Chapter 218: The Source of the Plague (Subscription Requested)

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Lu Donglai asked a few questions one after another, Zhang Yifan told everything he knew, and in the end, Lu Donglai let the other party leave. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior Brother Lu, do you think that the old man brought back this plague?"

Lu Donglai pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I don't rule out this possibility, I just learned the address of the old man's house from Zhang Yifan's mouth, let's go over and take a look, any speculation needs to be proved with actual evidence, maybe when we get to the old man's house, we will have unexpected clues." ”

"Yes. ”

After Lu Donglai entered this plague village, an officer and soldier followed at first, but found that it was an ordinary examination of the corpse, understanding the situation, and doing some simple investigation of the entire plague village, and there was no abnormal behavior other than that, so the officer and soldier ignored Lu Donglai and the others.

Because here, they have more important things to deal with.

There are about 100 households in this village, with an average population of about 700 people, and the total resident population is about 300.

The old villager lives in the west of the village, his home is very recognizable, there is a well at the door, and there is an old locust tree a little further along.

When Lu Donglai and the others came to the old villager's house, his home was empty, and the furnishings of the things inside were also very old.

Lu Donglai entered the old villager's house, and there was a damp smell in the house that had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, as well as a smell of dead corpses.

"Listen to Zhang Yifan, the old man was found two days after his death, and then he was buried, so there was a breath of death left in the house, and besides, the old man had no children under his knees, but he was lonely, and this house became an ownerless house, if it was relatively close to the imperial court, it was possible that the land would be expropriated, but the mountain here is far away from the emperor, and no one will take care of it, not to mention, there is an epidemic now...... This is what the house looks like now. ”

After Lu Donglai entered the house, he walked around at will, checked at will, and at the end, he glanced at each other with Fang Qingzhen and Lu Xixi, and at this glance, he confirmed his judgment more and more.

This plague is really unusual, and some people seem to be man-made......

When I came in earlier, in addition to smelling the smell of death and a smell of dampness, there was also a vague smell that had not dissipated.

The breath of the living.

The old man has been dead for more than a month, and this house is the private property of the old man, and besides, now that the plague is rampant and everyone is in danger, who will come to the old man's house?

It's just such an act of unconscionability...... A cold glint flashed in Lu Donglai's eyes.

"Let's go, go to the old man's cemetery and take a look, and when I go, I will probably know the whole process. ”

Along the way, I caught a glimpse of a lot of corpses on the road, as well as some dying people, the most of whom were nearly ninety years old, and the younger ones were probably only three or four years old.

As for some of the babies, their defenses are even weaker, and they are afraid that when the plague first spreads, they will already be lonely ghosts.

Lu Donglai clenched his fists together and walked towards the place where the villagers were buried.

The old man was a separate cemetery, and he was not involved with the other corpses, after all, he was considered a 'disease source primordial body', and the plague had not yet broken out when he died, and the villagers saw that he was pitiful, and he had no children, so they made him a cemetery, and a simple ritual was to put him in the ground.

Counting, even if you are alone, but you are quite happy, at least one person and one cemetery.

Unlike now, when the plague broke out, the corpses could not be dug and buried one by one, and all the officers and soldiers came to check it the next day, and found out who hung up yesterday, and everyone worked together to gather these corpses together, and then dig a pit, and everyone buried them together, saving trouble.

If it's a little troublesome, it's a rainy day or something else...... Then you may have to delay for a day or two, and then bury the corpses together for two or three days, and feel pitiful when you think about it, and you have to occupy a pit with others when you die.

Lu Donglai came to the old man's cemetery, and there was a tombstone with the old man's name written on it.

Lu Donglai used his spiritual sense to penetrate the soil and found that it was really as he had guessed.

"The corpse is not under here. ”

"Isn't that old man dead? All this is his doing?" Fang Qingzhen asked.

Lu Donglai shook his head, "The old man should indeed die, but there may be some pathogens on his body, but I wasn't sure what the cause of this pathogen was at first, but now it seems that someone is afraid that someone deliberately stole the body, and it is estimated that the other party is afraid that someone will find out about this aspect......"

Speaking of this, Lu Donglai's face became more and more cold, "It's just that in this way, it tastes a little bit like wanting to cover up, and it makes me even more sure that this plague is deliberately ...... by someone."

"Is it a human or a demon?"

Lu Donglai forgot to glance at Gongzi Wuhai behind him, and found that the other party had an attitude of not caring about himself, and then said, "I don't know, whether it's a human or a demon, as long as I find out who it is, I won't spare him!"

A person who can treat his life as a mustard, Lu Donglai will not have any kindness.

"Then Senior Brother Lu, what are we going to do next?"

Lu Dong said, "The enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, let's wait and see what happens." ”

Fang Qingzhen nodded, and Lu Donglai didn't tell a story in the past two nights, he really didn't have that mind, Gongzi Wuhai didn't come to force Lu Donglai to do anything, he still kept his promise, and protected Lu Donglai within this month, so as not to let him have an accident.

However, he doesn't have any part in the plague, he's like a cold stranger, and he's here for one purpose, to listen to stories.

In the next two days, Lu Donglai did not continue to investigate the plague, but concentrated on what a 'doctor' should do.

The elixir from the fairy road can curb the spread of the disease and the outbreak in a short period of time to a certain extent, in just two days, many villagers found that they were not so uncomfortable, and their bodies were not so itchy, and they praised Lu Donglai and others as living bodhisattvas, and one by one the villagers regarded Lu Donglai as a god.

And those officers and soldiers have also changed their eyes on Lu Donglai, other doctors are helpless when they come in, and even they are infected with the plague, but even if these four people come in without wearing masks, everyone is alive and well, without any signs of infection, and many villagers have improved.

Isn't there really a way to control this plague?

It was only ten days later that a small-scale farce broke out among the villagers.

Lu Donglai sat near the camp he had arranged, and did not stop it, but handed it over to the officers and soldiers to deal with, and there was a light smile on his face that he had not had in the past ten days, "I originally thought that the other party would be able to endure it for a while, but now it seems that his patience is insufficient...... The fact that this troublemaker is actually in this group of villagers really makes people feel that there are people in this world who are so ruthless!" )