Before she could get closer, she saw that the two people had been driven out by the servants of the medical hall.

"Go out, I told you last time, the master of our medical hall didn't treat you blindly. It's you who are contaminated with evil, blame us for what's going on. ”

The older of the two was clearly a temper tantrum.

As soon as he was pushed two steps, he suddenly moved forward, obviously unwilling to be driven out and ready to fight back.

In fact, according to the strength of an adult strong man, such a counterattack can definitely make the little servant drink a pot, but in such an action that is not difficult for a normal person to do, he suddenly took a step with his hands and feet, and then fell to the ground so straight.

As soon as the little servant thought he was going to be beaten, he saw the scene in front of him.

I couldn't help but show a slightly stunned expression.

"I said, you can't touch porcelain! I haven't touched you, this and this...... Even if something really goes wrong, we won't be able to cure you of this evil situation. ”

The little servant waved his hand, and didn't bother to help the man who fell to the ground, so he ran directly towards the door.

As he ran, he shouted something, "Master, come and see."

Lu Xingyao slowly chewed the last bit of scone and moved along the crowd of onlookers.

The one that fell to the ground really didn't look like it was pretending.

He is more rigid than uncoordinated movements.

But it is different from the ones that Bo Yan and her popularized science before she set out from the Mitian Sect, such as the common stiffness in the immortal cultivation world, or the state of being manipulated by others, this stiff posture does not have any external pathological signs except for the kind of black qi that she can perceive, such as the special virus formed by the infection of zombies and other things, judging from the surprise emotions expressed by the still rolling of his eyes, his thinking is still controlled by himself.

The manifestation of this symptom is not quite the same as that described on the task.

This person is not in that state of being in a state of disobedience, nor is there that kind of numbness, but there is something in common between the two.

It doesn't seem that simple.

Lu Xingyao muttered.

Bo Yan seemed to underestimate this task a little, but out of the intention of filling his purse that was a little empty because of the second layer of advanced qi training, and more or less looking for excitement, Lu Xingyao felt that he was not going to retreat so soon.

What's more, this is not a task that she took on alone.

The other monks in Fulongling hadn't appeared yet, so she couldn't just run away.

Mitian Sect is a small sect and it is really good in some aspects, for example, the relationship between the sects is harmonious, and for example, there is no such thing as a rule that you can't salt fish if you don't produce any results in cultivation, but the disadvantages are also quite obvious, and the scope of communication will be quite cramped in the early stage of cultivation.

From Lu Xingyao to the present from entering the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the only time he can be regarded as seeing more people is in the section of Fang City, and in more cases, it is just the activity of three or five people.

Now being in the crowd makes her feel a little popular.

The stiffness of the man on the ground did not last long.

There was a momentary disobedient reaction to the joints of his hands and feet, as if the reflex nerve had been severed by someone, but as the babbling little servant rushed into the room and shouted for the adults to call the shots, his attempts to get himself back to normal seemed to be working.

At least I was able to go from lying down to sitting.

It's not just one person who comes out.

In addition to an old doctor who was wearing a azure robe, contaminated with the scent of medicine, and looked a little older, there was also a man in a yellow shirt.

Lu Xingyao couldn't recognize his sect, but this one look was enough for her to judge that this person was an immortal cultivator, or a ...... The level is not low.

Although she knew that it was useless for her to restrain her presence, she still relied on her height "advantage" to hide in the crowd, and only continued to look at the situation in the encirclement in front of her from between the gaps.

"The old man has already made it clear, little brother, I am really helpless about your illness, why bother to do it again?"

The old doctor frowned, but he still reached out first and tried to pull the sick man up.

What she could see from this gap was the moment when the two hands clenched.

However, the transmission of the black qi that was originally speculated to be possible did not appear, and the man was still covered in a lingering and looming aura, and the old doctor was not contaminated at all.

His rebellious mental consciousness seemed to have come into play, and he sat up in a hurry.

Looking at the crowd of onlookers around him, he actually showed a little embarrassed look on his face.

"Listen to my advice, boy, you strange disease, old decay is really helpless, if you have the time to make trouble, it is better to find a doctor with more skilled medical skills, it is better than wasting time with me. ”

"Don't you think it's evil?" asked the man, who had heard the meaning of his words, in a whisper.

"If you think so, but as a healer, you can't have such thoughts, and if you think that there is an incurable disease and you think that it is evil, then you are not making an excuse for yourself out of thin air. Whether it's evil or sick, the old man is so shallow that he really can't figure out what's going on, let's go, let's go......"

He didn't just say this to this man, but also to the people around him.

Indeed, they are surrounded here to watch the play, which has brought some trouble to those who really want to come to see the doctor.

For him to be able to say such a thing, Lu Xingyao still admires it.

However, it seems that the hospital does not know more about this disease, and may have prescribed some prescription at the beginning, but it is always useless.

But the first point of observation she chose was clearly not entirely fruitless.

For example, those two people who behaved strangely, although there was a slight difference from the symptoms recorded in the mission, but it was not sure that it was a breakthrough.

Lu Xingyao tugged at the back basket on his body, casually bought a straw hat from the vendor's stall that was not very good-looking but looked very sturdy, and put it on his head, and quietly followed the two people who were holding each other and showing a little awkward walking posture from time to time.

They walked along Elm Street, Lu Xingyao only roughly inquired about the distribution of the medical hall when he entered the city, but he did not have a map of the city, so he could only get shorter and more crowded from the houses in front of Elm Street, speculating that the direction they went should not be a rich place. Fortunately, she looks like a little girl from a poor family in this dress, and she has no sense of disobedience with everything around her.

The two men abruptly parted ways at the intersection in front of them.

One shuffled slowly and heavily in the direction of an alley, but the other continued to move on.

Which one to follow is really a difficult question.

She had barely wrestled with the question when she felt a hand suddenly put on her shoulder.

"I said Xiaoyou, such a straightforward tracking, you lose your identity. ”