The child next to him, about ten years old, stood on tiptoes and whispered in the old man's ear. The old man suddenly raised his head. After seeing the people in the corridor clearly, a glimmer of hope flashed in his old eyes. He raised his bamboo stick and sped up.
footsteps, walking towards them.
"Uh...what are you doing? What do so many people want to do when they come to someone's house early in the morning? Robbery? Let me be clear first, we don't have any money." Seeming that dozens of them were approaching menacingly, Shi Ming's feet went weak and he supported Mu.
On the side of Zi Li's shoulder, he waved his sleeves and pointed, pretending to be calm.
Seeing that the crowd had arrived, a long corridor was packed with people. Mu Zili and Xi Meng unconsciously stepped back and forth, but these people still had no intention of giving up. They followed their footsteps until they exited the corridor.
After arriving in the courtyard, they dispersed a little.
I saw the leader of the old man leaning down tremblingly, bending his knees, and actually knelt down and kowtowed. His old and dry voice sounded like weeping, "Please help me, God, to save my whole village!"
This kneeling movement really surprised Simeng and Mu Zili. It must be their appearance that caused these mortals to misunderstand again.
The two of them stepped forward at the same time and reached out to help the old man up. Shi Meng was impatient and had already asked: "Old man, we are not immortals. If you have something to do, just tell us. If we can help, we brothers and sisters will definitely not refuse!"
Mu Zili also nodded, "That's right. If you have any difficulties, just say so. There's no need for that."
When those people heard that they were willing to lend a helping hand, they all looked bitter at first, but now they all laughed with tears in their eyes and knelt down to thank the Prime Minister.
"Old Xu Xingbang, the head of Xujia Village on the outskirts of Changzhou, these are the surviving villagers of my Xujia Village." The old man who called himself Xu Xingbang raised his calloused hands and trembled slightly to Mu Zili and saluted, and slowly told them about their misfortune.
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According to Xu Xingbang, Xujia Village is located in the central part of Yun State and is under the jurisdiction of Changzhou. The villagers have made a living by farming for generations, and occasionally raise some livestock to supplement the household income. Although they are not rich, food and clothing are not a problem. But it was originally peaceful and peaceful.
However, their lives were completely changed by an unexpected incident in Wujia Village next door. Hundreds of people were killed and their families were also forced to leave their hometowns.
The cause was that all the poultry raised by the villagers in Wujiacun suddenly died of a strange disease overnight. The villagers did not know what was going on and thought they had offended the gods.
He sacrificed the blood of nine cattle and sheep to heaven to pray for the safety of humans and animals.
But the blood sacrifice in Wujia Village had not yet begun. Similar situations occurred in Xujia Village and other villages within a radius of dozens of miles. People were panicked for a while. In just one day, many villagers suddenly died of acute illnesses. The doctor in the village only
The symptoms of Tao were similar to those of ordinary wind-cold, but the symptoms were not improved at all by applying medicine according to the wind-cold, and in the end, there was nothing we could do.
Afterwards, the incident alarmed the Changzhou Prefecture. The magistrate concluded that it was a plague and slaughtered all the poultry in and outside the city. He also burned ten villages including Wujiacun, which was the first to be affected, to the ground, but turned a blind eye to the surviving villagers, who no longer had a safe place to live.
He had no choice but to move away from home.
In this way, Xu Xingbang led the surviving villagers all the way south to beg for a living. He originally thought that by staying away from home, he would be away from the plague, but the plague followed them all the way.
Wherever they went, similar situations occurred in many villages, so their team grew stronger and stronger. Now, in addition to the people in this courtyard, there are still hundreds of people outside Wuzhai who continue to have high fevers and coughs, and they are in danger.
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In the early morning, when the fog lifted and the house was revealed, Xu Xingbang led the people in with a glimmer of hope.
Mu Zili saw that his breath was uneven and intermittent when he spoke, and he couldn't help but feel sad. He stretched out his hand to hold his pulse and gave him a slight breath of spiritual power.
Xu Xingbang felt a sudden warmth in his heart. His face was slightly rosier than before, and his breathing was much smoother. He looked at the man in green clothes in front of him with joy, and saw that his long hair was loosely brushed behind his shoulders.
His face is like fine jade, his eyebrows are sharp and his eyes are like phoenixes, his eyes are like black ink, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, his spirit is like water, and his appearance is like an immortal.
"Thank you, Immortal! I also hope that the Immortal will lend a helping hand and find a way for these poor people to survive!" As Xu Xingbang spoke, his legs knelt down and he kowtowed.
Si Meng, who was silent on the side, was thinking secretly in his heart that the plague they were talking about was quite similar to the modern bird flu. But bird flu is a disease that makes the modern medical elites worried. Where can they find this cure and save lives now?
What's the best remedy?
The people in front of me were all pale and sickly, and they were probably infected with the disease without even knowing it.
Now, let's tidy up the garden first and give them a place to rest.
"Old man, don't worry. I will do my best on this matter."
Mu Zili helped Xu Xingbang and sat down against the railing. The child beside him stared blankly at the wood spirit with his big black eyes. The corners of his lips closed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.
, just holding Xu Xingbang's clothes tightly and sitting quietly.
After everyone in the garden was settled, Mu Zili took all the seriously ill people outside the garden into the garden to rest.
In order to prevent people from being infected with each other, Simeng suggested that people with severe symptoms be placed in the outer hospital, and those with mild symptoms should follow her to the inner hospital to rest.
Several people who were seriously ill were on their deathbed, so Mu Zili had no choice but to take the risk and save some spiritual energy for them to survive. However, this method could only be delayed for a while and was not a long-term method.