Finally came to the city, Liao Daqiu and the others summed it up, and felt that they had to find Lang Zhong to buy some medicinal materials to go back, if the epidemic started, they might not be able to buy medicine at that time.

So the group went to a more familiar pharmacy in the county, in the past, there were people in the village who wanted to grab medicine, most of them came to this Jimei Hall, this will come, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy is also the doctor of this shop, and the apprentices in the shop are busy grabbing the medicine and wrapping it up.

Seeing that there were not many people grabbing medicine in the store, Liao Daqiu and Lao Zhang and the others glanced at each other, so they hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Doctor Zhao, we want to grab some medicine. ”

The shopkeeper heard the voice and turned to look to the side, and saw Liao Daqiu and his party who had already entered the pharmacy.

Lao Liao led the people of Maotan Village to establish a righteous mound, in fact, many people know about it, and the shopkeeper of Jimingtang knows these people, so he naturally knows it.

Although many people will say that Lao Liao and the people of Maotan Village are stupid, as a doctor, he thinks that the people of Maotan Village are doing a good job both at the moral level and at the level of medical ethics, so he usually takes care of the people in this village when they come to see a doctor.

"Oh, it's Lao Liao Lao Zhang, have you entered the city? It's better to stay in your own village during this time, the plague is starting to break out in other counties, so it's better to move around less." ”

Hearing that the doctor also mentioned this, Lao Liao hurriedly said.

"Yes, yes, we are not going to grab some medicine to prepare, Doctor Zhao, this medicine to prevent the plague or cure the plague, you can look at it and catch some for us." ”

Doctor Zhao looked at the medicine cabinet.

"Coincidentally, I'm also preparing, how much do you want? In this case, just prepare a three-day supply of twenty people, if you are really infected with the epidemic, the medicine alone is not enough, and you have to come to me. ”

"Yes, yes, you are a doctor, you are in charge!"

Liao Daqiu and the villagers hurriedly nodded yes.

After a short time, the few people carrying the medicine left the pharmacy, and then left the city.

When Liao Daqiu, Lao Zhang and others returned to Maotan Village, they could already see the smoke rising from every household, and after most of the day's work, a meal of soup for the ghosts in the righteous mound had been almost prepared.

Lao Liao and his entourage came back just in time, it was still early, and the largest soup and rice sacrifice in the history of Maotan Village was launched.

Women and men carried a pot of choi in baskets or carts to Yoshizuka, along with a large table and a set of sacrificial utensils.

Dishes are packed in pots, some are soup pots, some are simply washed basins, the main reason is that there are too many dishes, and if you use a plate, you don't know how much you want, and it is more convenient to use a basin, and it is not easy to spill.

Soon a total of more than 40 people arrived outside the mound, the old village chief and Liao Daqiu picked a few plates of specially prepared dishes, placed them in front of the land temple, and poured two glasses of wine after putting the chopsticks.

After lighting the candles on the candlesticks and the incense from the small incense burner, he led the crowd to worship the land.

"The land blesses, the land blesses!"

After doing this, the old village chief straightened up.

"Okay, let's take down all the tables on the cart and put them on the open space over there, and put all the dishes on the table. ”

"Yes, yes, hurry up and get ready, it's going to be dark in a while. ”

Some villagers don't come to Yoshizuka often, and they are still a little afraid to see so many graves, and they may be dark when they hear it, even if it is still early, they can't help but be more nimble.

Soon, pots of still steaming dishes were placed on a dozen or so tables of eight, and some were placed on the relatively clean floor around them, with wine cups and jugs, candles and incense lit.

Under the leadership of the village chief, more than 40 people who came over kept bowing to the dishes that were on the table, and Lao Liao even shouted a few words a little loudly.

"Heroes, the banner and the blade are being made, today for you to eat soup, our Maotan Village is not a rich place, the ability is limited, these dishes are the best food we can come up with, don't dislike it, slow use, slow use!"

The temperature on Yoshizuka's side seemed to be a little lower than in other places, and a cool breeze blew, making the people in the village shiver.

The lit candle flame danced violently, and everyone slowly withdrew from the inner confines of the Yoshitsuka, and came to the place outside the Land Temple, waiting for the soup to end, usually after the rice was lit at the offering table, they didn't have to wait too long, but today they planned to wait for two quarters of an hour.

That night, the food of every household in Maotan Village was as rich as the New Year, and it was impossible to waste so many dishes that it was impossible to waste them, so naturally every household took some back to eat.

It's just that when eating, many people in the village feel that the taste of this meal is much lighter, far more exaggerated than the meal left over from the ordinary family sacrifice to ancestors, but the more so, the more the villagers inexplicably believe in the significance of this matter.

At night, the area of Yoshitsuka gradually became full of ghosts, and the land lord appeared in front of the temple, sitting on top of his small temple and watching what happened in the yoshizuka.

Ghosts are different from people, people need to eat every day, and this kind of thing is not needed several times a year, and the spiritual outlook of all ghosts today is very different from before.

"Time is pressing, I can't train all of you to be soldiers who can fight well, but we are ghosts, and we are very different from people, so we pay attention to the pace of the body!

"Everyone, we have made an oath in front of Engong that we will never disappoint Engong and the people of Maotan Village!"

The two demons of the armor were opposed to each other, their arms clawed together as if wrestling, wrestling with each other to throw each other out, but neither of them was shaken, and one of them was talking non-stop.

"Don't fall at any time! There is a robe around you, you must believe in the blade in your hand, believe in the robe around you......!"

As he spoke, the armorer shouted and threw away another ghost soldier beside him, and the latter did not relax his arm, and actually took him with him and floated out of the ground three feet, and then fell on a grave.

"Brothers, everyone already knows that we ghosts were lonely and miserable in life, and we don't live long after death, we died once...... Last time we died a terrible death, this time even if we have to die, we will die a heroic death!"

The land lord crossed his legs, looked at it from a distance, and felt that this armor was a ghost, and he was afraid that it was not simple before he was alive, but unfortunately he died young.

......

Three days later, Liao Daqiu and some villagers entered the county seat again, paid the remaining copper coins, and got the flags and blades made by the master of the papermakers.

After coming back, he didn't stop, he directly took his things to the mound, piled them up outside the cemetery and burned them, but what Liao Daqiu and other Maotan villagers didn't know was that when they burned these paper blades, the land lord had already stood by the fire and chanted words, and turned his mana into the fire along with the wishes of the people of Maotan Village.

After a long time, more and more news about the plague reached the county and the ears of the people of Maotan Village, but they only heard that there was an epidemic, and they did not know what the specific situation was.

On this day, Liao Daqiu and the old village chief were squatting on a dry toilet at the end of the village, and the topic of the two was naturally about plague ghosts.

"Why hasn't this come yet?"

"What bastard, you're still looking forward to coming?"

"Well, of course it's better not to come, of course it's better to ......"

Liao Daqiu said, suddenly felt a little dizzy, subconsciously looked at the northwest sky, the more he looked at his head, the more drowsy he became, and the voice of the old village chief also came.

"Lao Liao, how do I feel...... The sky in the northwest looks like it's going to fall?"

"I, I feel this way too, my head is still ......"

Lao Liao rubbed his eyes and looked again, and felt that the sky over there was still normal, but after staring at it carefully for a long time, he began to faint again, so he quickly concentrated on it.

"Uh......h Woo......"

A gust of wind blew, and the branches and leaves of the trees not far from the dry toilet swayed, and there was a sense of sadness in the wind.

What the old village chief and Liao Daqiu didn't know was that at this moment, the land justice looked at the northwest with a shocked face, although the road was extremely long, although he didn't know what was happening, but the feeling of mystery and mystery was so strong.

'There is a master casting spells!'

The night of this day was especially fast, and the people of Maotan Village returned home early as usual to close the doors and windows, and outside the village, as the sun completely set, as in the previous days, one by one the ghosts of Yoshizuka with swords had appeared outside the village, one by one while training and waiting.

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo......"

The wind was loud, as if someone was crying, and the land lord suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village, looking into the distance, and the ghosts of the surrounding Yoshizuka also stopped moving.

"It's coming!"

The land lord said with a serious face, and the ghosts were also in good spirits.

"Brothers and sisters, hold on to the blades in your hands, we will be sad in life, and we will be glorious once after death, and set up the formation flag-"

"Order!" "Order!" "Order!"

Even if the ghost carrying the flag was just an ordinary person in his lifetime, he also responded loudly to the order at this moment, and then returned to his place.

In the distance, a green light could already be heard, and even a painful wail and a roar full of anger could be heard, and the green light and sound were clearly targeted, towards a place where there were living people.

"Ho...... Ho uh ......" "Uhh ho ......"

"Woo...... Woo......"

Outside Maotan Village, a group of righteous mound ghosts lined up in formation, and the leader of the armor shouted.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The arrow in the hand of the Bow Wizard flashed with a glimmer, and the next moment.

Whoosh whoosh ......

Dozens of arrows flew into the distance, and the ghost pawn didn't need to deliberately aim, the arrow itself shot according to the plague ghost.

After about a few dozen breaths, a louder roar rang out outside the village.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

......

In Maotan Village, whether it is Liao Daqiu, the old village chief, or many ordinary villagers, they all heard the tragic sound of fighting in their sleep, and the sound resounded outside the village, as if the whole village was lying on the battlefield and sleeping.

Some people were awakened by this nightmare, but after waking up, it was not as exaggerated as in the dream, but they could still faintly hear the sound of fighting......

In the northwest sky, a cloud flew with a conspicuous magic light in the night, and the halo shone on the four fields brilliantly.

Ji Yuan and Chang Yi deliberately revealed the light of the law, just to tell the demons they might encounter, we are here, it is a kind of practice to startle the snakes, whether it is to drive them out or drive them away, in short, they don't want the demons to stay in the world.

"Huh?"

Ji Yuan's eyes swept away, as if he saw the death in the distance rising and suppressing, the so-called dead air is like this, Chang Yi obviously saw something.

"Mr. Ji, it seems that the situation is indeed different. ”

"Let's go!"

The clouds below him flashed, and the speed of the flight immediately increased, heading towards the distance.

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