After the great calamity, there will be great prevention.

"Has the medicinal tea been sent?" Chi Jing took off the cloth towel on his head to cover his mouth and nose, squatted next to a swollen and rotten puppy corpse and observed it carefully, his face getting worse and worse.

"It's going down, but..." The jade bottle also covered her mouth and nose, I don't know if it was because it was inconvenient to speak with her mouth covered, or because she didn't know how to say it.

"What's wrong? The victims refused to drink? "No, although these officers and soldiers are unwilling to give food and drink to the victims, the medicinal materials to prevent the plague are well prepared and complete, after all, the greedy are afraid of death.

"The victims drank. But they were reluctant to burn the bodies that had been fished out of the water. The jade bottle said, in fact, she didn't understand, it was good to bury it in the ground.

"It's not okay to just bury it." They resisted burning the corpses, which was expected for her, so it wasn't unexpected.

This is the modern era of feudal and conservative antiquity, where not every city has a crematorium, and they not only cannot accept it, but also believe that the soul of the person who is burned after death cannot rest in peace and cannot be reborn.

"The victims also said that the old man who passed away yesterday and his great-grandson could be buried together, and why the villagers who died in the water were burned to ashes..."

"And now?" Chi Jing frowned, of course she also saw the disagreement in the eyes of the jade bottle. It's hard enough to change one person's perception, let alone everyone.

"Now everyone is blocking those officers and soldiers to prevent them from moving the bodies to the pit."

She is now mostly using those hypnotized officers and soldiers to do things for her, so except for the jade bottle and Ling Yun, no one knows that she is manipulating behind it. She ordered the officers and soldiers to find several large open spaces that were not so damp and dug several large pits. The pit had just been dug and some dry firewood had been found...

At a glance, the victims guessed that the officers and soldiers were going to burn the corpses, and they exploded at once.

...

Before he reached the open space, Chi Jing saw the dozen or so officers and soldiers who were stopped outside the crowd, most of them were young and strong men who were not weak in physique, and you and I were scolding the officers and soldiers, making a fuss.

"I don't care if you're a ghost in our Beixian County or not...", a dark-skinned man said viciously. Even if you really are, but you're going to burn your own... No, it's just not right to burn their corpses! ”

The officers and soldiers looked numb, ignored their obstructions, and continued to walk towards the pile of corpses. If someone pulls him back, he stops, and if he lets go, he goes on again. No rush, no impatience, clear goals.

The victims tried a few more times, apparently knowing that they were involuntary, and they all pulled them in and stopped letting go, and they really didn't move forward.

Except for the conscientious soldier who made an exception and received preferential treatment, he was specially ordered by Chi Jing to stay in the greenhouse to take care of the wounded, and the other officers and soldiers did not have a few grains of rice to eat, and they were hungry and got up early in the morning to dig pits and dig for most of the day, without Chi Jing's instructions, they did not stop for a moment.

If they could regain their senses at this moment, they would immediately be paralyzed and unable to stand, tears and snot flowing together.

But they only looked blankly ahead, their empty eyes shining through each victim, and there was no place for them.

There was only one thought in my mind, to burn the dead bodies, but not to hurt the survivors.

...

Chi Jing coughed softly.

An officer and soldier looked over.

Suddenly, he seemed to regain his consciousness and began to speak, but the voice was not only weak, but also hoarse and did not seem to be the voice of a normal person—he had to do hard work without food or drink, and no one looked like a normal person...

"Gotta be... Burn all the corpses... Otherwise, there will be a great disaster..."His eyes were still unbright, but he was able to say this sentence in its entirety, and the victims present were even more convinced that these officers and soldiers were possessed by ghosts.

"You... You, who the hell are you? A man who looked thinner on the outside asked boldly.

The officers and soldiers were dumbfounded.

"Look, look, everyone! He's not the ghost we have here! When the dark-skinned man saw this, he immediately shouted.

"You... You guys... If it weren't for us, the ghosts we had here, then, then we had here... things are not... None of your business! The thin man stammered again, and immediately took a timid step back and retreated into the crowd.

There was an uproar in the crowd and they all chimed in. What to do with the corpses in their village, and what to do with them? These people are all dying so miserably, why don't they die at peace?

But then I remembered that these foreign ghosts didn't hurt them, so they weren't very angry.

The officer and soldier remained dumbfounded, without any explanation.

"We guys are very grateful to you for treating us so well in the past two days with the bodies of these dog officers and soldiers, if you are just a group of lonely ghosts who draw their swords to help each other, then there is no need to burn their corpses... We have understood it, so let them be buried in the earth. ”

The dark-skinned man said that not only was he not as frightened as the thin man, but he still persuaded in an orderly manner in the face of a person who was most likely a ghost.

Chi Jing couldn't help but look at him twice, and found that the yin qi on this person's body was a little heavy, but it was different from the others...

There were countless casualties in this flood, and those who survived would have a musty smell and a faint yin smell, after all, many people had also soaked in the water with the corpses.

But the yin qi revealed in this person's body was not only much heavier than the others', it felt more like it was coming from himself...

Especially at the center of his eyebrows.

Put it aside for the time being, and it is important to burn the body as soon as possible. Chi Jing retracted his gaze and continued to turn back to the officer.

Since they only believed in ghosts and gods, only the theory of reincarnation, and believed that ghosts burned by fire after death would not be reborn, then she used their methods to convince them.

It's just pretending to be a ghost, what's so difficult. She was engrossed in the eyes of the officers and soldiers.

Do you remember Ming'er? Ming'er is your child, you are Ming'er's mother... Do you remember? You're separated from Ming'er's yin and yang...

…

The officer and soldier were silent for a long time, and when the victims thought that he had acquiesced to the fact that he was a lonely ghost and that he did not need to be cremated, he suddenly spoke again.

"Ming'er—" The voice was still hoarse and weak, but it sounded a little more resentful at the moment.

The innkeeper who was also present was shocked when he heard this. Tomorrow? Is it their son Ming'er who is calling out to the ghost at this time?

"Ming'er... Ming'er, where are you, my child... My child—" said the officer and soldier in a trembling voice, slashing away from those who were holding him in front of him.

His steps were a little unsteady, like a mother who had been separated from her child, and he was at a loss and sad, and he was mad and constantly searching for her poor child in the crowd, and two lines of muddy tears flowed down.

“… Mother? ”

Suddenly, a soft, hesitant voice sounded behind him.