Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 100
(17)

Listening non-stop, the wheels are rolling.In the blink of an eye, everyone put their past feelings behind them.What kind of picture will be waiting for them in front?

After the foreshadowing of the previous country cremation and the change of scenery along the way, it should give people an impression of the rumored place where the plague is ravaged.But in fact, whether it is the purgatory in the world recorded in the rumors or in the classics, or the situation that is even more lifeless and lifeless, it will not make people feel it until they see it with their own eyes.

However, in order to retain that little yearning for beauty, people always weave all kinds of wonderful lies for their own thoughts, thinking that this can transform the fear from the bottom of the heart into another more intriguing feeling.Among them, those travelers who were going to the epidemic center were naturally included.

They exchanged their thoughts on the epidemic with each other, trying to dispel the worries in their hearts in two or three sentences.But as the scenery on both sides gradually becomes desolate and decadent, no matter how optimistic you are, it is difficult not to be touched by such a decadent scene.

The green clothes on the hillside in the distance are no longer there, and the layers of bare rock and sand are displayed unevenly, like a death row prisoner with half of his hair cut off.And under that hillside, the dry and cracked ridge glowed a mournful yellow, reflecting the sparse withered grass next to it, and it was no longer alive.

The carriage, which could have staggered all this, is now heading for a deeper place.Under the golden sun in the past, everything on the road was actually dyed with a kind of sadness that originated from the late autumn.It seems to be foreshadowing: maybe some things or even people are doomed to never return.

Lean less, and everyone will reach the area near Xiahe Town.After hearing the stone archway engraved with the words 'Xiahe Town' in front of it, what was even more striking was the figures of countless people pushing under the archway.Unable to find any other way to enter the town, Zhao Kuo had to go to find out.

I saw thirty to fifty strong men each pushing a wooden cart with a large jar on it.The expressions on their faces were surprisingly consistent, and they all looked at the group of Taoists under the archway who were waving the "magic instruments" in their hands with resentment and disdain.

"It's these stinky Taoist priests again, who made him deceive enough last time!"

"If it wasn't because of my parents, I would rather not take this life and tear these liars into tens of thousands of pieces!"

"Thanks to Doctor Zhang, if it weren't for him, we would still be kept in the dark!"

There is an altar under the archway, and a large table is covered with yellow cloth, on which are placed various fruits, meat and poultry for sacrifice, and several unknown Celestial Master tablets are placed in the middle.One Taoist priest recites the scriptures, another Taoist priest rings the bell, and the low-ranking trail can only be guarded by the side.A hundred or so devotees bowed their heads and knelt down, praying in a low voice that the disaster would pass.

In the face of severe plagues or droughts, there are always people who blame ghosts and gods on the human world, thinking that this is the punishment that mortals should receive.For this reason, he turned to awe, and followed the old way of the gods to pray for incense and worship the Buddha, praying for the evil spirits to be dispelled and the weather to cool down.

Zhao Kuo sighed in his heart, jumped out of the carriage, went to find a coachman, and asked, "Brother, why are you gathered here?"

The coachman glanced at Zhao Kuo and saw that he looked like a foreigner, so he couldn't help pouring out the bitter water and said, "We, dozens of people, can only push a small cart and carry water jars for the water supply in the town. , to carry water to Huansha Creek, which is a dozen miles away. Unexpectedly, the way is blocked by those who do nothing and only kneel and pray!"

"I heard that Xiahe Town is adjacent to the Yellow River, why is there a shortage of water?" Zhao Kuo replied.

"It hasn't rained here for almost a year! The Yellow River has stopped flowing, and the water is full of sand and mud, so I can't drink it at all!" Hezhen has been conscientious for generations, and the villagers are simple and enthusiastic, so how could they have suffered such a disaster... By the way, what are you doing here, son?"

Facing the problem of the driver, Zhao Kuo said goodbye and left in order to avoid extracurricular problems.

When there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, Xiahe Town can be said to be miserable.Now that the hundreds of Taoists on the [-]th are blocking their way, they can only watch them mobilize their troops and do their best before they can enter the town.

Therefore, Zhao Kuo could only go back to the carriage, explain the reason for the incident with his friends, and sit aside and watch the changes.

Seeing those Taoists play tricks for a while, an old Taoist who seemed to have the longest experience walked to the middle of the altar, and after speaking some intriguing words, he instructed the path under the altar to distribute the so-called "Wangyou Wine" to the believers.The believers took the wine and drank it all in one go, thanking the Venerable on the altar one after another.

The black-haired, black-bearded old Taoist replied to the worshiping believers: "Your sincerity will surely move the sky, and I believe that the evil spirits in the town will be eliminated soon!" After that, the ceremony followed scattered.

With the sneering at the believers and the scolding of the Taoist priests around, the crowd crossed the dust-covered archway and searched for the trace of "Zhang Yi".

There are few people here, except for the people who entered the town together on the road, it is really not very lively.Clearly, when the sun was in the sky, the most noticeable sound on the street was the sound of horseshoes and chariots stepping on the sandy ground alternately.

Ordinary people will not live in such a place for long, let alone the poor people who have been fighting for years?They have fled every year, and they have long since lost their homes. It is better to go elsewhere than to stay here and die.Therefore, most of the people who are willing to stay are people who have lived here for generations.

Relying on memory, E Feiying walked across two or three street corners, passed the closed shops and restaurants, and led everyone to the "Zhangjia Medical Center".Surprisingly, an unusually large number of people gathered in front of this small hospital.Most of them looked sick and bony, and coughed as if they were about to break their dry bodies.

The group jumped out of the carriage one after another, preparing to follow Miss E Wu into the hospital to have a look.The little Yaotong next to him became unhappy when he saw someone rushed in, and stopped E Feiying from left and right.

The little girl on the right was timid and timid, and saw that the other party was coming fiercely, with two swords on her back, so she only dared to pretend to be blocking.The little boy on the left is in a battle of 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers', pulling the other party's clothes and humming: "Where's the boy, didn't you see so many people waiting in front of you?"

"I just want to ask where you guys came from!" E Feiying felt that these little servants were overly capable, and sarcastically said: "I want to see Zhang Yi! When I met him, you were probably still in your mother's belly. inside!"

"So...it's a woman? You...you don't look down on people!" The little boy retorted: "My master, how can someone who doesn't know where you come from can see me casually? Besides, there are so many patients waiting to see a doctor now. , in the worst case, can the girl afford it?"

The friends behind her saw that Miss E Wu was so rude to a child, so they discouraged her from there, which was another impulsive mistake.

E Feiying really had no choice, so she took out the extremely important "blood letter" and claimed that she was here to deliver the letter.When the little medicine boy saw the master's handwriting, he immediately gave way and took everyone to the side hall to wait.

The so-called side hall is just an area enclosed by two screens placed in the pharmacy.There is only a low table and a few straw mats inside, which is very simple.Through the gaps between the screens, patients who came to seek medical treatment could still be seen coming and going from the medicine cabinet.They all went to the same room with frowns, and when they came out, most of their troubles were relieved, and the boy who smiled and thanked him for the medicine left.

On each side of the medicine cabinet hangs a couplet with the sentence "Advance will save the world, retreat will save the people".Maybe this is the life creed of the owner of the medical center, or maybe it's just an appearance.Anyway, in the eyes of the guests, who can give grace and save people at such a time is definitely a noble person!

Everyone who thought they would be able to meet Dr. Zhang just after a short wait never imagined that they would sit there and wait for several hours until sunset, before they were able to see his true face.During this period, countless patients walked in and out, making people dazzled and lethargic.Not to mention the doctor who sees the doctor in that room?Thinking about this, no one will not be in awe.

(End of this chapter)