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Chapter 247 Epiphyllum Banshee VS Monk Jingchen [17]

In the desolate and dilapidated village, every house is empty and there is no trace of life. Occasionally, a few sallow and emaciated villagers lean against the wall, lingering on their last breath.

Look indifferent, helpless,.

"Little monk, what happened here?"

Jingchen shook his head, he didn't know either.

At this time, an old man happened to pass by them, and Jingchen stepped forward, "My benefactor, what happened to the village, it's so desolate."

The old man lifted his heavy eyelids, and vaguely saw a man in white clothes, covered with a layer of Buddha's light, "Are you a living Bodhisattva sent by heaven to save us?"

"Just tell us if you have any difficulties, and we will try our best to help you."

"Before here...cough...cough..."

Jingchen patted his back lightly.

The old man slowed down and continued to talk...

It turned out that this village was called Fugui Village. It used to be considered a relatively wealthy village nearby. Because it was backed by the sea, the fishery here was very developed.

The accident happened half a year ago.

After a villager at the east end of the village died of illness, people in the village also fell ill one after another. After that, people died every day, and the village here became barren.

The villagers have changed from thousands of households to dozens of households.

is the plague.

Jingchen felt the pulse of the old man. Although he was seriously ill, he should still be saved. The first thing to do was to find a quiet place. "May I ask where is your home?"

"Home?" The old man laughed foolishly, "There is no home anymore, my wife and children are dead."

"Little monk, you don't need to ask. You walk about thirty steps forward, turn left, and there is a very empty yard."

Jingchen helped the old man find the yard according to Le Tong's instructions.

Anyway, the people here are half dead, even if they know she is a banshee, it doesn't matter, right?

It should be fine, Le Tong floated to the entrance of the village to cast a spell, packing up all the villagers and sending them to that yard.

The patients were lying in the yard, neatly arranged in two rows.

Jingchen turned around and saw Epiphyllum floating in the air, so he couldn't help but know what happened, "It's too dangerous for you to do this."

"Then I can't let you help them in one by one, then you are very tired, and besides, they are already in a coma, even if they know that I am a banshee, it's fine, why don't you bring them here earlier and let you treat them Well, maybe it can save lives." Epiphyllum's buds rose slightly, "Besides, don't you often teach me that what is good for life and what is good for myself, oops~ Anyway, that's almost what it means."

Jingchen's heart is slightly warm, it turns out that she remembers everything he said, and implements it very well, with a compassionate heart.

"Watch~ The favorability of the target person is +10, and the favorability value is now 45."

Epiphyllum floated in front of Jingchen, "Hurry up and get their pulse."

Jing Chen nodded with a smile and entered the working state.

Le Tong was still foolishly staying where he was, but the little monk laughed so lethally that he couldn't bear it at all.

It wasn't until night that Jing Chen found out the symptoms of these people.

Seeing the little monk's anxious expression, Le Tong was a little anxious, "What's the matter, is it difficult to cure?"

"There is a medicine that is hard to find. If you can pick it up, it can be cured."

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go up the mountain to collect herbs."

Jingchen prepared the rope, "I'll go alone, you stay and guard the patient."

"No." Le Tong categorically vetoed, "I don't worry about you going alone. I'll just cast a spell to make a barrier, and the patient will be fine."

In the end, Jing Chen acquiesced that Le Tong would go with him.

(End of this chapter)