For other local officials, in the face of a certain death, they usually banded together to take out the chincha. Because as long as the Chin Cha dies unexpectedly, the time they can cover everything will be doubled, and the cover will be better.

However, this is not the same as the other one.

The concubine is an iron plate, let alone kicking, even with an axe, they can't cut it.

So under the leadership of the stupid and bad Yu Gao, the officials of the four counties made a move that seemed to be correct, but in fact it was to cover up their crimes.

Continue to catch the patient.

But who are the patients?

Is it really only those who are sick?

No, the comrades who oppose them are the sick, the crooked mob is also the sick, and the people they have offended and who may discredit them, all of them are the sick.

In line with the principle that as long as no one accuses me, reports me, or proves me, I am not guilty, they are dying and dying, pointing at the deer as a horse.

They knew that they would not escape the crime, so they made the sin as small as possible and killed the witnesses.

If the concubine asked about this, they could say that they were not doctors and would not see a doctor, so they could only organize a lockdown to prevent the epidemic.

You can even use this to fight for the country and the people, which is a good reputation for helplessness.

His teacher said that as long as he could cover everything that should be covered, their Wang family would be able to help him contact Liang Shizi and make everything turn around.

So Yu Gao did it, and the moth put out the fire without hesitation.

However, he didn't know that Wen Susu was scrolling up the map at this moment, and said to Xiao Xiruo helplessly:

"The Wang family is vicious, and all they offer is a good strategy to protect themselves. Poor Yu Gao is as stupid and dull as a pig, but he really believes it. ”

It can be said that if it weren't for Yu Gao's fact that he was still catching patients while harming others, and accidentally doing what they wanted to do now but no one else did, she would have let Hongchenke kill him.

Xiao Xiruo, who heard the words, also found it interesting, but didn't say much after all.

She was so tired, but even if she was tired, she couldn't stop to recuperate, because if she arrived in Sioux a day late, a group of sick people would die in Sioux County.

Moreover, today's pimple plague seems to have mutated under Sang Qing's intervention, which can not only be transmitted through the air, but also have abnormal infections across counties and counties.

This does not bode well.

Xiao Xiruo thought in a daze, and didn't realize that she had fallen asleep. When she woke up again, the convoy had already entered Qin County, and there seemed to be some kind of sacrifice being held in the county, and a few suona blew her eyes dizzy.

I don't know if she just woke up and didn't hear clearly, but she felt that the suona sound was mixed with the sound of quarrels, no, there seemed to be the sound of smashing things......

And just when she was unconsciously staring and preparing to listen carefully, Bai Zhi, who was in charge of driving outside, reported first:

"Niangniang, Sister Susu, it seems that someone is smashing the medical hall over there, and there are those who carry the statue of the god three times and nine knocks, Miss Chu has already gone over to see the excitement."

Chu Jiaojiao seems to be introverted, but in fact she is a master who can't sit still.

So all the way, Xiao Xiruo rode with Wen Susu, and she tied her hair in a ponytail and rode directly to the front of the team.

"She's running fast......"

Xiao Xiruo, who heard this, rubbed her eyes, and then lifted the curtain to look out.

Good fellows, a long queue of 100 people, seven statues of gods, beating gongs and drums, and many people on both sides of the road followed, either prostrate on the ground, or concentrate on praying something.

Contrary to the people's reverence for these idols, they trampled on a roadside medical hall.

The medical hall is not big, both the façade and the utensils look simple and old, and the word "Ji Zhai" that was originally hung on it was thrown on the ground and trampled on.

Also trampled on were the herbs that had been spilled and the broken bottles.

Xiao Xiruo was a little surprised.

And when she learned from the Hongchen guest who came forward to inquire that the parade of gods in front of her was the Qinglian Sect to help the world and save the people, as long as the people worshipped sincerely, they would not be affected by the strange disease, she was silent.

But that's not the most speechless for her.

Because these people believe that strange forces and gods can cure diseases, they actually smashed the medical hall, bluntly saying that the god of Qinglian is the hope of Dayan, and the doctor is hypocritical and ominous.

Xiao Xiruo: "? ”

Wait, Qinglian Sect?

While ordering his subordinates to settle the matter in the medical hall, Xiao Xiruo carefully looked at the strange force in front of him.

Just now, she just glanced at it casually, so she didn't notice the Qinglian banner of this team, and the statues they were carrying with Qinglian in their hands or with lotus on their eyebrows.

So it wasn't until now that she had reacted, not only was the plague repeating, but the rebellion in Feng Xuan's memory seemed to have begun.

According to Feng Xuan, in the previous life, there was not only a plague in southern Xinjiang, but also an extremely difficult rebellion under the influence of the plague.

Those rebels regarded themselves as the envoys of the Blue Lotus, spreading the love of the gods of the Blue Lotus to save the world and love the people, and carrying the statues of the gods around the streets to give lectures, conveying their teachings to countless believers.

At first, the court didn't take it to heart, because the ancients were so normal to pray to God and worship Buddha.

Since ancient times, natural and man-made disasters have been carried out.

So at the beginning, this Qinglian Sect was just a group of self-comforting fools.

Until the plague was rampant and there was no cure, the desperate people finally had no way out, completely abandoned the healer, and turned to the so-called Qinglian God.

Of course, there are several other opportunities, all of which are related to the cure of the plague.

But the people who worship the god of Qinglian don't know how many, what are the few who heal themselves?

Isn't it just a blind cat touching a dead mouse?

Then the oracles said that those people were healed because they were sincere enough for God to see their piety, so God sent down grace.

And if you die, it's because you're not sincere enough.

In short, under the extremely perfunctory and chaotic deception of the Qinglian Sect, the number of believers increased instead of decreasing, and gradually they ceased to be a religion, but became a rebel army like mountain bandits.

The bandits who came to suppress in Feng Yehan's previous life were these bandits who regarded themselves as the Qinglian Sect.

However, Sang Qing is indeed a talent.

He can reproduce the plague, and even the Qinglian Sect, which was whimsical by a street gangster in the original text, can actually make people move to the river.

To be honest, if he changed the name of this Qinglian Sect, she might not understand him so directly.

Obviously, Xiao Xiruo felt that Sang Qing didn't look down on Feng Xuan, at least he didn't take Feng Xuan in his eyes at all.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know that Feng Xuan was reborn, and he understood the plague and the Qinglian Sect, but he still played each other so blatantly.

Not only Feng Xuan, but Yan Moqing, who was most likely taken away by Sang Qing, seemed to be proving this to her.

Sang Qing thinks very highly of himself.

Whether it is the reborn Feng Xuan or the heroine Yan Moqing, he can play with it in the palm of his hand.

Why?

Is it really wearing a book?

But how many times does he have to read this broken book, and how carefully can he read it in order to remember so many details?

In a trance, Xiao Xiruo, who had been reading books for many years, suddenly had a bold guess in his mind.

What if Sang Qing wasn't reborn, didn't wear books, but the supporting role awakened?