"Contagion? It's horrible! Bloom burped and casually made a guess, "Could it be those damn rats doing tricks?" ”

It is not surprising that Bloom has such suspicions in the unhygienic countryside where plague is indeed the most common and terrible infectious disease, and the reputation of the Black Death has spread far and wide, but this does not correspond to the reality of the Vale village. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If someone in this village is infected with the plague, it will spread to the majority of people in a short period of time, and it will never be just an isolated phenomenon." Roland pushed away his glass and stood up, "We'd better go find a patient and observe the specific condition." ”

Dropping two gold coins to pay the bill, Roland thought of another possibility when he was about to leave the door, and casually asked Malik: "Is there any particularly dirty place in the village, such as a septic tank?" ”

"The public toilets are managed by special personnel, and the manure is collected and mixed with soil to dry as fertilizer, which is a good yield method that the 'Harvest Ring' has been promoting for many years, and there is also an open-air garbage dump in the village, just upstream of the small river that runs through the village, where the domestic garbage is piled up, and you can smell the stench from far away, so you better not go." Malik touched his nose, a look of disgust flashing across his face.

"The dump is located upstream of the river?" Roland couldn't help but laugh and cry, "It's no wonder that you dispose of garbage so sloppily, you don't get sick!" ”

Bidding farewell to Malik, Bloom followed Roland out of the tavern, the evening breeze blowing in his face, and the feeling of being slightly drunk was very pleasant. He hurried a few steps to catch up with his tall companion, and complained with a wine hiccups: "You don't feel disgusted to go to the garbage dump as soon as you have eaten and drunk." ”

Roland smiled, "Time waits for no one, my friend, think about it, the ale you just drank was brewed in this village, so where does the water for brewing come from?" ”

"You mean...... Polluted river water? Vomit! The dwarf couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, "Please don't say any more!" ”

Roland laughed: "Malik said that his family's ale wine is made from mountain spring water, so it should not be contaminated. ”

"It's not certain, profiteers can be trusted, and sows can go up trees." Bloom muttered sheepishly.

At this point, Roland stopped and turned his head to look at the small square in the center of the village.

The square is paved with smooth stones, and is used as a threshing floor for village gatherings, night markets on the 15th day of the new year, and threshing floors during the busy agricultural season.

People gather here to chat and cool off after dinner, and young girls like to dance here, which of course attracts a lot of young people.

This small square, which caters to the social needs of men, women and children in the village, was built by Tonya with the help of the villagers. In fact, if it weren't for her "stone plasticizing" to process the stone and level the site, the locals would have to spend at least ten times as much labor to complete the project.

Thinking of the villagers' attitude towards Tonya now, Roland couldn't help but sigh. At this moment there was a commotion in the square, and people gathered and talked about something.

Roland was not interested in joining in the fun, and was about to turn around and walk away, when he suddenly heard a call.

"Mr. Roland!" Veronica pushed her way out of the crowd and waved at him, "Please come here, there's a patient here who needs your help." ”

Roland hurriedly walked over and squeezed into the crowd to see that Nikita was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a little girl with her eyes closed and pale in her arms, and wiping the sweat oozing from her forehead with a handkerchief from time to time.

"Nikita, what's going on?" Roland asked the Witch in Red.

"Ronnie and I are here to go to the night market, we want to buy some souvenirs, this little girl sells very interesting straw ornaments, I was trying to buy some as souvenirs, but she fell ill and passed out." Nikita smiled wryly, "I'm glad you arrived just in time, help me find a way to cure her, or others will think that I used magic to stun this poor little fellow." ”

"Venerable Madam Mage, don't say that!" The girl was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl who looked like her older sister, and eagerly defended: "Of course we can't blame you, in fact this is not the first time my sister has contracted this disease. ”

Roland's heart moved when he heard this, and he lowered his head and asked her, "Since you know that your sister is not in good health, why don't you take her to the doctor?" ”

"The valley village is very small, and there is no resident doctor...... "The girl replied timidly.

"Why don't you go to Tonya, she can use magic to help your sister remove the disease."

"Nope! We can't ......" The girl hesitated for a moment, and then said hesitantly, "Grandma does not allow us to contact Miss Tonya......"

"Why not?" Nikita asked, surprised.

"Because they suspect that Tonya is a ghost woman who will take away and eat the children who go to the hospital." Bloom spoke suddenly.

Nikita and Veronica glanced at each other and asked Roland in unison, "The dwarf is drunk again?" ”

"No, he didn't say anything drunk this time." Roland touched his chin and smiled bitterly.

Nikita turned to look at the patient's sister, whose expression proved true to what Bloom had said. She may not dare to admit it to her face, but she has concerns about Tonya in her heart.

"Roland, what the hell is going on?" Nikita asked with a frown.

"It's hard to say, first help this poor child relieve the pain and suffering, and then talk about the rest." Roland touched the girl's hot forehead, had some guesses in his heart, silently released the divine energy, and used the professional ability of the holy warrior to help her remove the disease.

The palm of her hand emitted a soft glow, illuminating the little girl's face, and the painful expression faded away, and she opened her eyes and weakly said "thank you" to him.

"Thank you so much, kind knight!" The little girl's sister was even more grateful, bowing deeply to him with tears in her eyes.

Roland waved his hand, signaling that he was not polite, and then asked her, "Are there many patients suffering from 'rot fever' in Valley Village?" ”

The girl didn't understand what "putrid fever" meant, so she was stunned for a moment before replying: "There used to be very little, but in the past two years, it has gradually increased, Miss Tonya once distributed herbs to the sick, and the effect is not bad after taking it, but ......"

"It didn't take long for it to relapse again?" Roland asked.

The girl nodded. The onlookers also chimed in, and some complained in a low voice that Tonya was the ghost.

Ignoring their arguments, Roland said to Nikita and Veronica, "Tonya made a mistake. ”

"I know! She shouldn't care about these guys who only complain, she might as well stand by and let them die. Nikita's cold and harsh words plunged the square into an awkward silence, some of them were ashamed, others were very angry, but when they saw Nikita's witch outfit, they closed their mouths in amusement.

Roland glanced at Miss Mage, "Look at your bad temper, you don't look at the occasion when you speak." I mean, Tonya misjudged the root cause of the epidemic and failed to see the essence of the problem, and as a result, a lot of medicine was spent in vain, but it could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and she was complained about. ”

"Mr. Roland, where do you think the source of the illness is?" Veronica asked curiously.

The villagers immediately stopped talking, and all eyes were focused on Roland, who was obviously very concerned about this matter related to their immediate health.

"I suspect it has something to do with the garbage dump upstream of the stream, so if there's nothing else to do, come with me and check it out."

Roland's proposal was immediately echoed by the crowd, who swarmed him towards the garbage dump.

"How sure are you? If you go to the place and you can't find out the problem, it will be embarrassing in front of so many people. Nikita saw many villagers coming, and along the way, there were people who got the news and kept joining the queue to see the excitement, which was very spectacular, and she couldn't help but sweat for Roland.

Roland smiled slightly, and said calmly: "The more people come, the better, and when the garbage dump is moved, they will be needed to do their work." ”

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