Chapter 122 — Five Stars Without Peer
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Or fashion a straw effigy and shoot arrows at it, killing the victim's soul within seven days. These are all witch-poison sorceries, most wicked and strange. Shen Mu treated several more people. Suddenly an official sedan chair entered the Rain-Listening Pavilion, and from it stepped an old man in official robes. He came forward two steps and saluted Shen Mu with clasped hands. "Little divine physician, save a life!
" Shen Mu was surprised. The old man wore the robes of a second-rank official and must be a minister of the court. "Sir, your complexion is excellent.
Why should you need me to save your life? " The old man said, "There is a patient in my household, gravely ill and bedridden.
I have seen countless physicians, and countless imperial physicians besides — nothing avails. I heard that a divine physician had come to the city, and so I have come to beg you to save a life! " Beside them Fu Qingyun said with a smile, "Lord Yan has not been to Flower Lane in quite a while!
" The old man's face reddened slightly.
He coughed. "When have I ever been here? Sister Fu, I do not even know you — do not joke.
Divine physician, please enter the chair and come with me. A life, truly a life!
" Shen Mu hesitated a moment, then rose and entered the chair, and the old man entered as well. The bearers were two strongmen; they sprang up and trod the clouds. Shen Mu lifted the curtain and looked out. The chair drifted and swayed toward the center of the capital, and at the heart of the city there were lotus blossoms fashioned of golden light in the sky, each with a golden-armored general standing upon it, guarding the heavens above the imperial city — a power most terrifying.
These golden-armored generals paid the chair no heed, letting it drive on toward the imperial city.
Shen Mu lowered the curtain and looked at the old man opposite him. "Lord Yan, this patient in your household must be of no ordinary origin. "