The bus drove for more than an hour and stopped when it reached the intersection into the village.
"What's wrong?" Yan Murong looked at Zhao Xi and asked in confusion.
"We can't get in," Zhao Xi said. "Kaoshan Village is surrounded by mountains. There is only one mountain road, and the mountain road is too narrow."
"What about the other medical staff?" Yan Murong asked in surprise.
"They are all in the open space at the entrance of the village." Zhao Xi said.
"Then how do we get in?" Yan Murong asked doubtfully.
Although he has never been to this mountain village, he has been to many such villages in the mountains with the old man before. It would take three or four hours just to walk - he is not afraid of walking. He is used to walking.
The question is what to do with other people? There are also old men in the Chinese medicine team who are over 50 years old. Let them walk on the mountain road for several hours. Let alone save others, you have to save them first.
"Of course we'll take a car." Zhao Xi pointed to the front with a smile. "That's right, let's go in by car."
Looking in the direction of Zhao Xi's finger, Yan Murong discovered that there were already seven or eight military off-road vehicles parked there.
Under Zhao Xi's arrangement, everyone got into off-road vehicles and drove on the narrow mountain road for more than an hour, until they arrived at the entrance of the village at noon.
Looking at the words "backing village" engraved on the khaki stone tablet standing at the entrance of the village, Yan Murong was a little confused - surrounded by mountains on all sides, how could this be a backing village?
The entrance to Kaoshan Village is quite spacious, with more than a dozen green military tents set up there, and from time to time you can see a few medical staff in white coats walking around.
At this time, bursts of noise came from the entrance of the village. Yan Murong looked around and found a group of villagers gathered around arguing with the soldiers standing guard.
Since the epidemic spread in the village, when they learned about the seriousness, they sent local troops to cordon off the entire village. No one in the village was allowed to go out, and some young people working outside were not allowed to enter.
"What's going on over there?" Yan Murong looked at Zhao Xi and asked.
"I don't know." Zhao Xi looked at it, frowned and said, then turned around and called a soldier and asked, "Xiao Li, what's going on?"
"Sir," Xiao Li said after saluting Zhao Xi. "The villagers are making trouble."
"What's the fuss about?" Zhao Xi asked with a puzzled look on his face. "Weren't you fine yesterday?"
"This-----" Xiao Li was hesitant and kept silent.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Zhao Xi asked with a cold face.
"Report." Seeing that Zhao Xi was about to get angry, Xiao Li quickly stood up and said, "Teacher, Wang Laixi died this morning."
"Dead?" Zhao Xi was stunned and asked. "What's going on?"
"The doctor said his condition has worsened," Xiao Li said.
"Wait a minute." Yan Murong suddenly interrupted and asked, "Is someone already dead?"
"Who are you?" Xiao Li looked at the group of people behind Zhao Xi and asked in confusion.
"They are all doctors from Yanjing. If they ask you, just tell them." Zhao Xi reprimanded in a deep voice.
"Yes." Xiao Li said quickly. "He was fine last night, but he suddenly died around six o'clock this morning. Now that the medical equipment is insufficient and he is worried about infection, he was cremated directly."
"The Wang Laixi you mentioned was the first to be infected?" Yan Murong asked with a frown.
"Yes."
Yan Murong was silent ----- It seems that this virus is still very destructive, and it can kill people in less than a week after infection.
"Then what are they making a fuss about?" Chen Hanqing also walked over and asked doubtfully. "With this level of illness, and the conditions not allowing it, cremation is the right thing. Don't these villagers know that if the body is left alone, there will be consequences?"
What's the harm?"
"It's not because of the cremation." Xiao Li said. As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and ran into a tent. When he came back, there was an eighteen to nineteen-year-old girl behind him.
The girl is not tall, only a little over 1.5 meters. Her waist-long black hair is tied into a big braid. She has a delicate appearance. Her face is shy like that of a mountain girl, but her eyes are watery.
His big eyes looked at Yan Murong and everyone showed a deep fear.
"What does this mean?" Zhao Xi asked doubtfully.
"Master, they are making trouble because of this girl." Xiao Li said angrily. "When they saw someone dead, they started to panic. Then some people said that they died of illness because they offended the mountain god, and then they started to panic.
If you want to sacrifice to the mountain god - this girl is the tribute."
"Sacrifice to the mountain god?" Zhao Xi was stunned and asked. "What do you mean? How to sacrifice?"
"Over there." Xiao Li pointed to a high stone wall not far from the village and said. "They want her to jump from there."
"What?" Zhao Xi suddenly yelled, "Sacrifice to the mountain god, burning incense is not enough, but let such a young girl jump into the abyss" - although the place below is not an abyss, but she will definitely die if she jumps.
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"Let's go and take a look." Zhao Xi looked at the villagers who were still arguing with the soldiers and said in a deep voice. "Xiao Li, please arrange for these experts to rest first."
"I'll go take a look too." After saying that, Yan Murong followed Zhao Xi, and Chen Hanqing also walked over. Liang Shaokun's two little eyes rolled around, but considering the inexplicable virus,
So powerful, I still gave up my plan to follow the past.
Who knows if any of those villagers are infected? What if they infect themselves?
"What's the fuss about, what's the fuss about?" Zhao Xi shouted at the top of his lungs as he saw villagers No. 30 and 40 arguing incessantly.
"Comrade leader." When a woman in her forties or fifties saw Zhao Xi, she ran over quickly, but was stopped by soldiers.
"What's going on?" Zhao Xi looked at the woman and asked.
"Comrade leader," the woman said while crying. "It's your uncle and my daughter. They want her to jump off the mountain to sacrifice to the mountain god."
"Mother Ximei, what are you doing? Why don't you help others and beg them? Do you just watch our whole village being killed by that terrible plague? This is because the mountain god is angry, do you know?
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The speaker was a man in his forties. He looked at the woman and shouted loudly. "Old Wangtou said that as long as the mountain god is well served, our village will be safe. Besides, your daughter is going to do it for the mountain god."
Wife, what else don’t you want to do?”
"Shut up." Zhao Xi shouted in a deep voice. He still wanted to speak, but Yan Murong pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "What does the old Wangtou they are talking about do?"
"What else could he do? He's the village chief." Zhao Xi said with an ugly face. "Why are these people so superstitious that they let a big girl jump off a mountain?"
"Let's do this." Yan Murong thought for a while and said, "Uncle Zhao, if you believe me, I will help you handle this matter."