"What if you can't?" Obviously, this executive officer didn't believe his words, in the executive's opinion, the epidemic that can't be cured by too many doctors, how can he be cured well by relying on him, a hairy boy who knows how to do Maoshan techniques, if he can cure it well, then what's the use of being a doctor?

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"Well, that's what you said, if you can't be cured within three days, just wait to be burned with them. Let's go. After the executive officer finished speaking, he left with his subordinate officers and soldiers, set the time in one sentence, did not arrange manpower for him, and did not give him any medicinal materials, so he camped thirty miles away.

On the first day, the people of Lingshan did not treat the epidemic people, but let the people with mild illness wash all the big iron pots in the town, and the epidemic people knew that the people on Lingshan were saving them with their lives, and they were moved one by one. They worked harder than ever, and they did whatever the people on Lingshan said.

On the first day, several more people with a serious epidemic died. According to the rules, they were burned clean after they had died of the plague, so that the epidemic would not continue to spread.

Thirty miles back, the executive has been watching from afar, and has not stepped forward. Even the usual tasks are left behind.

The people on Lingshan were not angry when they saw this, and their right hand condensed a trace of flames, shooting at the epidemic people, instantly turning into a piece of flying ash and disappearing into this heaven and earth.

On the second day, a person who looked like a Taoist boy from outside the city, claiming to be an apprentice of the people on Lingshan, came to help, and the executive officer directly let him go, and someone came to send him to death, he couldn't stop people, and the darkness in the executive officer's heart continued to deepen.

After the Taoist boy came, he helped the epidemic people, filled the big iron pot with water, and began to boil the water.

On this day, several more plague people died, and the people on Lingshan still burned them to ashes.

"Lingshan Shangren, the water has been boiled, what should I do now?" This person is a relatively light person with a light epidemic here, known as the iron arm Ah San, is a martial artist, makes a dart head in a dart game, and a pair of arms are flexible and powerful, and can lift a hundred-pound stone.

"Is the bathhouse cleaned?" Dao Tong asked.

"Master Dao, it's all cleaned up." Ah San replied respectfully.

"Pour all the boiling water into it, and bring all the herbs to the bathhouse."

"Yes." At this time, Ah San had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask too much and left.

"What's the matter, did he lie to our ......?"

"What do you mean, to call us ...... with heart?"

"Ah San, you heard it right, is he ......?"

After Ah San left, there was a bustling noise in front of him.

"Enough, don't forget, if it weren't for the people on Lingshan, we would have been burned to death by now."

Ah San roared, and the front was suddenly silent, and only the sound of people holding water and walking was heard.

"Lingshan Shangren, all the boiling water has been poured into it, and there are a total of ten large pools for men and women in the bathhouse, all of which have been filled." It was already very late, and Ah San specially came to report to the people of Lingshan, they had not eaten in the past few days, and they had done manual work today, and they were already a little unable to support it.

"Gather everyone outside the bathhouse, and carry those who can't move." The Lingshan Master lowered his voice and ordered Ah San, and after Ah San withdrew, the Lingshan Master tidied up and prepared to walk in the direction of the bathhouse.

When they came to the front of the bathhouse, there were already a lot of people gathered on the Lingshan Mountain to the door of the bathhouse, the white clothes on their bodies were clean and dusty, and under the blowing of the night breeze, they looked particularly elegant, and they wore white gauze hats on their heads, so that people couldn't see his face clearly: "Ah San, you push the medicinal herbs in first, before I come out, no one is allowed to enter the bathhouse, and those who violate the order will die." ”

The majestic voice of the people on the Spirit Mountain came into everyone's ears, making some people who were about to peep put away their careful thoughts.

Dao Tong followed the Lingshan Master into the bathhouse, Ah San saw the Lingshan Master put the medicinal herbs into the bath, took out a small bottle from his arms, dripped the divine water in it into the pool, and left after doing all this.

The little Taoist boy beside him came outside and asked the epidemic people to enter the bathhouse in the order of women and children, and then men, and take a bath in the bath.

At this point in the story, it's basically over. Yang Zhi stopped, looked at the sun with only a trace of residual heat left, took a sip of tea, and prepared to continue.

"And then?" The anxious person had already asked, Yang Zhi smiled, and was just about to start talking.

"Later, the epidemic was brought under control and the disease of the affected people gradually improved. I wandered again. The voice of the person on the Spirit Mountain sounded.

"It's a ...... person on Lingshan" At this time, I saw a young and handsome son, slowly falling from the drunken Fuxiang Tower. The reason why he acted in such a high-profile manner was to spread the news to the capital, and then he could enter the palace logically.

When everyone saw the people on Lingshan, they immediately exploded, and the crowd below was completely boiling with excitement.

"Everyone, please be quiet." Uncle Fu appeared in time to appease everyone at the door.

Yang Zhi's thick eyebrows slammed fiercely, he thought about it for a while, and immediately smiled. He knew that the people on Lingshan had no intention of revealing more, so he appeared, interrupting the story behind him.

After everyone was quiet, Uncle Fu continued.

"Today, the people of Lingshan are so enthusiastic about everyone, specially put some of the longevity of the medicinal food that they have obtained over the years, and handed it to me, today, I specially made pastries and porridge according to the medicinal food recipe, and some side dishes, everyone present has a share, please line up, and go to Zuifuxiang in turn to eat, due to the large number of people, you can stay to eat, and you want to take it home to eat, and there are special people to send it to the house." Uncle Fu finished speaking in one breath, his face was not red and he was not panting. Subsequently, he instructed all the maids of Zui Fuxiang to take everyone to eat inside.

"Your story is very good, would you like to go out with me?" Uncle Fu was arranging on the side, and Yeli looked back at Yang Zhi, who had just spoken passionately.

"Thanks to the Venerable Master's dislike, Yang Zhiding will never give up." Yang Zhi never thought that he could get a different look from the people on Lingshan, so he immediately knelt down on one leg to show his loyalty, but was stopped by Yeli.

You must know that Yang Zhi is now more than 20 years old and has not yet gained fame, on the one hand, because his grandmother, who has more than 80 years of family, can't let go, and on the other hand, his uprightness makes him have no way around and can't find a good way. Such a person will not be used easily. The person he can identify with must be the dragon and phoenix among people.

Yang Zhi's eyes are really vicious, many years later, when he is in a position above ten thousand people under one person, recalling the current events, he is very happy in his heart, if it wasn't for his brother telling him word for word what he saw back then, he must not have had such an adventure.