The people of Tongcun are poorly clothed and hungry, which is obviously inseparable from the ordinary exploitation of Lord Liu. The village is so poor that it is absolutely impossible to spend money on medicine in the future. Since ancient times, where diseases have occurred, when there is no medicine to cure them, people will gather together and burn them clean.

However, this Lord Liu was a maverick and searched cleanly, but he never attacked the people in this village. And trapping them here, it seems to be coercion.

Yang Meimei's hand was silent for a long time before she said, "I don't know the specifics." I only know that there seems to be something in the village that Lord Liu is looking for, but the big guys don't know what he is looking for. Lord Liu thought that we were deliberately concealing, and every once in a while, he would find some reason to arrest us and torture us, so everyone was very afraid of him. ”

In Zhuohuai, Lord Liu is equivalent to the Emperor of the Earth. They also thought about going to the capital to sue the emperor secretly, but before they got out of Zhuohuai, they would be stopped by Lord Liu's arrest.

If you want to go to the royal court, they are basically the pillars of the family, and they were all arrested and locked up in prison, and most of the rest are old, weak, sick and young, where can they compete with the officers and soldiers? And their own men are all pinched in the hands of Lord Liu, so everyone is very afraid of Lord Liu.

Dou Qingshuang understood.

There was movement in the house, and when everyone looked over, they saw the bundle of Zongzi-like father Yang rolling down from the kang, stuffing a cloth in his mouth, and trying his best to express something.

Yang Meimei's heart softened, she ran over to help Yang's father up, and pulled out the cloth stuffed in his mouth, "Daddy, how are you feeling, are you feeling better?" ”

"Phew!" Father Yang spit a mouthful of phlegm on her face, glaring at her viciously, "Unfilial thing!" Lao Tzu really didn't expect to raise an ungrateful thing! ”

He looked at Dou Qingshuang again, met her indifferent eyes, shuddered for a moment, looked away, and said with a stiff neck: "If it weren't for you today, Li Zhu wouldn't have been able to cut off our medicine, I don't care, the child can't live without medicine, you, you are responsible for curing us!" ”

"Confused, how do you say such a thing?" The old woman in the day walked over with a cane, "You don't want to think about it, who rescued Erbao?" Didn't Erbao vomit blood and faint today to make you understand? What Li Zhu sells is clearly a fake medicine! ”

"You old fool, blinded!" Father Yang was knocked unconscious, so naturally he didn't know what happened later, but looking at Dou Qingshuang's appearance of treating everyone, he also guessed a lot. But Liangzi has already been married, and it is absolutely impossible for them to come and talk to such a little girl!

"You, I'll kill you!" The old woman was about to beat someone with a cane, but she was dodged by Father Yang, still holding her neck, and her voice was raised a little, "I don't need your Wang family to take care of the affairs of my Yang family!" Your youngest son has been missing for so many days, you don't care, what do you care about my family! ”

Everyone was taken aback by his high volume, and stepped forward one after another to appease the old woman, "Grandma Wang, don't be like him, he has been lost by ghosts and has lost his conscience!" ”

Father Yang snorted and glared at Yang Meimei, "What you made next, why don't you hurry up and untie your mother?" Let me tell you, if my Yang family is not cured, no one will want to get rid of it! ”

Yang Meimei covered her face and shed tears, everyone present felt embarrassed, and the young men who were going to go to the mountains with Dou Qingshuang to collect medicine were even more clenched into fists, and the blue tendons on their foreheads were jumping, obviously on the verge of exposure.

Grandma Wang sighed deeply and looked at the girl standing at the door, "Miss Qingshuang...."

"People who practice medicine naturally take it as their duty to heal the common people in the world," Dou Qingshuang crossed his arms, his voice was cold, and his eyes never looked at the people rolling on the ground, "It's just that the incurable diseases in the world are ever-changing, the healing process is complicated and lengthy, and the hard work is really very much that people can contend with." No matter what the cost, are you willing to save your wife's life? ”

Father Yang's heart trembled by what she said, but he thought that she could cure a child as young as Erbao, and it didn't make sense that his wife couldn't be cured, so he choked and said: "I know my wife's illness very well, what can it cost?" Either way, you're going to heal her! ”

Dou Qingshuang lowered her eyes to look at him, "Even if it costs your life?" ”

"Life..."Father Yang trembled, and then Mother Yang on the side writhed violently, her eyes glared at him fiercely, Father Yang was stared at a spirit, and said in a trembling voice: "Since, naturally!" ”

"Sister Qingshuang," Yang Meimei hoarsely voiced, bit her lower lip, and said softly under the pitying eyes of everyone: "Is my aunt's illness already so serious?" ”

"I checked your mother's pulse before, and in addition to the epidemic, your mother also suffered from malaria. After the epidemic, pests and bacteria grow wildly, and the malaria parasite is afraid that it will take this opportunity to be bitten by mosquitoes and infect your mother," Dou Qingshuang glanced at her, "When you come back, are the herbs I asked you to pick still there?" ”

"Yes, yes," Yang Meimei hurriedly ran to the back room, grabbed a handful of saxifrage plants in her hand, her lips trembled, and her speech was a little unfavorable, "My mother, my mother, Sister Qingshuang, the disease you mentioned, I, I haven't heard of it, is it very, very serious?" ”

"Well, this disease is extremely rare, mainly manifested as periodic regular attacks, the whole body will be chills, fever, sweating, long-term multiple attacks, can cause anemia and splenomegaly, if you let it go, it is the gods who are coming, and they can't save your mother's life," Dou Qingshuang twisted a herb in her arms, "Fortunately, your mother's condition has not deteriorated, with Changshan two taels and one money, a big bowl of decoction, slowly drink it, drink a big sip at a time, drink until the day and night, there is no common discomfort in the heart, the condition will be eased." ”

Mother Yang didn't dare to come out of the frightened atmosphere, and as soon as Father Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he listened to Dou Qingshuang's words, "All medicines have medicine to give full play to their medicinal properties." The onset of malaria is very related to the people around you, so you need the blood of the other party to introduce it with medicine before it can be made into a soup. ”

Dou Qingshuang stared at Father Yang with a smile, "It's just a drop, at most thirty or fifty years of recuperation, and it won't cost your father's life." ”

Thirty or fifty years? What's the difference between that and a waster?

Mother Yang cried whining, and Father Yang's heart sank, so he simply rolled his eyes, fainted and pretended to be dead.

After watching enough of the play, Dou Qingshuang didn't bother to care about them anymore, and said to Yang Meimei, who was silent on the side: "The method is all up to you, as for what you want to do, that's your business." ”

Yang Meimei gritted her teeth desperately, not letting herself cry, and kept nodding her head.

At that moment, she understood that her mother's illness was true, and the medicine was also true, and this medicine was clearly deliberately added by Dou Qingshuang.

The first is to suppress the arrogance of Yang's father and Yang's mother, and the second is to give her a chance to stand up in front of her parents. has a prescription in hand, even if she is no longer here in the future, Father Yang and Mother Yang will not dare to do anything to her.

Grandma Wang came over and patted her shoulder, sighed, looked at Dou Qingshuang and a few young juniors with cloudy eyes, and said to the children beside her for a while: "Qi'er, go and bring the oily codex that grandmother put in the stove." ”

Several young men carried Dou Qingshuang into the mountain.

The men listened very carefully to Dou Qingshuang's description of the appearance of herbs, and the man standing on her left kicked something hard, he leaned over with a torch and sat on the ground in fright, "People, there are dead people!" ”

Everyone immediately approached the torches, and Dou Qingshuang looked over, it was a corpse that was beginning to decompose, and she felt very familiar when she looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

The same ecchymosis, there are also several circles of dark blood marks on the wrists, and the direction of the folding of the legs and feet is also very similar, isn't this the corpse called Erniu that she saw with Yang Meimei before?

"Yes, it's the youngest son of the Dao mother's family in Wangjia Village!" The voice of the man beside her trembled, dyed with a hint of crying, "If Grandma Wang knows, I'm afraid she will be sad to death!" ”

"This evening, I heard that someone told Grandma Wang that he had a letter from his children," said another man, "how can this be... It looks like it's been a long time. ”

"He died because the epidemic worsened," Dou Qingshuang stood up, "You stay away from him, and get some soil to bury him in a while, so as not to be infected again." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and a man said: "Miss Qingshuang, I think it's too strange for this Wang family child to die, this is very different from the people I saw who died of illness, will it be the same as the Yang family's mother, who has other diseases?" ”

Dou Qingshuang was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "The traces on his hands are the corpse marks that appeared after death, and when the body was stiff, his legs were forcibly bent, and he was put into a restricted space. ”

Someone was taken aback, "You, what do you mean... So, why is that? ”

Why?

Dou Qingshuang also wanted to ask.

Since the epidemic has been discovered, and death is normal, why bother throwing so much effort into throwing corpses? But what they had to do now was find the herbs before dawn.

Leaving them to bury the corpses, Dou Qingshuang agreed with them about the meeting place, and then went alone to find a way to go away, picked some necessary herbs, and sat under a tree.

The moon in the sky was still bleak, the surroundings were gloomy and terrifying, and the silence was scary, Dou Qingshuang looked around, holding her breath for a long time, before she was sure that Zhao Yu did not follow.

Very good.

If you don't run now, when?

Suddenly—

She stopped, only to hear the faint sound of rustling in the depths of the jungle, and several black figures sped away on tiptoe on the trees and grass. The swords and swords collided, and the swords collided with the snort of stabbing into the body, blood splattered everywhere, and the screams didn't have time to scream.

Dou Qingshuang's eyelids jumped, and under the moonlight, the bright knife was stained with blood, and dozens of lives were killed, but in the blink of an eye, it became a dead corpse.

"Qin Yanming," someone in black shouted, "Today is your death!" ”

The man with his back to Dou Qingshuang slowly turned his head, his side face was dyed with moonlight, and he stretched out his crimson tongue and slowly licked away the blood from the corners of his lips, just like the evil ghost Shura who struggled out of hell, which made people fearful.

Dou Qingshuang only felt a flicker in front of her eyes, and her heart sank.

It's Qin Xianggong.