Mi Xiaobei was deeply infected by Yuan Qianha's sadness, and also looked at the boundless vastness, thinking of the unknown and distant Xiaocao, fantasizing about ten thousand ominous possibilities in his heart, and muttered to himself.

It's just a gritted tooth muttering to himself: "You must be well, if anyone dares to behave disrespectfully to you, my Mi Xiaobei will definitely break him into pieces, and he will do what he says!"

Mi Xiaobei had only seen her mother before, and she could empathize with Yuan Qianwei's sadness and anxiety.

Yuan Qianwei glanced at Mi Xiaobei, and her copper-colored face was extremely resolute.

turned around in an instant, tears flew like rain......

"Let's go, Oi'er!"

Mi Xiao couldn't bear it.

Yuan Qianwei experienced the life and death catastrophe of fighting against the demonic qi, and then endured this mental journey of death and resurrection, how cruel God was to her.

Yuan Qianwei wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and instantly resolutely: "Okay! Brother Cheap, let's go back!"

Xiao Cao is nowhere to be found, although the letter is chic, who knows what kind of hardship she will suffer if she says goodbye from now on?

Who knows when we will meet after all these years!

The two went down the mountain speechlessly, and the old man followed silently.

Mi Xiaobei suddenly stopped and handed the cloth bag on his shoulder to Lao Dao: "Master, this ...... You can keep it and use it, it has some effect on resisting the plague!"

Thinking that this old way passed the letter to Xiao Cao, it can be regarded as an explanation of Xiao Cao's daughter.

Otherwise, if he didn't see his mother, Yuan Qianwei would definitely go crazy.

So Mi Xiaobei is still grateful for this old way.

As soon as Lao Dao heard that this package had an effect on resisting the plague, because it was a good medicine, he was not polite, so he immediately folded his hands and bowed down to thank him.

muttered in his mouth: "It's really weird, Qingzhou has been safe and sound for thousands of years, why did you provoke the plague god this time?"

While taking the cloth bag, he opened it and looked at it, and was immediately shocked: "Donor, this can't be helped!

Yuan Qianwei couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Lao Dao's frightened look.

But my heart was so bitter that I couldn't laugh.

He said calmly: "Mage, you can stay, Miss Ben has already tried, this fire vulture meat really discourages the plague god!"

"Fire vulture meat? It's really too precious, Poor Dao has only heard rumors, and it does have a great deterrent effect on demons and monsters, but it's ......"

Mi Xiaobei pursed the corners of his mouth and thought: This fire vulture is the most poisonous demon monster in itself!

Lao Dao then said timidly: "Monks don't kill!"

Mi Xiaobei was suddenly unhappy.

He raised his eyebrows, raised his head to the sky, and said loudly: "Who let you kill, this beast was killed by my Mi Xiaobei!"

Then he flattened his head and said to the old man: "To tell you the truth, this vulture meat is worth a lot of money, and it was originally specially given to the Wunian Immortal Gu, but her old man wandered around, thinking that you would pass on the letter for her old man, so I would take it as a thank you for it...... In this extraordinary period, I see that there are still pilgrims in your Taoist temple, and the plague is vicious, you have to be careful. If you are infected with the plague, your life will be in jeopardy, I don't think you will be so hypocritical!"

Speaking of which, Lao Dao is really not hypocritical.

I thought to myself, the matter of killing has nothing to do with me, if this lump of meat really has the effect of resisting the plague, it is a good thing to stay.

In extraordinary times, eating a little meat is to save your life, and presumably Tianzun also understands.

Speechless all the way, Mi Xiaobei and Yuan Qianwei came to the south wall of the city.

It was also in the afternoon, and there were more people who came to get the medicinal juice than in the morning, and it seemed that the soup given by Pujitang was a miracle medicine, which was more effective than the vulture meat.

The team was two miles long, and there were three hundred people to say the least.

At the entrance of Puji Hall, the old man and the girl were sweating profusely, but they were very happy.

Mi Xiaobei thought to himself, if the medicine of the old and the young really worked, why didn't he unveil the bounty list issued by Lord Zhizhou?

That's 500,000 taels of snowflake silver, even if you build a big mansion like the Yuan Mansion and ask a hundred and ten maids to serve, it is enough for this old and young to live a rich life for a few lifetimes, so why bother living in this low thatched house.

Could it really be that the gods descended to earth? Only then did they not bend their waists for 500,000 taels of silver!

"Hai'er, brother, I really decided to help here for a few days......"

Yuan Qianwei's heart was still filled with sadness, and he was worried that he couldn't find a way to excrete.

So he quickly chimed in: "Okay, I said before, I want to help here too." Brother cheap, you see so many people waiting to receive the medicinal juice, presumably this grandfather and grandson must be too busy. My father used to boil traditional Chinese medicine before, and the procedure was very troublesome, just the boiling procedure, first boiled for half a column of incense for a long time, and then boiled for a stick of incense with a simmer...... Now that so many people are waiting, it's really too busy!"

"Okay, okay, my cheap brother hasn't boiled Chinese medicine, and he doesn't want to boil Chinese medicine, so we'll just help distribute the medicinal juice, look at that girl, her waist can't straighten up, she must be tired!"

Mi Xiaobei said as she walked towards the girl.

He always felt that this girl, where had he seen it?!

But I can't remember it for a while.

"Hmph, I know that your purpose is not so simple!"

Yuan Qianhao muttered hatefully.

At this time, there was no evidence, and she could only mumble quietly.

Because there were too many people, the girl didn't pay special attention to Mi Xiaobei.

Besides, the current Mi Xiaobei is not so eye-catching, except for the tall point, there is nothing special.

On the contrary, the copper color of the face will also cause people to be disgusted.

The girl was indeed busy, too busy to straighten her back.

"Sir, I'm back again?"

With Yuan Qianhao there, Mi Xiaobei didn't dare to face the girl to speak, so he walked in front of the old man.

The old man was about eighty years old, and he had been busy all morning, after all, he was old and couldn't stand for long.

This time, he was sitting, constantly distributing medicinal juice to the people in front of him, and took the time to glance at Mi Xiaobei, but he didn't know him.

So he stared at the work of his hands, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "This little brother, you came when you came, why bother 'again'?"

The old man misunderstood Mi Xiaobei's meaning and treated him as a resident who came to get the medicine for the second time.

This medicinal juice is precious, and Pujitang has posted a notice that each person can only limit three catties, and they can only come once a day

In fact, it is impossible to have a dosage of three catties per person per day, but many families have patients lying at home who can't get out of bed, plus the government requires residents to be grounded, and one family has violated the city's martial law order, so the old man is allowed to receive three catties per person.

As soon as he heard Mi Xiaobei say "here again", he thought that this kid was quite honest, so he quietly reminded him not to talk more.

Seeing that Mi Xiaobei didn't bring bottles and cans, he gave him a bottle of Chinese medicine, and by the way, he said: "Go, it's not easy!"

Mi Xiaobei didn't feel that his heart was hot.

"The old gentleman is so righteous, and he will never forget it. But...... Old sir, Xiaosheng is not here to ask for medicine......"

"Oh?"

The old man didn't listen, but focused his eyes on Mi Xiaobei's face, and looked at the copper-colored face seriously, it really didn't look like he had been poisoned, and he was even more puzzled.

"What about you...... What's the matter?"