Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 324 Divine Water
The village chief continued to distribute food and holy water to the villagers, while Yan Ciwan and Aying stood aside and waited.

While the village chief was busy, Aying whispered something to Yan Ciwan.

"Don't go with them."

Yan Ciwan knew what she was worried about, gave her a reassuring look, and whispered, "I know what I'm doing, nothing will happen. Just take care of yourself. Don't forget what I told you before, take your mother and leave Xiao'an Village as soon as you have the chance."

Aying wanted to say something more, but suddenly she heard the village chief's voice.

"Ah Ying, what are you and Madam Xiao talking about?"

Aying's body stiffened, and her face turned deathly pale. When she met the village chief's deep gaze, she felt a chill run down her spine.

She stammered, "N-nothing."

The village chief stared coldly at her. He had originally taken a liking to Aying and planned to choose her as a divine servant tonight, but unexpectedly, Yan Ciwan appeared out of nowhere. Compared to Aying, Yan Ciwan was better. So the village chief changed his mind on the spot. He decided to take Yan Ciwan away tonight and then take Aying away at the blessing ceremony next month.

Ah Ying felt as if she were being stared at by a venomous snake. She involuntarily lowered her head, not daring to look into the other person's eyes again.

After the villagers had all received their grain and holy water, only Ah Ying was left who hadn't received hers. She lowered her head, walked up to the village chief, and took a small bag of mixed grains from his hands.

The village chief handed her a cup of holy water, which she wanted to take back as she had done before, but the village chief told her to drink it right now.

Ah Ying whispered, "I want to take the holy water back for my mother to drink; she needs it more than I do."

“Your mother has already drunk the divine water, but it cannot cleanse her sins. Drinking it again will be useless for her. This cup of divine water is for you. Drink it now.”

Ah Ying was extremely unwilling, but since the village chief had already spoken, she had no right to refuse and could only reach out and take the cup.

Just then, the man in black returned, dragging a cart. On the cart lay a person, none other than the envoy, who was paralyzed and unable to move.

"Village chief, the person has been brought."

The village chief walked over and looked at the people on the cart, then nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, thank you for your hard work."

When he turned to look at Yan Ciwan, he saw that Yan Ciwan had taken the cup from Aying's hand. He immediately stopped her, saying, "That is the holy water for Aying. If you want to drink it, I can prepare another cup of holy water for you."

“No need, I think this cup of holy water is fine. I’ve heard that holy water can cure all diseases, so I’m sure it will help my mother recover.” Yan Ciwan said as she walked to the cart.

She brought the cup to the envoy's lips, her tone extremely gentle: "Mother, open your mouth quickly."

The village chief's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but for some reason, he didn't say anything and just watched as Yan Ciwan poured the divine water into her mother's mouth.

Zun struggled and resisted with all his might, but he had lost all feeling in his body. Even though he was extremely anxious, he could not move his body at all.

He could clearly feel the divine water entering his mouth and then flowing down his esophagus to his abdomen.

He desperately wanted to open his mouth and spit out all the holy water, and because he was so anxious, his eyes turned red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Yan Ciwan continued working without stopping, and she finished the cup of divine water.

She patted the envoy's head gently, soothingly saying, "I know you're crying because you're so moved. This divine water is incredibly precious, yet the village chief was willing to give it to us. We'll never forget his kindness." The envoy wanted to curse him out. He wasn't crying from being moved; he was clearly crying from anger!

Others might not know the origin of the holy water, but he knew it perfectly well. The so-called holy water was actually extracted from datura flowers. Datura flowers can cause hallucinations and make people extremely excited. The shaman planned to use this property to make datura flowers into a drug that could make people obsessed and addicted.

Alchemy requires constant trial and error, so the shaman entrusted the task of testing the medicine to the envoy.

The envoy, of course, could not personally test the medicine. So he ordered people to dilute the liquid made from datura with water, put it in earthenware jars, seal it, and then distribute it to these foolish villagers. They thought they were drinking divine water, but in fact they were drinking poison with unknown effects.

The village chief would record their reactions after taking the medicine and submit them to the revered envoy. The revered envoy would then organize the records and submit them to the shaman for review. The shaman would then adjust the formula of the medicine based on its effects.

Everything was arranged perfectly, but to the Venerable Envoy's utter surprise, he would one day consume these "divine waters".

Yan Ciwan asked the village chief, "Could you please give me another cup of the divine water?"

The envoy wanted to jump up, grab the village chief's collar, and tell him that he was the envoy and that he would order him to kill this treacherous, cunning, vicious, and shameless woman!

But things didn't go as planned. He couldn't move or speak, and the village chief never expected him to be the envoy. Because when the village chief had seen him before, he was always wearing a black cloak and a red mask, and he had no idea what he actually looked like.

The village chief used a long ladle to scoop out the sacred water from the earthenware jar and poured it into Yan Ciwan's cup.

Yan Ciwan poured the entire cup of divine water into the envoy's mouth.

The envoy stared wide-eyed at Yan Ciwan, as if he wanted to bulge his eyeballs out of their sockets.

Yan Ciwan was overjoyed: "Mother looks much better. It seems the divine water is very effective for her. Village chief, could you give me some more divine water? I know this request is unreasonable, but I'm willing to do anything to cure Mother's illness. Please!"

The village chief, knowing that the mother and daughter were about to meet the divine servant and would never be able to return, made an exception and granted their request.

When the third cup of divine water was brought to the Venerable Envoy's lips, the Venerable Envoy was filled with despair.

He cursed Yan Ciwan in his heart, using almost every vicious and filthy word he could think of to describe her.

Yan Ciwan forced him to drink the third cup of divine water, and he shed tears of resentment.

Seeing this, Aying couldn't help but ask, "Is your mother alright?"

"Of course it's nothing. My mother was crying tears of joy because she was thinking that she would recover soon."

Aying felt that Yan Ciwan's mother's expression did not seem like she was crying tears of joy, but Yan Ciwan insisted on thinking so, so as an outsider, she couldn't say anything more.

Yan Ciwan thanked the village chief repeatedly, then asked expectantly, "When I become a divine servant in the future, can I ask the Moon Goddess to give my mother divine water to drink every day?"

Seeing how naive the other party was, the village chief was even more pleased. He nodded with a smile, "The Moon Goddess is compassionate. Seeing your filial piety, she will not let your expectations be disappointed."

Yan Ciwan's eyes lit up: "That's great!"

The envoy's vision was completely obscured; he was doomed.