Early the next morning, Mi Xiaobei quietly came to the "Puji Hall" at the south entrance of the city.

The third child is gone, and after Mi Xiaobei was sad for a night, he figured it out.

After all, the third master is a fairy child from the heavenly realm, who has lived in the world for a thousand years with the help of mortal bodies, and has atoned for his sins, so it is time to return to heaven.

Mi Xiaobei's pimple in her heart now is still the same girl.

The eyes of last night were clearly the eyes of the woman in black who appeared at the gate of the Yuan Mansion a few nights ago.

Could it be that after the girl snatched the psychic rod to no avail, she worked with her grandfather to use traditional Chinese medicine to help the people get rid of the poison......

But yesterday at dusk, there were still a lot of medicinal juices, and there were still many people who had not received the medicinal juices.

And at that time, he was still panicking, was he afraid of hundreds of residents looting, or was there something else?

When I came to Puji Hall, dozens of residents surrounded the door, their eyes full of disappointment, and from inside the mask, there was an urn sound and an angry curse.

The door of Puji Hall was closed, and the casserole for boiling medicine had been smashed.

As soon as Mi Xiaobei appeared, because he was not wearing a mask, many residents recognized him and quickly avoided him like a plague god.

As soon as Mi Xiaobei saw the appearance at the door of the thatched hut, he knew that the old man and the girl had run away from home.

I couldn't help but feel a wave of desolation and resentment in my heart.

The old man is over eighty years old, and the girl is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

These people really don't know if they have a conscience.

When I opened the door, the three wooden houses were empty, and there was not even a single roll of cover, and it seemed that the old man and the girl had slipped away in the dark last night.

Mi Xiaobei couldn't help but wonder again: Since traditional Chinese medicine has a therapeutic effect on the plague and has cured many people, why did the old man and the girl leave for a while?

When I came to the backyard, I found that Yiying, who was making Chinese medicine, was still there.

In one of the dustpans was a square scarf, which was used to mask the face of the woman in black that Mi Xiaobei met at the gate of the Yuan Mansion on the night four days ago.

When I opened the scarf, I saw a letter.

Unfold it and take a look, it is specially reserved for Mi Xiaobei.

"Mi Gongzi, due to sudden changes, my grandfather and I had to leave Qingzhou, and we can't continue to treat the people of Qingzhou, and I ask Mi Gongzi to spare no effort to save the people......"

Mi Xiaobei wondered: Although he had a "half-sided relationship" with Duoxi, he didn't report his name at that time.

How did this Duoxi know that his surname was Mi? And he also told himself to continue to treat the people of Qingzhou, and "spared no effort"......

The key is the formula of Chinese medicine, what medicine cures what disease, this is strictly exquisite.

You can't take the medicine indiscriminately, and if you take it wrong, you will die.

Continue to look down, as if Duoxi has guessed Mi Xiaobei's thoughts.

"Duoxi knows that Mi Gongzi doesn't understand the formula of traditional Chinese medicine, in fact, my grandfather opened this pharmacy in the south of the city, just throwing bricks and attracting jade......"

Mi Xiaobei was stunned for a moment: What do you mean, is it deliberately leading me out of Mi Xiaobei? I have such a big face, can I save the people of Qingzhou?

"For Mi Gongzi, in fact, the formula for removing the plague is very simple, just mix a drop of your blue blood with a thousand catties of water to boil, and when it is boiled to a hundred catties, the elixir will be self-contained. Each patient can recover with a pound of drink. People who are not infected can also drink it to prevent it from happening...... Mi Gongzi, the medicinal juice made of blue blood mixed with water is called 'fairy water'. But if you drink the fairy spirit water, you will not be invaded by all poisons, you will always be healthy, and you will live a long life!"

Seeing this, Mi Xiaobei couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and he was afraid for a while.

Oh my God, how vicious is this?!

He actually wanted to bleed himself and give it to the people of the whole city to drink, and even chose the name of the potion.

"Fairy water"?

I'm not a rare person to be a fairy.

Too many constraints, not free!

Fortunately, this letter was obtained by himself, and if it was seen by others, the entire Qingzhou would be boiling again.

Yesterday evening, the tragedy of the third child came to an end here, and now this letter about "fairy water" has come out.

A hundred poisons do not invade, and a long life is 100 years old.

I'm afraid that the people of Qingzhou, who are already crazy, will inevitably drink the blood of Mi Xiaoru Mao again.

Yes, it's Ru Mao who drinks blood.

Mi Xiaobei quietly calculated an account: a drop of his own blue blood can only be exchanged for a hundred catties of water.

Each person drinks a pound, and a drop of blood can feed a hundred people.

Qingzhou has a population of one million.

In other words, Mi Xiaobei needs to release 10,000 drops of blood.

Even if there are 100 drops or 10,000 blood in one or two, it will take ten catties of blood.

The total amount of human blood is only seven or eight percent of body weight. Mi Xiaobei is 1.88 meters tall, weighs 165 kilograms, and has a total amount of blood at most thirteen kilograms.

released ten catties of blood, Mi Xiaobei is really "sparing no effort".

My heart was full of resentment towards that Duoxi girl: Duoxi, Duoxi, I didn't want to tear off your veil like Zhao Shun that night, why do you want to retaliate against me like this.

Hatefully crumpled the letter and prepared to throw it away.

After thinking about it, I still put it in my pocket.

As soon as he went out, he saw Zhao Shun riding a horse.

"Mi Gongzi ......"

Mi Xiaobei nodded and arched his hand towards Zhao Shun: "Zhao catches the head early." ”

Zhao Shun shook his head, sighed and said: "It's not early, it's an extraordinary time, and it can't be delayed, I thought that someone was here to make trouble again today, so I rushed over to take a look." ”

Mi Xiaobei shrugged, shook his head and said: "The house is empty, it seems that this grandfather and grandson were frightened yesterday and fled from Qingzhou overnight...... By the way, Zhao Zhutou, this Pujitang's medicinal juice ...... Does it really work?"

Zhao Shun nodded frequently: "It's very effective, don't hide it from Mi Gongzi, Zhao also asked for a small bottle as a backup a few days ago." It is said that in three days, the medicinal juice of Pujitang cured more than 2,000 people......"

So, why didn't this old gentleman apply the medicine earlier, and see through the people of Qingzhou and drink the same river water, why wait until the plague spreads before applying the medicine. ”

Zhao Shun smiled and said, "Hehe, Mi Gongzi misunderstood, this old gentleman of Pujitang, like Mi Gongzi, is not from Qingzhou." It's just that Mi Gongzi appeared a few days early, and the old gentleman appeared a few days late......"

Mi Xiaobei half-opened his mouth, nodded slowly, and suddenly said: "Zhao Zhutou, I am a native of Qingzhou, but I have been out for more than ten years. ”

Zhao Shun smiled noncommittally, not interested in Mi Xiaobei's life experience, and continued: "This was originally an abandoned broken wooden house, and no one lived in it for a long time. ”

"Four days ago?"

Four days ago, Mi Xiaobei, Yuan Qianwei, Rolling Laosan and other four people had just come out of Dongyue Peak, and they had been staying in the Yuan Mansion the next day, accompanying Yuan Qianwei, who was soaked in demonic energy, to cross the catastrophe with difficulty, and naturally they didn't know what happened in Qingzhou City.