After walking for a few more days, I finally came to Songhai. It was better here. The scenery was nice. I put on a mask on my face and changed my appearance. I was wearing white clothes. I didn’t look as beautiful as I did on the street. I was much prettier than the passers-by.
He has a handsome face and a rather heroic spirit, much like a real swordsman.
"Oh, I didn't expect that the Confucian family would be like this?" "Yes, the plague is really serious." "Confucian disciples are so weak now. I heard they are all lying down in the courtyard." Some passers-by said in an official post
Discussing in front of the list.
Confucianism? What happened? I also walked over to see the article on the list.
It actually says that the Confucians have collectively contracted the plague, and they will burn down the Little Sage Village in three days to put an end to the plague and not spread it to anyone else.
It seems that Li Si is really not simple. He actually said that all Confucians have suffered from the plague? Isn't this nonsense? Plague, this excuse is really good, and it can wipe out all Confucians without leaving a trace.
The Mo Xuan sword in my hand suddenly turned into a small dagger and was placed in my sleeve.
Then I straightened the baggage on my back and walked towards Little Sage Village. On the way up the mountain, I didn't see anyone. It was very quiet. This was a sight I had never seen before. I immediately paid attention to the safety around me and had to be careful.
Fortunately, nothing happened along the way. I went straight to Little Sage Village. The front door was actually piled with wood. It looked like the place was really going to be burned down in three days. What happened? I frowned.
Walked over.
One jumped into the village. As soon as he entered the door, a "spectacular" scene came into view. The ground was full of Confucian disciples, and their faces were twisted. Some were giggling, some were crying, and some were meditating. This
What happened? I walked slowly over, and I could see Confucian disciples along the way. They all looked like this.
This is so weird. When I looked up, I saw a vague handprint floating in the air. This is the legendary yin-yang phantom handprint? It's a bit troublesome. I have to be careful. I can't use witchcraft yet, so I'll use medicine to solve it.
I walked carefully along the wall.
As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw a lot of blood on the ground. Shao Yu, Tian Ming, Zhang Liang, Shi Lan and others were all there, as well as those Confucian disciples who were good at martial arts like Zi Mu. They all had many wounds on their hands.
"Who are you?" Zhang Liang looked at me, his eyes very wary. An unknown person came here, and he didn't cause coma. Who could this person be?
I didn't say anything, but turned over the hand of Zimu who was closest to me. Sure enough, there was a black line on it, and it had already reached the shoulder. If I didn't save him, something would happen even if the illusion didn't appear, and he would commit suicide. This is a
It's a very troublesome question. I don't know if I have the ability to do voodoo. Maybe I just have to give it a try.
I clicked on one of Zimu's pain points, and he suddenly woke up. Then I quickly clicked on the pain points of everyone here. Now I'm going to get some medicine, maybe I can succeed.
I turned around and left the lobby, then walked into the pharmacy very carefully and took out some medicinal materials. Fortunately, nothing happened here, and then I devoted myself to making the antidote.
"Who is this person?" Xunzi felt that the person just now was really strange, and his back looked familiar. "This? I think so too." Yan Lu touched his chin, he looked really familiar.
"He looks very similar to a person." Zhang Liang thought of that person who once put on white clothes would turn into a pure and pure person like a white lotus, and his back was also very similar.
"Then where did he go?" Tianming was very depressed. This man seemed to have no malicious intent, but why did he leave? Didn't he save us? "It depends on the situation." Zhang Liang thought carefully, maybe he was trying to find a way
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I was holding a big bucket in my hand, which was full of the medicine I had just boiled. It smelled a bit bad, very pungent, and it tasted even worse when I drank it. I couldn't help it, the good medicine tasted bitter.
This bucket is really heavy. I tried my best to get it to the lobby.