"Brother Fang, whether you sell pork or not today, I'm still in a hurry to go back and pay the errand. Aunt Wei asked out loud when she saw Fang Hao in a daze.

"I'm sorry auntie, I'm not selling pork today. Isn't it that the Deng butcher has just had a plague incident, and I usually have crossed paths with him, so I think it's important to go to see the doctor. ”

Fang Hao shirked, he wouldn't say that he just didn't want to sell pork today.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to run another market, Auntie. ”

"But let me remind you, the major apothecaries are full today, and they are all going to check if they have the plague. If you go now, you might be fine, but you'll be infected by the plague. ”

Aunt Wei said, then turned to leave.

"Forehead ......"

It makes sense, Fang Hao didn't know how to refute it.

But now he doesn't have the heart to go to the doctor, Deng Butcher comes into contact with so many people every day, if there is really something, it will have spread long ago.

When Aunt Wei left, Fang Hao looked around and found that the people who had been guarding the dilapidated thatched hut were long gone, so he slowly walked towards the thatched hut.

Squeak

Gently pushing the door open, the house was in a mess, like it had been abandoned for a long time. But there was no sense of decay that characterised a long-abandoned house, and there was a strange smell in the air.

This taste is very familiar feeling,

Where have you seen it?

That's right!

There seems to be a drug-like ingredient in it?

Fang Hao speculated. When he first learned to kill pigs, he studied drugs for a long time in order to be able to kill a strong pig. I have to say that the use of ecstasy when killing pigs is really very effective, and it is humanitarian.

However, after a night of divergence, he was still able to smell the traces of the drug in the air, which showed how terrifying the dose was at that time.

"It's handled so cleanly, it seems that they are all veterans. ”

Walking in the messy hut, Fang Hao rummaged around the debris on the ground, but he didn't make any important discoveries. There are still some small scratches, impact marks, and blood stains that have not been able to be cleaned up, but these things cannot be deduced with current technology.

Walk out of the hut and the sun is shining outside.

"Go to Deng's butcher's house and have a look, maybe you will find something. ”

Fang Hao decided, anyway, if you don't sell pork today, you have nothing to do.

The astonishing 100,000 exercises of the Eight Styles had already scared Fang Hao into being completely unmotivated, and the introduction of Gu Liang that Song Matchmaker said was about in the afternoon, so he was very leisurely in the morning.

As a salted fish who lives in the past, he finds it seem a little boring when he suddenly doesn't work. There are too few means of entertainment in this era, and even if there is, as a teenager in the 21st century, he is not very interested.

As for Wei Hu?

The time is not yet ripe, Fang Hao needs a good opportunity!

......

Walking through the streets and alleys, people on the road were all discussing the matter of Deng Butcher. Rumors about the plague have been circulating since a year ago, but now, it seems that the plague is occurring more and more frequently.

"There's something strange about this, why all the rumors of the plague are coming from the patrols, and why no one has seen a single patient with a real outbreak. ”

"Also, what the hell was the patrol hunting last night, is it really a dog?"

Fang Hao pondered, this matter became more and more mysterious.

There were often people going missing before, and there were plague rumors, but he didn't pay much attention to it. As a salted fish with a bit of a big nerve, Fang Hao's life is quite nourishing.

In addition to no wife and no nightlife......

And last night's discovery finally made Fang Hao discover some clues, the whole thing seems to be a little wrong?

"With such a frequent curfew, it can't be for the night to catch last night's dog-like beast, right?"

Along the way, Fang Hao found that not many people seemed to pay attention to last night's movements through small talk. Or they pay attention, but for their own safety, they continue to sleep under the covers.

Anyway, it's nothing new for the patrol team to make a big move at night, it's just that this time it happened to happen near Fang Hao's house.

......

Half an hour later, Fang Hao finally arrived near the house of the Deng butcher.

The butchers of this era were really very profitable, and the family of the Deng butcher lived in the downtown area, with an area of nearly 200 square meters. The entire house is laid out like a courtyard house, and there are many huts.

In the middle of the house is a large courtyard with some slaughtering tools, and even some roast meat that was cooked yesterday on the ground. There are all kinds of spices in it, and the look alone makes people very appetizing.

"Those officials haven't left yet?"

Fang Hao was puzzled after seeing the official patrolling outside the door of Deng Butcher's house, it stands to reason that all the relevant items in Deng Butcher's house should have been disposed of like that thatched hut.

What are these officials doing here?

Is it really to deal with the plague?

With a lot of doubts in his heart, Fang Hao wanted to get closer and observe. He looked at the passers-by who came and went, and suddenly had a plan.

Fang Hao lowered his head and walked towards the door of the Deng Butcher's house, just like he usually visited a friend, and completely treated the officials patrolling outside the door as if they were the subordinates of the Deng Butcher's family.

"Stop!"

"The epidemic is in the middle of the epidemic, please do not approach the idle people!"

However, his plan fell through.

As soon as he walked to the door, the official suddenly pulled out the saber on his waist, and Sen Han's sword shot at Fang Hao's face, which was extremely dazzling.

"Huh?"

"What is the epicenter of the epidemic?"

"Brother Deng and I are good friends, and I was a little worried that he didn't sell pork today, so I came to visit him. ”

"May I ask Brother Deng, what happened?"

Fang Hao squeezed out a frightened expression and said with a little cringe. During this time, his eyes kept glancing at Deng Butcher's house, wanting to see what was going on inside.

"Looking for the Deng butcher?"

"Get out of here. Due to the plague, the Deng butcher and his family have all died, and the corpses have been specially disposed of. In order to prevent the spread of the plague, the place has been taken over, and it can only be approached until the aftermath of the plague has been dealt with. ”

"So get out of here, there's no more Deng Butcher you're looking for. ”

The official shook the big knife in his hand and said disdainfully, in their eyes, a human life is like an insignificant thing.

"Ahh

"Brother Deng was actually infected with the plague, and Brother Deng actually died!"

"This, this, oh my God!"

Fang Hao pretended to be shocked, and then slowly retreated under the threat of the official messenger. Just now, he didn't find anything, as if the Deng butchers had really contracted the plague and died.

He turned and walked away, still with nothing.

"Forget it, maybe it's a plague, what am I ......"

"Huh?!!!"

"What is this?"

Fang Hao paused, with a surprised expression on his face, as if he had made some earth-shattering discovery.

In the past two years, Fang Hao has developed the habit of glancing at the data in his mind when he has nothing to do. Although he didn't have much motivation to continue practicing after the number of exercises rose to 100,000 times, the habit still remained.

Just now, the moment he turned to leave, Fang Hao habitually glanced at the data in his mind.

Then he found out that the data had changed!

In addition to the original column of data, there is an additional column!

[Magical Energy: 1]

【Ku Ding Eight Style: LV3 (0/100000)】