Jiang Wuji stood at the door of the toilet, not knowing what to do for a moment, or even what he had just done.
Looking at the nurses coming in and out and the rising smoke, the fever seemed to have returned again. My head felt like it was weighing a thousand pounds, and my neck felt sore and painful due to the heavy weight.
how so?
Aren't we burning bugs?
Aren't we saving Little Fatty?
Could they really not see any of those bugs?
So what did they see?
If they couldn't see bugs, what they see now is...
Jiang Wuji did not dare to continue thinking because he could not accept the next answer.
If no one else can see the bug, then what he and Lao Li did was not just two psychopaths setting fire to another psychopath in the toilet?!
The commotion was so loud that Zhang Qiliang and his aunt heard the noise and rushed over.
When Jiang Wuji wanted to go to his aunt's side, he was blocked by two angry-looking caregivers.
They didn't say anything, they just took Jiang Wuji's hands behind his back and tied them up with something like a belt.
"What are you doing! Wuji!"
"Let go of Wuji! What are you going to do?!" My aunt shouted anxiously, her red eyes filled with mist.
At this time, several caregivers worked together to carry a burnt black man out of the toilet on a stretcher.
"Quick! Send him to rescue!"
"Extremely large area burns! Extremely large area burns!!!"
The nurse who was pressing Jiang Wuji's shoulder twitched with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He and another patient set fire to people in the toilet! If they hadn't discovered it in time, the whole building would have been burned down by them!
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Hearing this, Su Xiaorui's body softened and she knelt on the ground, sobbing.
Jiang Wuji's head hurt now, very painful, but seeing his aunt like this, he still managed to hold on and said: "Aunt, don't cry..."
"I was wrongly accused. It was that lunatic named Lao Li who tricked me into entering the toilet!"
"I didn't set people on fire, I really didn't."
"I am the aunt who was wronged. I am not sick. I am a normal person. I would not do such a thing."
"I'm not mentally ill!"
However, after hearing Jiang Wuji's words, my aunt cried even harder.
"W-Wuji...wuwuwu..."
"Take him over first." Doctor Zhang waved his hand, with helplessness written on his face.
Jiang Wuji looked at Zhang Qiliang and shouted heartbreakingly: "Doctor Zhang, I am really wronged! You have to believe me!"
"I didn't set fire, I didn't burn anyone! I'm not mentally ill! It's that old Li, he is mentally ill!"
"He was the one who said he wanted to save Fatty. He was the one who set the fire! It has nothing to do with me, it really doesn't matter!!"
"I didn't set the fire!"
"ah!!"
"ah!!!"
However, at this time, Jiang Wuji was at a loss for words.
As the dizziness became more and more severe, Jiang Wuji's eyes suddenly turned white and he fainted again.
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"Huhu, crackle, crackle..."
Waves of heat waves are coming.
When Jiang Wuji opened his eyes, what he saw was a sea of blazing fire.
"Brother, you're awake."
The interior of the carriage was lit red by the firelight, and Xiaoyu was looking at him with a worried face, with some tears still remaining in his big clear eyes.
Jiang Wuji let out a long breath and did not respond to his sister immediately. What happened on the other side made him upset.
What Lao Li burned was obviously those insects. Why did the nurse say that Fatty had a very large burn? How serious is a very large burn?
Will anyone die...
If Fatty is really burned to death, wouldn’t I become Lao Li’s accomplice?!
Hold!
"Brother? Brother..."
Rubbing his eyebrows, Jiang Wuji temporarily put aside his other matters, looked at the sea of fire outside the carriage, and asked, "What is that?"
"That's the corpse pit dug by the Tianning City Yamen. Many people died in the Nuo opera last night, as well as the corpses of some refugees. They were all pulled down here and burned together." Xiaoyu replied.
"Burn the corpse." Jiang Wuji muttered.
In addition to the government officials, there were also many common people surrounding the corpse pit.
They knelt and worshiped in front of the sea of fire, hugged each other and cried, heartbroken.
"Master, you died so miserably... How do you expect me to live alone in the future?"
"Dad! Mom! The epidemic is ruthless, stay safe all the way!"
"Mom, why are they crying...Why hasn't dad come back yet? I miss dad."
"My son, my son... God, why do you do this to me, why!!"
Although it had nothing to do with him, Jiang Wuji still felt a little uncomfortable seeing this scene.
In fact, I have seen many such things along the way.
Because the corpses of people killed by the plague covered official roads and wilderness areas, it was not uncommon for refugees to eat grass roots, tree bark, and even Guanyin soil.
I heard from Cao Li before that in a small mountain village in Yong'an County, Yi Zi cannibalism happened...
In the year of the great epidemic, evil spirits are rampant, natural and man-made disasters occur, and the people are in dire straits.
Jiang Wuji hastily withdrew his gaze, put down the curtain and asked, "Did anything else happen?"
Xiaoyu shook his head and said: "No, I told them that my brother is recuperating because of what happened last night, so I don't want to disturb him."
"Yeah." Jiang Wuji rubbed the girl's head.
Fortunately, there are small fish here, which avoids a lot of trouble.
Although this girl looks very weak, she is still reliable in her work.
Jiang Zhiyu narrowed her eyes and enjoyed her brother rubbing her head. "Brother, is the Qingling Pill useless for your fever?"
Jiang Wuji: "Well, it's useless, but I will find a way, don't worry."
"Well, I believe in brother! Xiaoyu will also take good care of brother!" Supported by her two dimples, the girl's smile was particularly sweet.
"By the way, brother, I have successfully condensed the Qi Sea! Now I am also at the ninth level, right?" Xiaoyu raised his snow-white fist, as if to claim credit.
Jiang Wuji carefully felt Xiaoyu's Qi Yuan and found that the Qi Yuan in the latter's body was really much richer!
Finally the cohesion was successful.
Just when Jiang Wuji was also happy for Xiaoyu, he suddenly realized that his perception of the things around him had become much sharper.
Even though the curtains of the car have been lowered, I can still feel the movement outside the car, and I can even sense that Cao Li is approaching here on his horse.
"What's going on? Soul perception?!"
"No...my Qihai is also several times thicker than before!"
"This is...the eighth-grade god refining!"
"I took the blood pill last night. Judging from the current situation, I should have entered the eighth level of god refining with the help of the blood pill's effect!"
"It seems that this blood pill is really a good thing..."
At this time, Cao Li's voice came from outside.
"Miss Xiaoyu, is the little Daoist awake?"
"What's the matter?" Jiang Wuji opened the curtain and asked.
When Cao Li saw Jiang Wuji, his hand combing the horse's mane suddenly stopped.
He swallowed and looked like he had seen a ghost, "Little Taoist Master, you can't be...eighth, eighth, eighth grade, right?!"
"You have something to say." Jiang Wuji ignored Cao Li's shock.
Cao Li took a few deep breaths to calm down his emotions, and then said, "Miss Murong asked me to ask if we can set off now."
"Can."
With the sound of horse hoofbeats, a group of people rushed towards Lecheng in a mighty manner.
Jiang Wuji originally thought that the closer he got to Lecheng, the fewer refugees and corpses there would be, but it turned out to be exactly the opposite.
Along the way, corpses littered the mountains and plains. When passing through a dense forest, the rotten smell that filled the air was even irritating to the eyes.
As for the refugees, they come one after another.
Originally, with the cavalry brought by Cao Li and Qi Yongyan, there wouldn't be any trouble.
But when he saw a little girl tied to a tree by a group of people, Murong Wanfeng still couldn't hold it back. He stopped the horse and gave the extra dry food to them.
As a result, this stoppage attracted more refugees.
Madness eliminated their fear, and they rushed towards them one by one like jackals, tigers and leopards.
They wanted not only food, but also horses and women in the carriage.
But what greeted them in the end were those cold and mottled spears and steel knives...
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The setting sun melts gold, and the dusk clouds merge together.
The horse's hooves were caked with blood and mud.
The group finally arrived at the county seat of Leping County at dusk.
