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Dr. Duan was pulled out of the underworld by Renbao.

He was still in shock, his eyes filled with terror. He had never seen a ghost in his entire life.

I've seen all sorts of deaths on the road to the underworld.

He vomited three times.

Renbao gave him a pill and slipped a talisman into his pocket. After that, he could not see anything and only felt the yin energy.

Renbao would occasionally chat with the spirits in the underworld, which nearly scared his old heart to death.

"Who are you two?" The magistrate was shocked to see an old man and a child appear out of nowhere.

The clerk took a large step forward, blocking the magistrate's path, and with his eyes closed and bracing himself, shouted, "Where did these demons and monsters come from? Don't harm my master, come at me!"

Renbao walked up to him, gave him a thumbs up, and said, "You're really a brave person."

The advisor opened his eyes tremblingly, only to hear a soft, cute voice, and see a bewildered Doctor Duan standing in front of him.

Where's the little devil who talks?

"I'm not afraid of you!" The clerk looked around and shouted, then turned to the magistrate and said, "Sir, watch out behind you."

County Magistrate: ...

"Why don't you look down?" he suggested.

The clerk lowered his eyes and met Renbao's gaze. He grabbed the magistrate's hand and hurriedly retreated, still shouting, "Back! Back! Back!"

At this moment, Doctor Duan regained his energy and saw this scene. His lips twitched involuntarily, and he quickly stepped forward to explain: "Please don't be afraid, gentlemen. I am a doctor from Yuandetang in the capital, and my surname is Duan."

The little boy before you is my master, and also the current Celestial Master.

"We two have come to Luoyang on imperial orders to treat the plague. This is the magistrate's residence, isn't it?"

Renbao nodded: "Duanduan and I are here to rescue people, so don't be afraid of me."

The magistrate and his advisor looked at each other in bewilderment.

The magistrate was stunned.

His urgent report had only been sent out for a day when the imperial court's junior celestial master arrived.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

The imperial court did not abandon the people of Luoyang.

"This humble official greets the young celestial master." The county magistrate hurriedly bowed deeply to Renbao.

The advisor hurriedly chimed in, "This humble subject was blind to your greatness; I hope the young celestial master will not hold it against me."

What are you babbling about?

Renbao waved his chubby little hand: "Take me and Duanduan to see the people suffering from the plague."

The magistrate was somewhat taken aback: "So soon? Aren't the young Taoist priest and Doctor Duan going to rest for a while?"

"You're crying, what a good official you are!" Renbao grinned, then asked, "What's good to eat in Luoyang?"

The advisor reacted quickly: "Little Celestial Master, this humble subject will make preparations and await your return."

"Okay." Renbao pulled Doctor Duan and ran outside.

again!

Doctor Duan said with a bitter face, "Master, I'm sixty years old this year. I can't run anymore. My bones are easily broken."

Renbao let go, her eyes showing some confusion. She sighed, "Fine, it seems I still need to find two younger apprentices."

Dr. Duan: !

He's not old. Help him up; he can manage.

...

The streets and alleys, once bustling, have vanished, replaced by silence and despair.

The magistrate was completely covered up.

He looked at Renbao and Doctor Duan, who hadn't brought anything with them, his lips trembling, but he couldn't help but advise, "Little Celestial Master, Doctor Duan, this plague is spreading very quickly and is highly toxic. You should wrap yourselves in white cloth."

Renbao looked at him, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, and smiled slightly. She asked curiously, "Duanduan and you both took pills that make you immune to all poisons, so don't be afraid. Won't you be unable to breathe when you're wrapped up like this?"

She doesn't need to take pills.

Not to mention all poisons, none of the world's poisons dare to invade her.

Dr. Duan was already convinced of Renbao's medical skills. He not only took the pills that made him immune to all poisons, but also the pills made from thousand-year-old ginseng and deer antler that Renbao gave him. At this moment, he felt much better.

My back doesn't hurt anymore, and my legs don't ache anymore.

The magistrate hesitated for a moment, but still dared not gamble. The closer he got to the street where the people infected with the plague were being held, the heavier his heart became.

Heart-wrenching coughs echoed through the sealed door, revealing pale, haggard, and desperate faces.

The magistrate looked over, his eyes gradually reddening: "Little Celestial Master, Doctor Duan, this is it."

Renbao sniffed and detected a poisonous odor and a hint of witchcraft.

She relayed a message to Daoxuan: "Xuanxuan, a plague has broken out in Luoyang City! I smell a Gu poison aura. Check if a sorcerer has cast a spell. Catch him and give him a good beating!"

The magistrate felt a chill run down his spine when he saw her talking to thin air.

He couldn't understand what the little Taoist priest was doing.

Is this what a master is like?

"Little Celestial Master, are you talking to a ghost?" the magistrate asked cautiously.

Renbao shook his head: "Talk to Xuanxuanxuan, he's not a ghost, he's the abbot of Qingshan Temple."

The magistrate was shocked!

I have gained a preliminary understanding of Renbao's abilities. The abbot of Qingshan Temple was a man who had refused the emperor's invitation to come out of seclusion and become the national teacher.

This little Taoist master is quite something!

...

Dao Xuan, who was offering incense to the ancestral master, had his eyes light up when he heard the soft and cute voice.

It's Renbao.

After hearing what she said clearly, Dao Xuan's expression darkened slightly.

He sat cross-legged, made hand gestures to divine the future, and after a moment, looked in the direction of the capital and uttered two words in a cold voice: "The Marquis's Residence".

……

"The plague in Luoyang is part of my scheme, designed to distract Su Renbao. In the next few days, you should find someone with great fortune to absorb from, so that your witchcraft can reach a higher level."

The old man in the black robe, his face hidden in the shadows, spoke in a deep voice.

A small figure was kneeling in front of him; it was Su Tang.

She looked up: "Yes, Master."

"What do you want to say?" The old man in black robes noticed her hesitation and asked calmly.

Su Tang said worriedly, "Master, if Renbao saves the people of Luoyang this time, her prestige in the court and among the people will increase even more. Wouldn't we be doing all the work for her?"

"Impossible." The old man in black robes immediately rejected this possibility. "No matter how powerful she is, she is still just a mortal. Before she figures out the antidote, she will inevitably contract the plague. At that time, it is hard to say whether she will survive."

Su Tang's face lit up with joy, and she said excitedly, "Then Tangtang will be able to completely replace her and become the youngest little celestial master in history."

The old man in black robes said earnestly, "Having ambition is a good thing. Go down and cultivate diligently. As long as you work hard, you will get what you want."

"Yes, Master."

At this moment, Su Tang was unaware of the other sentence.

The prerequisite for hard work is choosing the right direction.

……

The people of Luoyang, shrouded in despair.

A small figure and a sweet voice brought them hope.

"I'm here to save you, don't be afraid."