198 Demon Cult 27
When Yao Rong heard the news of the outbreak of the plague in Mocheng, many days had passed since the outbreak of the plague.
Ah Xi was not the first to discover the plague, but he was the first to know the news.
At the end of March this year, she arrived in Saibei with the caravan.
The wind blows the grassland, the yellow sand is all over the sky, the north is different from the beautiful south of the Yangtze River, here is rough and primitive, the people drink raw water on weekdays, drink the water when they are sick, they do not rely on themselves in trouble, do not ask for others, only blindly kneel and pray for the mercy of the gods and Buddhas.
Ah Xi had seen a five-year-old boy who woke up with a high fever because he opened the window because of the cold at night.
In fact, it only takes a few injections and a dose of medicine for dozens of dollars to get rid of the disease, but the little boy's mother rejected Ah Xi's proposal and took out most of the family's savings to buy a bowl of runic water that "can cure all diseases".
Fu Shui failed to save the little boy, but made him miss the best time to treat.
Looking at the mother who was holding the little boy and crying heartbreakingly, Ah Xi didn't know how to react.
What makes Ah Xi even more sad is that this situation is not an isolated case.
This place seems to be sick.
This kind of disease is not only sick in the body, but also in the mind and cognition.
Ah Xi didn't know what she could do, but when the caravan leader asked her if she wanted to leave, she chose to stay.
In July, the wind and sand in Saibei are more violent than in previous years, and the temperature changes between day and night are getting bigger and bigger, so hot during the day that people want to lie on the ice, and at night they want to put a jacket or two on their bodies.
Even more difficult than people are the livestock on the grassland.
When Axi realized that a large area of livestock would die and a plague would break out, there were already signs of plague in Mocheng, and even with the flow of people, there was a tendency to spread to the surrounding areas.
When the leader of the caravan hurriedly came over, Ah Xi was sitting in the courtyard, with a plate of chestnut cakes in front of him.
"Young Pavilion Master, hurry up and pack your luggage, and I will arrange a team of men and horses to escort you out of Saibei."
Ah Xi raised his head: "Withdraw now?" β
"Yes, if you don't withdraw, Saibei will be in chaos." The leader of the caravan was anxious.
"You make me think again."
The leader of the caravan did not dare to rush too quickly, but the anxiety in his eyes made it clear that he did not agree.
Ah Xi knew that the caravan leader must have a lot of things to do, so he said thoughtfully, "You go and arrange other things first." Leave someone familiar with the situation in Saibei to follow me, and I would like to ask him something. After asking, I'll ask him to take me to you. β
The leader of the caravan thought for a moment and left an old man blind in his left eye behind.
The old man was skinny and looked unremarkable, but he knew everything about the situation in Saibei.
Ah Xi asked, "Has there been an outbreak of plague in Saibei before?" β
"Back to the young pavilion master, there is."
"How did you deal with it?"
"People who have access to it have either run out or are hoarding herbs to protect themselves. Those who have no way out can only find a way on their own, either escape from Saibei or stay where they are and wait for death. β
Ah Xi's eyebrows furrowed: "How did this plague subside in the end?" β
The old man's tone was calm with a downbeat for life and death: "There are enough dead people, and the weather is getting colder and colder, so it will slowly subside." β
Ah Xi personally brought the old man a cup of mint water, and the old man was flattered and carefully held the teacup and took a sip.
The cold water was not in his mouth, and the old man sighed: "Actually, this is not the worst. Does the young pavilion master know what it means to be a disaster? β
The living habits of the people in Saibei are combined with the habits of some Central Plains people and some nomadic people.
They both graze and grow food in the grasslands.
But that year, their livestock died in large numbers and they missed the autumn harvest.
For the whole year, they had neither food nor any economic income.
What about surviving the plague and surviving it?
The cold winter of Layue, which lacks food and clothing, is also pressing on the people of Saibei step by step.
What is the difference between everything today and 30 years ago?
The old man can already see the future.
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There was silence for a long time, except for half a mint leaf rising and falling on the water. The old man wiped his face with his hand and reminded Ah Xi that it was time to find the leader of the caravan.
Ah Xi followed the old man through the streets and alleys, his eyes kept looking at the people around him.
The boisterous and boisterous sound drilled into her ears.
"Steamed buns, hot and delicious meat buns."
"Mother, when you sell these yarns, you can buy me a flower."
"Bao'er, run slower, be careful not to fall......"
At the same time, Ah Xi also saw one carriage after another heading towards the city gate.
A child was surprised: "Dad, mother, why are so many adults going out of the city in a carriage today?" β
The child's father glanced at the carriages, and then numbly looked away: "What does it have to do with us if those adults can't leave the city?" β
The child's tone was innocent: "But it's really weird." Do they have something urgent to do? β
The child's father picked the child up and let the child straddle his shoulder: "Come, Daddy will ride a horse for you." β
Ah Xi watched the father and son go away, and it was not until the backs of the father and son disappeared from the end of sight that she turned her head to look at the carriages one after another, as if a huge stone had been pressed in her heart.
The stone was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.
She had to do something if she wanted to move the stone to breathe.
The leader of the caravan was organizing people to load the wagon, and when he saw Ah Xi coming, he happily greeted him: "Young Pavilion Master, we can leave in half an hour." β
Ah Xi shook his head: "I don't plan to leave Saibei." β
The leader of the caravan was dumbfounded: "Shao...... Young Pavilion Master...... Don't be stupid. β
Ah Xi asked the caravan leader a question: "If the powerful and powerful people have fled, what will happen to the people who have no power and no power?" β
"This ......"
"How desperate they must be, no one can save them. No, no one even tried to save them. At the first moment of danger, they were already abandoned. β
Ah Xi figured out a lot of things.
Why don't the people of Saibei rely on themselves or ask for help?
Because they can't save themselves, and they know that no one will come to save them, so they can only trust the ethereal gods and Buddhas and pray for their favor.
She wants to treat the physical diseases of the people of Saibei, and she also wants to treat the ideological and cognitive diseases of the people of Saibei.
In the afternoon, the sun falls from the sky.
Ah Xi turned his head and looked at the crowd of people walking in the narrow corridor behind him, and suddenly remembered the first volume of "Preparing for Emergencies" and "The Great Doctor's Sincerity" that he read word by word when he was young:
Whoever heals the sick must be calm, have no desires and no desires, and first have a heart of great compassion and vow to save the suffering of the soul.
If there is a person who comes to ask for help, he should not ask whether he is rich or poor, whether he is old or young, whether he is a friend or friend, who is foolish and wise, and who is the same as his relatives.
Nor should we look ahead and backward, worry about good luck and evil, and protect our lives.
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It is human nature to be timid and spare your life.
Ah Xi is afraid that something will happen to her, she is still very young, she has relatives, lovers and friends, and a bright and bright future, she has too much attachment in the world.
Therefore, Ah Xi did not refuse the caravan leader's proposal at the first time.
It is the heart of the doctor to help the world and save the people.
"If even a healer like me is indifferent to the plague, how desperate the people of Saibei must be."
"Prepare the horses, I'll rush to Mocheng early tomorrow morning."
Ah Xi is not a very impulsive person, after deciding to go to Mocheng, she used her identity to mobilize a large number of herbs, and persuaded the two old doctors to go to Mocheng with her.
The road to Mocheng is not easy.
Because everyone is fleeing from the desert city non-stop, in the yellow sand desert, only they are retrograde.
An old doctor surnamed Zhao sat in the carriage and said worriedly: "It can't go on like this." Let them continue to run around, and then it will not only be Mocheng that will be affected, but the entire Saibei. β
This is not the same as the situation when the leader of the caravan escaped from the north.
The caravan leaders are just taking precautions and avoiding danger in advance.
And now these fugitives have escaped from Mocheng and its vicinity.
Maybe some of them have contracted the plague.
Another middle-aged doctor surnamed Qian also sighed: "The truth is this, but who can stop them? β
Doctor Zhao nodded: "You're right. They had left the town and run into the desert, and it was impossible to drive them back. β
Ah Xi listened quietly for a while, and suddenly said, "Let's speed up a little faster and try to get to Mocheng before dark." We can't control these people who have already run out. But we can't get more people out of the way. β
Dr. Zhao and Dr. Qian only thought she was joking and didn't pay much attention to it.
Is this kind of thing something they can manage if they want to?
The fact that the city does not care does not mean that the city has no power to control it.
On the contrary, the forces in the city are intertwined, and no one side is dominant, and no one side is weak.
Mocheng, as a three-way city, is jointly ruled by five forces.
These five forces divided up five regions, southeast, northwest, and central regions.
The junction of the two regions is often the most dangerous and chaotic place in Mocheng.
Among them, the strongest is the Iron Blood Gate in the east, followed by the Ximen family in the west.
After Ah Xi and his party entered Mocheng, they first went to the Iron Blood Gate and Ximen's house, but they all came up empty.
Dr. Zhao complained: "They are running too fast." β
Dr. Qian said: "I see that the other three have either already run or are preparing to run." What do we do now? β
Ah Xi pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go north." β
Dr. Zhao asked, "Can you find someone in the north?" β
Ah Xi nodded: "It should be possible, when I entered the city, I saw that the people from the northern forces were still maintaining order in the city." If the Lord of the Northern City gave up on Mocheng, there would be no need to send people to patrol in one more move. β
The lord of the northern city is named Dolma, a woman with a scar on her face and dressed in ethnic costumes.
She wore heavy silver ornaments on the side of her ears, her facial features were beautiful, and the scar did not detract from her style.
After she heard about Ah Xi's party's intentions, she welcomed their arrival very much, but when Dr. Zhao asked her to stop others from leaving the city, Zhuoma's face changed.
"I am a native of Mocheng, and I will not leave Mocheng at this time. But I can't stop anyone. β
Doctor Zhao hurriedly said: "How can there be no way? β
Zhuoma sneered: "The forces I control are only one of the five major forces in Mocheng. β
"The people of the other four forces are all fleeing, if I dare to stand up and stop them at this time, they will definitely not mind uniting to kill my people first and divide up my forces before fleeing."
Dr. Zhao opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak anymore.
Dr. Qian couldn't help but say, "Don't you just do nothing?" β
Dolma asked rhetorically, "What do you think I can do?" β
Dr. Qian was also speechless.
Doctor Zhao and Doctor Qian both came to Mocheng with herbs to help, and Zhuoma didn't want them to get off the stage too much, so her tone quickly slowed down: "I will take out more than half of the herbs on hand, and I will also ask my people to cooperate with your actions." In the meantime, if you don't have a place to stay, you can stay in my mansion. β
"But more, please forgive me for not being able to do anything."
Dropping these words, Dolma rubbed her temples and got up from her chair.
Mocheng is in a mess, she is so busy these days that her feet don't touch the ground, and it is not easy to find time to see Dr. Zhao and them.
"Waitβ"
At this moment, Ah Xi, who was standing in the corner, opened his mouth.
"If you are willing to assist my people in sealing the city, after the plague in Mocheng is over, I can help you unify all forces and become the lord of Mocheng."
Ah Xi's position is slightly inferior to that of Dr. Zhao and Dr. Qian, and Zhuoma always thought that she was the entourage of the two doctors, until this moment, Dolma did not know that he had lost his eyes.
Dolma said with interest: "Why did you make such a promise? β
Ah Xi raised his eyes and said calmly: "Just because I am the daughter of Yao Rong, the master of the Absolute Immortal Pavilion. βοΌοΌοΌ