Chapter 7: The Plague
"Wrong!" Xu Qing picked up the branch and gently tapped her head, the painful Bai Ranran little hand covered her forehead, and her eyes flashed with tears.
"How do you know if he's a flower thief? Or is it the costume of the demon master? ”
Bai Ranran said weakly: "But my sister said that you must have a heart of love and capture the hearts of the people is the future........."
Xu Qing gently wiped the tears on Bai Ranran's face and said, "You are wrong Ranran, in this world of immortal cultivation full of killing, those who can survive are by no means good, most of them are ruthless people.
So, tell your brother-in-law out loud what if this happens to you? ”
Bai Ranran clenched his fists, his gaze was unusually firm, and said, "I didn't see anything, just turn around and leave!" ”
"This is my good sister." Xu Qing stretched out his thumb, and was quite moved in his heart, and finally cultivated a confidant.
In the future, we can go together to make a difference.
When I grow up in a few years, I won't be afraid of causing trouble, and if I stay in Chaisang City for the rest of my life, unless someone finds me, how can I die?
And with a sister-in-law who knows how to be low-key and luxurious, Xu Qing will be a lot easier.
"Husband, you're teaching Ran Ran a lesson again."
At this time, the door of the room was slowly pushed open, and Bai Yuling, who had changed into a clean and plain dress, walked out, and saw her tearful sister, who was also a little helpless.
Xu Qing smiled, "I'm teaching her knowledge, if you want to cultivate, you must recognize your own strength." ”
In fact, what he said is right, if you are eager to forge ahead, it is very likely to lead to the breeding of demons in your heart, and at that time, even if the gods come, it will not help.
Bai Yuling nodded slightly.
The husband does things, she is relieved.
For more than ten days.
Xu Qing spent most of his time taking care of Sister Hua, arranging the cultivation of the two in the morning, and doing his duty in the evening, using his aura to help Bai Yuling nourish his body.
The best age for cultivation is around five years old, and Bai Ranran and Ling'er have already missed the best time to practice, and Xu Qing can only use his spiritual power to help cleanse his body.
But if you want to break through the Qi training, there is no progress at all, but the two of them have inexhaustible strength, which is also the precursor of the ninth layer of Qi training, and the gas is bred in the body, and the spiritual power in the body is merged into the body from the surrounding areas, and the spiritual power in the body is controlled by the mind to gather the dantian.
Over time, it shouldn't be difficult to break through Qi training.
Chaisang City.
Xu Qing came to the exclusive stall with his own herbs, put everything on it, and began to shout continuously.
Most of the traders here are ordinary people, because the immortal cultivators are clean and self-conscious, and they disdain to set up stalls to make a living, and they know that it is better to go to the landlord's house to be a watchdog, and a year's income is also out of reach of ordinary people.
Xu Qing just wants to take care of his family, and in his spare time, he is improving his strength, that's all.
He doesn't have lofty ideals, in this world of immortal cultivation full of killings, it will always be a war to the death, and he lives in fear every day, and he is really not as good as himself.
The butcher Wang, who was chopping pork, stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Xu Qing, and said, "Brother Xu Qing, there seems to be a plague outside the city recently, and a large number of people have died. ”
Hearing this, Xu Qing was puzzled, "I haven't heard of it, when did it happen?" ”
"Just three days ago." Butcher Wang's face was solemn, "The people who die every day are pushed by carts to the mass graves three miles away and buried at will, it is said that even immortal cultivators will be contaminated, and some people actually make plague money at this time." ”
"A loaf of bread sold for 500,000 taels of silver, can you believe it!"
The king's breath became rapid.
500,000 taels, several big carriages can't fit it.
For ordinary people, they have never seen so much money in their lives.
This news is not good news for Xu Qing, there is a plague outside the city, and his home happens to be in the southwest outside the city, if there are disaster victims, Yiling'er will definitely let them in.
Any woman's kindness will cause a lot of trouble for herself and those around her.
Thinking of this, Xu Qing was not in the mood to sell spirit grass, so after packing up, he said goodbye to the rest of the people, turned around and walked in the direction of home.
Depart the city of Chaisang.
Refugees everywhere wanted to seek refuge, but the generals who defended the city showed no mercy at all, and even sent troops and horses to suppress it, and they would not allow anyone to infect the people in the city.
The refugees are in great misery, tens of thousands of victims are frozen to death and starved to death in the snowy season, and even if someone gives alms, there are too many people, and the food distributed in their hands cannot solve their urgent needs.
Xu Qing had all the feelings in his heart, but he didn't want to manage it, he was not a virgin, and he couldn't believe in his own family and died.
Even the small family can't be protected, what about impeaching everyone?
Return to Flute.
The wind was biting cold and the snow was falling.
Bai Yuling was preparing lunch, Bai Ranran was playing on the side, seeing Xu Qing coming back, Bai Yuling put down the work in his hand, walked over, and intimately helped take off the heavy medicine basket.
"Husband, why did you come back so early today?"
"There's been a plague lately, so come back early."
"The plague?" Bai Yuling was stunned, "Does the court care?" ”
"The Imperial Court?"
Xu Qing sneered.
The court is corrupt, famine and plague, natural and man-made disasters, there is nothing to see when you go out, and the plains are covered with white bones.
There are hungry women on the road, holding their children and abandoning the grass.
But there was no court to interfere in this matter.
"If it had been managed, there would not have been so many natural and man-made disasters." Xu Qing picked up the wooden scoop on the side, drank saliva, and moistened his throat.
"It's best not to open the door to strangers these days." Xu Qing repeatedly advised.
"I know, husband, the meal is almost ready, let's eat first."
Bai Yuling took out a handkerchief, wiped the dust on Xu Qing's face, and immediately arranged for her sister to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and prepare for dinner.
Time flies.
Night falls, and the light is dim.
But against the snow, you can still see something.
Xu Qing jumped onto the roof of the house and stared at the flickering flames in the distance, the group of people were all victims of the disaster, and they could only gather together to warm up the fire.
It's not that I don't want to help that group of refugees, but for the sake of my family's certainty, if Ling'er is infected with the plague, the fatality rate is almost more than 80 percent, and in this world of scarce materials, it is even more difficult to save one person than to kill one.
Xu Qing, who had been groaning for a long time, finally returned to the room, and at this time, Bai Yuling had already warmed the bed for him and sat in front of the bronze mirror to dress up.
"Husband, it's not early, you should rest early."
"It's okay, wait for you."
Xu Qing sat at the head of the bed, reflecting the suffocating face through the bronze mirror, and the white feather feather became more beautiful after dressing up, with red lips and white teeth, superb appearance, a high nose bridge, and a beautiful mole under the corner of the eye that made countless men crazy.