Wang Zhi swallowed his saliva and then spoke cautiously: "Your Majesty, Wang Zhi, the son of the village chief of Mingyuan Village, Caomin, has a plague in the village, and I came here to report to you. Unfortunately, Caomin, a commoner, cannot see the county magistrate.
My lord, you can only beat someone to make a grievance..."
"Wait, what did you say? Plague? Where did the plague happen?"
Magistrate Hu, who was sitting under the high hanging mirror, heard Wang Zhi's words and his voice broke.
He looked at Wang Zhi kneeling in the hall with a look of horror!
"Sir, a plague has broken out in Mingyuan Village, the village where Cao Min is located. Many people in the village have been infected. Those who were first infected have died. Even Cao Min's father... has also been infected... Sir,
Please save our village, save my father! Please sir..."
As Wang Zhi spoke, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he kept kowtowing to the magistrate in the hall.
At this time, Magistrate Hu stood up from his official chair in shock. The officials in the lobby also whispered to each other, with frightened expressions on their faces.
He was so panicked that he wanted to run out of the county office quickly. Magistrate Hu was also feeling uncomfortable at the moment. Could it be that the people kneeling in the hall were also infected with the plague?
Magistrate Hu gritted his teeth and said that nothing could happen to the poor Taoist fellows in the county: "Come here, drive the people kneeling in the hall out of the county government office, and order the gates of Fuxi County to be closed from now on, and no one is allowed to enter."
Wang Zhi was stunned after hearing Magistrate Hu's words. How could this happen? He didn't react until the officer took him out with a killing weapon.
He shouted with all his strength: "Sir, you can't do this~"
"Sir, please save our village~"
"grown ups……"
Wang Zhi screamed horribly, but received no response from County Magistrate Hu. After he was carried out of the county office, he rolled onto the street and had no time to feel sad.
Two more people dressed as servants came and drove him out of the county seat. Until he left the county seat, he saw that the gate of the county seat was closed tightly.
He had to face the reality. The county magistrate could not help him or the villagers of Mingyuan Village. Before he could tell the magistrate, there were infected people in their village who had escaped. How many infections would this escaped person have?
people?
Wang Zhi stood dejectedly on the roadside outside the county town. What was he going to do? Before his father died, he asked him to inform the county magistrate, but the county magistrate obviously didn't want to take care of it. He just wanted to take care of Fuxi County.
What is he going to do?
Wang Zhi, a man in his thirties, was crying silently. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, wiped his tears with his sleeve, looked in a direction, raised his feet and walked towards that direction.
Since the magistrate of their county doesn't care, he will go to other counties. The plague is so serious and if the magistrate of Fuxi County doesn't take any protective measures, it will definitely spread to other counties.
He didn't believe that the magistrates of every county were so selfish and cold-blooded, but they were always good officials who wanted to serve the people!
Not long after Wang Zhigang left, a group of officers and soldiers rode out from the closed city gate of Fuxi County and headed towards Mingyuan Village.
It was already dark at this time, and everyone in the Yun family had already rested. Yun Xi sat up from his kang, glanced around mentally, and made sure that everyone in the family was fast asleep before getting dressed and getting off the kang.
After putting on his shoes, he climbed out of the window and left Yun's house using Qinggong without making a sound. He galloped all the way, found a place to stop, and then took out his whistle and blew it.
In just a moment, Martha's huge body flew down from the sky.
"Martha, let's go, take me to Mingyuan Village."
"Okay, Master"
Yunxi used his consciousness to communicate with Martha, flew up and sat on Martha's back, took out the children's helmet he had worn before from the space, and said: "Let's go."
Martha took off in response. Fortunately, in her dream, Yunxi had seen the approximate location of Mingyuan Village and used her thoughts to guide Martha along the way. In just ten minutes, one person and one bird had arrived in the sky near Mingyuan Village.
In Yunxi in the sky, she saw a group of officers and soldiers lighting torches from a distance. Judging from the driving trajectory of the officers and soldiers, they seemed to be heading towards Mingyuan Village. Yunxi's heart skipped a beat. Could this group of officers and soldiers be the ones in her dream?
The dream was about the officers and soldiers who were coming to set fire to the village, right?
Yun Xi didn't dare to delay. He swept his mental energy downwards and found that many people had lost their breath. There were also some men, women and children who had just contracted the disease who were still alive.
Yun Xi's mental power also discovered the only brick house in the village. There was only a dying old man in that house, and the skin on his body was so ulcerated.
With only one breath left, he didn't know how the old man persisted. Yunxi made a prompt decision and let Martha fly to that house. Yunxi got off Martha, took a gas mask from the space, and gave it to himself
Bring it with you.
This time she entered the old man's room, lit the candle, and found that the old man's appearance was unbearable to look at. It was so miserable. Yun Xi felt that the old man's current appearance was similar to the one she watched on TV in her previous life, something like the Ebola virus.
.
But it's not quite the same. The old man's body is stinking, and Yun Xi seems to have never heard of it. This small scene would be much more terrifying in the end of the world.
Yun Xi first checked the old man's pulse. Yun Xi's face suddenly turned ugly. She didn't know if the medical skills she had learned were accurate, but through the old man's pulse, Yun Xi diagnosed that the old man was poisoned.
It is also a highly contagious poison. No wonder it infects people around you so quickly like the plague.
Yunxi quickly took a cup from the space, made a glass of water, and dropped a drop of spiritual spring in the water. He carefully fed some to the old man. The old man's will to survive was still quite strong. Yunxi had just fed him some water.
The old man swallowed on his own, which made Yunxi feel a lot more relaxed.
After drinking a glass of water, Yun Xi took a good look at the old man's condition, keeping his hand on the old man's pulse.
Yunxi didn't know whether the spiritual spring water could detoxify ancient poisons, but the power of the spiritual spring water did not disappoint Yunxi at all. As this glass of water entered the old man's body, it began to cleanse the toxins from the old man's body, and the abscesses on his body continued.
Visible speed is disappearing.
The old man's haggard face gradually became rosy, but his face was a little thin, possibly due to hunger. Yun Xi kept observing the old man's body and did not notice any trembling of the old man's eyelids.
The head of Mingyuan Village felt that he was about to die, but he was not willing to give in. He had not been able to watch his three grandsons grow up and see them marry. He was not willing to give in.
When I felt like I was about to die, a stream of clear spring suddenly poured into my mouth. After the spring water entered my body, my uncomfortable chest and burning lungs were soothed by the cool spring water.
His consciousness gradually returned, and he felt someone checking his pulse, but he couldn't open his eyes. He wanted to see who saved him. Moreover, wasn't he infected with the plague? It was so serious! Who saved him? They
Everyone in the village is suffering from the plague. Who is not afraid of getting sick and actually comes to save them?
The village chief of Mingyuan Village opened his eyes desperately. Finally, his eyelids opened, but he could only barely open them a crack. Vaguely, he saw a little fairy wearing a red coat. The little fairy's face was
He also wore a strange mask.
The little fairy must be diagnosing his pulse. She frowned. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, he felt in his heart that this must be the little fairy who sat down. Otherwise, who could explain that a three-year-old girl could treat him?
