Inside the palace.

The crowd gradually dispersed, first the outsiders and then the witches.

In the end, only the priest wearing a straw crown was left standing under the altar.

He looked back at the wizard behind the curtain, and felt that something was different about him.

It even feels.

The figure sitting on it was no longer the figure he was familiar with, but the ethereal god.

He didn't ask what was different, nor how the witches communicated with the gods, or how they obtained the elixirs, prescriptions and decrees. He just said nothing.

He just stretched out his withered and old hands from under his white linen clothes, kowtowed respectfully, and then prepared to leave.

But the wizard suddenly asked him: "You don't want to ask me?"

The sacrificial witch lowered his head and did not look at the divine witch: "I shouldn't ask any more questions."

The wizard didn't understand: "Why?"

In the past, people who offered sacrifices to witches would ask questions, and sometimes they would be harsh.

Especially when the divine witch makes some actions and behaviors that are not in line with the status of the Yunzhongjun divine witch, he will say very harsh words of criticism in a respectful manner.

At this time, the witches and wizards will be particularly panicked, just like when they were children.

In other words, the witch's rigid attitude of framing herself was formed little by little under the harshness of the witch sacrifice, even though she had grown up.

But at this moment, the priest said:

"Because you are already a true wizard."

The old witch raised his head, and the look in his eyes completely changed.

No matter how respectfully he worshiped the witch before, he always looked closely at the witch in front of him, not allowing her to break away from the rules and regulations that represented Yun Zhongjun.

He is like a craftsman, shaping the other person into a statue of god.

At this moment, when the old sacrificial witch looked at the divine witch, he was already looking at an ancient god who was transcendent from the mortal world, flying in the sky above the sea of ​​clouds.

In his eyes, the immortal ancient god truly descended into the statue he created, so the statue no longer needed his shaping. Every move he made was already in the mold of the ancient Yun Zhongjun.

Witch Sacrifice: "You are no longer you, you have crossed the boundary between mortals and gods. You are the spiritual son of Lord Yun Zhong, the witch chosen by Lord Yun Zhong himself."

"I can teach a common man, but I cannot instruct a real half-god and half-witch."

There was silence for a long while.

Wizard: "I finally understand how to be a wizard."

Ji Wu: "Yes."

Wizard: "I will become a real wizard."

Ji Wu: "Of course!"

The sacrificial witch finally left, and the witches on both sides followed the conversation just now and couldn't help but take two steps away from the witch, as if they didn't dare to look directly at her.

The witch was sitting on the altar, and the white curtain brushed her sleeves. At this moment, she thought of the scene last night and what Yun Zhongjun said.

Drunkness seems to have returned to my heart, and my memories are like pursuing them in a dream.

"I am Yun Zhongjun, but I won't appear in front of most people."

"And every move you make represents me, the words you say represent me, your good and evil, your preferences, your compassion and conscience, are all me in the eyes of everyone else."

She recalled Yun Zhongjun's every move as if in a dream, and also imitated his every move.

Yun Zhongjun asked her to be the external Yun Zhongjun for her, to be a "good-looking" Yun Zhongjun, but she felt that nothing could be more "good-looking" than the Yun Zhongjun in her dream.

Only by becoming the Yun Zhongjun in the dream can Yun Zhongjun become a perfect ancient god without any flaws.

From now on, witch sacrifice will no longer be a bondage for her.

But there seemed to be something else that framed her, something that seemed to come from others, but mostly from herself.

——

The county seat of Xihe County.

More and more people are found to be infected with the disease, but everyone is no longer helpless.

The government office opened another courtyard next to the courtyard that concentrated on treating people possessed by epidemic demons, which was used solely to treat illnesses and save people.

At this moment, Taoist Yin Yang in the courtyard is leading a group of Taoists, and the doctor is brewing Qugui Powder.

The hot water in the yard was boiling, and everyone around them covered their mouths and noses, saying that it was to prevent the plague ghosts from getting in through their mouths and noses. The clothes they changed were boiled in a large pot, saying that this was how to get rid of dirt.

"Be careful."

"When boiling medicine, pay attention to the heat, don't make a mistake."

"Your approach is wrong..."

In the courtyard on the other side, the patient was lying on the mat groaning. At this moment, he finally had someone to take care of him, and he no longer lay there waiting to die.

"Attention, all garbage is buried."

"Cover your mouth and nose."

"After you go out, you have to wash your clothes and cook your clothes."

"..."

The county magistrate closed down several pharmacies in the city and collected all the usable medicinal materials. If there were not enough, he would send hunters, firewood collectors, and medicinal collectors from the mountains to find them.

Day by day, the plague brought by the plague ghost was gradually brought under control, and the first group of people even began to gradually improve, and some people began to walk out of the yard alive.

When people outside see their husbands or wives and children coming out, they immediately scream or cry.

However, the vitality drained away by the "epidemic ghost" will not be restored for a while, and illnesses come and go like a thread.

But at least in the past two days, there have been no newly discovered people possessed by the plague ghost.

Jia Gui's mansion.

Jia Gui's wife was lying on the bed with her children surrounding her. She looked much better, at least not as weak as before.

Jia Gui: "How is it?"

Wife: "It should be nothing serious."

Jia's young man: "This is the elixir that my grandfather asked the gods for. He also asked for the elixir prescription and saved countless lives."

The lady smiled: "Your grandfather has great kindness and great merits."

Jia Gui smiled and said nothing.

Jia Gui looked at the jade-like box on the side again, and quickly warned.

"This is the elixir given by the gods. Keep it well. You will definitely be able to use it in the future."

However, although Xihe County is under control, Xihe County is the county where the plague is the least severe. Several other surrounding counties, especially Jingu County, are now experiencing particularly severe outbreaks.

After Jia Gui came out of the house, he immediately went to see the Yin Yang Taoist. After discussing with him, the Taoist went back to find Taoists Ao and He.

Taoist Yin Yang: "You two should prepare immediately, select some people, and bring all the things Qu Gui San needs."

Ao Taoist: "What is this?"

Taoist Yin-Yang: "The plague ghosts are currently causing more serious troubles in several other counties. County Jia asked us to take people there as well. This is a rare opportunity. You two must seize it."

Taoist Aohe and his Taoist boys set out for other counties, preparing to completely quell this sudden plague of ghosts.

The euphemistic name is catching epidemic ghosts.

And it can be expected that after this incident, Yun Zhendao also became famous for catching epidemic ghosts.

Not only in Xihe County, the reputation has also begun to spread in several nearby counties.

Not to mention other counties, the same is true for Xihe County at the moment.

"The Taoist priests of Yun Zhen Tao are very powerful."

"They have captured so many plague ghosts and taken them cleanly."

"Yunzhen Taoism has its true way. I heard that the Taoists on the mountain have received the magic from the gods."

"That's not the case."

——

However, just when everything was getting better, Xihe County was even able to free up its hands to help other counties catch the epidemic ghosts.

Jia Gui was in a good mood and was sitting peacefully in the county office drinking tea.

suddenly.

Liu Hu, the chief of staff, suddenly broke in and said to Jia Gui, sweating profusely.

"It's not good, County Lord."

Jia Gui put down the teacup and stood up quickly.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Hu, the leader of the army, said: "Suddenly, there were many people possessed by plague ghosts in the west of the city. Not only that, but also in several villages in the county."

Jia Gui didn't understand: "Didn't you say that everything was under control? How could it suddenly turn bad?"

How could Liu Hu tell a reason: "This, how can I know this? County Lord, please make up your mind quickly?"

Jia Gui immediately took Liu Hu to find Yin Yang Taoist: "Brother Lu, what on earth is going on here."

The old Taoist Yin and Yang was also confused: "What's going on? How come there are so many more of them suddenly?"

After some investigation, Jia Gui and others also discovered that these people possessed by the epidemic ghost were different from before. They all appeared in groups instead of passing from person to person one after another.

And it has no source at all. It suddenly broke out in a certain place.

In the lobby of the county office.

Jia Gui already sensed something was wrong, but he didn't say anything first, instead he looked at Yin Yang Taoist.

Old Taoist Yin and Yang also understood, so he spoke.

"I thought it was a little strange before. This plague ghost usually doesn't appear in large numbers until summer and autumn."

"But this year, they appeared in groups during the spring equinox. There is something wrong."

"Is there any other problem behind this?"
Chapter completed!