Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 349 Epidemic outbreak
"Tingsong Village?" Mo Junli frowned suddenly when he heard this, "If I remember correctly, didn't that place stop just the day before yesterday?"

"Yes, that's the village." Yan Chuan nodded quickly.

Tingsong Village is far away from the river, and it is a rare village in the Huaicheng area that has not been completely destroyed by floods.

But because it was not destroyed by the flood, most of the people who escaped from the nearby villages were resettled here by the prefect.

Therefore, although this place is relatively remote, there are still many corpses accumulated inside and outside the village, and several small epidemics have broken out.

After the few of them rushed to Jianghuai, seeing that the magistrate's arrangement was relatively safe, they didn't make any big moves. They only quickly controlled the plague that was spreading outwards, and distributed some diesel, rice noodles and the like as usual supplies.

The medicinal materials they had stockpiled in advance were sufficient, and the disease wasn't too difficult. Wan Bai led a group of doctors and worked in Tingsong Village day and night for two days, and the arrangements were basically neat and there was no serious problem.

The day before yesterday, the last remaining patient in Tingsong Village had finally passed his fever, and Wan Bai also said that most likely there would be no other diseases in this place.

How could it be that less than three days had passed, and the plague suddenly broke out again?
The young man's brows were twisted into knots that couldn't be opened. After hearing this, Mu Xici closed his eyes, and gently put down the porcelain spoon in his hand: "Yanchuan, what symptoms do the patients have?"

"The high fever persisted, vomiting and diarrhea, some of them even vomited blood." Yan Chuan didn't think about it.

"Is this disease the same as the last time there was a plague in Tingsong Village?" The little girl asked decisively, "If you think about it carefully, you must not miss the slightest difference."

"This, the difference..." Yan Chuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he was guided by the little girl, carefully recalled the news from the people in the pavilion, and clapped his hands after a while, "Ah, yes, I remembered—— "

"Miss San, during this epidemic, many sick people complained of pain in the lower abdomen. Although they have diarrhea, most of them can't get out after one or two convulsions!"

"Lower abdomen hurts." Mu Xici raised his hand to support his chin, "What about the voice? Has their voice changed?"

"A little bit." Yan Chuan nodded, "There is a young man in his early twenties who is particularly afraid of taking bitter medicine. His subordinates are very impressed with him. This time he got sick again. I heard people say that his voice is obviously much shriller than before. Very jarring."

"I understand." The little girl frowned, with a little seriousness in her eyes.

She probably had some guesses in her mind, but now she didn't dare to jump to a conclusion. She still had to go to Tingsong Village to have a look at the details.

"Mo Junli, where did you put the talismans I brought over?" Mu Xici stood up, not caring about the remaining half bowl of porridge, and pretended to go out, "And I silver needle and dagger."

"It's in the outside room, I'll get it for you." Mo Junli blinked, took a step with his long legs, and stepped over the soft curtain in two or three steps, "Aci, what else do you need?"

Although he doesn't know Taoism and Yishu, he knows his little girl's temperament very well. If he can make her show such an expression, the disease in Tingsong Village must be unusual.

Maybe... that thing is not a disease at all.

"Huozhezi, an empty porcelain bowl." Mu Xici said as he walked, "It would be best if I could have tweezers, but it's fine if I don't have them."

"These things are easy to find," the young man was a little relieved when he saw this, but fortunately, they are all things that can be easily touched, so it won't waste time, "Yanchuan, go to the back kitchen and get an empty bowl, we meet at the door .”

"Yes." The young man responded, and when he left the house, he hastily practiced light kung fu.

The three of them got on their horses and drove out of the mansion in less than half a cup of tea, and the little girl took advantage of the opportunity to ask a lot of things along the way.

"Yan Chuan, what did Wan Bai say?"

"When did you get sick? Have you taken any medicine?" The horse under the seat ran quite fast, Mu Xici held the rein tightly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he took two mouthfuls of wind mixed with water vapor.

Seeing this, Mo Junli couldn't help but gouged her twice, but she pretended not to notice it.

"Wan Bai just rushed over, and the doctor who stayed over there couldn't find any specific abnormality, only said that it doesn't seem like a common disease." Yan Chuan looked worried, "She prescribed the medicine last time, but it doesn't seem to have any effect this time."

"Many people just took the medicine and it was helpful, but within two hours it became serious again."

"As for this disease...it should have occurred suddenly this morning, just half a day has passed."

"Half a day, that's okay." The little girl lowered her head and muttered.

She knew that she probably couldn't ask anything useful from Yan Chuan's mouth, so she obediently shut up against the young man's eyes.

The three of them rode their horses and galloped wildly, arriving at Tingsong Village within half an hour.

They didn't say anything after dismounting, they went straight inside to look for Wan Bai.

At that time, she had just fed the decoction to a feverish toddler, and her whole body was filled with that indelible bitter medicinal smell.

"Master, Miss, you are here." Wan Bai looked up and saw the three of them, the worry on his face subsided slightly, he got up and wanted to come.

Seeing this situation, Mu Xici hurriedly stepped forward to meet her, and raised his chin slightly: "How's the situation?"

"This subordinate has newly prescribed a prescription, but it's still not very effective." Wan Bai suppressed his voice and shook his head, his eyes exposed outside the scarf were mostly red.

"And... the pulse of these common people is very strange. I have practiced medicine for many years, and I have never seen such a strange pulse."

"The pulse condition is strange." The little girl frowned, crossed Wan Bai, entered the room, leaned over and pinched the young boy's wrist, and Mo Junli followed her into the room.

Seeing this, Wan Bai subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop the two of them, but was pulled down by Yan Chuan at the side.

"Old Yan!" Wan Bai's eyes were tearing apart, it was not yet clear whether the disease would be contagious, so the third lady and the master went in without any precautions? !

"Believe me, miss." Yan Chuan shook his head slightly. Wan Bai, who has not been in the capital all year round, may not know the ability of Meng Shenglou to be a Taoist. He has been around his master for a long time, but he has a good understanding of Mu Xici's Taoism .

——That is the third miss who can cure Miss Mu's congenital weakness. If even she can't cure the disease, there are really few people in this world who can deal with this trouble.

This pulse... Sure enough.

The corners of Mu Xici's lips tensed, and he calmly took the silver needle in his sleeve, raised his hand and pierced several big holes on the boy's abdomen, and then stretched out his hand towards the boy.

"Huozhezi." The little girl's voice was very calm, she took out the talisman paper she had prepared for a long time, lit it, and threw it into the empty medicine bowl placed on the small table beside the couch.

The yellow talisman burned down and turned into a pool of whitish ashes. She motioned Mo Junli to help the child up, then held the bowl in one hand and made a tactic with the other, drawing the weak evil spirit that would not hurt anyone at her fingertips, and slapped the child with one palm. On the lower abdomen of young children.

The toddler, who was so burned and drowsy, was so excited that he immediately vomited blood mixed with the liquid medicine. The blood fell into the bowl and touched the ashes of the runes, and instantly rolled into a piece like boiling.

Staring at Mu Xici's movements all the time, Mo Junli's pupils shrank, his hair suddenly trembled, and his scalp almost exploded on the spot.

— that's not blood!

　This is a good guess

　　I won't let you guess
　　just think about it
　　Yes, this means that we will have to fight slowly later.
　　The mountains and rivers are the plate, and Wan Lai is the child, who is playing chess in the middle of it——

　　I will try my best to avoid being struck by lightning/check the water meter/catch me back and beat me up

　　Under the premise of certain exaggeration and distortion
　　Write about the feeling of the former top warlocks fighting skills (probably)

　　Anyway, trickery is still very enjoyable! ! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)