After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Chapter 120 The Plague
Although the former Hehuan Sect was not to be seen, they still had some scruples in the end. For some people in their own area, although they could not do their best, they would still take care of them.

But now I don't know why, in the past month, I have become more and more carefree.

For the plague, they do nothing.

As a cultivator, it's fine if he doesn't want to protect ordinary people. Instead, he despises those who have the plague and drives them out.

Even if they didn't get it, if one person in the family got the plague, they would be driven away together.

Those who were driven out had no place to live, so they naturally ran around, so the plague was also brought out.

Epidemics broke out all over the world, and this disaster seems to indicate something.

Knowing the cause and effect, Yao Miao's eyebrows have never been loosened, and she has been suffocating in her heart.

She didn't know what she was angry about, was it because of the attitude of the Hehuan Sect towards the people?
It seems so.

She pursed her lips, touched her cold forehead, "Xiao Hua, let's go to Yuanxing Town to have a look."

Yuanxing Town

The lively streets in the past are now lifeless.

There is a strange smell everywhere in the air.

Like rotting carrion.

This taste is too strong!

Yao Miao subconsciously raised her hand to cover her nose, frowning tightly.

Looking around, the dead silence made people feel a little depressing.

"Third Senior Brother Third Senior Brother, I'm from Xingzhen, where are you now? I'll go find you."

Yao Miao took the communication jade slip and shouted to the other side.

South of the city, a gathering place for epidemic patients
Feng Ming, who was examining a child's body, suddenly felt a change in the communication jade slip in the storage ring.

"Senior brother, take a look first."

He handed the child over to a disciple beside him, and got up and went out by himself.

In a quiet corner, he took out the messenger jade slip, and with a slight tap of his fingertips, the voice of the little junior sister came from inside.

This girl can't stay in the sect well, why did she run out?

She finished copying the book so quickly?
Could it be the elders of Zangshuge releasing the water?

Now that people have come, they cannot be driven back.

"Stay where you are, I'll go pick you up."

He had left his own spiritual mark on Miao Miao's body, so, in just a few minutes, he had already found someone.

It's just that when he found someone, someone had a disheveled face and pinched his nose with his hand.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong with your nose? You don't feel well, why are you still here?"

Don't you know this is an epidemic area?Still not doing protection?

Feng Ming quickly put an isolation barrier on Yao Miao.

Yao Miao waved her hand.

With the isolation enchantment, she finally came back to life.

She let go of her nose and took a deep breath. If she didn't run out of talismans, would she be able to hold herself back like this?
"You are not feeling well, I will take you back."

The little junior sister doesn't have much spiritual power in her body, even though there is his isolation barrier, but he is also worried that the little junior sister will get into the plague.

It seems that the person is not very comfortable, so let's send him back quickly.

In case something happened, he couldn't make it through himself, and he would have to be hammered by a few senior sisters.

"It's okay, I don't have any, it just stinks."

She had been holding her breath and dared not open her mouth. She felt that when she opened her mouth, the stench seemed to be able to get into her mouth.

Smelly?
Feng Ming sniffed, but he didn't smell anything, except for a slightly bitter medicinal smell.

"You mean the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, right? This smell is really not good."

Yao Miao was surprised.

"No, it's the smell of rot, can't you smell it?"

The smell is so bad, the third senior brother's nose must be broken, right?

"It's like carrion that has been soaked in water and rotted for several days. I saw your face look normal before, and I thought you used the technique of holding your breath."

Feng Ming frowned, moved his nose a few times, and sniffed vigorously, except for the bitter smell of Chinese medicine, there was nothing else.

"Little Junior Sister, did you smell the wrong thing?"

Yao Miao immediately denied, "Impossible, how could I smell such a bad smell?"

She was really impressed by the smell, and she never wanted to smell it again in her life.

"This……"

Feng Ming still believed in his little junior sister.

But he really didn't smell anything, and they have been here for so many days and so many people, and no one said that there was any stench in the air.

"Is there no one who smells it? What about the common people?"

He never asked.

"Come on, let's go to the epidemic area first, and then ask."

The little junior sister sensed something was wrong as soon as she arrived, what does this mean?It shows that Junior Sister is a lucky star.

No way, can my junior sister solve this plague?
Epidemic area in the south of the city.

As soon as the two arrived, they heard a burst of crying.

"Elder Immortal, please save my child, please save him, he has only been born for less than three months, please."

Some people couldn't bear it, but they had to dissuade them from the sidelines.

"Hey, Aunt Hua, don't embarrass the elders. The elders are working hard for us. The child has already gone, so let him have a good rest. He has suffered enough."

Aunt Hua was not willing to accept the truth, she cried out in a broken voice, "You are talking nonsense, my baby is still fine, my baby is not dead, he just fell asleep."

The disciples of Yijianmen who were surrounded were very embarrassed.

It's not that they don't want to save, but they can't save people who have stopped breathing.

They are also human beings, not Da Luo gods.

Some disciples saw Feng Ming and ran over quickly.

Lower your voice and explain to him.

The little baby had an outbreak, and the mother couldn't accept it if she didn't handle it.

Yao Miao frowned, "Why don't you use pills or spiritual power to protect his heart?"

A child is fragile, and the strong medicinal properties will harm him, but it is not without gentleness.

Feng Ming explained, "It's not that I haven't used it before, it's just..."

It's just that the pill is useless.

I dare not use spiritual power

There were people on the verge of death before, and they wanted to protect their heart veins, but the infusion of spiritual energy made the epidemic even more violent.

The person who could live for two days suddenly died suddenly.

Although the family never blamed them, they blamed themselves and felt guilty. They couldn't use spiritual power or pills. From the beginning, they didn't know what to do and were helpless. Later, they thought about using ordinary medicine to make soup.

There was indeed a sliver of relief, but only a sliver of relief.

Is this weird?

She frowned, but didn't ask at the moment.

Instead, he pushed aside the crowd and walked over.

Feng Ming and that disciple also quickly followed.

Yao Miao squatted down, put her head in the swaddling clothes and took a look.

The little doll looks really good.

Just too skinny.

"Ma'am, can you give me a hug for the doll? He looks so good-looking, such a pretty little angel, who would have the heart to take his life?"

(End of this chapter)