The bus traveled for more than an hour before coming to a stop at the intersection into the village.

"What's wrong?" Yan Murong looked at Zhao Xi and asked suspiciously.

"I can't get in." Zhao Xi said. "The mountain village is surrounded by mountains, and there is only one mountain road, and the mountain road is too narrow."

"What about the other paramedics?" Yan Murong asked in surprise.

"It's all in the open space at the entrance of the village." Zhao Xi said.

"And how do we get in?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

Although he had never been to this mountain village, he had followed the old man to many such villages in the mountains, and it took three or four hours to walk - he was not afraid of walking, he was used to walking, and the question was what about other people? There are also old men in the Chinese medicine team who are more than half a hundred years old, let them walk on the mountain road for several hours, let alone save people, they have to save them first.

"By car, of course." Zhao Xi smiled and pointed to the front. "Isn't that right, let's go in the car."

Looking in the direction of Zhao Xi's finger, Yan Murong found that there were already seven or eight military off-road vehicles parked there.

Under Zhao Xi's arrangement, everyone got on the off-road vehicle and bumped on the narrow mountain road for more than an hour, and did not arrive at the entrance of the village until noon.

Looking at the three words "backing village" engraved on an earthy yellow stone tablet standing at the entrance of the village, Yan Murong was a little entangled - surrounded by mountains, which is the backer.

The location at the entrance of the mountain village is quite wide, with more than a dozen green military tents set up there, and from time to time you can see a few medical personnel in white coats walking around.

At this time, there was a burst of noise at the entrance of the village, and Yan Murong looked at it and found that a group of villagers were arguing with the soldiers standing guard.

Since the epidemic spread in the village, after learning about the seriousness, the local troops were directly sent to blockade the entire village, and no one in the village was allowed to go out, and some young people who were working outside were not allowed to enter.

"What's going on over there?" Yan Murong looked at Zhao Xi and asked.

"I don't know." Zhao Xi looked at it, frowned and said, then turned around and called a soldier and asked. "Xiao Li, what's going on?"

"Commander." Xiao Li saluted Zhao Xi before he said. "The villagers are making trouble."

"Trouble? What's the fuss? Zhao Xi asked with a puzzled expression. Wasn't it okay yesterday? ”

"This-" Xiao Li hesitated a little, squeaked and didn't speak.

"Say, what's going on?" Zhao Xi asked with a cold face.

"Report." Xiao Li saw that Zhao Xi was about to get angry, so he hurriedly stood up and said. "Division commander, Wang Laixi died this morning."

"Dead?" Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment and asked. "What's going on?"

"The doctor said it was getting worse." Xiao Li said.

"Wait." Yan Murong suddenly interjected and asked. "Already dead?"

"You are?" Xiao Li looked at the group of people behind Zhao Xi and asked suspiciously.

"They are all doctors from Yanjing, you can tell you what you want." Zhao Xi reprimanded in a deep voice.

"Yes." Xiao Li hurriedly said. "I was fine last night, but at about six o'clock this morning, I suddenly died - now the medical equipment is insufficient, and I am worried about infection, so I will be cremated directly."

"You said that this Wang Laixi was the first to be infected?" Yan Murong asked with a frown.

"Yes."

Yan Murong was silent - it seems that the destructive power of this virus is still very large, and people can die in less than a week after being infected.

"And what are they messing with?" Chen Hanqing also walked over and asked suspiciously. "With this level of illness, coupled with the fact that the conditions do not allow it, cremation is the way it should be, don't these villagers know what harm there will be if the body is left alone?"

"They didn't do it because of the cremation." Xiao Li said, as he spoke, he suddenly turned around and ran into a tent, and when he came back, there was an eighteen~nineteen-year-old girl behind him.

The girl is not tall, only a little more than one meter and a half, and her black hair around her waist is tied into a hemp braid, she looks delicate, and her face has a kind of shyness of a girl in the mountains, but the big watery eyes look at Yan Murong and the others reveal a deep fear.

"What does that mean?" Zhao Xi asked suspiciously.

"Teacher, they made trouble because of this girl." Xiao Li said angrily. "When they saw that people were dead, they began to panic, and then some people said that they would die of illness because they had offended the mountain god, and then they would sacrifice to the mountain god - this girl was a tribute."

"Sacrifice to the god of the mountain?" Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment and asked. "What do you mean? How to sacrifice? ”

"Over there." Xiao Li pointed to a high stone wall not far from the village and said. "They're going to make her jump from there."

"What?" Zhao Xi suddenly shouted, sacrifice to the mountain god, burn incense is not good, and let such a big girl jump down - although it is not an abyss below, but if you jump down, you will definitely die.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." Zhao Xi looked at the villagers who were still arguing with the soldiers over there and said in a deep voice. "Xiao Li, you arrange for these experts to rest first."

"I'll check it out too." Saying that, Yan Murong followed behind Zhao Xi, and Chen Hanqing also followed, Liang Shaokun's two little eyes turned around, but considering the power of the inexplicable virus, he still gave up his plan to follow the past.

Who knows if any of those villagers have been infected, and what will happen if they are infected?

"What's the fuss, what's the fuss?" Zhao Xi looked at the villagers of No. 30 or 40 arguing there endlessly, and suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

"Comrade Leadership." When a woman in her forties and fifties saw Zhao Xi, she hurriedly ran over, but was stopped by the soldiers.

"What's going on?" Zhao Xi looked at the woman and asked.

"Comrade Leadership." The woman cried as she spoke. "Your uncle and my daughter, they want her to jump off the mountain to worship the mountain god."

"Ximei mother, what are you doing here? Why don't you help people ask them to do? Are you going to watch our whole village die by that terrible plague? It's the mountain god who got angry, you know, no. ”

It was a man in his forties who spoke, watching the woman shout loudly. "The old king said, only if the mountain god is served, our village will be safe, besides, your daughter is going to be a daughter-in-law for the mountain god, what else do you not want?"

"Shut up." Zhao Xi shouted in a deep voice, and wanted to speak, but was pulled aside by Yan Murong and asked in a low voice. "What is that old king they talking about?"

"What else can you do, it's the village chief." Zhao Xi said with an ugly face. "This group of people, why are they so superstitious, a big girl is allowed to jump the mountain."

"So be it." Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "Uncle Zhao, if you believe me, I'll help you deal with this."