Liluo watched the old man in the crowd speak, and wanted to step forward to listen carefully, but looking at the crowded medical hall and his little short legs, he couldn't help but feel helpless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she is now twelve or thirteen years old, although she has been well taken care of under the ancestral seat, but because of the previous experience of nine deaths and a lifetime, the whole person is still thin and small, at first glance it looks like a ten-year-old child. And at this moment, she followed Fu Sihan and his party, and the people around her were also respectful to her, but everyone thought that this was just brought by these immortals, and they didn't see her as one of them.

The awkward exclusion of the person was not broken, and he simply listened to the conversation between Fu Sihan and the old man, and at the same time, no one was paying attention, squatting down and carefully looking at the people on the straw mat under his feet.

This is a young man.

If it weren't for the dying breath and the pale face like a ghost, it would have looked like he was asleep.

After looking at the young man's inconspicuous black blue for a while, she stretched out her hand, which was slender and pale compared to the young man's face, but she didn't care, but she put the back of her hand on the man's forehead.

Cold.

It was as cold as the lake water of the moonlit day.

Her physique was already weak, and her body was not very warm, but this contact was so cold that she subconsciously withdrew her hand.

Liluo lowered his eyes and moved his gaze to his hand, thoughtfully.

As if she felt something, she looked up, and what she saw was Fu Sihan's gaze, she looked back calmly, and in less than two seconds, he shifted his gaze and refixed it on the old man in front of him who was slightly carrying his back, as if it was just a coincidence that he could notice her in such a corner just now.

"Old man, I don't know what the symptoms of these people's illnesses are......" Fu Sihan's gentle voice sounded, with some hesitation.

Liluo lowered his head and sneered in his heart, this person had already made up his mind in his heart, but he had to let others say it. And he had been more or less ignored by everyone before, and he could see her so inconspicuous from such a corner of the crowd.

Careful, cautious, cunning, but with a gentle mask.

When she was young, she lost the shelter of her home and writhed alone in this world. She also knows that in this world where people's hearts are difficult to fathom, a person like Fu Sihan is a smart person, but she is still a little unaccustomed to acting like this.

What is it that makes you so squeamish?

That's right, squeamish.

Liluo calmly gave himself such a definition.

From the moment she opened her eyes again, she understood that many things could no longer be done willfully, but now the ridicule in her heart made her have to face this problem.

The answer to this question is not so difficult.

As long as I thought about it for a moment, the voices and smiles of the group of people appeared in my mind.

Alas.

Weakly sighed in his heart, subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows, stood up when he left, no longer paying attention to the fluctuations in his heart before, and only looked at the movement in the crowd from afar.

After listening to Fu Sihan's words, the old man's face, which had been excited and worried about their arrival, also showed a little doubt, "It's strange to say, they don't have fever or pain symptoms, the little old man is not talented, and the medical skills passed down from his ancestors have seen some, but I really don't know what kind of illness it is, it will make people so ......."

"Since you are so suspicious, then why do you say that this is a plague?" Chu Yan interrupted him and asked.

The old man didn't feel offended in the slightest, turned sideways, and said in a humble tone, "The fairy chief doesn't know anything. At first, I thought it was an ordinary disease, but later, we found out that this disease can be infected!"

After hearing this, Chu Yan subconsciously took a step back, and with some vigilance, looked at the people lying around him. Although she has achieved a small degree in cultivation and is no longer a mortal, she still has to avoid what should be taboo, especially the plague that she caused for unknown reasons. She is no better than the other three, the early stage of the second order and the middle stage of the second order sound like a small level of difference, but the immortal cultivators all know that except for chance, but anyone who is not talented and has outstanding roots, since the second order, each small level needs decades of cultivation to achieve. In the same way, the difference in cultivation is even more obvious.

Liluo, who had been completely forgotten by her, looked at all this coldly and frowned slightly. Looking at the old man's Fu Sihan with a sideways face, she couldn't see it clearly, but Xue Qing and Ming Zimu's, she could see it clearly.

Even Ming Zimu, who has always shown kindness, took Chu Yan's actions for granted, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Just like Fu Sihan brought to her a moment ago, that uncomfortable feeling came out again.

Be patient, be patient.

Tell yourself in a soft voice that you don't need to be forced to suppress other emotions that you don't need at the moment.

The old man's eyes were a little sad, but his tone was still calm, and he said in an orderly manner, "Immortal elders, don't worry, after these ten days of observation, Xiao Lao'er has determined that if the infected person faints, then there will be no more infection." Here, here...... They were all already fainted. As for those who are still infected...... were all left in other courtyards by Xiao Lao'er and others. ”

At the end of the day, the sound gets lower and lower.

As if he could understand the old man's mood very well, Fu Sihan stepped forward to hold the old man's wrinkled hand, and his gentle smile seemed to remove all gloom, "Don't worry, the old man, I and a few junior brothers and sisters will definitely let everyone return to normal as soon as possible." ”

"Hey, hey. The old man's eyes were a little moist, his voice trembled, and he didn't say more, but looked at the person in front of him with a grateful face, and nodded deeply.

……

This is an inn.

It was empty, with tables, chairs, benches, counters, etc., neatly stacked in a corner, covered with ash, and uninhabited for a long time, probably since the plague appeared, there was no business here.

In the hall was a freshly wiped, somewhat old wooden square table, surrounded by several people sitting or standing, without speaking. Liluo slowly paced back and forth on the side, looked up at the second floor of the inn with no interest, and lowered his eyes again. It was the enthusiastic people of Heijo who cleaned up the room where they were temporarily living for them. It's not like he said when he came, it takes only one day, just now, Fu Sihan has promised the people here to stay, and he didn't refuse their kindness.

It's probably different from what I imagined.

Although the situation was serious, he didn't feel that it was tricky, but thinking that time was delayed, and he had to stay in this place that was almost a deserted city for a few days, Xue Qing couldn't help but glared fiercely at Liluo with a faint sense of presence in the distance.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps on the wooden staircase.