Unlike the Hu family's exploitation of Qingyang Town, the Xi family has always been generous to the people of Jiacheng, and their cruel side is only shown to those families who have the opportunity to threaten the Xi family's position, which is also one of the reasons why the Xi family's father and son are actually very loved.

And the Hu family, even Hu Shaomeng's own uncle, has never received much leniency, and he is only willing in front of Hu Shaomeng.

The reason for this is that before he successfully entered the Diaoyu Sea Tower, otherwise, Hu Shaomeng would not have enough resources to support his cultivation.

Cang Liao knows etiquette in a down-to-earth manner, and this is also true in the world of cultivation.

For the city under his feet, this city, Xi Zichu certainly has feelings.

Those years of love and closeness, Ren is iron, and they will also be warmed.

So when he saw a dying patient being thrown on a cart at the back door of a medical clinic, piled up with several corpses, he was a little angry.

In particular, it was the soldiers of the city guard who did this. It is almost equivalent to his Xi family's private soldiers. In a way, he is also represented.

A straw mat covered the bodies, and the wheels rolled forward.

Everything seems sloppy, perfunctory, and absurd.

"Get out of the way. ”

The young soldier shouted coldly.

At that time, Xi Zichu happened to walk here and stopped at the mouth of the alley.

Right in front of them.

"What are you doing here?" asked Xi Zichu.

It's not an enjoyable job.

No one wanted to do such a thing, so the two soldiers on the cart were not in a good mood.

"Drag it to the mass grave, and if you dare to do more, I will bury you with it!" said one of them.

"This man is not dead!"

The mat Chu took a step forward and lifted the straw mat.

"Look for death!" the two city guard soldiers immediately drew their swords!

But their knives were pressed back.

Xi Zichu stared at the unshapedly face on the top of the trailer, and his heart was turbulent!

Although this person is not dead, he has no medicine. for he is in the midst of a plague.

Even if Dongwang Valley cultivates medicine and poison and never taboos the means of killing, the study of the "epidemic" is also expressly forbidden.

Even if the "epidemic" can develop countless powerful killing methods, which is a completely predictable direction, no one dares to openly try.

The injury does not hurt the harmony of the heavens, and not to mention, once it is exposed, the world will be punished. Even the Eastern Kings Valley could not afford that kind of consequence.

To Xi Zichu's horror, this person, including the corpses under this person, was all affected.

But they were simply wrapped in straw mats and sent to mass graves.

If the escort soldier is lazy and doesn't even bury it, what kind of consequences will ......

And such a big thing, whether it was as a monk in the East King Valley or as the young master of the Xi family, he didn't even know about it!

The dying patient looked hopelessly into Xi Zichu's eyes, his lips opened, but he couldn't make any sound.

The mat Chu opened his five fingers, and a flower of food came out of the ground, ...... the corpse on the trailer Including this person, who has not yet completely turned into a corpse, swallows it in one gulp.

"Do you know what this disease is?" he asked, turning his head and asking the soldier with some sadness.

"Who are you?" asked one of the soldiers.

In the face of a strong man who showed extraordinary strength, he still maintained the courage of a warrior.

Such soldiers are the result of several generations of the Xi family's business. It should make Xi Zichu proud.

But at this moment, he didn't feel that way, he just stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and returned to his true appearance: "It's me." ”

The two soldiers looked at each other.

Then he reported: "Childe! My subordinates don't know, Mr. Liu only passed down the word, and those who encounter this kind of illness will be sent to the mass grave in the northern suburbs and buried in a unified manner." ”

"How long has this been going on?"

"The subordinates really don't know, and the subordinates were also transferred over only the day before yesterday, and they are responsible for disposing of the corpses in the nearby neighborhood, mainly this medical center. ”

Another sergeant interjected: "I heard rumors in the army, and some say that it has started since April...... It's just that now, it seems that there are more and more. ”

Xi Zichu's face became ugly, and he left here without saying a word.

......

When Jiang Wang came to Jiacheng again, everything seemed to have changed nothing.

The gatekeeper still refused to lose a penny of money to enter the city, and of course he didn't dare to charge more.

There are still people coming and going on the street, and it is a good scene of living and working in peace and contentment.

For the Xi family, Jiang Wang didn't have a good impression, but he didn't have much hostility.

The subordinates fight for the treasure by their own means, and the Xi family's compensation is sincere enough. In the end, an old man of the Tenglong Realm died in vain, and he was not very angry, and he could be regarded as having the bearing of a family.

If the Xi family doesn't plan to go against him in the future, he doesn't plan to have a grudge against the Xi family.

What he wants to do is to integrate the Chongxuan family's business in various parts of the Yang Kingdom, improve efficiency, and provide a steady stream of resources for Chongxuansheng. You can't do this just by walking all the way and killing all the way.

He didn't have the idea of going to the City Lord's Mansion, the last time Xi Zichu invited him to meet in the small courtyard, he still remembered, so he was going to go there and wait for Xi Zichu. Before that, he had to go to several big medical halls in Jiacheng to take a look and find out the situation.

If the two deceased in Qingyang Town were really infected with the disease, then there should be similar cases in such a large city as Jiacheng.

And with the quality of Dacheng's doctors, maybe the patients who can only wait for death in Qingyang Town can be cured in Jiacheng.

With Xi Zichu, an extraordinary monk from the Eastern King Valley, Jiang Wang was very confident in the level of doctors in Jiacheng.

As I walked along the road, I heard a commotion.

From a distance, it was a team of soldiers in armor, escorting a prisoner cart, and was heading this way.

When the prisoner car crosses the market, it is a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats it.

Not to mention that there was a tall man who read aloud and repeated this person's crime—

"There is a physician here, surnamed Sun Mingping.

The dog is bold and misleading!

Want to seek heavy profits and exaggerate the condition.

Within one street, everyone is in danger;

In one room, people's hearts are worried.

The prisoner car passed through the city and was beheaded at the south gate.

Show the crowd to set an example!"

Write clearly and shout loudly. The big guy hears it clearly.

This young doctor named Sun Ping, in order to make some black money, deliberately exaggerated the patient's condition, causing panic among the common people, so as to make heavy profits in the process.

"Damn!"

A rotten egg smashed into the prisoner car with a "pop".

The black and yellow egg liquid flowed down the black hair of the criminal Sun Ping.

This sound was like a war drum, which instantly triggered a "charge" and played a "war".

One by one, the hands of the crowd were stretched out, like a relay, and justice continued!

Countless rotten cabbage and rotten eggs rained down on the prisoner car.

People are red and angry.

"This black-hearted thing!

"It's so bad at such a young age, and you can still get it in the future?"

"Dare to spread rumors!"

"What a human-faced beast!"

In the end, all the voices of justice converged into a torrent.

Converged into a voice shouting—

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

......

Jiang Wang stood outside the crowd and looked into the prisoner car.

The criminal named Sun Ping in the prison car, wearing prison clothes, handcuffs and chains, neither shouted injustice, nor defended, and did not even avoid the filth that fell on him.

But in his young eyes, there were tears.

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