In August, the sunset is like fire, illuminating the earth breathlessly, the fields are cracked one by one, like spider webs, even the thick trees are withered, and the surrounding area is barren, revealing a sense of desolation, although the scorching sun is in the sky, but it makes people shudder.

On the trail in the distance, Fang Chengtian walked slowly with a burden on his back, his heavy footsteps shattered the dead leaves on the ground, but he could not break the loneliness between heaven and earth.

Fang Chengtian frowned, squinting and scanning the surroundings, there was a long wound on his face, from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, the wound had formed a black and red blood scab.

The scar did not make him ugly, but rather added a strange charm to his handsome face.

His gaze fell on a dead forest, and he said, "It looks like an elm tree, and its branches are like ghost claws...... Could these be the legendary elm trees? Isn't this tree long extinct? ”

There was an old man behind Fang Chengtian, his eyebrows were white.

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed exactly the same as the elm ghost tree recorded in the ancient texts. ”

Fang Chengtian's face was shocked: "It's not good!" This tree is poisonous, and I don't know what happened to the people who ate the bark! ”

Suddenly, a breeze blew.

Fang Chengtian took two breaths sharply, looked suspicious, pointed ahead, turned around and said loudly, "Master, can you smell a smell of meat?" It seems to have floated from the village in front of it. ”

The old man stroked his silver beard and said lightly: "Don't be nosy, we have to hurry, otherwise we won't be able to reach Yanzhou before dark, and we will have to sleep in the wilderness." ”

"But......" Fang Chengtian frowned, his gaze moving to the village not far away.

Dilapidated thatched houses, depressed dead trees, deserted streets......

It's a lifeless village, but the smell of meat wafts from the village.

Fang Chengtian's brows furrowed more and more, when he was young today, the government was controlled by eunuchs, making the people miserable, coupled with the continuous drought, the people were hungry, and the bark was gnawed up, where did the meat come from?

The old man frowned and said, "Chengtian, the knife wound on your face has not healed yet, have you forgotten the pain?" ”

Fang Chengtian touched the scars on his face, a little itchy, a little painful.

This stab wound was caused by a sneak attack when he was treating an injured bandit not long ago, but the bandit took revenge and robbed him of his baggage.

"Let's go!" The old man shook his head and walked in front of Fang Chengtian.

Fang Chengtian was still staring at the village, which was very dilapidated, and very silent, deathly quiet.

Suddenly, a "squeak" sound broke the silence in the village.

A closed thatched house opened, and a man stepped out of it.

The man was dressed in rags, as thin as firewood, and slowly walked forward.

"Squeak...... Chirping...... Squeak......" In the sound of doors opening one after another, one after another people walked out, they were all different, some tall and some short, some men and some women.

But they were all the same, all ragged and thin.

The men walked slowly, in the same direction, towards a broken grass house not far away!

They are like a walking corpse.

They are not walking corpses, they are just poor people who don't have enough to eat.

But they are more terrible than the walking corpses, more terrible than the locusts in the rice fields, and everywhere they go, there is no grass!

Fang Chengtian quietly looked at those walking corpses, and every step the "walking corpse" took forward, his brows tightened a little.

The smell of meat is getting stronger and stronger, and those "walking corpses" are going faster and faster.

"What kind of meat is meat?" This question has been entangled in Fang Chengtian's heart, and he actually has an answer in his heart.

But he kept persuading himself: "It's not like that, it must not be like that!" "He always had a fluke in his heart.

"Bang~~~" A loud bang woke Fang Chengtian up from his thoughts, and he couldn't help but look for prestige.

I saw that the closed thatched house had been kicked open by the "walking corpses", and all the "walking corpses" were gathered in front of the door, their eyes shining brightly.

"Get out, get out of here! Whoever dares to come in, Lao Tzu will hack him alive! There was a roar, like thunder in the clear sky, that exploded from the room.

The sound was rolling, and Fang Chengtian was startled from a distance of one or twenty zhang, but those "walking corpses" seemed to be deaf, still staring at the room.

Listening to the voice, the person in the room was a man, his voice was a little hoarse, but full of power.

The smell of meat continues to stimulate the nerves of these "walking corpses", and they can not listen to anything else.

Suddenly, a "grunt" sound came from the "walking corpse", like a drum.

This is the sound of them swallowing saliva, which is particularly clear in this silent environment, and it makes people have the illusion that these "walking corpses" seem to be able to devour everything, which makes people unconsciously retreat.

Fang Chengtian was stunned, and looked at those "walking corpses", those "walking corpses" who were confused by the fragrance, and slowly crowded close to the dark door.

The old man sighed and said lightly: "Chengtian, let's go!" ”

Fang Chengtian shook his head: "Master, I want to help them." ”

"Kid." The old man said earnestly, "These things are not something that you and I can manage, we are just doctors, we can cure their diseases, but we can't cure their hearts, they have long lost their minds because of hunger......

"Master......" Fang Chengtian tightened his eyebrows, "I...... I want to try it! ”

"No way!" The old man shook his head, "It's too dangerous, those people are even more fierce than outlaws now." ”

"But after all, they are all living human lives!" Fang Chengtian frowned, his face unbearable.

The old man sighed: "Chengtian, if there is chaos today, the people are not happy, such things happen everywhere, how much can you control?" ”

Fang Chengtian looked at those "walking corpses", and said with a firm expression: "Being able to manage one place is one place!" ”

As he spoke, he pleaded, "Master, please, save them!" ”

"Hey~" the old man sighed, "As a teacher, why don't you want to save them, but we can't save them at all!" ”

"Master......" Fang Chengtian said in a long voice, "You are the most skilled person in the world, the divine doctor in the eyes of the people, I believe you must have a way to save them." ”

The old man frowned and remained silent.

Fang Chengtian gritted his teeth and said, "Master, the disciple must go anyway, otherwise the disciple will be uneasy in his heart for the rest of his life." ”

The old man looked at Fang Chengtian, was silent for a long time, and sighed: "That's it, that's it!" Then you must be cautious and cautious, if the situation is not right, you must listen to the teacher and evacuate immediately! ”

Fang Chengtian's face was overjoyed, and he waved his hand: "Yes, thank you, Master!" With that, he walked briskly towards the "walking corpses".

The old man looked at Fang Chengtian's background and let out a long sigh! This disciple of his own is too simple...... That's it, I have to let go after all, let him go through more hardships, and see more of the warmth and coldness of the world, so that he can grow up and live better in this troubled world.

The old man nodded lightly and slowly followed.