Quickly wear the clothes and become the father of Bai Yueguang who died early

Chapter 141 Orc Bai Yueguang will never die early 03

A friend comes from afar, and the meat is chewy.

Orcs are beasts.

Jiang Cheng licked the corner of his mouth.

No, just hurry up and eat. Such opportunities don’t come often.

He is human, not orc.

The only difference between all orcs and a plate of meat in his eyes is that orcs have no plates.

A gleam flashed in his eyes: "Orcs, when they die, they will turn into beasts, right? Can they be eaten?"

Jiang Xingtong was horrified: "Dad! How can we eat orcs!"

His eyes swept across Mo Lin's body, causing Mo Lin to shrink back subconsciously.

His daughter refused to let him, so Jiang Cheng looked away with regret: "You are kidding, he is poisoned, what if I eat him and he is also poisoned?"

However, Mo Lin felt that Jiang Cheng didn't seem to be joking.

But he didn't make any other moves.

But his eyes made Mo Lin feel uncomfortable.

I always feel like I'm about to be eaten.

Jiang Cheng squatted down and looked at Mo Lin: "There are a lot of salt mines in the Jianyan tribe, right? If I save you, how about giving me 20%?"

Mo Lin's face turned cold: "Are you taking advantage of someone else's misfortune?"

Jiang Cheng: "We just take what we need. How can you take advantage of others' misfortune? You can bargain."

"Since you once saved Xingtong, I'm already giving you face."

The orc of Jianyan had been tortured to the point of being worse than death. After hearing their conversation, he crawled to Mo Lin's feet.

"Chief, let's agree to this. If we delay any further, all the people in the tribe will die."

Mo Lin's expression changed again and again, but in the end he couldn't resist the pleading of his people and agreed to Jiang Cheng's request.

Jiang Cheng was delighted: "Happy cooperation!"

He stretched out his hand, and Mo Lin looked from his hand to his face: "How to save him?"

Jiang Cheng took his hand back: "I know some grass. I just saw it on the way here. It can cure your diarrhea."

Mo Lin lowered his head as if thinking about something.

Jiang Cheng was thinking about the Liangcheng Salt Mine: "Wait here, I'll be back soon."

"and many more!"

Mo Lin was very weak and his face was pale, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up.

Jiang Cheng turned around and looked at him in surprise. It seemed that he was poisoned no less than the other orcs, but he still had strength. What a real man!

"I'll go with you, don't play tricks."

Oh, so you don’t trust him.

Jiang Cheng didn't mind and took Jiang Xingtong back to the place they came from.

Mo Lin followed behind, staggering with every step. Jiang Xingtong looked back at him from time to time, his eyes full of worry.

Jiang Cheng didn't seem to want to wait, so Jiang Xingtong had to follow him.

When he arrived at the location, Jiang Cheng pushed aside the layers of weeds and saw a cluster of strange plants in front of him.

I saw their meridians crawling on the ground, like meridians, and the leaves grew opposite each other, covered with a layer of frosty fluff.

Jiang Cheng picked one and handed it to Jiang Xingtong.

"Try it."

Mo Lin finally caught up with them after limping, but saw Jiang Cheng and Jiang Xingtong looking for wild vegetables on the ground to eat.

Encouraged by Jiang Cheng, Jiang Xingtong stuffed the wild grass into her mouth, and a faint sweetness spread in her mouth.

Her eyes lit up: "It's sweet, Dad, can I eat this too?"

Jiang Cheng laughed: "Greedy girl, remember this is fern hemp, a herb used to treat diarrhea."

Jiang Xingtong nodded vigorously: "Well, I remember, if anyone has diarrhea in the future, I will give him this medicine."

He brought Jiang Xingtong here just to make Jiang Xingtong remember.

Then he handed half of it to Mo Lin expressionlessly: "Try it."

Mo Lin was shaken by his attitude.

She was so gentle to Jiang Xingtong that she almost rolled her eyes when looking at him.

Mo Lin hesitated for a moment, but still stuffed the fern into his mouth. It was indeed as Jiang Xingtong said, sweet and soft.

Jiang Cheng said: "Pick more and boil some water for drinking."

As he stood up he caught a glimpse of another plant out of the corner of his eye.

"Xingtong, Daddy wants to teach you something. There is a saying that there must be an antidote within three steps. This is called Shanglu. Eating it will cause diarrhea."

Jiang Xingtong looked over and found that the Chinese pomelo was a plant with clusters of purple-black fruits, which looked very beautiful.

Mo Lin also saw the Shanglu, but he recalled that three days ago, he had just returned from hunting and seemed to have seen a man holding this poisonous herb.

The place where Mo Lin and his friends had just stayed was not Jianyan's tribe.

Dragging his sick body, Mo Lin and several tribesmen who came out hunting supported him.

Jiang Xingtong finally couldn't help herself and went forward to support Mo Lin. Mo Lin whispered, "Thank you."

Jiang Xingtong said: "I should thank you. It was you who saved me."

Fortunately, their tribe was not far away, otherwise I don’t know if Mo Lin and the others could have persisted and walked back.

When they returned to the tribe, they saw their fellow tribesmen lying on the ground, all holding their stomachs and wailing.

Jiang Xingtong couldn't bear it.

Mo Lin took Jiang Cheng and Jiang Xingtong to a place.

Solid rock backs rock salt mines.

Each orc’s house is made of stone, and is not very spacious, with just a bed inside.

As the patriarch, Mo Lin had a small stone table and a few chairs made of small stones.

Fortunately, he still had a stone pot.

Jiang Cheng asked Mo Lin to fetch some water. Jiang Xingtong saw that he was so weak that he could not even walk, and wanted to help him, but was rejected by Mo Lin.

Jiang Cheng said, "Let him go by himself. If we fetched the water, he probably wouldn't dare to drink it."

Mo Lin turned his back to them and paused. Jiang Xingtong understood something and let go of Mo Lin's hand.

After Mo Lin brought the water back, Jiang Cheng asked him to light the fire again.

Veins popped on Mo Lin's forehead and he took out two flints from the bed. With a click, sparks fell on the dry grass and a flame immediately ignited.

Under Mo Lin's gaze, Jiang Cheng put the washed fern into the pot and added water to stew it.

When the water was ready, Mo Lin took the lead in pouring a bowl for himself.

He stared at the pale yellow water, then tilted his head back and drank it.

He said to Jiang Cheng: "If there is any problem, I will kill you even if it means death!"

Jiang Cheng curled his lips and did not comment.

Not long after drinking it, Mo Lin felt a warmth in his abdomen, and it was no longer as uncomfortable as before as if an ice knife was scraping inside.

After confirming that the medicine was effective, Mo Lin went to give water to the others. Jiang Xingtong went over to help, helping Mo Lin hold the head of the Jianyan people so that they could swallow the potion smoothly.

Jiang Xingtong patted them:

"Okay, you'll be fine soon."

Mo Lin saw it but did not stop it.

Jiang Cheng sat next to him, looking very relaxed.

Wait until Mo Lin finally comes back after feeding the babies.

Jiang Cheng said, "Every household in the Jianyan tribe has salt. Let them boil some salt water to drink. They have been suffering from diarrhea for so many days and are dehydrated."

"It's only been a short while, and you're already eager to visit our salt mine?"

Jiang Cheng's kindness was taken for granted, and he said with a sigh: "How come you don't understand what is good and what is bad!"

"Besides, we are doing a deal, I am not forcing you."

Mo Lin no longer looked at Jiang Cheng: "We in the Jianyan clan always keep our word and will never break our promise to you."