538 Looking for the Drugs (2/2)

Of course, they would not do this for free. By controlling the timing of issuing the drugs, they gave the hope to the believers, yet, at the same time, held it in their hands.

”We don't need to see the priest in the temple. I have heard that the drugs and herbs in the temples are more than in any other place, so we come to have a look. Of course, we will pay for them.”

Ning Que answered and then gave him a piece of note.

The mid-aged priest was dazed and thought angrily, ”The drugs and pills are all made by the predecessors carefully and cannot be compared with the normal ones. It is humiliating for the temple to sell the drugs for money.”

Suddenly, he saw the numbers on the note and could not help being shocked. He said in his mind, ”If it's an insult, even the priest in red will not mind being insulted more than once.”

The priest's good mood did not last for a long time. When he opened the door and allowed Ning Que to drag the horse and the carriage in the temple, he received the second paper from Ning Que. That was a list.

The list was full of characters consisting of more than 30 kinds of drugs and pills. Most of them were secretly kept in the temple and forbidden to spread.

He had no idea how this young man knew the drugs were in the temple. Even though he was shocked, when he saw the characters on the paper, he had to admit that it was good handwriting.

He looked at the list, and then the note, saying with regret and alertness, ”I can feel your sincerity to Haotian, but I'm sorry. Most of the drugs are not for sale. No matter how sincere you are, you can't get them.”

While Ning Que was watching the dispensary not far away, he heard the Sangsang's cough from the carriage. He frowned and became more and more irritable.

After leaving Red Lotus Temple last night, he stopped traveling to Lanke Temple. Although he had repaired the carriage, he still had to walk more than 10 days to reach Lanke Temple with dragging the horse and the carriage. Sangsang was in the coma and being tortured by the poison and disease which paled her very much. Under this situation, his only choice was to find the drugs he needed in the closest city he could find.

Before he left Chang'an, his brother Wang Chi gave him some prescriptions which looked normal but hard to find except in the back of the mountain of the Academy. Therefore, he decided to go to the capital of the Kingdom of Qi to find them.

He had not eaten, slept, rested, and drunk any water since yesterday evening and he had been struggling his way to this capital no matter what he had to pay.

The only thing which could comfort him was that Sangsang finally woke up in the early morning. Although she coughed badly and had no signs of getting better, he finally felt a little relieved.

Although Ning Que looked fine at this moment, he was exhausted. He was too tired to remember things. He had forgotten that he was going to Lanke Temple for the Yue Laan Hungry Ghost Festival. He had forgotten that he had a fight with both Prince Long Qing and fallen knights. He had forgotten that he had reached the Knowing Destiny State. The only thing he remembered was that he had to find drugs for Sangsang.

However, at the moment when he was going to have them, troubles happened.

Ning Que remained silent and his eyes became colder and colder with an extremely scary feeling hiding in them. He gradually grasped the hilt with his hand.

Seeing this, the middle-aged priest changed his face. He was able to accept an insult with the note, but he could not accept being threatened with violence — he was the priest of Haotian and anyone who threatened him, in fact, threatened Haotian.

Threatening Haotian was the blasphemy.

Inside the Taoism Temple, all of the silent soldiers drew out their swords and heightened their Psyche Power. In their eyes, even though the young man had formidable power, he had no chance to survive once he took his saber out.

A cough sounded in the carriage once again, telling everyone that she was in pain.

Ning Que trembled a little and woke up from his choleric mood. He turned his eyes to the carriage.

A thin arm came out of the window and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. A weak and guilty voice sounded.

”You are too tired. Get in.”

Even though Ning Que was extremely exhausted as if he closed his eye, he would fall asleep, he never forgot his purpose. ”I need the drugs.”

Sangsang said weakly, ”Have you forgotten my identity? If I need the drugs, they would gladly provide them.”