? Besides, Master Hou mentioned rock salt yesterday, don't know what it means? ”

The mayor of Wuhui Village was embarrassed, but he said it.

“To tell you the truth, I only had a hundred of those pills in total, and I used them all last night. As for rock salt..."

Wang Chung laughed and looked across the street at the elders of the village who were wounded. Don't look deeply into his eyes:

“Wuzhu Village is separated from the outside world. There is neither trade nor exchange. Although other things can be cultivated on their own, food can also be replaced by a grain vine, however, three meals a day cannot be replaced without salt. I don't know. How did Wuzhu Village solve this? ”

“This…”

The village chief was hesitant and speechless.

This young teenager of the Great Tang Empire is much more insightful than he imagined. These mountainous mountainous areas are full of rocks and are not suitable for growing food at all.

So the wounded villagers are eating things like Gedo and Huang Jing, which also makes them naturally strong, stronger than ordinary people.

But the only thing they can't solve in the ordinary way is what Wang Chong calls salt.

So the salt eaten by the wounded villagers is different from the salt eaten by ordinary people, not sea salt, but rock salt, simply salt on land cliffs.

The rock salt there was also found by the ancestors of the wounded. generation after generation, eating salt there.

“Oh, the sheikhs are reluctant to say that they are afraid that the court will know that the harvest is public and control it? ”

Wang flushed a smile and glanced through the worries of the village chief.

Salt and iron have been under the control of the court for generations. Iron refers not to ordinary “iron”, but to mint coins, and no dynasty will let folk cast money randomly.

Because that would lead to currency chaos.

As for salt, as Wang said to himself, it's three meals a day that no one can leave. At the outset, the court merely prevented people from exploiting it, causing the price of salt to rise so high that the people could not afford salt that civil riots could take place.

This has happened before.

Of course, it was later discovered that salt trafficking contained abusive profits, and that was later.

Wang Chong does not know when the people of Wuhu Village entered this valley, but even if it was more than a thousand years ago in the eastern Han, salt and iron were all nationalized and under the control of the imperial court.

People in the village should understand this even if they have little communication with the outside world. Obviously, they are also afraid that the rock salt mine in their possession will be discovered and controlled by the court.

“Oh, bliss, bliss, bliss, I wonder if the chief ever heard that? Generation after generation, since the age of three years, Wuzhucun has been suffering from dark diseases and pain. And the older I get, the more frequent the seizures, the more severe the pain, I wonder if the elders ever thought, why is this all? ”

The breeze slowly came, Wang Chung's robe gently fluttered in the chaoyang, looking at the village chief and elders opposite him, Wang Chung seemed to smile and not smile, if there was a deep sense.

The secret of Wuzhou Village is unknown to others, but as commander of Wuzhou Iron Mounted, Wang Chong knew clearly. Wounded human life is accompanied by severe pain, blue skin, general convulsions, pain and suffering.

And every time cloudy air triumphs the most, especially on lunar eclipse nights, severe seizures occur. This has not changed at all, even after Wang Chong recruited them.

Later, Wang Chong recruited all the world's most outstanding pharmacists and martial arts strong people, including all the famous doctors of the foreign states such as Usu Tibet, Monsieur Dai, Turkic, Gao Zhenli, it took eight years to repeatedly debug, and finally developed a Dan medicine to solve this pain accompanying the wounded people for life.

- That's the Dan pill Wang gave them to swallow!

This is also the real reason Wang Chong came to Wounded Village this time, confident and able to overcome them.

However, the only problem is that this medicine is difficult to refine. In a hurry, Wang Chong also refined about 100 pieces, all of which have been used in this lunar eclipse night crisis.

The head of the Injured Village jumped in his heart and came up with that strange feeling again. The teenager in front of him is at most sixteen or seventeen years old, that is, his grandchildren.

But somehow, he couldn't see through the teenager. For the first time, in a young man, the village chief felt an unpredictable smell.

And the most incomprehensible thing to him is, how the hell did he know about rock salt?

This teenager is covered in clouds over and over again, making no one see through.

“What does Grandpa mean…? ”

The village chief frowned and thought about his face.

“Oh, chief, some salt can eat, some salt can't eat, not all salt in the world can be eaten at will. At least, it can't be like Wounded Village. ”

Wang Chung said indifferently.

Rock salt is actually toxic, it contains a lot of ingredients, most of which have some toxic substances, and must be specially treated and filtered.

It's not just rock salt, it's sea salt, it's all specially treated. And if you eat industrial salt, it can even lead directly to death.

—— All this is common sense for Wang Shou, who has another world memory. But for the people in the village, they obviously do not know.

Wounded people eat that toxic rock salt from a young age, and that toxic substance accumulates and constantly enters their bodies, so by the age of three, this toxicity begins to appear.

Most obviously, a three-year-old child starts having general convulsions and feels painful. Later, the toxicity continued to increase, deep into the flesh, hair, skin, bones to the bone marrow, so Wuzhu Village, although as good as the clouds, did not have many people who lived through the age of 50.

And even fewer people live to be seventy or eighty years old. The entire village of Wounded Village, with a population of 56,000, is only twenty or thirty elderly people.

And if we unfortunately encounter the night of the eclipse, as we did last night, the wounded will die and be severely injured.

- This is the heel of Achilles the Wounded, and the price behind the powerful power of the Wounded!

“Does Grandpa mean that all this is caused by our consumption of rock salt? ”

Village Village Village Chief Road.

“Oh, stop eating the rock salt in the village, that's what I give to the chiefs and elders, for the wounded villages, and for the villagers. Believe it or not, it's about the elders and the elders. ”

Wang Chongdao.

His face was calm and the clouds were slight. Something is too obvious to be true, and if it is too obvious, it will be disgusting to the other party.

So, although Wang Zheng really wanted to help the villagers and the villagers, that was the only way to do it, and then he could only paint snakes.

“Buzz!”

Wang shouted and wounded the village chiefs and elders all faced each other. There have been many stories before about why villagers get that disease, including curses, genetics, environmental factors, etc.

But no one thought that Wang Chong would say that it was all related to the least visible and most common rock salt they consumed on a daily basis.

It's like saying that a person bleeds because he breathes more air.

But on the other hand, Wang Chung has no reason to deceive them. This is pointless, and in his capacity as the king of the other party, it is too disorganized to do so.