"Do you have to get out of here to have a chance of survival?"

A woman holding a baby was pushed out of the crowd and asked.

She is a mother of three children, and there is a man and two in-laws in the family, if she is gone, who will take care of this large family?

Even if everyone has a strange illness and doesn't live long, and the family dies in one place, they won't be alone.

One man sneered:

"Can I exchange my work for medicinal herbs? I mean, let my daughter-in-law go with you, but ...... the herbs."

Sikong Yu glanced at him coldly, and the man's voice became smaller and smaller:

"Well, I mean, when she's detoxified, I'll bring the extra herbs back to ......."

Sikong Yu's eyes rolled and said:

"If there is a woman in the house, I can pay you in advance and heal your children first. But—

You must take the child away, and from now on, your mother and son are all from my Medicine King Valley, and they have nothing to do with this Shiping Village. ”

The men gathered around the table were furious, and even worse, they were ready to snatch the medicinal herbs on the table.

Yu Qingzheng planned to help.

Seeing this, several women who arranged the tables and chairs rushed over directly, forming a human wall, punching one by one, and even beating the group of men so that they could not get close.

Many girls poked their heads out of the courtyard walls, watching curiously at the turmoil.

"I'll go with you."

An old and hoarse voice came from behind Yu Qing.

It was the woman in the house.

Many villagers whispered, and the insults of "mourning star", "no shame", and "not keeping women's morals" came out.

"My name is Wu Yanhuai."

The woman spoke.

"My family is dead, and I don't have anything to worry about."

Her voice was unwavering.

"You are the daughter-in-law of the Zhong family!"

The township chief snapped.

"Your husband is dead, you should at least have guarded his first seven days, how can you leave here now, in order to survive, shameless!"

She didn't even look at the old man, she knelt down directly in the direction of Sikong Yu, kowtowed:

"I know that I have sinned deeply, and I don't seek divine healing, but only want to do my best under the hands of divine doctors, and I will live this life."

Sikong Yu shook her head, and a woman ran over and helped her up.

"Second aunt, do you remember me? I'm a swallow! ”

A stout, ruddy-faced girl put her arm around her and smiled.

"Swallows? Didn't you have a high fever when you were six years old......," Wu Yanhuai wondered.

"Second aunt, I'm not dead, but it's a death."

The swallow raised her eyes and glanced at the men and women of Shiping Village, her eyes fixed on the woman standing on the edge of the crowd with the baby in her arms.

The woman's face was pale and she trembled with fear.

Wu Yanhuai vaguely learned the reason in her heart, and sneered at the woman:

"This is hell on earth, you don't want to go, there are evil spirits tormenting you."

Wu Yanhuai took the lead, and women came out one after another, mostly women holding children.

They signed the deed of sale at the table, and Sikong Yu kept his promise and treated their children on the spot.

The woman holding the baby hesitated, not knowing whether to step forward.

She glanced at the man next to her, only to find that he had disappeared.

She looked hesitant, and the baby in her arms was crying again.

Seeing the child's pale face, she was heartbroken, and finally stepped forward, received the deed of sale, and put it in her arms.

There are not many children in Shiping Village.

In recent years, under the effect of the "poison of the yin", the number of newborns has become smaller and smaller, and if a baby boy is born, it is easy to not last more than a month.

After counting, there were only about a dozen, and most of them were girls.

The child is pure-minded and does not know what is happening outside.

I don't know why my father and mother are arguing at home,

Why did the mother suddenly pack her luggage, saying that she would take her to a far away place and never come back.

Sikong Yu and his entourage planned to stay here for two days and wait for the women to pack their belongings.

At night, I stayed at Wu Yanhuai's house and nearby.

Wu Yanhuai's house has three rooms, and the doors and windows of the main room are tightened.

Except for Yu Qing and Wu Yanhuai, no one knew that there was a corpse hidden inside.

Sikong Yu had to be in the same room as Yu Qing, and Yu Qing didn't plan to tell him that there were dead people in the main room opposite him.

The dim candlelight flickered, and the fragrance of tea filled the room.

Even if Sikong Yu goes to the countryside for free clinics, he will not give up his exquisite style.

It was another tea table, another change of bed, and an incense burner, and after the arrangement of the accompanying women, the simple right room instantly shone brightly.

Sikong Yu propped his face, rested his elbows on the desk, and asked Yu Qing with a smile:

"Why don't you go back to the sect?"

She took a sip of tea and asked, "Why did you come here?" Aren't you going to come to the rescue? ”

Sikong Yu blew the floating leaves and said indifferently:

"I'm a medical practitioner, and I don't know how to fight at all. There was a high-level monster in this village before, and I was afraid of death, so I naturally didn't dare to come. ”

This guy used to say that this group of people is not worth saving, but now the rhetoric has changed again!

But she didn't have time to think about this, and asked closely:

"You knew there were high-level monsters here? Why don't you tell me! ”

Sikong Yu glanced at her, as if he felt that this question was extremely stupid, and said coldly:

"Do you really not know how many pounds and taels you have, how much cultivation you have? Do you think you can rely on luck to subdue monsters that are a few levels higher than you every time? ”

Yu Qing was speechless, and was about to explain to this guy the working principle of her Flowing Cloud Mind Method, why she was confident that she could fight against high-level monsters.

But when he thought that this guy didn't study the battle at all, and he thought that he was playing the piano to the cow, he didn't bother to explain, so he snorted coldly and ignored him.

The atmosphere in the room fell into a dull atmosphere for a while, and Yu Qing saw that it was not early, so he planned to go to the left room where Wu Yanhuai lived, and deal with it for the rest of the night.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Sikong Yu looked unhappy and said:

"I don't know any exercises, and the guards are resting elsewhere, in case I am hated by this villager, and I ...... in the middle of the night."

Before he could finish speaking, the window was pushed open with a "snap", and a black figure rushed in.

Sikong Yu was really taken aback, and the tea was spilled on the table.

He was about to have a seizure, but the young man in black panicked and said to Yu Qing:

"Senior sister! Oh no, the township chief led a group of villagers with sickles and hoes to outflank them, and some of them carried fire oil! ”

The person who came was Murong Tian, who did not leave the ancestral hall after picking up the soul seal of the town.

The formation in the woods at the head of the village had already made him suspicious before, and he wanted to look in the ruins of the battle to see what he found.

After a while, he heard footsteps outside the ancestral hall.

He found a corner of the collapsed stone pillar and hid his figure.

An old man who looked like he was standing stepped in and wandered around the collapsed pagoda, as if searching for something.

Then he whistled, and a white dove flew in.

Seeing that he had written something on the feet of the white dove, the white dove flapped its wings and flew away, and he was still walking back and forth in the ancestral hall, sighing incessantly.

Then, a villager man dressed in coarse linen clothes ran over panting, saying something "The miracle doctor is here" and pulled him out.

Only then did he learn that the old man was the head of the township.

He held his breath, and after a while, the old man came in with a group of men, his face sinking like water.