I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 632: Wei Jing in the old dream, Qing Tou Lang
The drop of water from the bracelet that Wen Yan used for positioning fell onto the body of the rotten-faced zombie. As the rotten-faced zombie's consciousness fell completely into a deep sleep, an inexplicable force used this drop of water as a medium to pull Wen Yan towards it.

But Wen Yan doesn't know this yet. His rich experience allows him to be prepared the moment he notices something unusual.

At this moment, he was standing by the dirt road, with a low buzzing sound in his ears. Looking up, he saw a dense crowd in the distance, like a large shadow, covering the sky and roaring towards him.

Soon, he saw what those things were.

grasshopper.

It looks similar to the ones you see in barbecue restaurants, but some details are different.

This old dream happened to be about a locust plague.

The density was even more exaggerated than what we see in movies and TV shows. It was overwhelming and pitch black, and the low buzzing sound never stopped.

Wen Yan watched the locusts continue to fall and land on the fields by the roadside. A large number of locusts even rushed directly towards his face, rushing around without any concerns at all.

The gray cloth waved on its own, knocking away all the locusts that rushed towards Wen Yan.

This time, Wen Yan still hasn't figured out why he fell into the old dream, so naturally he doesn't know the general situation.

He came to the edge of the field and looked at the locusts eating the rice. He reached out and touched it. Not only were the rice seeds sparse, but many of them were empty.

It is impossible to wait until the day of harvest for the rice here.

In just a short while, Wen Yan saw that the rice plant in front of him had been eaten into pieces, and a large number of locusts filled his vision, and more locusts were continuing to fly forward.

Planting rice should logically be done in places where water resources are not scarce. However, Wen Yan saw that the fields had dried up and some places even had cracks.

This is probably because there had been little rain before, so it was already difficult for the rice to survive.

He sensed that the air humidity here was not high and there was not much water vapor in the sky.

It is highly likely that more serious droughts had already occurred in other places, which led to the locust plague breaking out later.

These locusts all flew in from other places.

Wen Yan looked around and didn't see anyone, so he walked along the dirt road in the direction he came from.

After walking for more than half an hour, they saw some scattered earthen houses. When Wen Yan approached, he didn't feel any one at all.

As he walked, he sniffed his nose and came to one of the courtyards. He gently pushed open the door and saw a skinny figure lying on the bed. He had been dead for at least several days.

Looking inside the room, it was obvious that someone was packing up and running away. I guess everyone else had escaped.

I came to the last room, pushed the door open and found a living person who had fallen into a deep coma and was breathing more than he was breathing.

Wen Yan sensed it and sighed secretly. In this situation, even if he was given a blood lock, he would not be able to wake up.

He wanted to ask something, but it was impossible.

Wen Yan just came out of the house and looked forward, and saw someone appear in front of him.

The other person wore a cloth crown on his head and was leading a small donkey with two boxes on its back.

The direction the other party was coming from was exactly the direction Wen Yan was going.

When he saw that face, Wen Yan's expression suddenly changed.

Although he had a beard, long hair, and wore a cloth crown, Wen Yan still recognized him at a glance as Doctor Wei Jingwei.

Wen Yan really didn't expect to see Doctor Wei in his old dream.

He actually knew before that Doctor Wei might have been around for a long time, and this time it was completely confirmed.

Doctor Wei is also an immortal? What is the price he needs?
If one can remain unchanged and alienated and still maintain humanity, even if it requires paying a price, it will certainly be like the director of the anorectal department.

Doctor Wei is also a doctor, what does he need?
Doctor Wei has been in Decheng for several months, and there is really nothing special about him.

Wen Yan had never felt the breath and characteristics of a cannibal from him.

Seeing Wen Yan, Doctor Wei immediately took out a piece of cloth from his bag and wrapped it around his mouth and nose. Then he took out another one from the box behind him and looked at Wen Yan from a distance.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke with a strong accent of local dialect.

"Brother, do you have a fever? Are you okay?"

"Okay, I'm not a local, I'm just passing by."

Wei Jing threw the package over from a distance and asked Wen Yan to follow his example and seal her mouth and nose.

Wen Yan took a look and it looked like a hand-rubbed mask. He could feel that it had several layers and had a slight smell of medicine.

Wen Yan didn't explain. The things here could hardly affect him, so he covered his mouth and nose easily.

Wei Jing walked over leading the donkey, looked at Wen Yan and said.

"Brother, is there anyone else inside?"

"There are no living people in other rooms, but there is one person who is still half alive here."

When Wei Jing heard this, he immediately took down a box and carried it into the room.

Wen Yan followed him in and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Wei Jing had already taken some water, added some black and yellow stuff, and fed it to the unconscious person.

He lifted the man's chin with one hand and fed him water with the other hand. His fingers were nimble and he gently scraped the man's throat, and the man began to swallow on his own.

"Fortunately, there may still be hope."

Wen Yan stood aside and watched as Wei Jing gave him acupuncture and fed him water with something added. After ten minutes or so, the man, who was only half breath away, slowly opened his eyes with a blank and empty look.

Wei Jing arranged for the patient to go to bed and went outside.

"Haozhou Weiying is a wandering doctor. What is your name, brother?"

"Wen Yan from Yaozhou, I accidentally wandered here and got lost. I was looking for someone to ask for directions."

"Where do you want to go, brother?"

"I don't know. I'll take it one step at a time. I'm not familiar with this place." Wen Yan told the truth.

Wei Jing smiled, obviously not believing such nonsense, but he did not ask any further questions.

"Many places suffered from drought before, and now there is a locust plague. Many people have suddenly fallen seriously ill and died. I'm afraid there will be another plague. Brother, you'd better not run around."

"Uh, where are the authorities?"

Wei Jing looked at Wen Yan strangely, as if he had heard something strange.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, thought about it for a moment, and immediately changed the question.

"What year is it now?"

"The year of Jiashen."

"What year?"

"The fourth year of Zhizheng." Wei Jing looked at Wen Yan with increasingly strange eyes, but he still didn't ask any more questions.

Wen Yan quickly calculated in his mind. If it was any other era name, he might not know it, but for this era name, he had looked up information about it before.

This year, Lao Zhu should be only sixteen or seventeen years old. Seeing that Wen Yan didn't say anything, Wei Jing continued to walk around the small village. After a circle, he found that there were indeed no living people, only a corpse.

He got firewood from the homes of those who had fled long ago, piled it up in the open space, then brought out the body, placed it on the pile, and set it on fire.

Wen Yan looked at the raging fire, he didn't find it strange, but Wei Jing took the initiative to explain.

"This person died of a plague. His body must be burned. Otherwise, it might infect other animals or humans."

"Yes." Wen Yan responded: "Where is Doctor Wei going?"

"Let's take a closer look. I want to know what caused the epidemic, and then I can try to find a solution."

"Doctor Wei is a man of great righteousness."

"Thank you for your praise. I am just practicing. This is my practice. All doctors, when faced with this kind of problem, will think about solving it." Wei Jing said it very naturally, as if it was a matter of course.

Wen Yan felt around in her bag, took out two candies, and gave one to Doctor Wei.

Doctor Wei looked at the packaging, feeling a little curious. He didn't eat it and just put it away.

Wen Yan felt around in her bag again and took out half a box of fried chicken. This was also when she was leaving, she casually took things from the table into her bag.

He opened the box, took a piece for himself, and handed it to Wei Jing.

"Try it, it will definitely suit your taste."

Wei Jing just felt the breath and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The fiery power flowed into his body along with the fried chicken, bringing him a significant boost.

Wen Yan was right, this was indeed to my taste.

How could something made by the witch priest himself not be to your taste?

Wei Jing was full of doubts, but looking at Wen Yan's expression, he seemed to have realized something, but didn't ask anything, so he didn't ask either.

Wei Jing settled down in the small village and first rescued the man who was half breath away. The other person was not out of danger yet, so he was not in a hurry to leave.

By the next day, the buzzing sound in Wen Yan's ears had finally dissipated for the most part. After dawn, he went out to look, and could only see a few locusts here and there.

And what I saw was like a completely different world compared to yesterday.

The green color was almost gone. Looking towards the field, all that was left was the devastated and cracked earth. All the wilted plants had been eaten up.

It was the first time Wen Yan saw such a scene and he was quite shocked.

After the locust plague, no grass was left, rivers dried up, the ground cracked, and the plague was rampant. According to the situation in ancient times, ordinary people, with their families, would find it difficult to escape to a place where they could survive again if they did not flee in advance.

But Wen Yan still doesn't understand why he came here.

After staying in the small village for two days, Wei Jing was still studying the patient, using him as a starting point to research the plague.

During the break, Wen Yan listened to Wei Jing talking about the current situation. Monsters were rampant, and the so-called imperial court didn't care about the things below at all, and the people below only cared about collecting all kinds of exorbitant taxes and didn't care about anything else.

This kind of village with a small population is destined to be destroyed. The rainfall in the past few years has been quite good, with neither drought nor flooding. If it were in other places, it would not be able to compete with other villages in grabbing water.

According to Wei Jing, the monsters have been rampant for decades. At their most crazy, they even dared to kidnap people on the street as food.

Then, in recent years, there has been some restraint. I heard that this is because there was a fierce Taoist who killed monsters until his hands were tired, and such extremely rampant behavior as cannibalism in the streets has never happened again.

The monsters are also afraid. They know that if they are too high-profile, their priority for salvation will rise.

Wei Jing didn't ask about Wen Yan's background. When he ate the piece of chicken, he realized that it was not simple.

He did not eat the candy but gave it to the patient. Then he keenly noticed that after the patient ate the candy, his vital signs remained above a certain limit. This gave him the possibility to pull the patient back from the brink of life and death.

The two of them maintained a tacit understanding, as if they had known each other for a long time. They both acknowledged that the other knew a lot of things and there was nothing to hide when they talked.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third day, and the locusts that had disappeared appeared again in large numbers, flying across the sky in an overwhelming manner.

Wen Yan saw that this time the locust swarm was much denser than on the first day.

Those locusts were not afraid of people at all. They swarmed down like a gust of strong wind. A large number of locusts directly carried Wen Yan away.

Wen Yan reacted extremely quickly. The Yang energy in his body burst out and suddenly ignited flames. When he fell from mid-air, his hand had already reached the oil lamp in the bag.

He added a violent sun to his blessing, opened his mouth and blew, and the materialized flames began to spin, burning all the locusts around to death.

It was at this time that Wen Yan saw a giant locust as big as a basketball among the locust swarm in the air.

“Be careful, that’s Qingtoulang.

A locust demon that has been possessed.

When the number of locust swarms under his control climbs by another order of magnitude, and the land of trouble fills three counties, he will complete the advancement and become the Locust God.

Now that they have gathered in such a huge number of locusts, they will definitely trigger supernatural powers. They are extremely poisonous and ordinary people will die if they come into contact with them."

Wei Jing's urgent voice came from a distance.

But the number of locusts here was too large, and in a blink of an eye, they flooded the place like a tide.

Wen Yan held the eternal lamp in his hand, frowning slightly. With a thought, the gray cloth flew out, wrapped around the tree trunk, pulled his body, and threw him into the sky.

With Wen Yan's running and jumping, he flew up more than ten meters high. The flames whirled and swirled, and all the locusts within ten meters around him were burned to death.

The young man climbed up quickly and avoided the flames.

But the next moment, Wen Yan's figure flashed onto its back, and the gray cloth wrapped around the body of Qingtoulang. Wen Yan held the Chunjun mace in his hand, which turned into a big sun and smashed down fiercely.

With one blow, Qingtoulang's head disappeared.

Wen Yan landed on the ground again, burning the locusts around him, while walking towards where Wei Jing was.

When they arrived at the place and dispersed the locusts around, they saw the sick person leaning against the wall with one side of his face black, as if he had been poisoned.

There was also a scar on Wei Jing's arm, which looked like it was corroded by concentrated acid.

The patient leaned against the wall, breathing out more than breathing in. Seeing Wei Jing still rummaging through the boxes, the patient curled the corners of his mouth.

"Doctor Wei, please don't worry about me. I can't be saved. Please leave quickly. But can you please not burn me? I don't want to die without a complete body..."

Wen Yan handed over a candy, and Wei Jing shook his head slightly, indicating that it was useless.

It is true that sugar can lock blood, but it cannot cure injuries or diseases.

This patient had just been pulled back from the brink of death, and his body was extremely weak. Just now, a locust flew into his mouth and poisoned him. Now there was really no hope for him, not even a god could help.

Wei Jing did not refuse the patient's last request. He buried him deep underground and left the village.

Wen Yan didn't say anything, but followed Wei Jing and left here together.

When they left, the patient's body buried underground began to rot rapidly, and the first part to rot was his cheek.

But when one side of his cheek rotted away and his back teeth were exposed, the decay stopped and froze at that moment.

(End of this chapter)