The severe winter relatively inhibited the spread of the plague and alleviated the outbreak of the plague, and at the same time, the long incubation period and the prolonged onset time made the spread of the plague less conspicuous.

By the time it was discovered, by the time it was noticed, the plague had spread to a serious situation. After a long period of gestation, the condition of those who contracted the plague deteriorated extremely, death was imminent, and fear instantly enveloped people's hearts.

Bidding farewell to Wanghailou, Chongyang didn't let anyone send it, and followed Mojian alone to the black street that was divided into a concentration place. Black Street found the most patients, and they were isolated as soon as possible.

According to what they saw and heard during the outbreak of the plague in the past, it is very likely that the people in the concentration will die in the end and it will be difficult for them to come out again.

So Shen Niang objected, and no one agreed to Chongyang going; So Chongyang refused to accompany him and went alone.

The streets are very depressed, and there are not many pedestrians who are hurried and uneasy.

From the discovery of the plague around Lincheng to the government's actions, in just a few days, a large number of dead people appeared, more and more patients were singled out, and everyone was in danger, afraid of being taken away and isolated. As the source of the plague, the current Lin Cheng is in a miserable situation, and the people are panicking.

Hundreds of miles away, the situation in Jiangzhou is relatively better than that of Lincheng.

But, this is better, it's just that fewer people die every day.

"Are you really going?" On the way, Mo Jian asked Chongyang.

"Why, you don't want me to go either? Obviously, you came to me. Chongyang said innocently.

"I just followed orders from above, and as a friend, I don't want you to go."

Suddenly, the snow fell, and the day, which had been gloomy, finally couldn't hold it anymore and began to snow again.

Mo Jian opened the umbrella he had been carrying, this time he did not enjoy the protection under the umbrella alone, and also held up a piece of the sky for Chongyang.

There was silence for a while, and Mo Jian's face showed self-reproach: "I'm sorry, if I should have listened to you, the plague probably wouldn't have been like this." ”

Chongyang smiled lightly, what she said, didn't listen to her, didn't take her words to heart, one day he would cry.

After a long silence, he hooked his hair behind his ears, and Chongyang said lightly: "It's not that you can't go if you don't want to go, the order of the government, I and other civilians have to obey." ”

Mo Jian was silent.

The atmosphere was a little depressing, and Mo Jian found another topic and got involved in the ogre's case.

"After investigation and our speculation, the ogre used the old Yu Mansion as a foothold, and never thought that at this time, the young master of the Yu family returned home, and the ogre found and stunned and imprisoned the young master of the Yu family. On the same day, the ogre committed the third tragedy in Jiangzhou, and took the invitation letter of Xiaozhuang Lou from the deceased, disguised himself as the young master of the Yu family, and abducted Miss Chi. Then you broke in, and at that time, the young master of the Yu family got out of trouble and rescued the girl of the Li family, and the rest of the story is just like you saw. ”

Today's Mo Jian seems to have a lot of words, Chongyang can understand, after all, as a person from the government, he must have seen too many joys and sorrows recently, and he is a little uncomfortable.

The test of natural disasters to people is often cruel, and the first step of countless life and death partings begins with entering the concentration place.

Chongyang stopped, looking up at Mo Jian with a light smile.

When Mo Jian saw her stop, he naturally stopped, "Why do you look at me like that?" ”

Chongyang smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I'll be fine, don't worry." ”

After being stared at for a while, Mo Jian turned his head away, and he covered his face.

Chongyang said, "If you don't mind, I can lend you my shoulder." ”

Mo Jian shook his head, and a muffled voice came: "I'm sorry, lately, I don't know what's going on recently." ”

"I understand, it's not your fault, it wouldn't be much better if you found out earlier, in the face of natural disasters, no one can take responsibility for this matter, and no one can stop it, you and I are not qualified, don't be self-righteous."

Patting Mo Jian's shoulder, Chongyang said, "Just send it here, I'll go in by myself." ”

It's not far from the concentration place, you can hear the wailing and crying in the distance, someone will send it every day, and every day there will be life and death parting staged over there.

patted Mo Jian's shoulder again, the big man's shoulders trembled, and he couldn't cry anymore. Chongyang shook his head with a smile and walked out under the umbrella.

Mo Jian put down his hand, whether it was the tears on his face or the snot, he was not afraid of being ridiculed by people, and shouted at Chongyang's back: "You must come back!" ”

Chongyang looked back and smiled brightly: "This is nature!" ”

……

At the entrance to the concentration site, family members wailed outside.

Some people have received the news of the death of their relatives, but they cannot take away the corpses, and the corpses of those who died of the plague have to be cremated, and even the corpses cannot be preserved, and the relatives cannot accept them, and they are crying; Someone has just sent their relatives over, and the blockade line in the concentration place is a ghost gate, and it is unknown whether they can meet again.

More people are waiting, waiting for their loved ones to come out. However, they know very well that the people sent to the concentration are all seriously ill, and no effective cure has been found yet, and the hope of a cure is very small, but after all, it is also hope, better than despair.

Chongyang carried high luggage and walked through the crowd, and when this luggage was on Guihai, she didn't feel anything, and when she carried it on Chongyang, she directly bent her back. Ricketly bent on his back, the harness sank deep into his thin shoulders, and he looked very pitiful and lonely.

She arrived alone in front of the blockade and handed out an ultimatum from the government.

After a simple check, Chongyang carried all her belongings into the black street.

"The disciple of Master Guichen would actually be a girl like you." The person who led the way for Chongyang led the way with a smile on his face.

"Master Guichen is really powerful, he has found a cure for the plague in a short period of time, although it can only cure mild patients, but it has also saved many people."

A young man with a cute dimple who doesn't know how to be sad, dressed indecently, but his smile is very comfortable, he talks a lot, his smile is very bright, in this place where everyone is sad, like a sun flower.

After listening to it for a while, Chongyang asked with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of death?" ”

The young man tilted his head and smiled: "I'm afraid, what's the use of being afraid, the king of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, and you can still hide until the fifth watch." ”

When he saw an acquaintance, the young man would open his throat and say hello, "Hey, Uncle Lin, is it better today?" ”

Chongyang smiled and bent his eyes, "You guy, I like it." If you get the plague, remember to come to me. ”

Chongyang took a few steps forward, walked side by side with the young man, and whispered: "If you are unfortunately seriously ill, find me, and I can also help you heal." ”

The boy stopped and looked at Chongyang in surprise.

Without waiting for him to speak, Chongyang made a boo, "In fact, there have always been prescriptions for treating serious diseases, but the medicinal materials are complicated and expensive, and they are not affordable for ordinary people, and the medicinal materials used are scarce and difficult to find, so it is inconvenient to popularize." If it were you, I could heal you, but then, your life would be mine. ”

The young man blinked and smiled, "Are you a devil?" My mother said before she died that you could get everything by selling yourself to the devil, but it was very expensive. However, if you can live, it will be worth selling your life for the rest of your life, not to mention serving a beautiful sister like you, I, Song Yun, am very happy. ”

Chongyang smiled, "Then it's agreed." Don't tell anyone about this, the medicinal materials are limited, and until an effective treatment plan is found, this news will only make people happy in vain. ”

"But when I hear such news, I always feel that I see hope, there is a prescription for the rich, and the prescription for the poor should always be soon." Song Yun smiled innocently.

Chongyang's smile remained unchanged, "You may not understand what I said, this medicine is not the difference between the rich and the poor, you have to say who it can be used for, like the emperor, prince and grandson are qualified." So, you should be glad that you have been favored by the devil. ”

After the words fell, Chongyang slowed down, followed behind Song Yun again, and no longer talked to Song Yun, Chongyang looked at the surrounding environment.

Song Yun was stunned for a few seconds, and then his smile returned, "I understand, thank you sister for your love." I'm Song Yun, an orphan, I grew up in Heijie, I know me very well here, my sister can come to me if she needs anything, the locals generally know me. ”

Song Yun introduced himself, his cleverness, his upper way, his smile, Chongyang liked it very much, in this dark street where no one knew him, it was necessary to cultivate a younger brother first, and Song Yun could show her his status here.

As for whether Chongyang's words are true, the official government gave her an ultimatum that stated that her identity was Guichen's apprentice, and with this identity, the credibility is high.