825 Struggle to Live

The blood orchid, which was a deep red, was a type of fairy grass that existed in legends. People were convinced that it could get rid of diseases and prolong life. Perhaps even make them live forever.

The middle-aged man quietly laid on the ground listening to the sound of gunfire not too far in the distance. He continued eating the blood orchids he had reached. His body did not react much at first. Gradually, he felt changes in his body. It was as if something was burning him inside. The heat was slowly spreading throughout his body.

It worked, and it was fast!

As his body recovered, he began to regain some strength. He continued to eat the blood orchids like a cow chewing peonies.

"What about the people?" someone shouted.

"Here it is!" another voice shouted.

The middle-aged mand soon heard footsteps. Someone was coming quickly toward his side.

He took a deep breath and laid on the ground.

Moments later, two heavily armed men approached.

"Here, what about the blood orchids?" a man asked.

He looked at the empty bag. The two men then looked at the middle-aged man.

"Who is this guy?" one of them asked.

One of them bent down to look at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground. He looked ragged and was covered in blood. He had no breath, and his face was a strange blue-and-black color.

"He's dead," one of the men said.

"There must be others in this valley," his comrade said.

"Is it them?" the other man asked.

"Let's go!" the comrade shouted.

The two men quickly left.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes. He struggled to get up but was soon able to move behind a large tree to hide. He began to hear rustling. From time to time, centipedes several feet long and terrible poisonous spiders passed by him while he was crouched down like an old monk in meditation.

…

In the mountain village, thousands of miles away…

Wang Yao and Zhong Liuchuan were on Dongshan Mountain.

"Sir, I have checked, and their problem should be solved," Zhong Liuchuan said.

"That's fine, practice boxing," Wang Yao replied.

The master and the apprentice practiced on the mountain, displaying impressive moves.

In the morning, Jia Zizai and Hu Mei were able to fulfill their wishes. They were both happy. They got their marriage certificate and bought a house in the mountain village.

Hu Mei's face was filled with happiness.

"Do we need to find someone to decorate it," Jia Zizai asked.

The house was only seven or eight years old. It was considered a new house in the mountain village. As long as it was lived in, there would likely be no problems with it for a few decades.

"Well, I have to redecorate it," Hu Mei said.

They went to Lianshan County again and contacted a design team. They made an appointment to have the house and courtyard renovated.

After a busy day, the cool autumn wind was blowing in the courtyard. Hu Mei cooked a few dishes, and Jia Zizai prepared a bottle of red wine. He carefully scrubbed the freshly bought wine ware.

"Hey, this is the real life," Hu Mei said.

"What kind of days do you say we lived before?" Jia Zizai asked.

"Don't think about it before. What we have to do now is live a good life." Hu Mei sat down after serving all the dishes.

"Yes, my darling, you are right!" Jia Zizai clapped the hands. "Come on, have a drink."

Ding! Their cups made a crisp sound when they toasted.

"It is tasty," Jia Zizai said.

"Eat more if you like," Hu Mei said.

"I am starting to understand why Mr. Wang is unwilling to move out of this mountain village," Jia Zizai said.

"Maybe you'll get tired of it after a few days," Hu Mei said.

"No, absolutely not," Jia Zizai said. "I didn't want to continue the kind of life I used to have. We will live here from now on."

"As long as you like it, it doesn't matter where I am." Hu Mei smiled.

She thought, What else could you want when you've got such a wife?

The sky gradually darkened. The wind on the mountain was already a bit cool.

"It's time to harvest another crop," Wang Yao said. The herbs growing in the herbal fields were looking very good. Most of the herbs were ordinary, but in the spirit gathering battle array, they absorbed the spirits between heaven and Earth. These originally ordinary herbs were no longer ordinary.

Most of them I use myself.

Since the formation of this growing method, these herbs had never been sold. They were processed after harvest and used as medicine. Now, they were different. After the completion of Nanshan Pharmaceutical Company, the first batch of herbs needed to be used. At least a part of the herbs on this mountain should be used. When preparing the Primordial Spirit Soup, he had to personally guide the operation.

It was said that dispensing was simple. It was just a matter of mixing the medicinal materials but the knowledge was required. Batch-made medicaments were processed by crushing and mixing. The proportion had to be appropriately mastered.

Almost time to upgrade again.

Although there were very few tasks, Wang Yao's experience value for seeing patients was constantly increasing. Since it accumulated daily, he could upgrade soon.

Nothing happened overnight.

…

Thousands of miles away, in the secret valley of southern Yunnan, a middle-aged man lurked under the tree for a day and night. It was as if he was a stone or piece of deadwood. He did not move, but there were violent activities in his body. The blood orchids he had eaten were playing a vital role in repairing his body. They were driving out some of the viruses in his body, helping him turn things around.

Not enough, still not enough!

He opened his eyes and looked at the deep valley.

He stood up and walked out from under the tree. It was time to move on.

A huge black snake appeared. It was more than 64 feet long and about as thick as the head of a water tap. Its scales glittered, making it appear as if it was made of steel.

The middle-aged man hesitated before following the snake. He was neither far nor close. It was somewhat suicidal behavior but a smart choice. This snake was the top of the food chain in the valley. Any other beasts were in a panic when the snake passed by, which spared the man from a lot of trouble.

The valley was large and irregularly shaped. It was narrow at the top but wide at the bottom.

Fragrance!

He smelled the aroma of the blood orchid. After walking forward for a long time, he saw a blood orchid growing on a cliff. Below it was a deep pool. The big snake entered the deep pond. Now, the pond was a veritable pond with a dragon. The middle-aged man stood away from the pond. There was no way he would dive into the water, let alone even approach it.

What should I do?

After walking around the pond, he found another section of blood orchids growing at the corner of it. Although they were not as good as the one on the cliff, they were still fairy grass. He quietly started picking the blood orchids while eating them.

The changes in his body were ongoing.

The sky was bright. The sun had risen high above.

There was another man in this valley. He was wearing a black shirt.

He entered the valley, but the poisonous insects did not dare approach him. He didn't know there was something on his body that restrained the poisonous creatures.

He walked straight toward the side of the pool. As he approached, he slowed down. When he came to the corner of the pool, he was shocked.

What's going on? Why are there only so few left? He remembered that there were a lot of blood orchids in the corner of the pond the last time he had come. Although they were not as good as the ones on the cliff, the effect was still good. Somehow, in just a few days, there only a few left.

Were they eaten by something?

He took a closer look. His face changed dramatically.

Someone has been here!

Sounds of grunting and hissing could be heard as the middle-aged man reached the exit of the valley. He felt his body recovering. It made him happy. The power he had lost was coming back. His pain had also greatly been eased.

Amazing!

He didn't expect the herb to be so amazing.

Suddenly, he repeatedly coughed. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. It was black blood. It looked a little scary.

I am still alive!

A car was speeding on the highway. "Hold on. When we get there, we have hope," the driver said. The other man in the car looked pale. His breathing was weak, and the light in his eyes was about to dissipate. He was in a poor physical condition.

"How much longer?" the sick man asked.

"Soon," the driver said.

The car was flying fast as if it was trying to escape death.

…

In the village's clinic…

"Taste it. How about my tea?" Wei Hai smiled.

"Well, the aroma is unique. It's some..." Wang Yao couldn't find a suitable word.

"Do you like the smell of the sea?" Wei Hai asked.

"Yes, it has a taste of the sea," Wang Yao said with a laugh.

"That's right, this tea tree grows by the sea," Wei Hai said.

"A tea tree growing by the sea?" Wang Yao was surprised.

"That's right," Wei Hai said. "Don't you believe it? If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. Those tea trees are growing on the cliffs by the sea. They are wild. It is very hard to get the tea. You can't just buy it because they don't see it at all. I'll come to you when I get some."

"Thank you," Wang Yao said.

"Hey, do you have any other hobbies, apart from just having a cup of tea?" Wei Hai asked. "I'm going to Jing in a few days. I will bring you back a good tea set."

"You don't have to do that." Wang Yao waved his hand.

"I must," Wei Hai said. "A good horse must have a good saddle, so good tea must have a good tea set."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"You can enjoy it here, but I have to see patients," Wang Yao said.

"That is good," Wei Hai replied.

The door opened. A man came in carrying a patient on his back. He was followed by a middle-aged man. It was Zhou Xiong.

"Sir, I'm sorry to trouble you again," he said.

"It is fine. Come in to talk," Wang Yao said.