Luoxian City is like a city in a peaceful world, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, without worrying about the attack of war, but the Xia Dynasty is different, the palace is built in the center of the city, there are guards patrolling the streets, and there is a military camp in a corner of the city.

It's just that the Xia Dynasty at this time is obviously not very good, looking from the sky, you can see that many people are fleeing from the Xia Dynasty with their families, and the figures in the city are crowded, and it seems to be a little chaotic.

Li Nianfan's six people landed in an inconspicuous place in the Xia Dynasty, led by Zhou Yunwu, and naturally unimpeded.

Walking in the long street, when you look up, you can see restless faces, many people are closed, and the sound of crying appears and disappears from time to time.

"Let's go!"

Facing him, two guards carried a middle-aged man walking briskly, and the people around him were all disgusted, lest they avoid it.

Li Nianfan glanced at it and immediately noticed the red mark on the middle-aged man's neck.

The red mark is very large, it is the kind of blood red, and it gives people a shocking feeling at a glance.

Li Nianfan's heart was slightly relieved, this symptom was indeed a good plague.

But all plagues are basically spread by animals, the ancient health conditions are not good, there is a lot of game, people do not pay attention to disinfection, there are naturally many viruses, so plague is not uncommon.

Looking at this symptom, it should be caused by mosquito bites, in the world of cultivating immortals, there are many kinds of animals, although Li Nianfan does not know the specific reason for its formation, but as long as it is treated properly, most plagues can actually be carried by human antibodies.

Li Nianfan has already conceived a formula in his mind, as long as he uses herbs to recuperate, people's bodies are kept at a healthy level to fight the virus, and over time, the human body itself can carry the plague over.

In the ancient times of the previous life, there were all kinds of recipes to resist the plague, this is the world of cultivating immortals, there are a lot of various herbs, and the medicinal properties are only stronger than the previous life, the quality of the human body is also higher, and it will not be too difficult to treat.

Zhou Yunwu opened his mouth and said: "Sir, this is a method thought up by Junliang, the most terrible part of the plague is the spread, so as long as the infected people are separated from the crowd, then the spread will be controlled." ”

"It's not bad to be able to think of a way to isolate. Li Nianfan nodded, shook his head again and said: "But it's still too simple to think, do you know that the section of the road that this person passed along the way has left a virus, and if it is not disinfected, it will still cause infection, and those two soldiers, who don't even wear gloves, will also be infected." ”

Virus?

Disinfect?

Everyone was puzzled and had a question mark on their faces.

couldn't help but look at each other, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts were a lot more balanced.

I didn't understand it.

It's not that I'm too stupid, it's that what the master says is too profound.

Li Nianfan shook his head, okay, this is a dimensionality reduction blow, don't say much.

After moving forward for a while, everyone's footsteps were slammed, but they saw an old man chasing two soldiers, "Stop, let go of my son!"

One man, being held by two soldiers, was also struggling.

The two soldiers were a little impatient, pushed the old man to the ground, and said coldly: "Those who obstruct the work will be killed!"

just raised his legs, but was hugged by the old man, "Don't go, you don't go!"

The soldier was just about to kick the old man away, but he heard a loud shout—

"Stop!" Zhou Yunwu looked solemn, walked quickly, and helped the old man up.

The two soldiers were stunned at the same time, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Prince." ”

Zhou Yunwu's face was low and said: "When the street is arrogant, have you forgotten military law?!"

The soldier said aggrievedly: "Prince, this person has a plague, and we also want to isolate him from the crowd as soon as possible. ”

Zhou Yunwu frowned slightly, "Then don't use force arbitrarily!"

"Prince, Prince!" the old man suddenly became excited, "There are only three of us left in our family, if Ah Niu leaves, I will be left with a four-year-old grandson, how can we live? Ah Niu can't go!"

Just when Zhou Yunwu was in danger, Li Nianfan slowly spoke: "Old man, have you ever thought about the consequences of leaving your son behind? If he stays, not only you, but even your grandson will be infected with the plague and will not live long." If he stays, he is harming people, and if he leaves, he is a hero!"

The old man opened his mouth, stunned and speechless.

The man spoke, "Dad, let me go." ”

The old man looked desperate, and said hoarsely: "Who here doesn't know, once you leave, you will never come back, and you will be burned to ashes!"

Li Nianfan opened his mouth and said, "Old man, don't worry, I guarantee that your son will not only be safe, but also the plague will be cured." ”

The old man looked at Li Nianfan expectantly, he was so excited that he said in a trembling voice: "You are an immortal?"

Not only him, but the crowd of onlookers around him also showed anticipation, and some even poked their heads out of the house.

"It's not. Li Nianfan shook his head, "I'm just a mortal, but I can save it!"

The excitement on the old man's face suddenly dissipated, and he said in despair: "You lie to people! How can a mortal save my son?"

The people around them also shook their heads and sighed, their faces full of disappointment.

Li Nianfan's brows furrowed, as if he was blocked by something, and he was a little uncomfortable.

When Yao Mengji saw Li Nianfan's face, his heart suddenly bulged, he pondered for a moment, pinched a magic trick in his hand, and pointed at the man slightly.

Suddenly, spiritual power poured into the man's body, and the red mark on his neck quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Immortals, it's immortals!"

Everyone was stunned, and their faces suddenly showed a look of fanaticism, and they knelt on their knees, kept kowtowing and begging, and said sincerely: "Ask the immortals to save us, ask the immortals to save us!"

At this moment, a group of mortals dressed in black came over and shouted, "Wrong! He's not an immortal!"

His voice was pertinent, full of self-confidence, and his tone was even more fanatical, with a convincing magic, "It's clearly an apostle sent by the Demon God!"

"Look at this old man, thin as bones, looking like he lacks yang energy and exudes essence, could an immortal be like this? Therefore, he is the apostle of the Demon God, and the Demon God has come to save us!"

He knelt on his knees, and the group of people behind him also knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Worship the Demon God, believe in the Demon God, get eternal life, ask the Demon God for blessing!"

The onlookers suddenly changed their slogans, and the fanaticism in their tones became stronger, "Please bless the Demon God!"

Yao Mengji's face suddenly darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched, already burning with anger.

If it weren't for the last shred of sanity, he would have wanted to burn the whole group with a single fire.

Li Nianfan couldn't help but shake his head when he saw it in his eyes, a little sad.

It's humbling!

This group of mortals can believe in immortals or demon gods, but ...... It's just not trusting mortals.

Because they were in the realm of cultivating immortals, they ignored the value and ability of their own existence.

Dare not be weak to immortals with the body of a mortal, he met a total of two, one is Zhou Yunwu, and the other is Meng Junliang.

He took a deep breath and suddenly said to Zhou Yunwu: "Prince Zhou, maybe you are right, mortal...... It's time for a change!"