Hearing that there were no casualties, Ding Ermiao breathed a sigh of relief. ○

"So what's going on now, are you still messing around?" Zhang Lei asked.

"It's quiet now, but at night, it's a lot of noise. Both stockades quarreled. Guo Zhanbi said.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "It's okay, wait for me to go back and take a look." Now that the Zombie Progenitor has entered a dormant period, the villagers should not deteriorate anymore. ”

"What about the bodies of these demon beasts? If the monster is resurrected and killed again, will the illness of the villagers continue? Zhang Lei asked.

"At least, everyone's illness will not worsen." Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said, "Whether it is a general or not, the head and limbs of this monster must be disposed of." Let's go back to the village first, and I'll send these things into the crater. ”

"Where is the crater nearby?" Zhang Lei was stunned.

"I have my own way to find it." Ding Ermiao smiled, and suddenly made a miraculous power that shrank into the abyss, and instantly took Ji Xiaoxiao and Zhang Lei back to Zhangjiazhai.

Ji Xiaoxiao took Guo Zhanbi and lived temporarily in Zhangjiazhai, and Ding Ermiao returned to the mountain.

Zhang Lei was seriously injured, but he was worried that something would happen in the village, so he didn't want to go to the hospital, so he lay down in the village to recuperate.

Two days and nights later, Ding Ermiao finally returned. Ji Xiaoxiao and Guo Zhanbi finally let go.

"Brother Ding worked hard, all those things have been dealt with?" Zhang Lei asked.

"Ahem...... I was sent to seven different active craters, hoping for the magma, but let them die slowly." Ding Ermiao coughed lightly.

Zhang Lei was overjoyed and said: "Brother Ding is so powerful, this bane has finally been dealt with." ”

"But your illness still has to take a lot of work." Ding Ermiao sat down in front of Zhang Lei's hospital bed, and said while recuperating Zhang Lei's body: "I have thought about a few plans, I might as well think about it first......

……

Seven days later, in the early morning, it was still under the fourth peak of Fuqi Mountain.

The villagers of Zhangjiazhai and Renjiazhai formed a circle and stood on a slope halfway up the mountain.

Zhang Lei sat on the bamboo sedan chair, and Yu Weihong ran before and after to maintain order.

But Ding Ermiao was in the middle position, meditating cross-legged. Behind him, there is a tall wild locust tree.

A huge gossip pattern was painted on the ground, with Ding Ermiao as the center, radiating in eight directions.

The eight villagers with the most serious conditions were seated facing Ding Ermiao in the eight directions of the Bagua Map.

Every patient was tied up and fixed to a stake. The distance from Ding Ermiao is about one zhang and five feet.

"Stay away from the others, or it will be bad for you." Seeing that everyone had finished arranging, Ding Ermiao waved his hand and asked everyone to retreat far away.

Everyone knew that Ding Ermiao was going to do it, and they all dodged away.

I saw Ding Ermiao forming a handprint, chanting words in his mouth, closing his eyes and starting to practice.

At first, it was not strange, but after a stick of incense, the eight patients gradually became manic, roaring and screaming, desperately trying to break free from their restraints.

Moreover, there was a trace of black qi floating out of these people's bodies and gathering towards Ding Ermiao's side.

Ding Ermiao sat upright as before, turning a blind eye to everything around him, hearing and not hearing.

The black qi on the patient's body is flowing faster and faster, and the black qi around Ding Ermiao is getting heavier and heavier.

It didn't take much effort, Ji Xiaoxiao in the distance could see that Ding Ermiao's body was shrouded in a layer of black mist, as if he was wearing black gauze, slowly fluttering with the wind.

"Brother Ding's morality is sky-high, it's really ...... Celestial Master demeanor. Zhang Lei wept and said to Yu Weihong and others beside him:

"This is Ding Daochang, using the gossip gathering array, using himself as a medium to help everyone absorb the corpse qi and corpse poison in the body. This is equivalent to transferring the virus from everyone's body to his own ....... Such a great kindness, the villagers in our two villages must remember it for life. ”

The villagers were all moved and sighed and admired. Some of the children of seriously ill patients had already burst into tears and knelt down to Ding Ermiao to show their gratitude.

"Get up, folks. He was originally a Heavenly Master, and helping everyone was also ...... Obligation. Ji Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red, and she reached out and pulled everyone up one by one.

Guo Zhanbi also sighed softly, Ding Ermiao's body was already full of residual poison, but he still had to use such a domineering formation to come to Li Dai Taozhuang and treat the villagers, which was really asking for hardship.

What kind of celestial master is this, and what is the point? Daomen is shoulder-to-shoulder, just for a few words of gratitude?

The eight sick people tied to the stake screamed more and more, and roared like wild beasts.

But after half an hour, these people slowly quieted down, drooped their heads, and gradually fell into a state of stupor.

Ding Ermiao slowly stood up with black qi all over his body, and turned in a circle along the locust tree behind him.

In front of everyone's eyes, Ding Ermiao turned faster and faster, and in the end, he saw a cloud of black mist wrapping the locust tree, and Ding Ermiao was gone.

"Hey, where is Daoist Ding?" Yu Weihong rubbed his eyes, looked ahead and asked.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on Yu Weihong's shoulder, and Ding Ermiao's voice smiled: "Thank you for your concern, I'm behind you." ”

Yu Weihong was startled and hurriedly looked back. Sure enough, Ding Ermiao stood behind him with a smile.

"Brother Ding, why did you come out again, what kind of spell is this?" Zhang Lei twisted his neck with difficulty and asked in surprise.

This guy's broken bones have not fully recovered, and his movements are slow because of the pain.

"This is Maoshan's cane technique, I used the big locust tree instead of myself to absorb the corpse qi of the villagers." Ding Ermiao smiled and said:

"After casting the spell this time, I'll see if everyone's condition has improved. If there is, then this method is done. I'll teach it to you, and you can heal everyone slowly. ”

"Maoshan Dao Law is all over the sky, hearing is better than seeing!" Zhang Lei admired it and gave a thumbs up.

Ji Xiaoxiao saw Ding Ermiao come out, and finally smiled. If everything goes well, it won't take a few days to leave Fuqi Mountain.

Yu Weihong looked straight at it and said, "Daoist Ding, are you waiting for a while, these folks will fully recover?" ”

Ding Ermiao shook his head and said:

"It's impossible, their illness has been around for a long time, and it is impossible to treat them completely at one time. This kind of spell detoxification is probably a long-term project. Moreover, after each spell, the patient's body will be very weak and will need to recuperate for a period of time before it can be performed a second time. ”

"As long as it can be cured, it's okay to slow down." Yu Weihong said excitedly.

"Yu Weihong, aren't you here to dedicate love?" Ji Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "We don't have time to spend here, everyone's future treatment will be handed over to you and Zhang Daochang." ”

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" Yu Weihong stood up and saluted.

The crowd laughed.

Guo Zhanbi pointed at those patients and said, "Brother Ermiao, the patients seem to have collapsed, and they all fainted......