The true person of the dust and wind had spoken, and Miaoyin dared not disobey. She took the medicine bottle and hurried out, arriving at the plaza of the Gathering Yin Temple.
All the poisoned nuns were there recuperating.
"Sisters, come and take the antidote."
Miaoyin, disguised as a ninja, distributed the saliva with a heart full of unease, anxiously awaiting the results.
Spitting out saliva as a medicine, she could only hope this nonsensical tale was true.
Just as Miaoyin was on tenterhooks, the nuns who had ingested Wang Daniu's saliva began to recover one by one.
"Thank you, junior sister, I feel better."
"Me too, my arms and legs feel strong again."
"Senior sister, where did you get such miraculous medicine?"
"The effects are quite obvious, but the taste is a bit strange."
"Not just the taste, why do I feel my body burning hot, so hot I feel like stripping my clothes off?"
While speaking, some Daoist nuns started tearing at their clothes.
