After Yang Xianmao asked, he learned that when those fanatics rushed into the homecoming village, Aunt Huang was trembling in the attic with the maid osmanthus, they saw the fireworks all over the city, and the dead bodies that fell to the ground on the street, they were so frightened that they couldn't possess their bodies, and they wanted to go down to be with the master, but they couldn't find where the master was under the chaos.

Therefore, seeing that the murderer was frantically attacking the inner house, she was a female streamer and could not participate in the resistance, so she took the maid and hid in the attic again, wanting to check the situation, but found that after the inner house was breached, the tide of murderers poured in, scaring the master and servant so much that they were not possessed by their souls, and there was nowhere to escape, so they simply hid under the Yaoqin table and covered it with a tablecloth.

The two of them hid in this attic until the gangsters left the attic, and they did not come out, and they did not dare to go downstairs, but fortunately, there was food and water on the fourth floor of the attic, and they were able to maintain it. I heard Yang Xianmao and them go upstairs just now, thinking that it was the gangsters rushing up again, so I was so frightened that I quickly hid under the Yaoqin frame again, and I didn't get out until I heard Yang Xianmao's voice and heard that it was Yang Xianmao.

Yang Xianmao looked at them like that, and estimated that they should not have contact with those people, because with her flower and moon appearance, if she was in contact with those gangsters who rushed in, she would not be so intact, but Yang Xianmao still needs to be cautious and not contact with them, so Yang Xianmao said to Aunt Huang: "We need to isolate each other, isolate for a few days, so let's go, you two go to the fourth floor to live, we live on the roof, we just need some water, and we have food." ”

Aunt Huang originally thought that Yang Xianmao and they would live on the fourth floor in very good conditions, and let them live on the top floor, but they didn't expect it to be the other way around, and they were grateful.

Because it was easy for Yang Xianmao to do anything to her at this time, she had already thought about it, even if she sacrificed her hue when necessary, she would ask for her life, besides, even if this young and handsome Taoist wanted to do something to her, she was actually very willing in her heart, but she didn't expect Yang Xianmao to give them the best room, she was very grateful.

Seeing that Liu Dongyan was seriously injured, Aunt Huang said a lot of comforting words, Yang Xianmao was not in a good mood at this time, so she asked them to go down first, and the two hurriedly went down to the fourth floor, Yang Xianmao also followed, took two quilts from the box they had not turned over, washed them with a blue and white porcelain vase, filled a porcelain bottle full of water, and took it to it.

There was a large water tank on the fourth floor, and the water was almost full, and a full bottle only used up a small part of it.

Yang Xianmao returned to the top floor, closed the door to the fourth floor, and then helped Liu Dongyan to lie on the soft collapse. He put all the medicinal materials downstairs, and there was no need to bring those medicinal materials upstairs, because there was no treasure upstairs, and no one would rob them, and the medicinal materials had to be boiled at high temperatures, even if the plague was boiled, it should not be contagious, which is what Hua Tuo Qing Bao Sutra said.

Yang Xianmao closed the other doors, so as not to hurt Liu Dongyan by the wind in the hall.

Then he was outside the attic, looking around, the reason why he chose here, a very important reason is that from here he can understand the situation of the whole city, because this attic is an independent place, and the surrounding houses are quite far away, so it was not burned by the fire that spread home, but the smoke bubbling up from below was a little choking, fortunately, the autumn wind was relatively powerful, and the smoke that rushed up was basically blown around, and it was only a small amount of smoke that would not affect breathing.

The day passed peacefully, Yang Xianmao and Liu Dongyan both ate the dry food they brought. Aunt Huang asked Osmanthus to bring them food, but the door was locked by Yang Xianmao, and when she called the door outside, Yang Xianmao didn't open it, telling them that they could eat it.

Aunt Huang came to the door with the dishes in person, and said delicately: "Dao Chief, this meal is cooked by me myself, you can't think that I can cook, the dishes I make are exquisite, why don't you try it, I will put the food at the door." ”

Before making sure that they were absolutely safe, Yang Xianmao didn't want to come into contact with Aunt Huang, because not only could he not confirm whether Aunt Huang was infected or not, but he also couldn't confirm whether the two of them were infected with the plague. He can't let Aunt Huang pass the disease on to them, and he can't bear to pass the disease on to others, so he has to be responsible for both parties.

So he said very resolutely: "I said that I don't need to eat, we can't have any contact between the two of us now, you listen to me, don't make your own decisions, stay down there, I'm annoying, don't come to talk to me." ”

Yang Xianmao said the last few words a little heavily, but he was telling the truth, at this time, Aunt Huang came up to play tricks and show off his flirtatiousness, which is indeed out of place, because now Yang Xianmao does not know whether he is infected with the disease, the injuries on his body are in contact with the other party, and some of the murderers on the other side are infected with the plague, so he has a considerable possibility of being infected, once he is infected with the plague, it is equivalent to announcing the death penalty, a person who is waiting for the judgment of whether there is a death penalty, what mood does he have to provoke a woman? Even if the woman was from Fengyue City, Yang Xianmao was really not interested, although he did look a little coquettish and sultry.

After being said a few words by Yang Xianmao, Aunt Huang could hear the annoyance in Yang Xianmao's heart, so she didn't dare to provoke it again, so she obediently sighed and went downstairs with the food.

That night, the bright moon is in the sky, a round of bright moon hangs in the sky like a disk, the autumn is high and refreshing, it is the most intoxicating season, but it is a pity that this round of bright moon is full of devastation, the fire in Yinzhou City has not been extinguished in many places, it is still burning, most of the city is destroyed in the fireworks, the city has basically not heard the sound, and there are no pedestrians to see.

After dark, the lights of the thousands of houses were now extinguished, and there were no lights on, and even if there were still people left in the city, they knew that they could not light the lights at night, otherwise they would invite the surviving murderers to plunder.

Yang Xianmao stood by the railing, looking at the devastation of the city, feeling the tranquility of this strange dead city in the moonlight, Liu Dongyan slowly stood up, came to him step by step, and said in a weak voice: "Young master." ”

Yang Xianmao looked back at her, under the cold moonlight, Liu Dongyan's beautiful melon seed face became more pointed, it was only half a day's work, she lost a lot of weight, but her originally very white skin was more like clotted fat in the moonlight. The beautiful eyes are still radiant, but there is more water, it looks a little hazy, the eyebrows are curved and thin, and the delicate look on the railing, Yang Xianmao is full of associations, so he reached over to support her waist and said, "You Nizi, don't lie down well, what are you doing when you get up?"

"I've been lying down for a day, it's weird, I saw you looking at the moon here, so I also came to look, a bright moon is really refreshing, but unfortunately the city is full of flames, which makes this beautiful scenery painted with a lot of sadness. ”

Yang Xianmao nodded, and also sighed in his heart, the city under the moonlight was black and oppressive, and he thought to himself, I don't know how many people died in this house full of cities? Thinking about what should have been a beautiful scenery under the moonlight, I didn't expect it to be a city full of dead corpses.

The two of them looked at the moonlight quietly, and at this moment, suddenly the voice of Yaoqin came from downstairs.

Yang Xianmao didn't understand Yaoqin, nor did he understand music, but from the sad tune, he could feel that this tune should be written about the sadness under the moon.

Liu Dongyan said in a low voice on the side: "This is the Yaoqin song "Haiyue Qinghui", she plays it really well. ”

Of course, this piano sound was played by Aunt Huang, Yang Xianmao originally despised her, but now listening to her can play such an ancient song with a far-reaching artistic conception, not only does the sense of contempt for her be greatly reduced, I always feel that with such a musical accomplishment, her nature will not be bad, and I don't feel a sigh.

Yang Xianmao was immersed in the ethereal and elegant sound of the piano, and heard Liu Dongyan next to him say in pain and despair: "Young master, I, I have a stomachache, I can't stand it......"

Yang Xianmao's heart seemed to fall from the top of the building to the downstairs, falling on the stone slab and shattering into countless petals, he didn't dare to look back at Liu Dongyan's desperate eyes, looked at the moon again, took a deep breath, and said, "Are you sure?"

Both of them understood the meaning of this sentence, which meant that they were sure that they had already suffered from the plague, and they had seen too many people who had vomited and died of the plague these days, and they knew that as long as they started to have diarrhea like water, they would not be able to run away.

Liu Dongyan's voice became calmer: "Actually, it started to hurt in the afternoon, the pain was not bad, at first I thought it was too nervous, but it is getting worse and worse, and now I can't help it." ”

There is a red lacquered toilet in this attic, which is used by Aunt Huang on the fourth floor, and when Yang Xianmao came up, he saw it, and he said, "I'll go get you a toilet." ”

Say it, Yang Xianmao quickly turned around and opened the door and went downstairs.

When he arrived downstairs, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Aunt Huang was a little surprised, and looked at Yang Xianmao a little shyly, he thought that Yang Xianmao was attracted by her piano sound, so he stood up and said delicately: "Dao Chief, I didn't disturb your Qingxiu, right?"

Yang Xianmao smiled at her rarely, "Your piano sound is indeed very beautiful."

After that, he walked to the toilet again, picked up the red lacquered toilet, and said, "I'll borrow this, you still have a spare, right?"

Aunt Huang heard Yang Xianmao praise the piano skills, she was ashamed and happy, and was about to enjoy the moon with Yang Xianmao and the two of them, but she didn't expect Yang Xianmao to take the red paint toilet, it was really a big scene, she couldn't help crying and laughing, and said: "Yes, I will ask the osmanthus to get it again." ”

Yang Xianmao snorted, and went upstairs with the red lacquer toilet, he now doesn't have to care about whether Aunt Huang and they have been infected with the plague, because Liu Dongyan is infected, and now the only thing that needs to be defended is that Liu Dongyan should not pass the plague to them, they themselves have the plague, and now they know that they cannot be spared, he has been in close contact with Liu Dongyan, carrying her down the mountain into the city, there is no reason not to infect him.

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