The afternoon sun shone into the car through the gaps in the wooden boards of the car. The air was so hot that it made people sleepy. There were still whispers from people outside the car, and occasionally there were a few exclamations.

Wei En was sitting in the carriage with a box of ordinary marching powder in front of him. This is a necessary medicine for long-distance travel. Its main function is to prevent heatstroke and motion sickness. Regarding the Black Death, his memory fragments seem to have an impression of it.

This is a disease that spreads very quickly and has a very high mortality rate. Wei En is not a doctor. He does not know the pathology and cause of the Black Death, but he feels that he can use his ability to eliminate the raging of germs in the human body.

The ancient sheepskin scrolls happened to record a spell related to this - the light of purification.

Outside the car, everyone was still chattering around Vincent. Mr. Xiao and Max stood not far away, waiting quietly. Mr. Xiao suddenly said: "Max, what do you think of Wei En?"

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Max thought about it and said slowly: "Although Wei'en is young, his thoughts are unique and his conscience is still there, making him unpredictable."

"Well, I think this man has many secrets and is an intriguing guy."

Max said: "Judging from what just happened, he was able to make use of the available resources around him, adapt to the situation, and do things in an eclectic way. Given his age, it is very rare."

Mr. Xiao lowered his head and thought for a long time, then asked: "Could it be that he is really a saint?"

Max shook his head and said: "No one knows what a saint is like, but one thing is certain. Even a saint is not born omnipotent. He must go through countless ups and downs before he can achieve great results.

A wonderful day.”

Mr. Xiao nodded and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Max said: "I hope his casting goes smoothly this time and there are no accidents."

"No." Mr. Xiao was surprised: "Looking at the way he looked just now, he seemed very relaxed."

"I hope so." Max sighed and turned his eyes to the car: "After all, he is still too young. It may not be that simple to cast spells continuously within a few days. You must know that curses are not ordinary magic. Not only does it consume a lot of money when casting spells,

energy, and once the spirit is low and the spell fails, the power of the curse is likely to backfire on the body, causing the caster to be seriously injured. Or even lose his life. "

Max was right. The first official spell cast on Ruola a few days ago almost exhausted Wei En's energy. Although he had replenished some of his body's strength through rest in the past few days, he still couldn't cast the spell again.

There was a feeling of inadequacy.

The ignorant are fearless. If Wei En knew that the spell failed and the curse came back, would he still persist?

Wei En sat where he was, and a whole moment passed, but he was still adjusting his breathing without moving at all. He knew in his heart that the light of purification was already an intermediate spell, which was really difficult for him, a newcomer.

However, as Vincent said, when you have power, you must also bear corresponding responsibilities. Time waits for no one. For the Black Death, the evil of the century, if relevant countermeasures can be found earlier, no one knows how much can be regained.

Innocent lives.

Taking a deep breath, Wei En began to chant the mantra:

The interweaving of blessings and prayers weaves the web of time.

The fruits of antiquity contain the seeds of doubt,

Greed has destroyed faith, and piety has turned into rebellion.

The black harp sings in the wind,

remorse!

Only persistence,

Only in this way can we get rid of the erosion of desire.

The alternation of the sun and the moon brings together the long river of history.

The luster of wealth hides the fangs of jealousy,

Luxury fades life, and the pure brilliance is gone forever,

The blue stars shine in the sky

cry!

Only repentance,

Only then can we correct the mistakes of the past.

The interaction of dedication and sacrifice leads to the evergreenness of the earth.

In the flowery smile, the promise was forgotten,

Selfishness deteriorates feelings and floods flood the world of famine.

The last lonely boat shuttled through the wind and rain,

anger!

Only sincerity,

Only then can you sleep peacefully in the ferocious midnight of hundreds of ghosts.

Before he finished reciting the spell, Wei En's back was soaked with sweat. He suddenly realized that he was at the end of his strength and no longer had the energy to complete the last part. However, the power in his body had been mobilized. When he had no energy

When under control, this power is like an unbridled wild horse, racing wildly in the body without any rules. Just like a person pushing a rolling stone up a mountain, when he is exhausted and unable to do anything, he realizes in horror that a

Logically speaking, a rolling stone will not stay on the hillside. It will either go up or roll over the body of the person pushing the stone and roll down the mountain.

Wei En's breathing and heartbeat were as fast as the drums on the battlefield, and his heart was about to burst out of his chest. The huge energy quickly approached the limit of what his body could bear. Death had already begun to make his eyes black.

At this moment, a voice came slowly, as far away as on the other side of the clouds and the sea, but as clear as if it was right next to my ears:

O endless river of life,

Please answer my call.

With your flawless torrents,

Let death and aging bloom like a baby again.

Purify!

In the name of light,

Drive away your evil!

Give you joy!

An incomparable energy came out from the cross on his chest with the sound, and quickly spread to his body, nerves and brain. Wei En felt refreshed, as if a dying desert traveler had received a bowl of refreshing food.

The sweet spring. He raised his hand tremblingly and covered it with the medicinal powder. The light in the box suddenly became brighter, like a bright light on the dark night road.

After a long time, Wei En took a long breath, moved his hand away from the medicine box, and leaned against the car wall. Wiping the sweat on his forehead, he carefully recalled the scene just now.

Only then did he understand the danger of the curse backlashing. He secretly thought of luck and said to the air: "Thank you."

The carriage was quiet, and Wei En's thanks were not answered. The cold voice disappeared as silently as it had appeared. Wei En sighed and focused his eyes on the medicinal powder that had just received the curse.

Except for the color, the medicine powder has not changed much. Wei En thought to himself, he almost lost his life, and he didn't know if the new medicine tube would work. If it didn't work, it would really cost his wife and his army.

"Forgive my wife, whose wife is it?" Wei En muttered in his heart, stood up and opened the car curtain. It was already dark outside, and under a sycamore tree not far away, Vincent was leaning on the trunk of the tree, watching quietly.

With a smile, Wei En felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Vincent took the medicine box. Carmen, Ruola, Mr. Xiao and others also came after hearing the news. Everyone looked at the crystal white medicine powder carefully. After a long time, Vincent suddenly said: "Wei'en, what do I think about this medicine?"

The march is over, but the color is not right."

Wei En chuckled: "Everyone, this is my family's ancestral secret recipe, and its name is..." He thought about it for a moment: "It's called Yunnan Baiyao."

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When everyone left the motorcade, Carmen wanted to take care of Fanny, but Ruola insisted on going with her. Seeing her resolute look, everyone had no objection. On the way, Mr. Xiao asked: "Wei En, the spell casting went smoothly."

Wei En thought of the dangerous situation just now and said with lingering fear: "It's okay, it's okay."

"I see that you are in good condition now. You seem to be more energetic than before you cast the spell. Can you tell me why?"

Wei En knew very well that the mysterious energy not only helped him complete the curse, but also left part of it in his body, benefiting him a lot now. Alas, although his own strength is the same as others',

Zong, but in terms of refinement and strength, there is a huge difference.

Mr. Xiao saw that Wei En was deep in thought and did not answer for a long time, so he had to say: "Isn't it convenient for you to answer? Then forget it."

Wei En reacted and hurriedly said: "It's not that it's inconvenient, but I don't know why. Maybe it's because the more spells you cast, the more experience you have, and the less effort you have." Wei En didn't want to lie, but he couldn't tell anyone.

To tell the truth about Mr. Xiao, I can only find an excuse to explain it away.

Mr. Xiao glanced at him suspiciously, stopped talking, whipped his horse whip hard, and ran forward.

After entering the town, the priest soon appeared in front of everyone and said, "Did you bring the medicine? Why did it take so long?"

"I had to prepare the medicine immediately, so it took me a while, I'm sorry." Wei En replied.

The priest nodded and stopped complaining. The special medicine that can cure black disease will naturally take some time. He then said: "I have already released the man from the branding post, and he is now tied up in a separate room.

In the house, you come with me."

Everyone came to a small room, which was lit with candles. Looking from the window, the man was tied to a chair with his hands and legs, his head hanging down, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. The priest said:

"I won't go in. You should be careful not to pass it on to him."

Wei En thanked him, and then said to everyone: "I can go in alone, you can wait for news outside."

"I'll go with you so we can take care of each other." Vincent said without hesitation.

Mr. Xiao hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go too, Max. You'll stay guard outside."

"How can that be done? If madam knows, where will I put my old face? Although the Black Death is vicious, it will be fine if you don't have physical contact with the patient." Max smiled.

When Ruola saw that everyone was entering the house, he naturally would not stay alone. The priest saw everyone filing into the house and asked in confusion: "A group of warriors, or a group of lunatics?"

When the man heard the footsteps, he looked up and saw that it was the stranger who had stopped the burning during the day. Two glimmers of hope burst out from his already dull eyes, and his chapped lips wriggled, but he could not say anything.

After speaking, Wei En poured a cup of hot water, picked up a full spoonful of medicinal powder, and walked in front of him. Vincent came to his side and concentrated on preventing any accidents.

Compared with the daytime, there were many more dark spots on the man's neck and face. They were dotted here and there, which was shocking. When he saw Wei En approaching, he forced himself to raise his head and made an expression that looked like crying or laughing.

Wei En said seriously: "Friend, your body has been infected with black disease. If my medicine is effective, you can still live; if it is not effective, then I'm sorry, but you will be called by the Lord."

The man's eyes struggled, and he finally uttered two words hoarsely: "Thank you... thank you..."

Wei En nodded, carefully put the spoon into his mouth, fed him some water, then took a few steps back, raised the candle, and carefully observed his reaction.

The man's head hung on his chest again, and for a long time, there was no reaction at all. Wei En sighed, turned around and looked at everyone, and everyone's face showed the same expression: regret and regret."

Wenset walked up to him, hugged his shoulders, and said, "Brother, don't be sad, you've done your best."

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Chapter completed!