For these mortals, writing on the wall of the ancestral hall was a disrespectful act, but her eyes were slightly hot when she saw it. How much kindness is contained in these two words?

The ancestral door was closed, and she knocked lightly. Immediately, there was a violent coughing sound inside, and then someone shouted: "Everyone here is sick, if you don't want to be unlucky, leave quickly!"

She said in a harmonious voice: "I am a doctor who heals diseases, and I am not afraid of epidemics. Open the door. "When these people are sick, they can still care about the safety of others, and they are many times kinder than the people in the village.

After a while, the door of the ancestral hall opened inward, revealing four or five sick faces inside, the youngest of whom was a child, who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old. Most of them were flushed and unsteady on their feet, so they could only sit on the ground, but they were still conscious.

At that moment, she did her job as a doctor and asked everyone about her condition, and the answer she received was similar to what the village chief had described, but most of them progressed to the second order of the disease and began to cough up blood, and the most seriously ill one in this shrine was already unconscious, and it was the first person to be infected with the epidemic. The man was in his twenties, skinny, flushed, and coughed twice occasionally. Ning Xiaoxian checked his skin and found that there were faint bruises and purple marks under the skin.

According to others, this guy is a medicine man, and he usually goes up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and some herbs to make a living. A few days ago, after returning home from the mountains, he suddenly fainted, fell to the ground and never woke up, followed by a high fever on the surface of the body and foaming at the mouth. His wife wiped the foam off him, wiped his sweat and body, and soon became ill himself, and the infection continued. The people of the village were afraid of them like tigers. A fire burned down their clothes and houses, and drove them all to live in the shrine.

Although the village chief's character is not very good, this matter is really not wrong. It's also timely, otherwise there would have been more people lying here.

Ning Xiaoxian glanced at the patient a few times, frowned, and said, "He has always been so thin?"

His wife shook her head: "No, he was originally a little fat, but he lost so much weight in a few days after he got sick. ”

She waved away the other patients and winked at Tu Du. The latter nodded slightly, leaning over to block everyone's view. Then he released a wisp of soul clone and infiltrated the person's body.

The first patient is an important clue to the source of the disease.

After a while. Only after finishing the painting did he retract his clone, and his face was a little solemn. He waved his hand and planted an enchantment around the house before he passed the word to everyone, "This man is already dead, and even his soul has disappeared. Even the body is like an empty skin bag. The blood and marrow are gone. ”

She had imagined many possibilities, but she didn't expect Tu Duan to give this answer. This person didn't even have a soul, but how could he cough? She hadn't paid attention before, but now she condensed her ears and listened, and sure enough, the person on the couch had no heartbeat or breathing!

It's not a human anymore, what is "it"? zombie?

Women have always been a little afraid of unknown and strange things. Ning Xiaoxian is not afraid of monsters. But like all girls, she was a little scared of ghosts! Changtian comforted her and said, "Don't be afraid, these people have been with it for many days, but they haven't seen it break out and hurt people." Stand back and let Tu Duan test it with words. ”

Sure enough, Tu Duan took a step in front of her, and said "loudly": "This person is so sick that he can't even breathe, and he needs to be cremated immediately." As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and the patient's wife immediately cried and fainted. The person who opened the door for Ning Xiaoxian said unbelievingly: "I was still coughing just now, why did I lose my breath?" wanted to rush in, but was blocked out of the enchantment, and everyone knew that the person who came to see the doctor was a living immortal, and immediately cried quietly.

Tu Duan opened the barrier and let the man in. He stretched out his hand and probed under the patient's nose for a long time, and finally his face was as pale as dirt: "There is really no snort!"

Ning Xiaoxian said seriously: "Exactly." I've just investigated, and there's no soul in his body. He is the first to be sick, and he needs to be purified by fire, and you will take out all the firewood. Although everyone thinks that it is a little inappropriate to suddenly cremate the body of her companion, she is a "living immortal", and if she says it, how can anyone dare to argue?

The ancestral ancestral hall was originally stationed here, so behind the ancestral hall is a small utility room, which contains firewood and daily necessities. Everyone brought Chai He and threw it in the open space in the ancestral hall, and then retreated to the door according to Ning Xiaoxian's intentions.

Tu Tu sprinkled some pine oil on the pyre, and then rubbed his fingers, and a spark shot out and landed on the pyre, and suddenly a raging fire ignited with a "whew". The flames soared into the sky, and the faces of the people outside the ancestral hall were as pale as earth, as if they saw their own miserable future.

Ning Xiaoxian glanced at Tu Du, he realized in his heart, reached out to grab the living corpse in the house, dragged it to the edge of the fire, and was about to throw it in, when the corpse suddenly came to life!

Originally, this living corpse was lying on the bed in a sick state and only coughing without opening his eyes or speaking, but now his eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up with a force under his feet. The people in the shrine have good eyesight, and they can see that the pupils in the eyes of this living corpse are maximized, and they will not shrink when they see the light, and they still look dark and scary in this afternoon.

The mortals outside the door screamed in shock, their legs were weakened with horror, and some of the timid ones rolled their eyes and fainted.

The living corpse let out a long, human-like howl and lunged at Tu Quan. Tu has spent his whole life dealing with soul corpses, where would he be afraid of this? He snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a god and make a ghost!" With a flick of his hand, he triggered the magic trick.

The wind in the air suddenly became terrible, and it turned into a white air blade and flew out, which was the wind blade. This kind of spell is useless for monks above the foundation building period, and it is only used to probe the foundation of this living corpse.

The living corpse did not dodge or dodge, and let the seven or eight wind blades cut huge holes in its body, and one of them cut open the abdomen diagonally. The spectators exclaimed, thinking that they would see the terrible scene of their stomachs and intestines falling all over the ground, even Ning Xiaoxian frowned and didn't want to see it, but Changtian sneered: "But it's okay to look at it!"

As she said, the wounds on the body of the living corpse did not show any blood stains, and everyone could even see the scene inside through the wound on its abdomen - it was empty, and the organs were shrunk into a ball, like dehydrated jerky.

This person's essence and blood had already been drained, and the remaining body was really just a shell, just like the mortals she had seen who had been used to refine the Longevity Pill. But what is it that drives this soulless body to run and move?

These wind blades hit the living corpse, naturally making it neither painful nor itchy, but it seemed to recognize the power of the smudger, and turned around and pounced on Ning Xiaoxian.

This disgusting thing, she didn't want to get close. With her mind moving, the Demon Devouring Vine Meat Ball had already felt the disgust of its master, and two sharp vines stretched out from her sleeve, instantly piercing the body of the living corpse, nailing it to the wall like roast meat on a skewer.

This thing can still struggle, and it has a lot of strength, but how can it resist the strength of the meat ball? Ning Xiaoxian said angrily: "Meat ball, such a disgusting thing, don't touch it in the future!" The meat ball is attached to the black scale armor, and it can be regarded as getting along with her closely, and it is enough to make her sad to run back after being stained with this kind of dirty thing.

The meat ball passed a grievance thought.

At this moment, the struggling living corpse suddenly quieted down, its hands and feet lowered, and then a small cyan ball of light came out of its mouth, soaring into the sky with lightning speed, and it was about to stay away from this small ancestral hall!

It was so fast that before the mortals outside the door could see it, it had already rushed into the sky, and then—and then—like it had crashed into an invisible obstacle, it was knocked backwards several steps. It changed directions and continued to run, but it couldn't get out.

Seeing this ball of green light scurrying around like a headless fly that was upside down in a glass, the corner of Ning Xiaoxian's mouth hooked a sneer: "Do you still want to run?" Sister has already set up an enchantment, so I will guard against you!" She didn't want to get close to this thing, so she threw out a bundle of demon ropes and tied it to the center of the net.

She couldn't remember which hapless monk she had received the bundle from, but it was very useful against the little ball of green light.

Bringing this thing to the eyes, everyone saw clearly, the real body of the original ball of light was oval, like a small plant seed, a little bigger than a sesame seed, but with a thin and soft tail, it really looked like a miniature version of a tadpole, but the whole body was glowing with a faint blue light. Seeing that it didn't hit the demon rope with much force, Tu Duan pinched it in his hand and studied it for a while before taking out a jade bottle and putting it in.

Without this kind of trouble, the living corpse fell directly to the ground, like a hollowed out pocket. After a closer inspection, he found that this sub-shaped thing originally inhabited the heart of a living corpse and manipulated human movements. It's just that it's too hidden, and it's so small that the soul clone doesn't even notice it. At that moment, he felt a little guilty for his carelessness.

Ning Xiaoxian carefully examined the other patients with his divine thoughts, but he did not find this green seed in them again. It seemed that this was the source of the disease, she breathed a sigh of relief, removed the enchantment, and then took out the Hundred Jie Ling Pill and the Clear Void Pill, and gave them to two people with similar symptoms to take each.

Qingxu Dan's medicinal effect is better, but the cost is higher, she wants to see which medicine is more cost-effective to use to save people, after all, there are countless people infected with the epidemic in Nanganbu Continent.

After waiting quietly for a while, the results came out. The person who took the Qingxu Pill quickly turned ruddy, but his spirit was still atrophied, and the patient who took the Baijie Ling Pill had a high fever that stopped for about half an hour, and his mind was much clearer, but after the medicinal power was over, the illness came back - her elixir could not cure this plague disease! This is very unusual, because even though the Baijie Ling Pill is an ordinary antidote to detoxification and disease, it comes from the hand of Danlu Qiqi, and its own medicinal effect is more than ten times stronger than the ordinary Baijie Ling Pill! (To be continued......