Su Xiaoting found that although those people were wearing masks, only 1/3 were medical, and the rest were masks made of gauze.

After those people were in place, Ji Yingxue and Ji Yuning also appeared next to the statue. Then the crisp bell rang, and Ji Yingxue took the sacrificial vessel and began to chant prayers like a sacrificial ceremony.

The crowd knelt down in front of the statue of the goddess and worshipped reverently.

Although Su Xiaoting couldn't hear clearly, she guessed that it must be for this epidemic and prayed to the goddess to eliminate the calamity.

After the chanting was finished, Ji Yingxue took a candle from the altar and handed it to her brother, while Ji Yuning held the candle and lit a copper oil basin more than half a person high that was erected in front of the altar.

Immediately a flame and gray smoke rose from the oil basin. Then everyone got up and walked to the statue of the goddess one by one.

Ji Yingxue, who was standing in front of the long case, would put her fingers into the golden chalice held by the maid, and then sprinkle it on the top of the person's head, just as Yazi did to Su Xiaoting during the sacrifice ceremony.

"Whew~" Su Xiaoting sighed, at this time, for people with devout beliefs, they really need comfort from the gods.

The sacrifice lasted for about an hour, and after everyone had been baptized and left, there were still 2 guards guarding the brazier.

Su Xiaoting noticed that Ji Yingxue did not return to the main building, but walked towards the backyard with the maid holding the holy water cup.

At the time of the sacrifice just now, she had already roughly calculated in her mind that there were about 15 or 60 internal staff and guards in the palace.

And there were no more than 100 people in the square just now, such a sacrificial event, except for being infected with the epidemic or having to be isolated, Su Xiaoting couldn't think of any other reason for being absent. And Ji Yingxue's behavior at the moment confirmed her guess.

Could it be that ~ 1/3 of the people in the City Lord's Mansion are infected? ……

Time is stretched out in a silent repression and amplified apprehension. Until the afternoon, the second one, who had not been contacted, finally took the initiative to contact Su Xiaoting.

The second voice added a hint of hoarseness, and when asked about the first and Ah Tao, he replied, "...... Ah, I'm going over there to buy potions! ”

Su Xiaoting breathed a sigh of relief and asked carefully, "What about the one?" I haven't been able to reach you guys for days! ”

“…… OK! ”

"What's okay? You're not infected with the disease, are you? ”

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and finally said: "Actually, I called to tell you that my brother ...... It's sick, and I'm going to quarantine too, and there's no inside line there. So ......"

Su Xiaoting was stunned, her breathing was a little short, "First, how is he?" ”

"It's time for me to go!"

Su Xiaoting immediately became anxious: "Wait for the second!" Shall I take care of him? ”

"Inconvenient...... An Ting, he is very proud of you~"

No matter how Su Xiaoting listened, there was a kind of parting speech, and she suddenly thought of another more important thing.

"By the way, do any patients have erythema now?"

"It was yesterday."

“……”

A white light exploded in Su Xiaoting's brain, and even the last sentence of the second one, "Take care of yourself!" I couldn't hear it, and I couldn't tell if it was a roar in my ears or a shrill buzz on the phone.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that the second and the first had been living together!

Su Xiaoting opened the booklet again and found a description of the dangers of the wind sickle, which made her eyes bloodshot.

Behind those terrifying numbers, it seems that they have all become fresh lives, even including those who give her kindness and care.

Su Xiaoting lay on the pillow, and there were warm scenes of getting along with Qi Yi, Li Lao and others in her mind, and she couldn't help but think of their ending later.

There are also Ji Yuning, the others in the City Lord's Mansion, and even the people of Mu Ling! I just feel like everything is burning.

A line of tears of despair welled up in his eyes, dripping on the back of his hand......

When Su Xiaoting came to her senses, she found that the tears condensed into flakes on the back of her hand, she unconsciously withheld the tears and sat on the edge of the bed.

After a while, looking at the glue-like crystals in her hand, her pupils finally shone brightly.

"That's right! Tears~" Su Xiaoting clenched her fists, and a flame seemed to have ignited in her heart, dispelling the haze and suspicion of the past few days.

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At 10 o'clock in the evening, Ji Yingxue, who was kneeling in the makeshift canopy, finally left the altar in the square under the persuasion of her brother, and only the holy flame was still dancing lonely and persistently in the cold night.

Su Xiaoting sighed, it seems that Ying Xue is planning to pray for the patients day and night, but Mu Ling in November, not to mention ordinary people, even if he is a capable person who kneels in such a cold night, he can't last 3 hours.

She went back to bed, closed her eyes, and forced herself to sleep.

At 2 o'clock in the morning, Su Xiaoting opened her eyes again and put on the black power suit placed next to the bed in the dark. Mentally confirmed the route again, tied the leggings tightly, and covered them with a black cloth scarf.

The room she was in faced the square, and now in the square was the burning brazier, and even the attendants had gone back to sleep.

She watched for a moment, making sure that no one was patrolling the square, and then gently pushed open the window, jumped on the ledge, and came out like a ghost, standing on a wall tile, and closing the window again.

Then, she jumped off the second floor with a slight leap, which was usually unoccupied, so she just ducked down and ran to the side away from the main entrance.

If it weren't for the recent outbreak of the epidemic, the guards should have been tighter, but now that the defense is focused on the entrances and exits, and the lack of manpower, the internal defenses are weaker.

Especially the compound at the back, which was originally a place where the guards lived, and ordinary people would not go there to ask for trouble.

Su Xiaoting knew that even if there was no light, for those who could do it, they could see things in the dark. Therefore, she relies more on obstacles and nimble skills to avoid detection.

Her goal is the backyard kitchen.

In her opinion, whether you are sick or not, you need clean water and food, and as long as you throw teardrops into the drinking water in the kitchen, it should be the most direct way.

She wasn't sure if the teardrop was effective for the disease, but even if it couldn't cure it, the healing power it contained could somewhat improve the body's ability to resist disease.

Even if it only helps to prevent infection and slow down the spread of the disease, it is worth taking a risk, and maybe the seriously ill will be able to wait for the medicine they procured to help.

The gate between the main building and the backyard is naturally not allowed to go, but fortunately, the 3-meter-high wall is nothing to Su Xiaoting.

She climbed over the wall lightly, looked at the wall for a while, and then relied on her memory to touch the direction of the back of the building on the right.

When I came here to look for him before, I heard it mentioned it occasionally, but Su Xiaoting didn't confirm its specific location. However, with a keen sense of smell, it shouldn't be too difficult to think about.

Sure enough, as she expected, there were almost no guards patrolling the backyard.

On the way, she passed by a room with a faint light, and couldn't help but look through the window.

I saw 7 or 8 people lying on the bed, and 2 of them still had obvious red spots on their faces, probably because of some itching on the spots, and one of them kept tossing and turning on the bed.

There are also people in white coats who feed water to the sick. Su Xiaoting retracted her gaze, there was a hint of certainty in her eyes, and she continued to look for it.

Fortunately, the kitchen is usually on the ground floor and is connected to the cafeteria.

Su Xiaoting finally touched the window of the big kitchen without danger, tried the dagger for a long time, and pried open the plug spring.

Su Xiaoting listened carefully for a moment, and confirmed that it was quiet inside and out, before jumping in like a cat. Then he closed the window and swept his eyes into the room before he secretly exhaled.

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