Demon Spirit Qingfeng accompanied Alayanzong and Ula Peach to ride down the mountain, Demon Spirit Qingfeng pointed to the scimitar worn by Ula Peach's waist, looked back and asked: "Young man, I don't know something, I hereby ask, why is the scimitar worn by the woman the same style as the scimitar on the two thieves?"

Alayanzong hurriedly explained: "This scimitar and the two thieves belong to the same saber, this one I picked up, and the peach is used for self-defense. ”

Demon Spirit Qingfeng let out an "oh", as if he understood, "When I was in the bamboo forest, I saw this scimitar, and I thought that the two of them were the same group as the two thieves!"

"Hahahaha!" Alayanzong and Demon Spirit Qingfeng laughed together.

Alayanzong then said: "It's not an accomplice, but it's just the same road, and they came one after another, so that the second village master misunderstood." ”

Demon Spirit Qingfeng continued to laugh and said, "It's just the same road, you are not the same road. Hahaha!"

Ulla's peach couldn't help but purse his lips and smile in the back.

When the peach blossoms fell, the demon spirit Qingfeng and the entourage led the horse and returned to the cottage.

Alayanzong and Ula Peach came to the old man's house first and said hello.

The old man in gray was very happy to see the two returning, and he smoked his cigarette pouch even louder.

Seeing that the two of them put down their luggage, the old man in gray began to talk with Alayanzong.

It is said that the physical condition of several patients has indeed changed a lot in the past two days. Three of the four old men were already able to go out, and the strong man was fine except for his heavy breathing.

There was just an old man who was still in bed.

After hearing this, Alayanzong hurriedly asked the old man in gray to lead him to visit.

When he came to the bedridden patient's home and saw that the old man was still lying on the bed, Alayanzong stepped forward to take his pulse.

After a little thought, he said:

"The plague has been controlled, but the old man's organs have failed and it is difficult to recover. I will add some herbs and drink it, maybe I can last a little longer. ”

The son of the old man in the family, a middle-aged man, actually grabbed the placket of Alayanzong's clothes and knelt on his knees, crying and begging: "I still hope that the divine doctor will save my father's life!"

Alayanzong hurriedly picked it up and said, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of life, and it is difficult for a doctor to go against the grain. We only drive away the disease, but it is difficult to change the life of aging. No matter how clever the medical skills are, they are just prolonging life, and they can't change the results. ”

The middle-aged man cried bitterly, and the old man in gray persuaded: "Your father is nearly eighty years old, older than me, and he has caught up with this plague infection, and he can carry it very well now." No matter how clever Ala Shaoxia's medical skills are, he can't make him as healthy as ever. Don't be embarrassed. ”

Only then did the middle-aged man stop his sadness and let go of the corners of Alayanzong's clothes.

After that, Alayanzong and Ula Peach went to the southern slope of the mountain, searched for it, picked some herbs, and finally prepared a recipe, boiled it into a medicinal soup, and let the old man drink it.

Although the old man was in some spirits, he was unable to return to heaven after all, and the old man died the next day.

Under the careful care of the Alayan sect, after a few days, the other four people no longer had symptoms of the plague, they were able to eat and live normally, and the strong man could go to work in the fields.

When Alayanzong and Ula Peach said goodbye to the old man in gray and planned to continue their journey west, all the men, women and children of the village went out to see each other off.

The mountain people carried bamboo baskets or cloth bags filled with potatoes, radish, rice and salt, and rushed to give them to the two of them.

The two of them were already in tears, and under the repeated requests of the villagers, Alayanzong only took some salt, and the rest was not accepted.

Then he said goodbye to the villagers in tears.

After walking a few miles away, the two turned around and saw that the villagers were still standing at the entrance of the village.

The two continued westward.

After walking for a day, I went out of the mountain, turned south, and walked for half a day by the mountain, and came to the seaside, and the road went westward, along the coast.

To the south of the road is the sea, and the smell of the sea breeze is strong, and the sound of waves crashing on the shore is in your ears.

To the north are deep mountains, and from time to time a flock of birds will soar into the sky in the dense woods, and then disappear again.

Along the way, I didn't see the living, but I saw the dead.

The two turned a corner of the hill and turned north, the sound of their footsteps startling a flock of vultures.

At the vulture's footing, a pile of rags wrapped in a carrion corpse, which had been pecked by the vultures to reveal its bones. The flesh and blood were blurred, and it was impossible to tell whether the deceased was male or female, old or young.

Ulla's peach couldn't help but retch. Alayanzong hurriedly blocked her vision with his body, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little desolate.

A small stream in front of it, along which it went north, then turned westward, and then left the shore again, and went deep into the mountains again.

At this moment, a light rain began to fall in the sky.

There shouldn't be heavy rain during this season, but it's close to the sea, so it's really uncertain.

The rain gradually began to fall heavier.

The two men hurriedly found a raised rock and ran to shelter from the rain below, but could not continue because they did not bring rain gear.

The clothes on my body were wet, and I felt a little cold when the mountain wind blew.

Alayanzong hurriedly unskinned the wolf and draped it on the peach of Ula.

The peach of Ula pulled the wolf's skin and covered it for the Alayan sect together. The two looked at each other and smiled, their bodies were cold, but their hearts were warm.

Although it was not yet evening, the sky was gradually getting dark.

The two of them snuggled under the rocks at the foot of the mountain, and there was not much room for movement, and even stretching their feet would get wet from the rain.

Later, Alayanzong untied two more sheepskins and wrapped them around the two of them.

Suddenly, a white light flashed through the dark clouds, followed by a bang, and rolling thunder came from high in the sky.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

Alayanzong and Ula Peach were shocked in their hearts, in this season of late winter and early spring, there should not be thunder.

There is thunder in the spring, and there are thieves everywhere!

The plague is rampant, and the displaced people are lost. The defenders fled and turned into bandits. Famine victims, starvation everywhere. Spring is a thunderbolt, and the year is not good.

Looking at the peach of Ula that was munching on radishes and chewing dried meat on the side, Alayanzong's mood was very heavy.

Rather than take the peach of Ula to suffer here, it is better to stay in the Devil's Peak Ridge Cottage, wait to escape the plague, and then return to Allah's Coastal Castle to continue living.

But as soon as he thought of the mountain people who had been healed by his healing, he thought that his choice was the right one, and now that the plague was prevalent, there were still many poor people who needed to be treated by themselves.

With his meager strength, although he can't save the people of the world, if he can save one, he can save a life.

Thinking of this, he was full of confidence, and his determination to continue westward was even stronger.

Thunderstorms came from time to time, and the rain continued all night.

The two leaned on each other like this, falling asleep in the thunder, the rain, and the mountain wind. Sometimes I wake up to the sound of thunder, or the rain wets the corners of my pants and wakes up cold, and finally I fall asleep again because of exhaustion.

By the time the rain had cleared, it was noon the next day.

The two men stood up and stretched their almost stiff bodies, and after hastily chewing a few pieces of jerky, continued westward.