Chenjia Village.

In the originally peaceful Zhuangzi, it has become dull and depressing at the moment.

The villagers who often go out to greet each other with a smile and work together are all sad at this time in front of Qingtai Temple, who presides over Qinghe-

They are now at home in Chenjia Village.

"Master Qinghe, please, you must save us!"

Chen Li knelt on the ground as he spoke, and the people in the village also looked sad and wanted to kneel down when they saw him like this, but they were stopped by the warrior monks beside Qinghe.

"You guys get up first, I've heard about the situation, but I haven't seen the specific characteristics yet, and I can't judge until I see someone, even if you ask me now, I can't guarantee you."

Qing He could have said some high-sounding words to reassure the people of Chenjia Village, but he didn't do it, because he didn't want to disappoint them after giving them hope......

Okay, it's more about yourself.

First, he was not sure if Su Quinoa could solve this matter, and secondly, he was afraid that these people would be tempted to attack him after experiencing hope and disappointment......

"Ahem." Although these are all mortals who don't know the slightest spell, he doesn't want to be so troublesome, and he doesn't want to have more unnecessary trouble.

"Take me to see it first." Qing He's eyes fell on the head of the puppy squatting beside him, and when he saw him nodding, he didn't delay any longer.

"Okay, okay, come with us, Master." Chen Lizheng wanted to ask for more, but the master had already spoken, and he couldn't help it......

"Okay, let's disperse first, the master will definitely not ignore us."

Chen Lizheng asked the villagers who looked sad and refused to leave to disperse, so as not to annoy Master Qinghe and make the other party think that they didn't know what to do.

"Master, please come with me." The sick people in the village, as well as the demon hunter Wang Xiang, were all placed in a house in the south of the village.

The house was built by a landlord earlier, but the year before last, it was prosperous, and it was moved to the capital to become a big official, and the house was given to the village, but they have been useless.

Now there are a lot of sick people in the village, which is remote and easy to isolate, so they arrange people there, and people put them in baskets every morning, lunch and dinner.

"Some of them are sane, some of them can only be tied, and some of them have thin threads of silk in their skin, we have pulled them, but they can't pull them out, and they even bite people......"

Chen Lizheng's words made the dog quinoa who was following Qing He twitch his chin.

These people are so bold, they even dare to pull it with their hands, trying to pull out the silk worm?

"What are you kidding?" She screamed and wanted to lecture the village chief, but when her voice came out, she realized her current state and closed her mouth and stopped calling.

"Wangwang." Qinghe, I have been in contact with such patients in our village before, and I have a certain judgment on their performance in the early, middle and late stages, so you can separate them later.

"Hmm." In front of outsiders, Qing He didn't talk to Su Quinoa, only nodded, and hummed softly, and no one cared.

"Let everyone come out, and I'll judge the severity based on their symptoms." After arriving at the place, Qinghe was inexplicably a little nervous.

He hadn't seen the sick person yet, and the silk worm, just hearing the name was terrifying, and thinking about the picture that Su Quinoa had once said, his scalp was even more numb......

"Good master." Qinghe's face was calm, looking like a master outside the world, Chen Li was respectful, so he did what he said very obediently, and he didn't know what this master was thinking.