Weird

"What is this for?" Bai Junjun was curious.

The yamen runner who was in charge of leading the way said, "This is the wizard who has put out witch medicine to treat everyone."

"?" Bai Junjun widened his eyes. He really gained insight. He actually had such a treatment method?

It is said that atomization treatment was invented in the later stages of human civilization. Could this be the ancestor of atomization treatment?

Bai Junjun was about to study what was in the fog carefully, but suddenly, a face towel wrapped around her face.

Bai Junjun turned around slightly and saw Li Wenli tying her mask.

"This wizard might have put a gun in the fog, be careful."

Li Wenli quickly tied her face towel with her fingers flying.

At that time, Bai Sasa and the others were also masking each other.

Bai Junjun glanced at everyone, touched the mask on his face silently, and pressed down the throbbing in his heart.

Ningxian County is not big, and it is not far from the city gate to the county government.

But there is a high platform at the county government office. On the platform, a cloaked man chanted something strange incantation toward the black pot.

The fog lingering in Ning County was the fog that spread out.

Under the platform, many people were lying in a row, with several Eight Immortal Chairs at the front, and there were people sitting on them.

Bai Junjun squinted his eyes for a while and saw that one of the Eight Immortal Chairs was like a man wearing a seventh-rank official robe.

Bai Junjun is not unfamiliar with this dress.

There is also a fat ball in Dai County who wears it all day long and sways everywhere.

But the county magistrate here is different from the fat ball. His cheeks are sunken and his face is sick, and there is a suspicious erythema on his hands in his sleeves.

Next to him were a few big masters dressed in wealthy clothes. Those people were also sick, and some had red spots on their arms, but also on their faces.

In addition to these high stools, behind them was a series of ordinary people. Those who were more particular brought small stools and sat directly on the ground without being particular.

People also have big and small erythema on their bodies, light and severe.

"Our county magistrate is ahead." The yamen runner who guarded the city pointed to the county magistrate, and then bowed, "Everyone is here to wait, I will report it for you."

"I'm sorry, Dutou." Afu said as he secretly stuffed a wallet to Dutou.

The yamen runner silently took it off, nodded to everyone and walked forward.

Just as the yamen runners were talking to the county magistrate.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the alley and rushed directly to the old monk who was driving.

The old monk was startled and almost pulled out his sword.

But the next second the figure that rushed over was pressed down by the few people who appeared behind him.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a teenager who suddenly rushed over, and then appeared and held him down, probably his family.

The young man's family said to the old monk with apologetic look: "I'm sorry, little brother, I'm worried you when my brother is sick."

As he said that, he wanted to take the kid back.

I saw that the boy had red eyes and faint red marks on his face. He seemed very uncomfortable and very manic.

And his family just took him away helplessly, and there was no trace of disgust except helplessness in every move.

However, their movements still alarmed the platform.

The person responsible for maintaining discipline was indifferent to the three extra carriages, but when he saw these people appear, he immediately raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "Bold! You dare to show up here, don't blame us for being ruthless if you don't leave!"

As he said that, he had to take the big board and drive it forward.

?          ? Today I have been updated with eighth! I am very diligent!

? have a good weekend!

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!