Yuan Qianwei has already cried into tears.

"Brother, you are so good to Ha'er, Ha'er ......"

I really don't know what to say in the following words.

Perhaps, this is the realm of "great grace without thanks".

"Brother, why are you so kind to Ha'er?

Indeed, I remember that the two have not been dating for a few days, but if you want to talk about acquaintance, they met fifteen years ago.

Mi Xiaobei made a bitter face, scratched the back of her head, and didn't know how to answer Yuan Qianwei: "This...... How do I know about the things in my last life? Anyway, I like to be with Ai'er!"

It stands to reason that if you live in a scholarly family or an official house, you should be sensible at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and even bear the burden of the family.

But Yuan Qianwei is the second lady of the Yuan Mansion, a lot of food and clothing, arrogant, and Mi Xiaobei, who has been wandering the rivers and lakes, and is used to being free and loose.

They don't have the pressure of life, they don't have any aspirations, they just want to live freely.

Therefore, the mentality of two people is still like a child many times.

It's just that after experiencing this catastrophe of "suddenly getting old", Yuan Qianwei's mentality has slowly undergone some changes.

"Cheap brother, I want to go out and have a look. ”

"Mmmm......mmmm

Mi Xiaobei's head shook like a rattle: "In this extraordinary period, the whole city is under martial law, the whole people are grounded, only officers and soldiers patrol the streets, so let's not go." ”

As soon as Yuan Qianwei came up with his brutality, the nine cows couldn't pull it: "What about the officers and soldiers? With my brother-in-law here and you here, is it difficult for anyone to dare to arrest Miss Ben?"

Mi Xiaobei shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "Every household in the city is closed, and there is nothing to see." ”

Yuan Qianwei sighed, changed his expression and said to Mi Xiaobei: "Brother cheap, what happened in the city......? Fulfilled?"

Mi Xiaobei suddenly wondered: What monster? What fulfillment?

With a flash of inspiration, he recalled Bi Xiaotian.

In Dongyue Peak, when Bi Xiaotian handed over the psychic staff to Yuan Qianwei, he said that Qingzhou was in trouble, and he hoped that the old man would use the psychic staff to help the people solve the problem.

The monster that Yuan Qianwei said was Bi Xiaotian.

In order to calm Yuan Qianwei's restless heart, Mi Xiaobei still said the actual situation in Qingzhou: "Ai'er, I don't know if the catastrophe that the monster said is this happening in Guangzhou City from now on, but there is really a catastrophe in Qingzhou at present. Do you know? The day after we left Qingzhou for Dongyue Peak, a plague broke out in the whole city, and it has been half a month since then, resulting in the death of more than 1,000 people and the infection of 20,000 people. At present, in order to find a good remedy for the master who can get rid of the plague, Lord Zhizhou, that is, your brother-in-law, has offered a reward of 500,000 taels of silver, but three days have passed, and he still has not come to unveil the list. I don't know if the millions of soldiers and civilians in Qingzhou can survive this hurdle!"

Yuan Qianwei was suddenly shocked: "Brother cheap, is it related to the bat barbecue that the third master said?"

This is shallow and hazy, and when it is smart, the thinking is indeed very comparable.

Mi Xiaobei shrugged, did not answer, and sighed helplessly.

Yuan Qianwei was so anxious that she was about to cry: "So many people have died, and so many people are infected, my brother-in-law must be in a hurry." Cheap brother, I'm going to see my sister and brother-in-law, is there anything I can help me with. ”

Mi Xiaobei suddenly became nervous: "My eldest lady, what can you do to help, lying at home is the greatest contribution you have made to Qingzhou." In these extraordinary times, don't think about wandering around. ”

"No way!"

Yuan Qianwei suddenly remembered something: "I'm going to Nanshan!"

At this time, Mi Xiaobei was speechless.

Yuan Qianwei's biological mother, the little lady Lu Xiaoxue, lives in the middle of the Nanshan Mountain, although the plague may not necessarily spread to that "no man's land", but as a daughter, worry is inevitable.

Yuan Qianwei wanted to see his mother, and Mi Xiaobei had no reason to stop him.

In the past three days when Yuan Qianwei was in a coma, didn't Mi Xiaobei also take the time to go home, and also sent a large piece of vulture meat to help his parents get rid of poison.

Although his parents are not out of the door, it is impossible for them to be infected with the plague.

The old man said that Yuan Qianhao was haunted by ghosts in Dongyue Peak, but fortunately, because he ate fire vulture meat, he resisted many ghosts. Mi Xiaobei thought that this fire vulture meat had the effect of healing and defending against the plague.

So he said to Yuan Qianwei: "It's okay, I'll go with you, and by the way, I'll send some vulture meat to Mrs. ”

Yuan Qianwei didn't know the efficacy of the vulture meat, but he just thought it was delicious, so of course it would be good to give a little to his mother.

suddenly felt that Mi Xiaobei was too intimate.

So, the two didn't dare to say hello to the old man, so they secretly climbed out of the back wall and ran to the bottom of Dongyue Peak, and Mi Xiaobei disappeared into the rock wall again.

Yuan Qianwei is a mortal, so naturally he can't see the cave where Mi Xiaobei hides the meat of the fire vulture.

This cave is the Qiong Pulp Cave where Bi Sanxiao lived for three years, and the small bottle of Qiong Pulp that Mi Xiaobei gave to Yuan Qianwei was obtained from the Qiong Pulp Cave.

It's strange to say, this elixir hole will only be opened once in three years, and each time the elixir just fills the stone mortar, which is about fifty or sixty catties.

Usually, the two caves that meet for about 100 meters are closed.

But it's just for ordinary people.

Back then, Bi Xiaotian lived in these two caves.

His second son, Bi Sanxiao, who came back from the dead, also lived on the magma water in the cave.

It's just that fifteen years have passed, and after Bi Sanxiao was adopted by Ouyang Jian, he has disappeared.

Mi Xiaoxiao got out of the rock wall like a ghost, and there was an extra cloth bag in his hand, which contained twenty catties of fire vulture meat.

"Hao'er, let's go, let's go to Nanshan. ”

Nanshan Taoist Temple is naturally in the south of Qingzhou, from Dongyue Peak to Nanshan, to diagonally pass through half of Qingzhou City.

Mi Xiaobei is an extraordinary person, naturally he is not afraid of plague, and no matter how evil the ghost is, he has to retreat.

Although Yuan Qianwei is a mortal, he has experienced this disaster and can be regarded as reborn.

The aura of the psychic staff has soaked every meridian in her body, not to mention the true qi that Mi Xiaobei lost to her more than ten days ago,

In addition, in Dongyue Peak, she eats the most vulture meat......

Today's Yuan Qianhao can be regarded as a half-spirit alien.

Even if the plague god meets her, he must also avoid her.

So, the two swaggered through the market, but in order to keep a low profile, they still wore masks.

Compared with the previous few days, the city of Qingzhou is more tranquil, and the streets are filled with suffocating horror.

As long as you calm down, you can hear the footsteps of soldiers patrolling several miles away.

There was not a single pedestrian on the empty street, and every house closed its door tightly and stayed at home, as if it would meet death unexpectedly as soon as the door was opened.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Mi Xiaobei and Yuan Qianwei tried to avoid the patrol soldiers. Soon it was in the south of the city.

Compared to the city, the south of the city has some life.

Residents come and go with bottles and cans, but they all wear masks, and even the etiquette of looking at each other and nodding and smiling is omitted.

All of them are in a hurry, but they seem to be cautious, and they regard the bottles and cans in their arms as life!