"Sue!" Mu Qingyang took a hard breath in order to stabilize his feelings, and his eyes wandered in this dilapidated courtyard.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and in the corner of the yard, there was a kind of red-edged and green-leafed weed, "Jointweed??" She was a little unsure, and trembled and pulled out the rhizome under the leaves, and when she saw the long, white roots. She couldn't help but get a little excited.

That's right, it's it - "Grass Joint"!

One is a kind of heat-clearing, anti-inflammatory and detoxifying herb in modern times, and some people will also use it to cook and eat it cold...... This discovery made her a treasure.

Mu Qingyang looked at the "knotweed" that had picked a lot of "knotweed" in his arms, washed the soil on it with rainwater, and moved it into the small dilapidated house. Leaning against the wall, he slowly sat down.

Shoved it into his mouth one by one. Chewing, chewing harder and harder! A sweet smell of earth and the astringency of rain swallowed all in my stomach.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of hot tears coming out of my cheeks! Is it hate, joy, joy, sorrow, fear...... Maybe it's just because she's still - "alive"!

Yes, she lives, she wants to live, for herself! For this skin, she wants to live well!

Two days later, in the city of Water Moon.

In the "Policy Room", a soldier in a battle uniform was reporting the situation in the army to Chen Wangji, who was sitting in front of the desk, and from time to time expressed his opinion: "...... Recently, there has been a lot of rain, and our army really shouldn't have a siege!"

"Hmm" King Chen agreed, but did not look up. A pair of eyes stared at the strategic map on the table, if it weren't for the heavy rain that disrupted his new combat strategy, he was afraid that he would have ...... at this time

“…… Recently, there have always been some soldiers who have somehow been burning hot and coughing for a long time......"

'The heat doesn't go away!!' King Chen's pupils shrank, and he immediately looked up at the person in front of him.

"How many are there?"

"There are five of them. ”

"Circle it now!"

"Yes, the last will do it. The soldier withdrew from the house, and couldn't help but turn around and peek at King Chen, with a puzzled face, King Chen's voice just now seemed to be different from before.