When Qiu Gubo and Qianyuanbai rode to the Xingang Concession checkpoint, they found that the checkpoint had been completely blocked by the army.

Outside the checkpoint is Fu Guodong's army, while inside the checkpoint is the army of the foreigners in the concession, and soldiers on both sides, wearing masks and raincoats, stand behind barbed wire, guns and confront those trying to enter and exit the pass.

The crowd of people who were prevented from entering and exiting shouted excitedly.

"Let's get out! We're not sick! ”

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"I'm going home! Get out of the way! ”

"Are you being unreasonable?"

Those who were stopped outside the customs were basically Chinese, only a few dressed like merchants, and the rest were all poor people who were working hard at the Xingang wharf.

Outside the checkpoint, the people around Qiu Gubo and Qian Yuanbai were basically people who had heard about the strange illness found in Xingang and Xingang, worried about their relatives, and tried to enter Xingang.

"Let's go inside, my brother is still inside! Please! ”

"My dad is sick, let me go see my dad!"

"Let me in, my wife and children only went in the morning, I'm going to find them, you let me in."

Whether it is Fu Guodong's army or the foreigners' army, they stand silently with guns, maybe because they are wearing masks, Qiu Gubo and Qian Yuanbai can't know the expressions on their faces now, is it a contradiction? Or fear? Or maybe it's just the helplessness of carrying out orders.

"What should I do?" Qian Yuanbai looked at the people around.

Qiu Gubo turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to Qian Yuanbai, squeezed through the crowd, came to the checkpoint, and said to a soldier: "Who is the commander in charge here?" ”

The soldier frowned: "Go away!" ”

Qiu Gubo grabbed the soldier's collar, and the other soldiers immediately held their guns against him, and Qiu Gubo said in a deep voice: "I'm Qiu Gubo!" ”

At this moment, an officer came running from not far away, stood up and saluted, "Adjutant Qiu!" ”

Jokubo let go of the soldier, and the soldier quickly stood up and saluted like the others.

Qiu Gubo asked, "What's going on?" ”

The officer approached Qiu Gubo and whispered: "We don't know, the order we received an hour ago is to let us block Xingang, no one can enter or leave, if there is a hard intruder, it will be killed!" ”

Qiu Gubo asked again: "The order given by the marshal himself?" ”

The officer nodded: "Yes." ”

Qiu Gubo pondered, turned around and walked through the crowd, turned over and said, "Go to the Governor's Mansion!" ”

After that, Qiu Gubo pulled up the reins, and the horses under his crotch neighed and raised their front hooves, and the surrounding crowd immediately dispersed, and then Qiu Gubo and Qianyuanbai slapped their horses and left quickly.

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South of Yongcheng, Chating Village.

Black smoke was billowing from all over the village, and corpses covered with blood-stained red and white cloth could be seen everywhere on the roadside, some of which were directly covered with straw.

However, there was no crying, no wailing, it seemed that the people here had long been numb to the pain, and those who could escape had already fled, leaving only those who were unwilling.

Standing on the high hill outside the village, you can clearly see that many houses in the village have been burned down, but the black smoke is burning the corpses, burning the bodies of those who have suffered from strange diseases, to prevent the epidemic from further expanding.

However, it was too late.

A scrawny, walking corpse-looking old man took out a piece of cloth from a boiling clay pot with a stick, waved it carefully, and when it was a little cooler, wrung it out with his hands, and then covered his mouth and nose.

After tying the cloth on his face, the old man asked the back of the man in a long robe standing on the high post, "It's cooked, is this really useful?" ”

The back figure turned around, revealing a handsome face, and the facial features on the face seemed to have been carefully carved by God, and no matter who saw it, he couldn't stop marveling.

"The prescription I gave you is not for disease prevention, but for keeping your mind clear." The man in the robe slowly walked down the high post, came to his white horse, untied the reins and held it in his hand.

The old man was puzzled: "Sober? ”

The man in the long shirt said: "Yes, as long as you are sober-minded, you should know that you must not enter the village, otherwise it will be a dead end." ”

The old man clenched the stick in his hand: "My whole family is dead, I have to collect the corpses for them, I can't let them be in the wilderness!" ”

The man in the long robe said lightly: "In that case, you can go, but you must not tell others to collect your body, because that is no different from killing someone." ”

The old man looked at the man in the long shirt in a daze, as if he was looking at a monster.

"Old man, I can't do anything about the rest now, you can do it yourself." The man in the long shirt turned over and got on his horse, patted the horse and headed towards Yongcheng.

The old man's body was weak, the stick in his hand fell to the ground, and after he collapsed to the ground, his throat finally broke out with a strange sound, and finally he cried out, I don't know if it was because he was too helpless, or because he was already too sad, he couldn't shed a single tear.

Because the tears have long since dried up.

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An hour later, the man in the long shirt finally rode to the south tower of Yongcheng, he looked up at the sentry chief on the city tower, hugged his fists and said, "Sir, I want to enter the city." ”

The sentry chief looked at the man in the long robe below from the arrow stomping, and said in a loud voice, "Didn't you see the notice under the city?" It's lockdown! ”

The man in the long shirt said again: "Please open the door, I must go in." ”

The sentry chief said impatiently, "Are you blind or deaf?" I said, the city is locked down! Get out! ”

The man in the long shirt pointed to his left eye and said, "I have one eye that is blind and can't see clearly, but I hear clearly." ”

The sentry commander shouted, "Don't get out of here if you hear it clearly!" ”

The man in the long shirt clenched his fists again: "I am your commander's reinforcement." ”

The sentry commander was stunned: "Reinforcements? ”

After hearing the word "reinforcements", Qianliguang, who was napping in the corner of the city tower, opened his eyes, and a carp jumped up, ran to the arrow stomping, looked at the man in the long shirt below, and asked loudly: "Who is coming?" What for? ”

"Cai Qianqing!" The man in the robe replied, "Exorcist and demon hunter." ”

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A few days later, the east camp of Yongcheng was broken in the temple.

"Hey-ho-ha-a

After a strange shout, the man with a full face and beard, who looked like Zhong Kui, who was kneeling in front of the tribute table in the broken temple, turned around and stared at the people behind him who were holding various tributes in their hands and covering their mouths and noses with medicinal cloths.

In front of the people, there was also a simple stretcher, on which lay a dying patient, the patient coughed from time to time, obviously suffering from corpse wind, in order to prevent him from scratching his chest, the family had already spread a piece of cowhide on his chest.

"I'm the hairy boy under the seat of the sea god!" The big man who called himself Mao Boy shouted.

Subsequently, Mao Tongzi began to run around the tribute table, stopped in place after running three laps, and jumped left and right and chanted there: "The sea god comes, the plague god goes, the east Jia Yimu, the west Gengxin Jin, the south Bingding fire, the north non dehui water, Tiangang Town Demon, the divine mirror peeps into the stars!" ”

The Mao boy would pause every time he spoke, and the people below would also chant.

After singing, Mao Tongzi stood still, grabbed the dust on the tribute table and waved: "Burn incense!" ”

Subsequently, four women dressed in white in all directions of the ruined temple lit the incense burner, and green smoke immediately rose slowly from the incense burner.

At this time, the man standing at the back of the crowd with a scar on his face looked left and right slightly, took out a pill from his waist and stuffed it into his mouth.

This smoke is poisonous. The scarred man thought to himself, and then noticed the changes in the people around him, and as he expected, the expressions of the people around him gradually relaxed, and many of them showed strange smiles.

Mao Tongzi turned around and took the bronze bell in his hand, and after whispering for a while, two women in white stepped forward and tied a string of bells around his waist.

When he was ready, Mao Tongzi began to jump around the ruined temple, and after running two laps, he came to the dying patient, waving the dust, shaking the bronze bell, and the copper bell around his waist also made a disturbing sound with his beating.

However, the people, who were supposed to be disgusted by these noises, stood there with strange smiles and watched intently like the walking dead.

After watching the hairy boy's performance for a while, the scarred man raised his eyes to look at the so-called clay statue of the sea god on the altar behind the tribute table.

The clay statue is newly sculpted, as it has no exact appearance, but only maintains a human form, and there is no decoration on the outside, and the straw in the filling clay statue can be clearly seen.

Suddenly, the hairy boy stopped, and the noise stopped instantly, he maintained his posture and raised his hands high, slowly looked up at the top of the broken temple, and shouted in a strange voice: "Winter thunder sounds, the sea god descends." ”

"Winter thunder sounds, and the sea god descends." The surrounding people also numbly echoed.

At this moment, a muffled sound like thunder suddenly came from the top of the broken temple, and at the same time, Mao Tongzi also shouted: "Kneel!" ”

The people who had been smiling immediately knelt down like puppets, and the scarred man did the same, while raising his head slightly and staring at the clay statue.

At the same time as the thunder continued to sound, cracks also appeared in the mud statue, and as the thunder became louder and louder, the cracks on the mud statue's body also became bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, the whole clay statue cracked, and the mud fell down one after another, and at the same time, the lampstands on the left and right sides of the ruined temple were also lit by the woman in white, and the bronze mirror behind the lampstand reflected the light of the lampstand, shining on the white-bearded old man in white clothes who appeared in the clay statue.

The light of the bronze mirror shone on the old man's face, shining red all over his face, as if he was a god descending to earth.

"The god of the sea descends to earth!" Mao Tongzi immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and the other people immediately did the same.

The old man in white slowly walked down from the altar, and the woman in white walked to the patient with the help of one left and one right.

The old man stood in front of the patient, and the woman in white danced around her with her hands like a fan.

The people seemed to come back to their senses at this time, and they all raised their eyes and looked carefully.

Mao Tongzi shouted beside him: "Quiet! Ask the god of the sea to cast a spell! ”

The old man squatted down and walked up and down the patient's body with his hands, and when his hands came to the position of the cowhide on his chest, he suddenly inserted his hand into his chest, and the moment he inserted it, blood gushed out of the patient's chest, and the patient's eyes opened suddenly, and his throat made a strange gurgling sound.

The old man's eyes rolled, his mouth was full of words, and after a loud shout, the hand inserted into his chest was withdrawn, and there was a big insect with blurred flesh and blood in his hand.

The old man handed the worm to the hairy boy next to him, and the hairy boy respectfully took it, raised the thing above his head, and shouted: "The sea god casts a spell, and the plague god has been removed." ”

The man with the scar stood on tiptoe to look at the patient again and found that the patient was already breathing smoothly.

How did he do it? The man with the scar asked suspiciously in his heart, without using medicine, he cured the corpse wind?

At this time, the people present were boiling, kneeling around the old man in white, begging the old man to save his family.

The old man was carried back to the altar by the woman in white, and then closed his eyes and did not move, allowing the people to come forward one by one to bow down and offer all kinds of tributes.

The scarred man saw that most of the tributes were money, and it seemed that the believers here were all pouring out their wealth just to survive.

The scarred man sighed slightly and said in a low voice, "Ignorance." ”

Then, while everyone was kneeling and praying, the scarred man quietly withdrew.