Volume II Chang'an Chaos Chapter 87 The Strange Disease of a Small Village
Beside a well, several women fetching water gathered together, not caring about the buckets floating in the well, whispering, and looking under the wine shed not far away from time to time. Occasionally, roaring laughter broke out, and they were soon stopped by them again.
He pressed it down. He quietly glanced over there and saw that the two people didn't notice him. He patted his plump chest with peace of mind and then scolded the slutty companion next to him.
Two horses were tied to the wooden posts of the wine shed, with their heads lowered and docilely eating the weeds next to them. Two handsome young men were sitting at the wine table, both drinking wine with depressed expressions on their faces.
"Say Bai Mumu, those elder sisters have been looking at you for a long time, so just go over and have a chat."
"Why don't you go."
"It's not me they're looking at."
"Brother Li, your skin is no worse than mine."
"Skin? Can you talk?"
"I think looks have no meaning, looks age easily, and time flies by. Only swordsmanship is the true meaning of my pursuit."
"It's okay for my brother, so do it!"
"Dry!"
The two of them drank the wine in one gulp, and the landlady came over at the right time to refill it.
It can't be said that it was just the right time. The boss lady with her proud breasts had been hanging around them for an hour. She swung her big butt and walked over, then walked over and wiped the table next to them no less than twenty times.
I don’t know what dirty things are worth the boss lady doing.
Seeing the proprietress walking over and wiping the table diligently, her plump breasts were squeezed into two round cakes on the table, Li Xin'an was secretly speechless and thought to herself, Amitabha, Master Duyan, save me.
"The osmanthus wine in this village is really good. I didn't expect that there is such a good wine in the mountains. It seems that I didn't know how much good wine I missed before. It's a pity, it's a pity..." Murong Bai opened the wine jar and sighed.
"There is more than just fine wine in the mountains and wilderness."
"Brother Li, what did you say?" Murong Bai blinked, not hearing what Li Xin'an said clearly.
Seeing the landlady turn around, Li Xin'an moved her eyes to the wine without leaving any trace, and coughed: "It's nothing."
Filling the wine bowl, Li Xin'an raised his head and poured it into his throat, smiling and saying: "It doesn't matter if I missed good wine in the past. If I go to the world with me again, won't I have everything?"
"Brother Li, you also want to travel around the world?" Murong Bai was a little surprised.
"Of course. My master said that my talents are limited. If I don't have the opportunity, I may not be able to reach the first level in my life. Traveling around the world is what I must do."
Li Xin'an sighed, "His Highness doesn't need me now, and I think it will be like this for a long time. I think that when my injury is almost healed, I will take a leave of absence from His Highness."
"Have you figured out where to go?"
"No." Li Xin'an shook his head, "The road is at your feet, no matter where you go, you are not walking. But there are two places I must go to."
"where?"
"The Han family in Luoyang City, and the Mengjiazhuang in Shandong."
"Brother Li, did he have any contact with these two places? Or did he do it under the orders of his master?"
Li Xin'an rubbed the wine bowl and said, "Do you still remember that I told you that the two people I met were poisonous hosts?"
"Remember." Murong Bai nodded, "The host who was infected by the immortal poison fifty years ago?"
"Yes, he is from the Han family in Luoyang City. The other one, who uses the Bagua stick, should be a disciple of the Meng family village."
"No matter what, they will all die in my hands. I must go to these two places."
"I have never been to the Han family, but I am very familiar with Mengjiazhuang. My father used to eliminate thieves in Henan Province and took me to live in Mengjiazhuang for a while. Mr. Meng Dongting is a generous man, and everyone in the world admires him. I
I also made a special trip to visit Mengjiazhuang. Although the old man is in good health, for some reason, I feel that my energy is not as good as before."
"In recent years, many of the direct descendants of Mengjiazhuang have had nothing to do, and many of the new generation have abandoned martial arts. Disciples with foreign surnames have gradually become more and more powerful. Mr. Meng neither wants the power of Mengjiazhuang to fall into the hands of outsiders, nor can he bear to respond. Of course, his spirit
It’s not good.”
"Now that Mr. Meng is still alive, Mengjiazhuang is in peace, at least on the surface. But as soon as the old man returns to the west, Mengjiazhuang will have to change its name immediately."
Li Xin'an sighed: "It is not uncommon for apprentices to usurp the master's sect through the iteration of the world, and Mengjiazhuang cannot escape it."
"Actually, there's no need to be sentimental. Even if you change your last name, your skills will still be the same, and you'll still be the same people."
"Brother Li is right." Murong Bai raised the wine bowl, and Li Xin'an clinked glasses with him with a smile.
After another bowl of wine, Li Xin'an glanced sideways at Murong Bai's sword on the table and said with a smile:
"Why are you using a wooden sword?"
"Because...there are too many murders."
"Too much?" Li Xin'an was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Murong Bai meant.
He comforted: "It was a last resort. You are not to blame for the deaths of those people."
A bitter smile appeared on Murong Bai's face, "Five hundred and sixty-eight believers, one hundred and twelve people died. Although many were trampled to death, I remember all the people I killed."
"Brother Li, do you know how many people I have killed?"
"Fifty-four!"
"Forty-eight men, six women."
Murong Bai's body trembled slightly. He held down the hand holding the wine bowl, raised his head and poured the wine down his throat. A lot of it spilled on his collar, but he didn't care.
"Those believers are still being imprisoned. Their poisons cannot be discharged, and many of them have already died." Li Xin'an comforted, "Bai Mu, without you, they will only die more. You don't have to blame yourself.
.”
"I know." Murong Bai nodded heavily, "But this mental breakdown made me understand a lot of things."
"A sword is not a knife."
"The sword is a gentleman's sword, not a killing weapon. It is used to subjugate the world, not to shock people's hearts."
"It seems a little wrong to kill people with a sword."
"Swords include the sword of the emperor, the sword of the princes, and the sword of the rivers and lakes. The sword of the emperor shakes the world; the sword of the princes brings chaos to the swordsman; but only the sword of the rivers and lakes cannot make the world pure, and can only bleed five steps. Stained with blood,
It is my white rainbow, your phoenix cry, and it is the fate of all swords in the world."
"You and I have different understandings of swords." Murong Bai shook his head slightly, "I still think that the true meaning of swords is not killing, and neither is the sword of rivers and lakes. I plan to use this wooden sword to replace Feng Ming first, and see what happens in the end.
result."
"That's fine. Murong Bai who uses a wooden sword may become a legend in the world in the future." Li Xin'an raised the wine bowl and said with a smile:
"This way, when the people from Tianji Tower come to see me, I can still collect some money."
"No one dares to accept money from Tianji Tower." Murong Bai finished a bowl and said with a smile:
"The records of Jianghu in Tianji Tower are the history books of Jianghu, but they may not be as upright as the historians of the imperial court. Brother Li, you don't want the younger generations of Jianghu to see your name appear in the column of the big devil in a hundred years."
"I'm a killer, it's not an exaggeration to call me a big devil."
"oops!"
Suddenly there was a cry of surprise outside. Li Xin'an heard the sound and looked around, only to see the women gathered around the well fetching water in a panic.
"His sister-in-law, why were you so careless and broke the rope?"
"I don't know, this rope is too weak. Alas, when my man is awake, I ask him to take the time to tidy up the things at home. If something breaks, we are all women and none of us can repair it.
When I go to other villages, I have to be pointed out again. But he doesn't listen. He wakes up and has a meal, and becomes like that again. Alas, I can't let anyone live..."
As she spoke, the woman shed tears.
"Who isn't?" The women beside the well sighed one after another, complaining about their men.
Li Xin'an heard this strangely, what does "when a man is awake" mean?
The women suddenly started fighting, and one person joked: "His sister-in-law, it's not that the rope is not strong, it's because her heart is dishonest. She has been staring at her for so long, and she still hasn't asked her son to come over and help her fish out the bucket?"
"You naughty hooves, what are you talking about? I'm looking for a beating!"
Li Xin'an burst into laughter, watching the women struggling to get the buckets up, and gave him and Murong Bai a hard look, then reluctantly carried the buckets back to their respective homes.
"well?"
Li Xin'an frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.
He looked at the landlady who walked over and wiped the table again, and waved, "Mrs. boss, stop wiping."
"Sir, what are you doing?" The landlady came over with a smile and twisted her waist. Li Xin'an was frightened by the sight. There were two heavy objects on the top and bottom. Li Xin'an was afraid that she would break her waist.
The landlady sat down next to Murong Bai, smoothed her hair and said:
"No matter what you ask me to do, I will definitely do it."
Hoho... Li Xin'an held back her excitement, looked at Murong Bai moving his butt with a cold face, held back his smile, and said:
"Houselady, when I came here last time, I saw that the village was quite lively. Why is it that now it is full of women, old people and children, but not a single mature man?"
"Sir, please stop talking." The landlady sighed, leaned towards Murong Bai, and sighed:
"Our village has been possessed by evil."
"Evil in the village?" Li Xin'an was stunned. He had only heard of people being possessed by evil. How could there be an evil in the village?
"Isn't that so? About a year ago, the men suddenly got a strange disease and fell into coma during the day. Some fell to the ground while they were working, and some fell directly into the river!"
"A comatose person can't be woken up no matter how hard he screams. It's just like falling asleep. He can't cure him even if he calls for a doctor. The doctor says that sleeping is not a disease and there is no cure. Slowly, the village becomes like this.
Already."
Li Xin'an and Murong Bai looked at each other and felt something was wrong. Li Xin'an then asked, "Tell me, this disease makes people sleepy during the day, but what about at night?"
There was a trace of fear on the face of the landlady, "It's even more terrifying at night. They fall asleep during the day, and come out to sleepwalk at night, like lonely ghosts. They can't see the road, they just walk forward stupidly, and some of them go straight.
They hit the wall, and some of them went all the way to the cliff and fell off."
"The strange thing is that they came back on their own at dawn and continued to be unconscious. Several women in the village were frightened and went crazy."
"Now the village's work depends entirely on women."
"Isn't there an official report?"
"We have reported it to the official, and the government has also sent people to look at it. Again, let us find the doctor. If the doctor can't solve it, we can only keep delaying it like this."
"Fortunately, the men can't die. Every day at dusk, they wake up, have a simple meal, and then pass out again. They have to rely on women to take care of them."
"Strange... what kind of disease is this?" Li Xin'an murmured, "Bai Mumu, have you heard of it?"
Murong Bai shook his head, "Never heard of it."
"Madam boss, this disease only affects men? Um... men with a crown."
"Yes, only adult men, the elderly, children and women are not affected."
The proprietress burst into tears, "People outside say that the women in our village are unclean and bring bad luck to men. The girls who are waiting for marriage in the village cannot get married. I am a widow, and I have been a widow for almost ten years. It is not easy for me to fall in love with him."
I fell in love with a man, but because of this incident, he didn’t want me anymore, who should I ask to reason with..."
While crying, the landlady leaned her head against Murong Bai.
Murong Bai moved away expressionlessly, "Madam, please respect yourself."
The landlady wiped away her tears, glanced at Murong Bai with a resentful look, and said, "I am being rude, sir. Don't be offended."
As she said that, she turned her attention to Li Xin'an.
Li Xin'an twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking that she couldn't stand this sad young woman. If she was knocked down, Bai Mumu, don't tell anyone.
"Ahem... Boss lady, did this strange thing start a year ago?"
"almost."
"Did anything else happen in the village at that time, such as someone dying of illness, someone being wronged, or other people visiting the village?"
The landlady rolled her eyes and said, "Don't mention it, some people actually came here, they are caravans from the Western Regions."
Western Region?
Li Xin'an looked stern, already having some suspicions in his mind, and then asked:
"How long have they been in the village?"
"It didn't take long, just one night. Before I left, I said it was to repay the kindness of staying overnight. He said that since we were too far from the river and it was inconvenient to use water, he wanted to build a well for us."
"No wonder, I remember there wasn't even a single well in the village when I came here last time, but today I saw four or five along the way."
Li Xin'an asked: "Did he give the village money to find someone to repair it, or did they find someone to do it?"
"The person they were looking for."
"People from the Tang Dynasty or people from the Western Regions?"
"People of the Tang Dynasty, otherwise we wouldn't be at ease. Who dares to let their people take action and poison us?"
"Then don't you think that this disease was caused by their poison?" Li Xin'an laughed angrily.
"What?" The landlady opened her mouth wide and said in disbelief.
"Which side of the river is Shuijinglian?"
"Behind the west hill." The landlady pointed to him.
Li Xin'an took out a cart of broken silver and slapped it on the table, picked up the long sword and walked out.
Murong Bai followed immediately, and the landlady was shouting from behind. Without looking back, the two of them got on their horses and drove towards the west.
"Are there ghosts in those people from the Western Regions?"
"Yes, the strange behavior of the men in this village is inseparable from them."
"Did those illusionists do it?"
"I don't know yet. I haven't seen those men, so I can't tell whether it's an illusion or not."
"But no matter what, there is another big case in Chang'an!"