Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 12 Wine Putty

"what?!"

The patriarch suddenly jumped up from the wooden pier, "You mean the disease will continue to spread!"

As soon as he finished yelling, a junior from the clan stumbled over, crying, "Patriarch! Patriarch! My grandpa is dying!"

The patriarch's face turned pale, "Didn't your grandfather be fine yesterday?"

"He woke up early this morning and complained that he was not feeling well. He opened his clothes and his body was covered with blood. Just now, my mother cooked broth for him, and he fell down after taking two sips!"

The young man knelt down towards Fang Yao, "Master! Master, please save my grandfather! Please!"

The patriarch and Ah Wu also looked at her, and the latter took two steps back, took a deep breath and said, "I still say the same thing, I can get rid of plague demons, but I'm not a healer."

After finishing speaking, he added: "I have already said that rat meat is not edible."

The patriarch's face turned pale again.

Fang Yao felt that there was no need to hide from these villagers. At this time, she did not believe that the patriarch dared to drag her to sacrifice to heaven.

Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no need for her to recruit a completely unsure thing for herself, so as not to cause public anger after self-defeating.

As she expected, the expression on the patriarch's face changed several times, but he managed to maintain his composure: "I heard from the soldiers stationed at the intersection today that the imperial court will send a doctor to treat us in a few days..."

How many days will it be?

Fang Yao didn't want to hit these people, but at this time, it's useless to count on the remote rescue.

Now that the imperial court has closed the village, it shows that the disease is serious. Except for the emperor's hand-picked doctors and foreign recruits, no one is willing to risk their lives to enter.

In her era, medical care was much more advanced than in Daxiang, but the diseases related to rats could kill people if they were not careful.

What's more, in this ancient world with backward production, I'm afraid there is no idea how to treat the disease. Even if there is a doctor, once infected, it will be just a guinea pig under the dust of the times. Whether it survives depends entirely on luck.

But in her dictionary, there is no word "accept fate".

Now that she was forced to be locked up together in this ghost place and became a grasshopper on a boat, and she also had a magical mask and a booklet, she wanted to fight for her own chance to survive.

She calmly said: "It's best to have doctors come, but before the doctors arrive, we can't just wait like this."

Although the patriarch has been to Liyang County a few times, he is still a rural old man with limited knowledge. Facing Fang Yao who is so calm and organized, he can't help but follow her, and hurriedly said: "Master, is there anything I can do!"

"Kill the plague monsters, exterminate rats, and do hygiene." Fang Yao folded her arms, "The most important thing is to isolate the sick."

Her stern words stunned the patriarch and A Wu, and it took a while for the patriarch to blink and react: "Plague demon? And pestilence demon?"

Fang Yao glanced at him lightly, "Of course. Is there a man in the village with a soybean-sized mole between his eyebrows and a gap in the right corner of his mouth?"

"Wine putty!"

……

A quarter of an hour later.

The patriarch led Fang Yao to the east of the village. His son pointed to a dilapidated thatched hut not far away, and said, "That's Li Dong's shack."

Fang Yao had already put on the mask, looking at the dark and misty room, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she murmured softly: "It really is..."

"What?" Ah Wu moved closer.

Fang Yao waved her hand, carrying the sharpened sickle, and walked over there first. Ah Wu scratched her head, and helped her father to follow in a hurry.

When looking for her little sister, Fang Yao passed by here, but because of the stench around the thatched cottage, she thought it was someone's abandoned pig house, so she didn't stay too long, but left in a hurry, covering her mouth and nose.

Thinking about it now, the reason why Li Dong appeared in her brochure was probably related to her passing by this person.

Li Jiuye from Datou's house last night, the son of a bitch in the dry toilet this morning, and Li Dong, the wine putty, were all approached by her inadvertently.

The reason why the pictures in the booklet changed might be a clue that she would appear every time she went to a place where there was a plague demon.

Fang Yao was excited. This important discovery greatly reduced the difficulty of finding those hidden plague monsters.

If she can survive this epidemic, she will have a more stable way to make money with this treasure in the future!

Fang Yao's optimistic mood finally disappeared when she stood at the door of Dong Li's house.

It's nothing else, this disgusting smell really caught her off guard. She thought Gouwa's house was the worst she had ever experienced, but she didn't expect the stench here to be worse than the dry toilet in Gouwa's house.

Fang Yao couldn't help complaining: "Is this really a place where people live?"

In fact, she has a good memory. Although she has only been in the village for two or three days, she has a general memory of the appearance and names of most people, and she can have an impression of everyone.

But Li Dong, if she didn't see this person on the screen, she wouldn't have the slightest impression.

As soon as Li Dong was mentioned, the patriarch showed disgust: "This Li Dong is an old bachelor. He used to be drunk all day long, and the house often vomited in a mess and the smell was suffocating. No one helped him clean it up. It has nothing to do with that pigsty. the difference."

Fang Yao was speechless, and nodded to Ah Wu, who took a step forward and shouted towards the grass shed: "Uncle Li Dong, Uncle Li Dong! Are you at home?"

But after shouting several times, no one in the room responded.

Several people looked at each other, and the patriarch wondered: "Isn't Jiu Putty at home?"

"No, he must be there."

Fang Yao stared fixedly at the dilapidated wooden door, and through the mask, she saw countless black mist emanating from the gap.

Seeing that she was so sure, the patriarch had no choice but to call his son to smash the door directly. Ah Wu picked up the specially brought hoe and slammed it hard against the door, almost falling into it.

"Ouch, the door is unlocked!"

"You idiot!"

The patriarch couldn't help knocking his son on the head, Ah Wu turned his head and muttered, and pushed the door to the widest part, the midday sun lit up the dim thatched shed a bit.

The mouse near the door jumped into the dark corner, and the more intense stench caused the three people at the door to cover their mouths and noses together.

If she hadn't been forced to do nothing, Fang Yao would have turned her head and ran away.

What sin did I do.

She wore a mask, so she could see clearly everything in the dim light in the shed.

On the screen, the man's eyes were blank, lying on his side under the bed facing outwards, with sores on his hands and feet, and pus on his face. It wasn't until Fang Yao saw that face with her own eyes that Fang Yao was sure that Li Dong was clearly a lifeless dead man!

Before the patriarch and A Wu could see clearly, the former sighed and walked in, "Hey, no one, I haven't had food for the past two years, and of course I don't have any wine to drink, but I don't go out often. I've had a good time Didn't see him."

But Ah Wu grabbed him, "Father, don't, don't move around, don't you think this smell... seems like something has been dead for a long time?"

"Are there still few dead rats here? It's so strange..." After the patriarch finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned his head to look at Fang Yao slowly.

Fang Yao stretched out her hand and pointed somewhere, "There."

Ah Wu slowly squatted down, a pair of eyes covered with white hair met his four eyes.

"My mother—"

(End of this chapter)