"Forward! You will always move forward! You will never retreat!"

"But I'm so tired, Master, I'm so tired. I'm so tired! I'm ...... Don't want to go anymore!"

"Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten everything?"

"Forward! Forward! Forward!"

Forward suddenly woke up.

looked around, stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this was in the town hall of Qingyang Town.

Cold sweat crawling down his spine reminded him that he hadn't dreamed in a long time. It's been a long time...... Recall.

Every day, he deliberately dispersed Dao Yuan, fell asleep drunk, woke up with a splitting headache, and couldn't think of anything - that was the best state.

Peace of mind is so rare.

If you can't ask for peace, you want chaos.

If you can't get free, you beg yourself to let go.

Let......

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and the town hall was full of sleeping catchers.

He got up and walked out of the town hall, wearing a single shirt, and chose a random direction to patrol the town—a job he had been doing lately.

In the current outbreak of the plague, only the Extraordinary Monks can ensure their own safety.

Where are there people who need supplies, where there are people who need to be transferred when they are infected with the epidemic, and where are people who take advantage of the chaos to make trouble...... He needs to deal with it.

Whether it is the innocent and delicate Zhu Biqiong, or Zhang Hai, who is reluctant to leave the Dan furnace for a moment, it is also the same. It's always busy, and it doesn't stop for a moment. It was only now that I had the opportunity to take a break.

Jiacheng has announced the actual situation of the plague and has begun a comprehensive response, and support from all parties has arrived. The road was tortuous, but things were finally seeing a little light.

These were all brought by the teenager. The young man who was confident and sure that the supernatural inner house was by no means the end......

But there is no idleness ahead.

He had to keep himself engaged in his busy work so that he could fight the dream that had just woken him up—yes, he had discovered a new way to combat pain, and besides alcohol, he was too busy to stop working.

After a round of inspections, the two newly found patients with the epidemic were sent to the western district of Zhenxi, which was specially cleaned up to isolate the infected people, and the people who had contact with them have also been marked, and they will be placed under key observation.

The number of infected people gathered in Zhenxi District has risen from 130 to 247 now.

However, it can be seen that after the implementation of strong measures, the number of new cases has been greatly reduced.

Two medical monks sent by the Chongxuan family are doing their best to treat the sick here.

The best option is to create a cure or at least delay the disease, because the epidemic has only three to five days from the outbreak to the death. With just two medical monks treating them one by one, many people may not even survive their turn.

It's not that there is no such drug, but what can be found at present is too expensive, unrealistic, and has no point in implementation.

For example, one Kaimai Pill is enough to solve the problem of being infected by the plague, but who can put two hundred and forty-seven Kaimai Dan into the two hundred and forty-seven patients in Qingyang Town?

What about the entire city? What about the entire Yang Kingdom? There is no force that can afford it, and is willing to bear it.

The transcendent monks were able to avoid the plague, not because they had a specific method against the plague, but because they had extraordinary bodies.

In fact, the two medical Dao monks diagnosed and treated day and night, which was already an extremely expensive investment, and the Dao Yuan stones they consumed and the consultation fees they spent were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Only if the wealth is as rich as Chong Xuansheng, he is willing to send it to Jiang Wang.

The infected people were sent to the isolation room, and they were personally issued with number plates and registered their names so that the supplies could be uniformly distributed......

After all this, he turned to leave.

There is a line of sight following him, following him all the time, chasing closely.

Turning his head sharply forward, he saw his master, who was looking at him, from a small window propped up upstairs on the right, poking his head out to look at him.

Bang!

Seeing him turn his head, the window slammed shut.

Probably hit the forehead.

"Ahh

A scream.

It's about a fall.

Although it was only a brief glimpse, Qianqian still saw the scene in the small window with the eyes of an extraordinary monk.

It was a child.

A child who is so thin that he is out of shape.

Xiangqian was thinking about whether to go up and have a look, when the small window creaked open again.

The little boy was about standing on a stool, leaning over the small window, looking forward with some curiosity and some fear.

Pushing forward, he squeezed out a smile.

Although he didn't smile very brightly, it seemed to give the little boy courage.

"Today. His lips were white and blue, and he didn't have the strength to speak: "It's my seventh birthday!"

This childish child's voice shattered many dusty fragments at once.

In a trance, I remembered that he was still quite young.

Counting on his fingers, there are five years after the crown, and he should be a good young man in his prime.

But the appearance that has not been modified for a long time and the stubble that is quite embarrassing make him look like the vicissitudes of life.

It's a pity...... How can you not see that this little boy is like a flame of life in the wind.

"Ahh

"Thank you!" The little boy nodded his head in thanks, and then asked with some curiosity, "My lord, are you a bodhisattva who helped us......?" You are bodhisattvas. ”

One of the sacred places of Buddhism, the Hanging Temple, is in the Eastern Regions, where the Taoist system of the Buddha is widely spread.

Bodhisattva is a kind of fruit position in Buddhism, and sometimes it can also refer to a person with great merit.

"We don't rely on the Bodhisattva, in the face of hardship, we rely on our own efforts!"

He subconsciously wanted to say this, but he felt that he really didn't deserve to say such high-sounding words.

Where is he a hard-working man?

So he just asked, "Do you have any wishes?"

The little boy thought about it, a little shy, a little hesitant, and a little uncontrollable expectation: "Every year for my birthday, my mother will give me two eggs......

This should work out nicely.

Thought forward.

"Where's your father?" he asked the little boy upstairs.

The little boy was a little sad and said, "Daddy told me that they went out to earn money for me, otherwise I won't be able to go to the school when the plague is gone." ”

Forwards were silent.

At this time, where else can you go to make money in this place?

The parents of this little boy have only two ways to get out, heal, or die.

If it is cured, they will not not come back to see the child. So the ending is obvious.

It's just a gentle lie.

"I'm going to eat eggs for my birthday!" said Xiangqian.

"You're waiting for me!"

He turned and ran outside.

Bumped into the fast catcher who was guarding the checkpoint and didn't let people in and out.

"Are there any eggs?" asked Qianqian.

"Huh?" the two catchers looked at each other, not understanding what this transcendent master meant.

Lean forward and get out of here.

"Are there any eggs?"

"Who's got eggs?"

I couldn't think too much about moving forward, and asked loudly as I walked.

An old woman trembled and took a knife of bacon from the beam: "Do you want bacon?"

"No thanks!"

After asking a lot of people, I found out that it is not easy to find eggs in Qingyang Town today.

Not to mention the eggs, the chickens have all been eaten.

As an extraordinary monk, he had never cared about such trivial matters, so he did not know that the material of life was so insufficient.

In the end, he rushed back to the town hall and shouted at the little one who was buried in the pile of briefs: "Why is the material in Qingyang Town so poor?

Xiao Xiao raised his head inexplicably: "Don't you know? The plague has broken out in the entire Yang Kingdom, and now it's not a matter of property, it's a matter of money that can't buy supplies at all!"

"Then don't you bother with this kind of thing? Because you can't buy supplies, you give up?"

Forward couldn't explain his sudden anger, he only felt a fire in his heart, burning uncomfortably.

......

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Ask for recommended tickets, monthly passes, and various tickets!

I feel that this week I have the opportunity to hang the crane tail of the recommended ticket Xianxia classification!(i.e., the 100th place in the recommended Xianxia classification every week...... Now it's only eight votes short of the hundredth place!)

It's useless, but it's a rush. Send me up!

100 today, 10 tomorrow!(Dreams still have to be had.) ）

Lewen