Zhao Chengyou dragged his concubines and did not flee Ezhou, but was found by the people of Ezhou.

What is unpopular? Here it is.

"Zong Shaoqing, Zhao Chengyou has finally caught it, and this Ezhou matter is finally over." Yang Mi excitedly led Zong Ze's car and headed towards the Ezhou Mansion Prison.

Before being escorted back to Beijing, Zong Ze needed to confirm the prisoners once.

"Is it over? We're just getting started. Zong Ze closed his eyes in the car and shook his head when he heard Yang Mi's words.

Zong Ze's words refer to the perfect ending of the Ezhou flood epidemic, or the battle between the scholars and clansmen of the Great Song Dynasty and the official family.

"That is, it will take some time to persuade the people to go down the mountain, and it will take a while to resume production and clarify the acres of land, which is the trouble." Yang Mi nodded and said, he didn't know the struggle of the court, and the temple was so high that it was still far away from him.

"More than 100,000 people died on Jinghu South Road, and I don't know what the situation is in the north. It's a lot of disasters. Zong Ze sighed a lot.

The plague in Laizhou is much smaller than the Jinghu water plague.

"This thing is so toxic?!" Han Shizhong looked at the number in his hand in a daze, he listened to the instructions of the official family and cut off the transmission route of this plague, but when he saw the death number, he still scratched his head.

"Almost all those who are sick have died, and the national abbot has arrived at Shanhaiguan and was stopped in the pass." Hu Yuan quietly held the eyepiece and observed a ball of blood-red solution in the glass bottle, which contained the penicillium suspension he extracted.

Hu Yuan is trying to kill the small Sumeru worms collected from patients with a penicillin solution.

But the curative effect is not very good, and the small Sumeru worm is alive and well.

"I thought the elixir I brought with me would work, but apparently it wouldn't work." Hu Yuan said with a sigh.

"Stay away from me!" Han Shizhong felt scared as he watched Hu Yuan fiddle with these glass bottles.

He had seen with his own eyes that after breaking Hu Yuan's glass bottle, it didn't take long for him to become ill, and he was finally burned.

In his eyes, where is the little Sumeru insect doing trouble, it is clear that the official family is the ironclad proof of the reincarnation of Yama!

Even Hu Yuan, a holy hand of medical Dao, has become a soul-snatching appearance.

"This kind of porcelain vase was made for me by Wang Sanpin himself, and it can't be broken easily, and it can only be smashed if you smash it hard." Hu Yuan explained.

How did the things in the secret room end up in the hands of that soldier? Why did the man push back when he asked for it? How did you break the glass bottle?

Hu Yuan didn't care about these things, now was not the time, and he believed that Han Shizhong knew the identity of that person better than him.

"Guozhang is about to leave the customs, and he wants to take Zhu Xiaosun's bones, but if we have any bones for him there, everyone will be burned to ashes." Han Shizhong frowned and said.

Zhu Xiaosun is in the north, Zhu Xiaozhang is in Qinfeng Road with the seed master, and the two brothers are doing very well.

This time, Zhu Xiaosun took people to clean up the epidemic area and contracted the disease, but he did not escape from the plague god because he was young and strong, and there was a divine doctor by his side, as the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty said, but left on the same day.

According to the instructions of the official family, Han Shizhong burned Zhu Xiaosun's body to ashes on the spot.

"Guozhang is a reasonable person." Hu Yuan put down the glass bottle in his hand with some discouragement, took the eagle's beak and said, "You can deal with it, I'll go to the village to take a look, this disease is not cured at the moment." ”

"You're still going? Zhu Xiaosun is dead! Let me say that a fire burned down these stockades. Han Shizhong trembled, since Zhu Xiaosun's accident, Han Shizhong stopped the soldiers entering the village to clean up the epidemic area.

He decided to set fire to the villages! Aren't there rats? If you can't burn them, you can smoke them!

In fact, the extermination of rats outside the village is not just as simple as releasing snakes, the most soldiers do is to find rat holes, flooding, smoking, and do everything to exterminate rats.

"The people in the stockade?" Hu Yuan took the eagle's beak that had been cleaned up and cleaned with plant ash, and was wearing cowhide armor, and said angrily.

"All the living people with all the beards and tails have moved out!" Han Shizhong also stood up and lifted the curtain for Hu Yuan, Hu Yuan's clothes were somewhat inconvenient to move.

Hu Yuan walked out of the door, walked a few steps, and suddenly turned around and said, "There are still patients inside." ”

"But I got this disease! There is no one who will be cured! Give it up! If it is burned, it will be clean. Han Shizhong can't influence Hu Yuan's decision, and of course Hu Yuan can't influence Han Shizhong's decision.

Han Shizhong is ready to burn all the infected villages, a total of 18 villages.

This plague can be regarded as the bane.

Hu Yuan walked into the village, which was already dead silent and full of grass and wood, and saw the tragic situation in the village.

He did not enter the house one by one, but looked at the food window on the window railing of the house, and anyone who had not touched the food through the window was already dead, or was not far from death.

The more Hu Yuan walked, the more disheartened he became, and none of the things that ate windows were passed.

After one night, the patients were gone.

"What a bullshit miracle doctor!"

Hu Yuan suddenly roared angrily!

The village was about to be burned, but he came to Shenzhou from Bianjing, and then came to these villages, and he didn't treat anyone, even the brother-in-law of the official family died in front of him!

A huge sense of powerlessness enveloped him, and he still remembered that on the night he rescued Wang Yu, he asked himself, can human life only be decided by heaven?

But the plague, which had been well controlled, told him the answer.

Hu Yuan walked out of the village, went to the closed room at the head of the village, took off the protective equipment on his body step by step, and looked at the village in despair, unable to do anything.

"Set it on fire, man, it's dead." Hu Yuan said to Han Shizhong, who was waiting at the entrance of the village.

He looked at the village weakly, he didn't save anyone, everyone died.

"Shoot the arrows!" Han Shizhong roared angrily, and the soldiers lit the arrows and shot them at the village.

"Before the official family came, they told me that this disease is not curable, and I still don't believe it." Hu Yuan looked at the fire burning in the village in a daze, and said in an almost empty tone: "When I look at the sheep from afar, there is occasionally a sheep wandering in the shade of the tree for a long time! ”

"It eats grass and is listless, or it is a good season to eat grass and fatten, but it lies down to rest, and finally leaves the pasture at dusk!"

"Listen to me, don't hesitate, quickly use a knife to exorcise the demon in its body, or the entire flock will suffer from the demon's poison!"

"Like the winter wind roaring towards the sea, the disease envelops the demons with swiftness and ferocity."

"The burning pain spreads along the veins of sheep and cows, eroding the otherwise strong flesh."

"The previously docile dog became agitated, the pig was panting and tormented in agony, and the horse forgot to run, and shrugged its ears and kicked the earth with its hooves."

"Death is approaching, and eventually they all fall to the ground and sleep forever."

Hu Yuanxu chattered about a folk song sung by the men who set horses on the grassland when they were on Shangjing Road.

Animals are likened to human beings, and when an animal is infected, the best way to do it is to kill and burn the infected lamb or cow or horse to ashes.

"What a bullshit spirit." Hu Yuan stood up, and for the first time he wavered from the belief in sanctification in his heart.

"Are you alright?" Han Shizhong looked at Hu Yuan's appearance, and always felt that he was like losing his soul.