Chapter 309 - 171: Practicing Medicine on the Streets

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Yun Sheng couldn’t help but find it amusing upon hearing this. However, she immediately realized that Zong Ren’s investigations over the past month must have yielded no results. "Have you visited the villages along the way and asked the local villagers?" Yun Sheng believed that the ore veins were discovered eight or nine years ago, so the villagers surely must know something. "Speaking of the villagers, I actually stumbled upon a surprising discovery. Recently, a series of village plundering incidents occurred near Great Zhou. In a single night, the villagers of one village vanished without a trace," Zong Ren had thought about asking the nearby villagers as well, but didn’t get any information. Instead, he learned about the devastating events that occurred in several villages. "Oh, where are these villages that you mentioned?" Yun Sheng asked, then went with Zong Ren to the locations of the said villages. "They’re nearby, but now, those villages have been sealed off by the local government offices," Zong Ren said somewhat embarrassingly. To his chagrin, he, a Holy Beast Summoner, couldn’t even handle a minor matter properly. "Then we must think of another way. Let’s go back and meet with Second Uncle," Yun Sheng also ran out of ideas. As the group left the tavern, they suddenly heard a clamor. The tavern was located in the busiest part of the small town, right at the market entrance. It was now noontime, when the market was most crowded. At the entrance to the market, a young man was kneeling, with a sign in front of him that read in large letters: "Selling myself for vengeance." People had seen selling oneself to bury one’s parents, but selling oneself for vengeance was unheard of. Moreover, those who sold themselves to bury their parents were usually delicate and weak girls, but the one kneeling before them was a young man. Yun Sheng, who had never encountered such a situation before, became quite interested and took the initiative to approach. The sign was filled with lines of text, essentially saying the young man was burdened with a deep hatred and a vendetta he couldn’t avenge. He was willing to become a slave for life to someone who could teach him formidable martial arts or magic. As long as he could successfully take revenge, he would be willing to serve as a loyal servant for the rest of his life in gratitude to his benefactor. This was indeed rare; furthermore, the young man’s sign did not disclose who his enemy was. Yun Sheng watched the young man from the side, noting he was about the same age as Huang Que, with a sturdy body and large hands and feet that suggested he had practiced martial arts. His appearance was quite ordinary, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, just like a typical farmer’s son. There was no fluctuation of magic elements around him, and his physical constitution was just average. Yun Sheng’s thoughts were similar to those of the other onlookers; most people were unwilling to offend an unknown enemy for a young man with average talent. As a result, although there were many spectators, very few actually inquired. The young man knelt on the ground with his head down, not looking at the faces of the people around him, just biting his lips tightly. "Master, let’s go. This kid has mediocre talent and doesn’t seem very sharp," Zong Ren said with a sneer, shaking his head as he watched with his discerning eyes. In these days, although it wasn’t a time of war and chaos, there were still many robberies and killings on the borderlands. This young man must have been kneeling here because his family met with misfortune and he was unable to take revenge on his own. Huang Que actually wanted to help, because she came from a poor family herself, but she was neither a powerful Mage nor a Martial Artist, so all she could do was watch from the side. The crowd gradually dispersed, and just as Yun Sheng and her group were about to leave, a waiter came out of the tavern and saw the young man kneeling on the ground like a wooden statue, becoming instantly infuriated. "It’s you again, Liu Zi! How many times have I told you not to block the entrance of our tavern? It’s bad luck!" The waiter raised his hand to push the young man. The waiter, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, was strong and sturdy. With his push, the unsuspecting young man was knocked to the ground. The young boy lay motionless on the ground, as if he were dead. "It’s over, someone has died!" Onlookers nearby commented among themselves. The waiter from the tavern turned pale with fright; he had merely given a gentle push, how did the person end up dead? "He has just fainted. Move him to the side. I am a doctor; I will take a look," Yun Sheng furrowed her eyebrows as she observed Liu Zi’s exceptionally pale face. The waiter, not wanting to be involved in a death, hastily helped Zong Ren move Liu Zi to a shady area beside the tavern. Yun Sheng checked his breathing and pulse; his nostrils flared slightly. She smelled a stench of blood. As they lifted the clothing on Liu Zi’s back, everyone drew in a sharp breath. Liu Zi’s back was densely covered with wounds, including what appeared to be arrow and whip injuries, each deep enough to expose bone. Such wounds would have confined an ordinary person to bed, yet they were all borne by this young boy. It was not hard to imagine the immense pain Liu Zi must have endured to escape with his life. Yun Sheng scraped away the necrotic tissue on Liu Zi’s back, then applied a Hemostatic Agent to his injuries, and soon the bleeding stopped. "Young Master, could you please save him? He resembles my little brother who passed away years ago. Que’er is begging you," Huang Que pleaded with Yun Sheng at the side. "Waiter, where is this young man from? Why was he kneeling at the entrance of the tavern?" Yun Sheng overheard the waiter’s words, which suggested he knew the young man. "Customer, you see... Will he be okay? I really didn’t mean to drive him away. I do recognize this young man, his father Liu Lang was a hunter. A few years ago, this boy would often come with his father to deliver fresh game to our tavern," seeing that Yun Sheng was a doctor despite her young age, the waiter respected her authority and did not dare to hide anything, revealing Liu Zi’s identity. "What about his family?" It was truly inconvenient for Yun Sheng to take an unknown young man along on her journey. "They’re all gone," the waiter said with hesitation, looking at Liu Zi who was covered in injuries, and finally decided to tell the truth. Liu Zi’s family was originally very happy and content. He had a father and a mother, and they lived in Jingkou Village, not far from Nanya Town. The village would often send game and rice grains to the town. But just a few nights ago, a group of vicious bandits suddenly raided Jingkou Village, looting everything and not sparing even a single livestock. Liu Zi was fortunate enough to survive by sheer luck. Yet this child was reckless. After escaping, he did not leave Jingkou Village. Instead, he went to the village to pawn his ancestors’ bow, claiming he wanted to seek revenge. First, he found out that there were Hunter Soldiers for hire in the town, and he spent all his money hiring one. But after only a short while, news came that even the Hunter Soldier had been killed. Liu Zi was lucky enough to escape. However, he sustained very serious injuries. Having no money to treat his wounds, and obsessed with thoughts of vengeance, he knelt daily at the bustling parts of the town, seeking someone to take him as an apprentice to learn skills. As time passed, the shop owners in the town began to fear him and were unwilling to let him block their doorways. The waiter was merely following his boss’s orders to drive people away, not expecting that Liu Zi, weak from hunger and injuries, would faint. "The whole village has gone missing? Their fate unknown, and the local government or nearby garrison doesn’t care about such matters?" Yun Sheng found it incomprehensible after hearing the story. **Thank you for the rewards from Min and Linglingdiding**

Chapter 309 - 171: Practicing Medicine on the Streets

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