Li Jinhua nodded slightly when he heard this and said immediately.
"It shouldn't be the whole Qingshan area, right? Do you know what exactly it is?"
Sun Hao asked.
"The news I just heard is not very accurate, but I heard the three words Longquan Village."
Li Jinhua frowned immediately when he saw this, and then spoke.
"Longquan Village."
Sun Hao's body suddenly tensed up, and his expression became extremely anxious.
Longquan Village seems to be where the good brother Flounder is?
A serious plague occurred in that place?
Then, wouldn't the Flounder brothers and Flounder's family be...
Sun Hao thought of this and rushed out immediately. He immediately found Flounder's phone number from his address book and called him.
"Sorry, the number you are dialing cannot be connected right now..."
Still no way to get through!
Fight again!
"I'm so sorry..."
A layer of fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Sun Hao's forehead. At this time, his anxious mood turned into extremely panic.
That's his brother, a good brother who has been through life and death!
No matter what happens, nothing will happen!
"Flounder, hold on. Did you hear me? You must hold on for me and wait for me to save you."
"No matter what, you must hold on."
Finding that no matter how hard he tried to call, he couldn't get through, Sun Hao took a deep breath, suppressed the panic deep in his heart, raised his head and looked at the sky, and then started yelling.
In the Shennong Temple, the heads of the major families on the square were gathered together at this time.
They put all the previous conflicts and disputes behind their minds, and everyone was discussing the plague situation in Qingshan at this time.
At this time, everyone no longer pays attention to the grievances and grievances of the nine major traditional Chinese medicine families and the Sun family.
Compared with the lives of ordinary people infected by the plague, the grudges and grudges between families are actually nothing.
Everyone present is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine.
Most of them have the benevolence of doctors. For people like them, patients are the most important.
Of course, the people here include Sun Hao.
It can even be said that Sun Hao is the person who cares most about the situation in the plague frontline area, because where the plague was discovered, there are comrades and good brothers he cares about most.
That sincere feeling cannot be stopped even by the plague.
Because the situation is very urgent now, everyone can only make do with it. As doctors, we have the obligation to treat patients, and only we can lead people to defeat the disease."
Everyone stood aside.
Five masters of traditional Chinese medicine stood in front of everyone.
"There is no difference in status between us now. We are comrades on the same line. Let's discuss together to see how to better rescue ordinary people." Li Jinhua said after hearing this.
After the voice fell, everyone immediately began to discuss.
"Click..."
Just when everyone was busy discussing important matters, a cracking sound suddenly sounded. Everyone heard such a sound suddenly, but everyone actually didn't pay attention to it.
"Boom!"
"bump!"
Not long after, there was a sound of a heavy object falling on the ground. Everyone turned their heads and looked over when they heard the sound.
Sun Hao also turned his head and looked over at this time.
Looking at it, I realized that the place where the sound came from was the wall of the outer temple, where he had punched just now.
The walls that were originally painted bright red now have a layer of lime powder about as thick as a fingernail.
It happened to be this layer that cracked and fell to the ground.
The lime powder layer cracked, revealing a blue wall.
This blue wall is all made of blue bricks. I guess even if it goes through the baptism of time, you don't have to worry about it changing color.
"What exactly is this?"
A surprised voice rang out.
Sun Hao's eyes widened when he saw this.
The blue brick wall and the real Shennong Temple are both built using the same material, so they should be products of the same era.
"Is it possible that this layer of limestone was added later?"
Sun Hao had a puzzled expression on his face when he saw this, which meant that the era of that wall was actually the era when the Shennong Temple was established.
"There seems to be writing on the wall."
Just when Sun Hao lowered his head to think, the cracks on the wall were getting bigger and bigger, and more and more of the wall was exposed.
When finally, the entire wall was exposed in front of everyone, a person suddenly pointed at the wall and immediately shouted loudly.
Sun Hao looked at the wall with surprised eyes.
I saw that on the cyan wall, there was indeed a dense line of words.
These words appear purple, and they should have been written on some metal after melting it into liquid.
With confusion on his face, Sun Hao began to read the words on the wall.
At about this time, there were two people somewhere outside the square. You looked at me and I looked at you, and you couldn't help laughing.
One of them is Sun Hao's master Wen Lao.
The other one is the host of Shennong Temple.
"You asked my apprentice to punch you here just to wait for this important moment?"
Mr. Wen looked at the host of Shennong Temple and asked this question.
"Hehe, I knew there was no way this matter could escape the eyes of seniors."
The host of Shennong Temple said with a smile.
"I know everything that happened inside the Shennong Temple. Even if a fallen leaf falls somewhere, there is no way to escape my eyes."
Mr. Wen stood up with his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"Of course I have no doubts about senior's strength."
The host of Shennong Temple nodded slightly when he heard this.
He found that he still underestimated Mr. Wen in front of him. She originally thought that he should have seen through Mr. Wen, but when Mr. Wen immediately stood next to him, he found that he could not see anything clearly in front of him.
"Why did you ask my apprentice to slap a circle on the wall?"
When Mr. Wen heard this, he nodded slightly, turned his head and looked at the writing on the wall and asked.
The host of Shennong Temple looked at the crowd of people below and explained with a smile: "This thing was left by my ancestor Sun Simiao. Today the time is right and it is time to bring it back to the world."
"Um."
When Mr. Wen heard this, he nodded slightly.
"This thing is also a good thing for the Chinese medicine community."
Speaking of this, Mr. Wen paused for a while, then started to speak again, "But this is not necessarily the case in today's martial arts world."
When the host of Shennong Temple heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Then he turned around and looked inside the venue.