The white bone altar of Xiling in Wuguo is known as the ten absolute places of death by the world.

In the mountains around the White Bone Altar for more than 100 miles, there are seven ditches, eighteen kilns, and twenty-five abandoned villages.

In the early years, there was a terrible plague here.

Now that many years have passed since the epidemic, many older generations are still talking about the epidemic of that year.

People clearly remember that in the early years of Emperor Hui, a rare plague raged in Xiling County, and in less than a month, it made Nanmengou, Shantougou, Santengou, Helingou, Raoshuigou, Menquangou, Linyuangou seven villages named after the ditch in the Shushu area at the southern foot of Xiling Mountain, as well as the kiln factories of 18 families such as Guo, Mi, Huang, Yang, Chen, Li, Jiao, and Liu, a total of 25 villages were extinct, and the deserted village no-man's land formed by this has been preserved to this day.

The people of the Warrior Kingdom believed that the people's immorality would anger the gods, and the gods cursed the epidemic to remove the source of evil.

Although the epidemic has passed for a long time, the Qigou and Eighteen Kilns area is still regarded as an ominous place, and no one dares to go into it.

The inscription on the Demon Suppression Stone Tablet in the center of the White Bone Altar records the tragic image after the outbreak of the plague in Xiling County:

In the first year of Emperor Xia Hui, the battle of the Five Kingdoms, millions of corpses were ambushed, the plague was raging, and the people were struggling to survive. There is the pain of zombies in every family, and there is crying in the room. or die with the door closed, or lose the family. When you go out, you can't see anything, and the white bones cover the plain; There are hungry women on the road, holding their children and abandoning the grass......

Mu Bai walked here in rags, sat down in front of the Demon Suppression Monument, and after reading the inscription, he said to himself: "It should be here!" ”

There was a burst of laughter from behind the Demon Suppression Monument.

Mu Bai hurriedly got up when he heard the voice: "Is it a ghost senior?" In Xia Mubai, he was entrusted by the Duke of Wei to come and make a wish. ”

A black-robed man walked out from behind the Demon Suppression Monument with his waist bent.

This black-robed man was skinny and hard-working, with only the whites of his eyes and no pupils.

He has a pair of bat-like ears on his head, and it is rumored that the plague god has no eyes, but he can hear and distinguish things by ear.

When Mu Bai saw the appearance of the black-robed man, he guessed that this person was probably a ghost.

The ghostly voice was like that of a terminally ill dying person: "Who are you?" ”

Mu Bai: "It was the Duke of Wei Guo who asked me to come to you before he died, and he said that you owed him a favor back then." When he dies, he wants you to repay him with a plague. ”

The ghost smiled sharply: "The five countries around Apocalypse City are all the territories of Chief Ma Yinglong, if I spread the epidemic there, Chief Ma will definitely not give up." ”

Mu Bai was uneasy when he heard this.

After the incident in the imperial capital, the Shence army disappeared, and the name of King Wei Fushengye had long overshadowed the name of Duke Weiguo.

Mu Bai didn't know if the moody plague god in front of him could still keep his promise.

Although Ghost Li has no eyes, his heart is as translucent as a mirror. He said to Mu: "You may not know that Mu Lin and I are brothers. How can I not be sad when my brother is dead, the ghost cries, the world is vegetarian! ”

As he spoke, a bunch of roundworm-like tentacles suddenly grew out of the hole in front of him.

Then a blue demon spirit in the shape of a small octopus crawled out of the ghostly heavenly spirit cover.

The little demon spirit opened its mouth and spat out a white spider the size of a grain of rice.

Ghost Li put the little white spider in Mu Bai's palm and advised, "Be careful, don't be bitten by it!" This white spider is named diphtheria, and it can cause a plague of throats! ”

Mu Bai was so frightened when he heard this.

The medical book "Su Wen" records: throat wind, also known as diphtheria, sometimes the symptoms occur, the infection is very fast, the seriously ill are critical, and the doctors are helpless.

And this plague is most likely to infect each other among children. Infected people have fever at the beginning, or no fever, dry nose and lips, or cough or no cough, mild nasal congestion, severe nasal congestion. The patient's voice is clear, the breath is evenly adjusted and easy to treat, and most of them are misdiagnosed as ordinary wind chill.

The disease is contagious through breathing, and as the number of infected people increases, severe cases will appear.

If the patient does not heal for a long time, a thick white mucous membrane will appear in the throat, and it will soon develop to hoarseness and shortness of breath, panting like a dog barking, if such symptoms appear, it is an incurable disease.

By this time, diphtheria had undergone several mutations and became truly dangerous.

Because they were not taken seriously at the beginning, doctors did not take epidemic prevention, so that the epidemic patients have been infected to various places, and many people have been infected.

Diphtheria outbreaks will occur one after another due to the large number of patients, and repeated cross-infections, and the epidemic will continue to break out, which can kill and injure more than half of the children in the infected area in a month or two.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, the pain of losing a child is even worse than the pain of the skin!

Mu Bai listened to the ghostly plan, and a terrifying smile appeared on his face.

He pinched the whitethroat spider with his fingertips, and the little spider was frightened and bit Mu Bai's finger and stomach.

Mu Bai's fingertips quickly turned black, his breathing was short, and he couldn't stop coughing and wheezing!

A white-throated spider bites a person and dies!

Mu Bai's face turned pale: "I am a diphtheria patient now, and I am going back to the imperial capital to collect debts!" ”

Ghost Li left a string of unruly laughter and disappeared behind the Demon Suppression Monument.

In the Beilu Academy, a female luthier from northern Xinjiang is playing the qin.

She played a lamentation of lovesickness.

The seven strings of the yaoqin rise and fall one after another, and the beautiful notes continue to sound at the fingertips of the pianist.

The notes before and after echoed in the ears, just like two people who love each other, life and death go hand in hand, lingering to the extreme.

The little prince of peace sat on a bent bamboo branch, listening to the melodious sound of the piano, tears rolling in his eyes.

This female luthier was specially invited by the First Emperor from the snowy plateau.

She just performed a funeral song with snowy style for His Majesty the First Emperor at the mourning mausoleum today!

The mourning tomb is the mausoleum of the biological mother of Prince Heian and the princess Aya.

When Emperor Shi was a prince, he was very fond of Aya Imperial Princess. Aya died of dystocia, and the extremely weak prince was extremely sad.

After he became the emperor, he summoned skilled craftsmen from all over the country to build a mausoleum for Aya Imperial Concubine in Lingquan Mountain.

And personally named the mausoleum of the concubine as a mourning mausoleum.

The mourning project was huge, and it took a lot of manpower and material resources to complete.

On the fifth anniversary of the Aya Imperial Princess, the First Emperor personally went to the mourning mausoleum to pay respects, and painstakingly invited a snowy pianist from northern Xinjiang to play a mourning song.

After the snow pianist finished playing for the First Emperor, she immediately returned to the northern frontier, and when she passed through the Zhou Kingdom, she happened to spend the night in the Beilu Academy.

The master is also good at music, so he entertained the northern Xinjiang pianist in the Zhulin Garden of the academy.

The pianist in Northern Xinjiang has also admired his master for a long time. In order to repay her master, her bosom friend, she played the lamentation song that the First Emperor had just heard in Zhulin Yuan again.

As soon as the little prince of peace was born, his mother unfortunately passed away, and the number of times his father and the emperor met him was only a handful.

He couldn't even remember what that cold First Emperor looked like.

But his longing for his deceased mother has not stopped since he was sensible.

He heard Li Zhien say that the northern Xinjiang luthier was a surviving person, and she played mourning music after experiencing the pain of losing her husband, and even the birds would be infected.

The little prince of peace is hidden in the bamboo forest, listening to the sound of the piano.

The young heart is filled with the longing for the mother.

The deeper the affection is, the more unscathable, condensed into grievances, and people are immersed in it and can't extricate themselves.

Li Jirou came to the rockery of Zhulinyuan with a red paper umbrella.

She stood together against the back of the little prince of peace, holding up an umbrella to block the dead yellow leaves falling from the branches.

"Your Highness!" Li Jirou called softly.

"I said you could call me brother when it's just the two of us!"

"Brother Ping'an!"

"Do you say that my father regrets having my child?"

"How could it be, you are His Majesty's only child!"

"Then why doesn't he come to see me so often, and doesn't even let me live in the palace!"

Li Jirou looked around, saw that no one was around, and whispered: "I heard my mother say that it seems to be the meaning of King Wei to let you live in the academy......"

The little prince of peace opened his eyes angrily: "Don't mention him to me, a chaotic minister and thief, how can he interfere in the affairs of the royal family!" ”

Li Jirou was influenced by his mother and admired King Wei very much, but the little prince of Ping An had a deep prejudice against King Wei.

The little prince of peace sighed and said affectionately: "If there is a heaven, what color should its gate be?" ”

Li Jirou: "I think it must be golden!" ”

The little prince of peace: "No! I think he's supposed to be blood-red because I feel like I'm about to see it every time I vomit blood! ”

Li Jirou: "Didn't you say that you were going to pay tribute to your mother on your birthday this year?" ”

The little prince replied very sadly: "I have long heard that my father and the emperor will personally go to mourn during the anniversary of the mother's concubine, I thought he would also take me with me!" After all, I've never met my mother! ”

Li Jirou: "She hasn't hugged you for a day, do you still miss her so much?" ”

The little prince of peace: "I lived in her belly for a year, and she exchanged her life for my life before giving birth to me, do you say she doesn't love me?" If she were still alive, she would be the best mother in the world. She will hold me every day, and she will not want me to leave her arms for a moment! ”

Li Jirou: "It's a pity! Why didn't Your Majesty take you to pay tribute to the imperial concubine? ”

The little prince of peace: "There's no pity, I said that he wouldn't take me there, I would go by myself, and I would inquire about the route." The mourning mausoleum is in Lingquan Mountain, Lingquan Mountain is in the territory of Weiguo, it is only half a day's journey from the academy, and I will set off at dawn tomorrow. ”

Li Jirou: "Why don't you leave at dusk, it's almost dark at that time, and everyone will think that you went to sleep first if they can't find you." ”

The little prince of peace: "Because when I want to leave here, the road under my feet is to face the morning glow, not to grope in the dark." I must meet the woman who would rather give up her life than bring me into this world. I just wanted to ask her why she couldn't bear to leave me alone in this lonely world. I wanted to take her hand and let me touch my forehead, and he owed me a bedtime song and I wanted him to sing it for me a hundred times. ”

Li Jirou: "Then where?" How did you get back? Adults will tell Your Majesty if they find you running around. Will Your Majesty punish you for this? ”

The little prince of peace clutched his chest and coughed: "Then there will be no then!" I've been here in this world, there's nothing to be nostalgic for, I've found my mother, shouldn't I go with him? ”

Li Jirou was provoked to cry by the words of the little prince of peace: "My brother is gone, who will match Jirou?" ”