Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 2
Entering the entrance of the town, there are two rows of houses facing each other, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the street, and Xiaoye can hardly even pull out her legs when she steps on it.

"Oh, what's the matter with the people here? They don't even sweep the roads, and they can't walk anymore."

Xiao Ye couldn't help complaining, when she lifted her foot, she pulled out a small snow-white foot. It turned out that her shoe was too big, and when it got stuck, the shoe didn't come out, but she pulled out her foot instead.

She couldn't help moving her feet, thinking it was funny, Uncle Wang next to her laughed and scolded: "You girl, sneaking on Miss's shoes, you can't be held back."

Xiaoye stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, then carefully looked at Song Wanzhi with her eyes, but found that there was no smile in her eyes.

She immediately sensed that something was wrong, and didn't bother to bend down to pull out her shoes, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Song Wanzhi's face was a little sad: "No one."

Xiaoye pulled out her shoes and put them on, and said, "I didn't see anyone either, sister..."

As soon as she spoke, her voice disappeared.

Only then did she realize what Song Wanzhi meant. No one meant that there was no one on the street, but that there was no one in the whole town.

Although there are disputes in many countries and wars continue, the massacre of the village is too outrageous.

She couldn't help but gritted her teeth and cursed again: "Fight, fight! Fight! I don't believe they can fight for ten thousand years and live forever!"

Song Wanzhi turned her head and patted her head: "Xiao Ye, it's not a war. There is no bloody smell here, and the war will not result in no dogs. Although the snow is thick, but according to the weather these days, It won't take more than seven days. Let's go and see."

The three of them all looked serious, and then walked forward one by one.

Stepping on the stone steps of a house, Song Wanzhi lowered her eyes slightly, then squatted down, then stretched out her hand, using a handkerchief to pick up a corn that fell in the snow powder, her eyes were slightly dignified, and she stood Get up and say: "Xiao Ye, take out the orchid gauze and cover your face."

"Oh." Xiaoye responded hastily, and then took out three veils from the bag on her back. The veils were soaked with dozens of herbs, and ordinary poisons couldn't get close to her body.

"What's the matter, Miss?" Uncle Wang asked.

Song Wanzhi gently opened the door: "The plague."

As soon as the word "plague" was uttered, both Uncle Wang and Xiao Ye were stunned.

Pushing open the door, it hasn't been cleaned for a few days, but a thin layer of dust has accumulated. When I glanced away, there was no one.

She pushed open the doors one by one, her eyes showed doubts, there was no one here, but if the whole village was destroyed by the plague, why didn't there even be a single corpse?

While she was thinking like this, suddenly a small black shadow flashed out from the side, and then ran towards the room over there with a "swoosh".

"Hey! Little thing!" Xiao Ye yelled excitedly, threw off her two legs, jumped over, then grabbed the little black shadow, and brought him back to Song Wanzhi with a "chuck".

"Huh?" Xiao Ye looked down, and she was puzzled first.

What she saw in her hand was a black puppy, staring at them with wide-eyed eyes, but there was an old small box in her mouth, and she didn't know what it was for.

Song Wanzhi swept his eyes away and said, "Xiao Ye, let it go."

Xiao Ye let out an "oh", and for some reason there were no people here, and there was a dog with a box in its mouth.

(End of this chapter)