Meng Yining walked through the mountains and rivers, and finally saw Chengping in sight. Everything around her made her feel cold, and when she looked back at the road behind her, it was full of smoke and dust. In the early spring twilight, the yellow sand rolled up by the mountain road flutters behind you. Paper money swirls all over the sky, like a reincarnation, falling and rolling up. Jing Chi rode on a tall horse, and he also had a bad premonition in his heart.

The turbulent water flowed from Xiantao to Chengping.

He felt he was too late.

It's too late to save it all.

A few people rushed forward. Meng Yining's horse's hooves suddenly fell into a puddle of mud, she involuntarily screamed in horror, and her body fell forward. Looking down, there was a lump of rotten paper money in the mud, like the earth merging into one. Heaven and earth mourned, and the cry came from the distant city. The girl's whole body was cold, she looked coldly into the distance, shouted, "Drive-", and whipped away. That Chengping no longer seems to have lost the light of the past. The white cloth rolls, and the people who go out of the funeral, seem to be coming in the middle of winter.

Stepping into the city gate, Jing Chi had only been out for less than half a month, but suddenly the appearance of this place had changed. The appearance in my memory is like the past, although I can recall it, but I can't believe it. Chengping's condition is no better than Xiantao. In addition to Jingchi, several people were interrogated at the city gate for a long time before being put into the city. The streets are sparse, with only a few people scattered around.

"How can this be, when I came here a few days ago, there was no such scene!" Meng Yining was a little frightened. She was not afraid to die on the battlefield, drenched in blood. But these people, thousands of people, died in their own homes, in the courtyard. People were shivering, had high fevers, and had body aches. Nausea, vomiting, and pools of yellow viscous liquid fell on the street and no one cleaned it up.

The irritable people were running wildly, and the girl on the flower floor had bruised, bleeding, and pale faces.

Suddenly, a deafening sound of firecrackers suddenly came, and the crackling firelight flashed on the wooden stakes as if it was the New Year, and every household lit firecrackers.

"Your Highness." Meng Yining looked at him.

Jing Chi sighed, "Exorcise evil spirits and avoid disasters." His white clothes fluttered, and his face had a sad color.

The door of the prince's mansion is full of birds, and the wind is faint.

Hearing that His Royal Highness was back, the housekeeper hurriedly rushed out, and when he saw that Jing Chi was fine, he finally put his mind at ease, "I heard that the Xiantao epidemic is serious, and I finally relieved myself when I saw His Highness come back." Fortunately, I asked for the amulet of the Lotus Niangniang to bless you from all diseases. His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. At first glance, he was overly anxious, and his lips were so dry that he was bleeding.

"How's Fuchu?"

The housekeeper shook his head and sighed, "Compared to the common people outside, it is much better, the maidservants are twenty sick, and the guards are twenty-five." Now he has been pulled to heal. The house is clean, so don't worry. Even if I die, I won't let you get contaminated with those unclean things. Come in and rest. ”

Jing Chi took off his cloak, "I'll go to the palace once, what mood do you have to rest now." Miss Meng settled in the mansion first, and the room where she lived had not been touched. ”

Meng Yining nodded, "Don't worry." I also handed a letter to Beiyang and asked my sister, who was proficient in medical skills, if there was anything she could do. ”

The two walked inward and outwards in the courtyard, leaving each other with a back that would not look back.

"Butler, you can help me bring all the useless white silk cloth, charcoal, and cotton in the house to the courtyard, and help me find a few people to make some breathing masks. I remember that there are stars and flowers in the house, what about them? Can you call me to help me? She asked softly. These two maidservants are also relatively familiar to her, when they lived in the palace, several people sneaked out to buy rock sugar gourds to eat, or roasted sweet potatoes in the yard. Jing Chi turned a blind eye and didn't care about them.

The housekeeper was stunned, "Miss Meng, the person is no longer there." ”

"Have you returned home?" She asked, looking up.

He shook his head, lowering his eyes, not daring to look at the girl's blazing eyes.

Meng Yining suddenly understood what it meant that the person who came over was no longer there, and she asked softly, "When did it happen?" ”

"The night before yesterday." The housekeeper suddenly remembered something, "Miss Meng, you come with me." The two went to the maidservant's room, and the housekeeper took out a small dried flower from the small cupboard at the bedside, "Xing'er was happy to hear that you came back that day." She also told me that she would give you a dried flower, which she picked at the night market in Chengping, which was a small blue lotus. You take it. ”

She held the lotus flower blooming in her palm, and suddenly felt a thousand melancholy in her heart. Her eyes were red, like a rabbit, and tears came out of her eyes with dry eyes.

She cried.

It was as if the nerves that had been tense had been broken, and the more I cried, the louder I became, covering my face, and my shoulders twitched. The housekeeper had never seen Meng Yining shed tears, so he was shocked and hurriedly comforted, "Don't cry, the person has already gone, and I also sent someone to her house to send money." ”

Meng Yining snorted and whispered, "Thank you." ”

After a long time, she touched her tears, "Let's go, we can't die anymore!" I need something you can help prepare. I'm also going to need some poison to poison the rats that have come out of this house. As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a squeak. Meng Yining looked around and found no trace of rats. The housekeeper wanted to say a few words, but she put her hand to her lips and "shhhhh

"Are there torches?" She asked in a whisper.

The butler hurriedly beckoned someone to bring in a torch. Meng Yining took the oil from combing her hair on the table and poured it in. The flames of the entire torch burned rapidly, and instantly rushed to the beams of the house. She waved her hand and motioned for the butler to go out. It was not appropriate for him to leave a little girl in this room, so he also picked up a torch and watched the movements around him vigilantly.

With a sword in her hand, she slammed it against the wall, and in an instant a small hole opened in the wall, and a pair of eyes appeared inside. Those rats were not afraid of people, and they bit at Meng Yining's fangs and five claws, and the girl didn't give them a chance to jump out of the cave, and the torches instantly blocked the small cave. I only heard the squeaking and screaming inside, and the rat tried to rush out, but was scalded back by the flames. Meng Yining's torch kept poking in, and the flames burned the howling rats.

They jumped up and down, but they couldn't escape the little cave.

The cavern was deep and long, and the torch she had stabbed into was gradually extinguished, and the smell of burnt paste came from inside. Meng Yining snatched the torch from the butler's hand and stabbed another one into it. The flesh-colored tail and fat body gradually melted into oil and water like a candle. Meng Yining endured the nausea, waited for the torch to slowly go out, and dragged it out again. The sticks were full of pits, and there were marks of struggle and bite.

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