The riots in Wucheng at night had just begun to show their signs, so Brother Zhou suppressed them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The next day, before dawn, a burning heat made people extremely uncomfortable.

"Cooking, what to do. Don't avoid people. Fan Fan tiptoed and put the silver bag on the counter.

The shopkeeper hurriedly stretched out his hand and respectfully took it.

What to avoid? What to avoid, after yesterday's encounter, now the people in these streets do not dare to go to the door, it is so domineering.

Fan Fan was standing by the door, and at this moment the four men in the backyard were installing the door.

"My son, my son..."

"Heaven is unfair, my son, my son is starving to death. A burst of yellow paper floated over at the door, and it happened to fall at Fan Fan's feet.

"Woo woo, Dad... Daddy hug, I want daddy. The little kid dressed in white behind him was crying very much.

A simple funeral procession passed.

Before Fan Fan turned around, there was another cry at the corner of the street. The yellow paper flying all over the ground brought a bit of depression and barrenness to Wucheng.

Fan Fan picked up one and pursed his lips.

"Did so many people die? How could so many people die?" asked Fan Fan.

The shopkeeper wiped the table neatly and glanced outside.

"The starved to death, the sunburned, the thirsty.... I can't count the number of days. Even the coffin shops in the city can't sell enough, and some can only hastily take the mat and wrap it. The shopkeeper's voice was slightly dim.

His father also took the mat and buried it directly.

Most people are hungry, who wants to do those thankless tasks.

The children looked out the door and at the funeral procession as they walked by.

On the mat he was carrying, one hand was slightly downward, revealing half of his arm.

The skin that should have been pale and purple was covered with dark blue, and there was a disturbing redness and swelling in it. It's even a little bloodshot.

Fan Fan took a step back abruptly, a little scared in his eyes.

The child hurriedly climbed upstairs in three or two.

When he entered the master's room, he saw that Ye Shizhou was meditating, and his lips moved. He didn't say anything.

"Don't practice these days, it's not good for you here. Ye Shizhou opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Her strength is enough to transform these spiritual powers, but it also takes a lot of trouble. It is easy for beginners to destroy their foundation and be bewitched by this breath.

Wucheng became so irritable, inevitably because of his mental strength.

Most of the ordinary countries are sad and desperate. But there is very little violence.

Most of Tosan has developed a little mental power, and the appearance that he doesn't understand is the most prone to problems.

Fan Fan nodded obediently, sat on a small stool and looked up at the master.

He was originally as talented as the high priest, and he had some talent in spiritual power. Although it was not as good as Zhouzhou, it finally passed her so-called qualification line.

The kid also found some. Yesterday, he practiced for half an hour, and he felt very uncomfortable. Most of them are depressed in the bottom of their hearts.

It was the scene when his mother abandoned him, and he recalled it no less than twenty times. I almost got stuck in it and couldn't get out.

"Master, outside.... A lot of people died outside. Fan Fan pointed to the bottom, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He'd seen the dead, not like that.

Ye Shizhou paused and frowned slightly. Looking at the red sun on the horizon, it seems that he wants to pull out the last bit of moisture in the northwest.

The ground cracked. Barren. Even the roots of the trees were pulled out and eaten.

"Do not go out these days. Don't come into contact with any strangers either. Talk to the store and the aunts. Ye Shizhou still instructed in the end.

When it comes to her ability, many times it is providential to do it casually.

When she got out of the asylum, she felt that she had some kind of opportunity. The opportunity for her mental power to break through 4S.

Along the way, the closer she got to the northwest, the deeper the feeling in her heart.

Until I entered Wucheng, I felt those scattered and tyrannical breaths in the air at this moment. It seems that there is a faint spectrum.

Fan Fan looked at her and nodded his little head fixedly.

"Master, in this city.... There will be a lot of deaths in the city, right?" the child seemed to sense something.

Fan Fan was a little uncomfortable, and the mother who was holding the child just now would die. She.... There was a black clump on her eyebrows. Fan Fan didn't seem to dare to speak, and when he saw that there was no one in the house, he lowered his voice and said to the master.

In the past, when he was at home, he met the old man in the village several times, and he thought he was going to die. told his father, and his mother locked him up in the house and didn't give him food. Let him not speak out.

Later, the old grandfather died, and his brothers and sisters stopped playing with him. Daddy rarely hugs him anymore.

At this moment, he looked at Ye Shizhou's eyes pitifully, and he didn't have the appearance of the thug who would be feared in the future.

I guess no one would have thought that such an indifferent teenager would have such a soft past.

Ye Shizhou sighed lightly, High Priest, you are in trouble this time.

This sacrificial temple is too highly praised by Tosan, and now that many ordinary people have developed a little bit of spiritual power, the probability of riots is also high, and there are still many things that will be sent to the sacrificial temple.

"In this city, I am afraid that we will face a great catastrophe. "Plague.

Those who died of starvation and death from the sun and those who died of thirst, and whose bodies were left unattended. And when he saw something, he ate it, and there was a plague in the city of Wu.

Last night, when the man fell, there was a foul smell, and I am afraid that the body ** dirt is completely corroded. The government has done nothing, and I am afraid that this situation will be difficult to control.

Ye Shizhou stood up, pushed open the window, looked at the street below, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Today's Wucheng is like a big furnace, and it is still close to the side of the fire, which is more and more scorching.

It seems to be as foreshadowed by Ye Shizhou.

That night, a large number of people died violently in the city. Some people fell to the ground as they walked, some fell asleep in a drowsy state, and some died of agony.

At night in Wucheng, the cries of one after another almost echoed the empty Wucheng.

Overnight, the plague spread.

Ye Shizhou sighed lightly, Rao is she used to being cold-blooded, this large-scale plague has taken one life after another, but she is also extremely helpless.

The government of Wucheng finally sensed that something was wrong.

And that night they sent men to seal the gates of the city, and they brought them in, along with the gates. No entry or exit is allowed, as if the city gate is closed.

At this time, the official master didn't dare to be sloppy anymore, and rushed to Sangcheng overnight.

But is there another plague for those who preach the faith?

The plague in Wucheng was not very rapid, but because of the government's concealment and procrastination, it spread on a large scale.

The entire city of Wucheng was engulfed by the plague overnight. The hearts of the people were panicked, frightened, uneasy, and desperate and instantly overwhelmed everyone. It's as if abandoned by the whole world.

The last string broke in response.

Everyone in the sacrificial hall rushed to Wucheng, but I don't know if it will be too late this time.

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