Chapter 702 Plague. (The Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

According to the direction Sun Mujian pointed, Pei Ling re-transformed a face with [Blood Faceless] on the way, and changed into a gray robe. After seven days and seven nights of flying, he finally arrived at Zhenmo Pass.

At this moment, the atmosphere in Zhenmo Pass is chilling, and the investigation is strict.

Fortunately, Pei Ling had Sun Mu's endorsement and quickly passed the review. He also heard that he was an alchemist who went to Chezhou to save mortals. Everyone in Zhenmo Pass respected him in awe. He leads the way.

"How's the situation now?" Pei Ling asked on the way to Chezhou.

The disciple of Jiuyi Mountain said worriedly: "The situation is very bad now. Only top-grade evil spirit pills above can be effective in this plague. However, the war broke out suddenly and the stock was insufficient. Moreover, the demon gate raided the convoy transporting the pills the day before yesterday, and most of them were destroyed. Dan, there is a shortage of elixir at present, every city will carry out hundreds of people almost every day..."

"At present, all kinds of methods have been tried. Except for the top-grade evil spirit pills, alchemists can only use vitality-type pills to forcibly hang the lives of the creatures."

"It's just that mortals are weak and cannot be replenished. This method cannot last long."

"The alchemist is willing to come to Chezhou at this moment, I am grateful."

Pei Ling frowned slightly as she listened.

He asked again, "Do you know the specific situation of this plague?"

"In this kind of plague, mortals first have high fever, chills, headaches, vomiting, shortness of breath, and rapid heartbeat, and soon become unconscious and delirium." The disciple of Jiuyi Mountain said, "If there is no treatment, the next Just chest pain, cough, coughing up blood..."

"If you leave it alone, you will die of exhaustion within two or three days."

"After death, the whole body was bleeding, showing necrosis and cyanosis."

"Therefore, the alchemist of the imperial dynasty temporarily named this plague 'cyanotic plague' [Note]."

Cyanosis...

Pei Ling murmured, "Evil Resisting Pill above top grade?"

My own alchemy is the best, as long as the problem that the elixir can solve, it is not a problem for me.

But I heard the disciple of Jiuyi Mountain say again: "Master, the Miao city that I sent you to this time has the true biography of my sect sitting in the city. After you arrive, just deal with the plague. The matter of the demon sect will be handled by the true biography of my sect. "

Pei Ling nodded. No matter what, we got to the place first and looked at the actual situation before talking.

In short, within the scope of his ability, Pei Ling is willing to save as many people as possible...

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Miao city.

This is one of the dozen or so largest cities in Chezhou.

It used to be bustling and lively.

But right now, at noon in the sun, the whole city is as quiet as death, no chickens or dogs are heard, only a few sporadic crying sounds, which lasted for a short time, as if exhausted and depressed.

The gates of the four sides of the city were closed tightly, only the south gate was opened a little bit. Several Jiuyi Mountain disciples were guarding here with vigilant expressions, wearing poison-proof beads and evil-suppressing talismans.

The sound of the pulley came, and a group of puppets pushed a cart, gathered from various places in the city to the long street, and finally lined up in a long line, intending to leave the city to be burned and buried.

"Son..." A shrill cry suddenly sounded, a woman with disheveled hair, bare feet, staggered and ran on the gravel road, ignoring the blood stains left by where she walked, trying to catch up with a certain cart, "Why didn't Wei Niang go...you left, how can you live as Wei Niang?"

"This little aunt." The cultivator accompanying the funeral procession stepped forward, pulled the woman back, and tried to persuade her, but when the woman turned around, she spit out all the pink blood on the cultivator. Hoo hoo sound, soon limp on the ground.

The monk was startled, and subconsciously took out the pill, intending to feed her, but the woman took advantage of the situation to break away from him, scrambled onto the cart, and hugged a small body: "Thank you, Immortal Master, But I have been a widow for many years, and I just want to think about such a little flesh and blood, now that he is gone, I don’t want to live anymore, so I don’t need to waste the immortal master’s medicine.”

The monk was still hesitating, but the woman fell down limply. He was startled, and went forward to pull it up to check, but saw a long hairpin, which had been quietly inserted into the woman's heart at some point.

She killed herself.

"Why didn't the few here die from the epidemic?" The monks in charge of guarding the gate of the city were indifferent to the scene in front of them. They had seen too many life and death in the past two days, and they were numb at the moment. Has been unable to express any intense emotion.

Only when the hand holding the weapon trembled slightly, could it be revealed how restless these disciples who used to be in the mountains who only meditated were in their hearts.

According to the sect's regulations, one of them used spells to detect every corpse that left the city, and suddenly let out a "huh" and pointed to five corpses piled up on one of the carts.

"Oh, that's a family of five." The monk who accompanied the funeral procession swept away the woman's vomit, glanced at it, and said calmly, "In fact, they didn't get infected with the plague, but looking at the situation in the city, my heart Terrified and unbearable, the whole family hanged themselves from the beam."

"..." There was silence at the gate of the city, and after a while, a monk said, "No problem, let's go."

After a pause, "I heard that there are still some materials in the warehouse, and the higher-ups also promised to dispatch an alchemist who can refine high-grade evil spirit pills as soon as possible?"

"Yes."

"Do you know when it will come?"

"It's hard to say... everyone is applying for alchemy now..."

"Miaocheng is a big city with many creatures, so it should be given priority here..."

"However, the living beings in other places are also living beings, and I'm afraid the higher-ups are also in trouble... oh..."

"Why do you say that a family of five is necessary? Maybe it will be fine in two days..."

"well……"

"Don't think about it, let's defend the city... Turn back and turn a few tanks of nourishing pill water to keep one alive, at least let them last until the alchemist arrives."

While the monks were whispering, suddenly a figure flashed in front of them, and a green shirt appeared not far from them.

"Senior Brother Dou!" The monks were startled and hurriedly saluted.

However, Dou Dai didn't care about these juniors and sisters at all, and stepped out again, directly appearing tens of feet outside the city, and bowed to the sky: "Jiuyi Mountain's true biography, Dou Dai, lives on behalf of Chezhou and Daimiaocheng, thank you master Gao Yi!"

Before he finished speaking, a flying boat slowly landed in front of him.

After the cabin door was opened, the disciple of Jiuyi Mountain who led the way said: "Master, this is Miao City, and the one outside is my brother Dou Dai, the true biography of Jiuyi Mountain."

"I still have responsibilities, so I will send the master here."

"Thank you." Pei Ling nodded, and took Yu Xuezhao off the flying boat. Soon, the flying boat flew into the sky again and went away in a while.

Dou Dai took a look at Pei Ling, and saw that he was covering his head and tail, and there was a woman beside him who was also dressed in a secretive way, and he didn't care. After bowing his hands, he said in a deep voice: "Master, it's not too late, please Follow me into town."

【Note】The prototype Black Death.