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Chapter 326 Xie Yao’s true identity?

It's a pity that the plague is rampant now, and many people don't even dare to go out, let alone come to help. What's more, Aunt Ye still died of the plague, and no one dares to come.

A little girl of six years old...

Thinking about it, Hu Qibao sighed again.

After a while, Bai Fushen agreed with Xie Qingyao that this matter was not very difficult, because the couple had a good reputation in this small town, and Aunt Ye probably mentioned them a lot on weekdays, so this little The girl accepted it fairly quickly.

After getting the little guy's permission, the next thing was much easier. Hu Qibao and Bai Fushen immediately started to clean up the house for Xie Qingyao. At the same time, they sorted out Aunt Ye's body and put it into the ground.

Logically speaking, in this era, people who died due to the epidemic were mainly cremated unless they had the assistance of magic. This could eliminate the disease to the greatest extent and reduce the further fermentation and spread of the plague.

But with their current conditions, they did not meet the requirements for cremation at all, and the current custom was still based on burial. If they burned it in front of Xie Qingyao, they were worried that it would have a bad impact on her.

Therefore, Hu Qibao treated Aunt Ye's body a little to ensure that the disease would not ferment, and then simply buried her in the yard. The conditions were limited, so he had to keep everything simple.

When the plague subsides in the future, it will be okay to carry out burials again.

The two of them worked from the morning to the afternoon before they finally got everything done. With a long sigh of relief, Hu Qibao and his wife looked at each other and smiled, then Bai Fushen took Xie Qingyao's hand and walked out slowly.

"Qingyao, let's take a last look." Bai Fushen bowed slightly, patted Xie Qingyao on the back, and said softly.

"Yes." Xie Qingyao nodded, took one last look at the house, and kept the scene inside firmly in her heart. She didn't know when she would forget what this place looked like, but this was her home, and she didn't care about this. Will forget it!

"Squeak~" Hu Qibao slowly closed the door. At this time, other courtyards also opened a few gaps.

"It's Doctor Hu!"

"Doctor Hu!"

"It's Doctor Hu!"

Hearing the sounds of surprise coming from various rooms, Hu Qibao's face darkened. He knew why they were happy, but this might disappoint them. He didn't have anything good to say about this plague. method.

The rapidity of the plague this time was beyond his imagination. He thought that what he had stored this time, plus the medicinal materials standing in the city, would be enough, but who knew that there would be such a difference?
This can be regarded as one of the shortcomings of chess players. When looking at the general trend of the world, there will always be some mistakes in some small places, but as long as these mistakes do not affect the general trend, they usually ignore them.

It's like when you drive, do you pay attention to how many ants are under the wheels?

"Everyone! Please be quiet." Hu Qibao pressed his hands to calm down the crowd. "Please rest assured, uncles and uncles. I will definitely find a better way to treat this plague. Please give me more time." ,terribly sorry!"

After speaking, Hu Qibao bowed deeply.Everyone looked at Hu Qibao blankly, with a look of loneliness visible on his face. They knew it would take time to research new recipes, but the problem was that they ran out of time.
Now they have completely run out of medicinal materials, but the plague is still rampant, and death may come to them at any time.
Facing death, no one can remain calm
Hu Qibao, who had caught everyone's expressions in his eyes, sighed slightly. He had already thought of this problem before speaking, so he would not ask for more. After sighing silently, he took Bai Fushen and Xie Qingyao and left here. Nothing was said.

Because he actually couldn't give any guarantee. Things like medical research are not that easy.
Back at the medical hall, Hu Qibao asked Bai Fushen to take Xie Qingyao to wash up and change into cleaner clothes, while he himself plunged into medical books and classics to find a solution to the plague.

In fact, the plague this time is quite easy to solve. One is to use magic power, and the other is to use the art of destiny. No matter which one, he can quickly solve his problem.

But this is not the method he needs.

He must hide himself as much as possible now. Even if he has the art of destiny to cover up his traces, the more he does, the more mistakes he will make. He can use Yitian to control the general trend of the world, but he will never do it unless he has to. Use magic and act like an ordinary person honestly.

Therefore, the research of new prescriptions has become a difficult problem.

In fact, it is not difficult to research new prescriptions. This is just an ordinary plague. There are several existing prescriptions. But the real problem is that these medicinal materials are not enough now. We must develop a method with a high yield. Only a high prescription will do, which is very difficult.

Need to think about it.

"Husband, her clothes are my old clothes. They seem a bit too big. I'll make some sets for her in a few days." After a while, Bai Fu Shen walked out holding Xie Qingyao, who had already changed clothes.

At this time, Xie Qingyao was wearing Bai Fu Shen's childhood clothes, but she was too small and there were no suitable clothes at home, so even Bai Fu Shen's smallest outfit looked a bit big on her.

Hu Qibao looked up and frowned slightly when he saw the loose appearance: "Well, it's a bit big. Then go to Mom's tomorrow to get some pieces of cloth and make a few more sets. There's still some time before things get warmer. "

As he said that, a faint golden light flashed in Hu Qibao's eyes, and at the same time, the Art of Destiny was activated. Xie Qingyao's past and present lives were immediately revealed to him. After reading it, Hu Qibao frowned slightly. Is this another coincidence?
However, Hu Qibao smiled the moment this thought emerged. This is normal. The world is so big, how can there be so many coincidences.

Shaking his head, Hu Qibao continued to study the medical books, while Bai Fushen took Xie Qingyao to the backyard to take measurements.

Time passed slowly, and half a year passed quickly. Although Hu Qibao's new prescription had not yet been researched, the problem of the plague had been basically solved.

Tianwu supported a large number of special medicines, which greatly relieved the pressure of the plague here.

Although this is not Tianwu's territory yet, for Tianwu and Ji Xuan, all the humans in the world are his people, and he has the obligation to protect them!

Moreover, Tianwu's enemies are the immortal sects headed by the Taoist sect, not the mortal kingdom. Facing Tianwu who has now risen to greatness, the mortal kingdom simply cannot fight against it.

Any soldier can destroy the country. The two are no longer on the same level. Therefore, these mortal countries are also very happy to support Tianwu. After all, they are indeed about to lose their strength. At this time, it is the uncle who gives the money. !

(End of this chapter)