Jianshui Town, also known as "Nanrong" Town, is the export center of medicinal herbs in the border area of the Spring Kingdom. Because of the abundance of medicinal herbs, there is always a faint medicinal fragrance in the air of Jianshui Town.

However, when Si Dao set foot in Jianshui Town again, he only smelled a smell of decay and erosion. He was familiar with the smell, the smell of the Killing Hellland.

The moonlight was very bright, shining on the ground, revealing the coldness of the forest. Under the faint moonlight, the appearance of Jianshui Town has undergone earth-shaking changes. The once bustling and prosperous life has disappeared, and depression and loneliness have taken its place. The lights are no longer on, the streets are deserted, there are no shops to do business, and no residents are out and about, it seems like a dead town. If it weren't for the fact that there were still thin beggars wandering around the corners of the streets, Si Dao would even think that he had stepped into a dead town eroded by demons.

Gradually stepping into Jianshui Town, a foul smell rushed to the face. The floor of the street has not been cleaned for a long time. In the night, Si Dao could still see a lot of dark red stains, which were traces of dried blood.

From the dark lanes on both sides, Si Dao could feel a strong dead air. This level of dead air is the condensation of at least a few hundred corpses.

Si Dao frowned. He didn't know why the bodies were piled up in the alleyways, unburied and uncleaned. I don't know how so many corpses were created, how did they appear, and where did the people of Jianshui Town go?

He didn't care too much about the lives of the people in Jianshui Town. His main concern is the Manluo flower. The Manluo flower was taken away by the head of the Nanrong family. Now, the head of the Nanrong family is dead, and if he wants Manluo flowers, he needs to find Nanrong Xue'er. He came all the way to the front of Nanrong Mansion, but saw that there was no doorman guarding Nanrong Mansion.

It seems that Namrong Mansion has been abandoned, and traces of cobwebs have appeared in the corner of the door.

Where does everybody go?

Fortunately, there is still a beggar outside Nanrong Mansion. Along the way, there are quite a few such beggars. The beggars were crouched in the corner of the street, their eyes demented, as if they had given up hope of survival, not knowing if they would see the sun tomorrow.

Si Dao pulled up the beggar outside Nanrong Mansion. Coincidentally, he knew the beggar. This is Sun Xiu.

Sun Xiu was completely delirious. His clothes were torn, he hadn't bathed in a long time, and his body smelled foul. He was so thin that only his bones remained, his mouth drooled, and he smiled stupidly, staring at the gate of Nanrong Mansion with his eyes fixed. He held a handful of cyan leaves in his hand. Si Dao knows this kind of leaf, which is the leaf of a dead flower.

Dead Flower is a strange plant that grows among carrion, and its leaves have a strong psychedelic effect, which can be addictive, can destroy people's minds, and is a forbidden object in the Spring Country. Because of the effect of psychedelic addiction, the leaves of the dead flower also have a nice nickname, fairy grass.

Si Dao wanted to take the fairy grass from Sun Xiu's hand.

Sun Xiu frantically stopped. He curled up and clenched the fairy grass in his hand in fear: "Don't rob my fairy grass, don't rob my fairy grass." There are a lot of fairy grasses in the back alley, you can get them yourself. Fairy grass, fairy grass, a leaf under the stomach to be full, fairy grass, fairy grass, eliminate troubles and happy grass, fairy grass, fairy grass, bliss free life magic weapon. ”

He looked at the fairy grass in his hand and suddenly sang a ballad. Obviously, his mind had been completely destroyed by the Immortal Grass.

"Where's Nanrong Xue'er?" asked Si Dao.

Hearing Nanrong Xue'er's name, Sun Xiu stopped singing ballads. He looked at the gate of Nanrong Mansion seriously, and muttered in his mouth: "Xue'er, Xue'er......"

He seemed to remember something, and the light of life regained in his dull eyes.

"Who is Xue'er? Why, I especially want to know who this person is? Tell me, who is Xue'er?" Although Sun Xiu couldn't fully remember, he seemed to grasp some very important existence.

He was reluctant to let go. He wanted to catch it, to remember who Cher was.

Sun Xiu thought about it, but felt that his head hurt. He threw down the fairy grass, clutched his head tightly, and writhed on the ground. The more he thought about Nanrong Xue'er, the more his head hurt. But he didn't want to give up, so he had to keep thinking about it. If this continues, he will die.

Si Dao took action, and helped Sun Xiu suppress the pain in the process of recalling by clicking acupoints.

Finally, Sun Xiu regained a trace of consciousness. He looked at Si Dao and burst into tears. He looked at Nanrong Mansion, looked at the absurdity and corruption around him, knelt on the ground, and cried.

"Cher...... Xue'er, Heavenly Mandate Sect, Wang Tianshi, Town Center, Bonfire, Immortal Ascension Society. Please, help, save her, help, build a water town. Although Sun Xiu regained a trace of consciousness, he couldn't even express the complete words.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, asking for the help of the priest. In the blink of an eye, when he saw the fairy grass, his eyes became confused again, and his hand couldn't help but touch the fairy grass.

Si Dao slapped the fairy grass away. Sun Xiu seemed to be crazy, desperately trying to grab the fairy grass, desperately trying to stuff the fairy grass into his mouth.

Si Dao was helpless, and directly brought up Sun Xiu's whole person. Sun Xiu is so light that it is unimaginable that this is the weight of an adult man.

Si Dao walked into the Nanrong Mansion and threw Sun Xiu directly into the pool in the Nanrong Mansion. Sun Xiu's whole body was immersed in the water. The cold of the winter ice water stimulated Sun Xiu to scream.

"Wash it up, and then, let's go and save Nanrong Xue'er. ”

Hearing Nanrong Xue'er, Sun Xiu suddenly quieted down. He was like a different person. Although he trembled, he obediently began to scrub his body. After he had finished washing, he washed away the cold by the fire that Sidao had raised, and put on the clothes that Sidao had found out of nowhere. In this way, although Sun Xiu is not completely sober, he has somewhat recovered his former breath.

He looked at Si Dao eagerly, expectantly. Si Dao is actually more urgent than Sun Xiu.

In the process of Sun Xiu's bathing, Si Dao rummaged through Nanrong Mansion, but did not find Manluo Hua. It seems that if he wants to find Manluo Hua, he must find Nanrong Xue'er.

"Let's go, go and save your Nanrong Xue'er. ”

Sun Xiu danced happily. He had been waiting for this day for more than three months. He waited for this day as if a century had passed.

His eyes still flickered with bewilderment. He still hadn't figured out why he was looking for Nanrong Xue'er. What does Nanrong Xue'er mean to him? However, this did not hinder his joy or judgment.

"We, help, Cher. Xue'er is more important than life, more important than fairy grass. Sun Xiu muttered, and followed behind Si Dao, walking towards the square in the center of the town.

The light of a flame came from the direction of the town's central square. It should be the "bonfire" that Sun Xiu was talking nonsense just now. It seems that the surviving people of Jianshui Town should be gathered there for the so-called "Ascension Immortal Society".