A month has passed quietly, Qin Fengyu has been very nourishing and happy these days. As for Xianyu.... Well, he's having a good time, probably. Qin Fengyu stood on the top of the mountain and watched the sun gradually rise, he was in a good mood, sitting cross-legged and silently swallowing the essence of heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it took, there was a noisy sound in the mountain village, waking up Qin Fengyu in pranayama. Qin Fengyu stood up and glanced at the village, the figures of the runners in the village at this time, anxious voices, and cries were endless. Qin Fengyu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly ran towards the village. Galloping all the way, Qin Fengyu rushed to the village, and the countless villagers in front of him were pale, wailing and falling to the ground, and the cold wind kept running in the crowd, calling for these people.

Qin Fengyu walked to Han Feng's side, looking at the anxious cold wind, Qin Fengyu asked at the exit, "What's the matter?"

The cold wind had just finished a person's pulse, and dripping sweat was already oozing from his forehead. He said to Qin Fengyu with a tired face: "Unknown plague, I am looking for the source of the disease. ”

Qin Fengyu was shocked when he heard Han Feng's words, his face suddenly turned pale, he looked at Han Feng and said, "What can I do?"

Han Feng said without looking back: "Help me go to the room and get a few medicines." ”

After listening to Han Feng's words, Qin Fengyu left instantly, and quickly swept towards Han Feng's residence, less than half a cup of tea, Qin Fengyu returned to the village with the medicinal materials that Han Feng needed, and after asking Han Feng again, he hurriedly threw these herbs into the pot on the side and boiled them.

The medicinal soup was cooked quickly, Qin Fengyu helped the cold wind feed the villagers who fell to the ground one by one, and then gathered these villagers in one place and put them on the bed.

Qin Fengyu looked at the cold wind with a tired face and was sitting next to the fire boiling medicine. Qin Fengyu walked over to Han Feng and sat down, looking at the anxiety in his eyes and the visible exhaustion on his face. Qin Fengyu whispered to the cold wind: "Let's rest, I'll come here." ”

Han Feng shook his head and said with a firm face: "The plague has not spread yet, and there is still salvation." ”

Qin Fengyu sighed helplessly, stood up and took care of the dozen or so villagers lying on the bed after drinking the medicine, and then walked to Han Feng's side and sat down.

In this way, Qin Fengyu and Han Feng were busy all night. The cold wind pondered all night and came out with three prescriptions. Qin Fengyu went to Tianwen City with the medicine list, and ran around the major pharmacies, but he only got the medicine on the two prescriptions, and the medicine was extremely difficult to find, Qin Fengyu ran all over Tianwen City and didn't find it, so he had to return to the village with the two pairs of medicines in his hand.

In the village, the crying continued at this time, and when Qin Fengyu rushed back, several middle-aged villagers were wrapping themselves tightly and carrying people out of the temporary shed, which was used to live for the sick, and there were not many villagers in the village, only a few knelt on the bluestone road, crying heartbreakingly towards the shed.

Qin Fengyu walked into the shed and looked at the cold wind that had not closed his eyes all night, and was feeding those villagers to drink medicine at the moment. Qin Fengyu stepped forward and helped Hanfeng feed the medicine to those villagers, and after a cup of tea, the two sat by the fire, and Hanfeng took the medicine that Qin Fengyu caught and boiled it on the fire seriously. Qin Fengyu took the medicine stick in Han Feng's hand and said to him, "Go and rest for a while, I'll cook the medicine." ”

Han Feng shook his head a little pale, and said softly in his mouth: "There have been five deaths, and more than a dozen have been added in one night, I have to quickly adjust the medicine." ”

After speaking, Han Feng didn't pay attention to Qin Fengyu, but just stared at the medicine pot seriously. Qin Fengyu shook his head helplessly, he could understand the mood of the cold wind, so for a while, he didn't know how to persuade the cold wind.

After a stick of incense, the strong smell of medicine overflowed in the shed. The cold wind took out a bowl of boiled medicine, and poured the bowl of medicine to a villager who was coughing next to him. After pouring it, Han Feng came back and filled the other decoctions in the pot one after another, and with the help of Qin Fengyu, the two of them soon fed the decoctions to the villagers who were lying on the beds one by one.

After feeding, Hanfeng breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground. Qin Fengyu carried Han Feng to the residence, and at Han Feng's request, Qin Fengyu put him on the stool, and Han Feng continued to look at the medicine book and study the prescription. Qin Fengyu returned to take care of the villagers in the shed.

As soon as he walked to the door, Han Feng whispered to Qin Fengyu: "You can also drink a bowl of that medicine, cover your mouth and nose, I see that the spread of this plague is not slow." Qin Fengyu nodded silently, walked out of the cold wind room and returned to the shed.

The sun on the horizon gradually brightened, Qin Fengyu slowly opened his eyes, listening to the coughing sound of the villagers lying there was not as violent as yesterday, he was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that it should be yesterday's herbs that worked.

But when he looked into the shed, Qin Fengyu's face suddenly changed, he found that many villagers had their eyes closed, Qin Fengyu hurriedly stepped forward, only to find that more than a dozen of those villagers were no longer breathing, and their bodies had become cold.

Qin Fengyu was like being struck by lightning, at this time, the cold wind came over, he looked at Qin Fengyu standing in the shed in a daze, secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly ran to Qin Fengyu's side, did not ask Qin Fengyu, but quickly probed the snort of these villagers, the cold wind instantly made a sound in the whole person's brain, his body became numb, and he said softly: "This is impossible, impossible." ”

The sun shone brightly in this village full of sorrows, and today there were more than twenty new people, and more than ten people died overnight. There were still not many people in the village, except for some people who were kneeling on the bluestone road and crying, the only people left were Qin Fengyu and the patients in the shed.

No one was willing to come over and carry these dead people away today, so Qin Fengyu had to carry these people who died last night one by one to the wasteland behind the village, he put these people in a big pit, took off his clothes and burned them here, changed his clothes again, and then returned to the village.

The cold wind was still boiling the medicine, and he poured out the previous herbs and slowly boiled the second medicine. Qin Fengyu walked to Han Feng and sat down, seeing Qin Fengyu coming, Han Feng looked tired, obviously he didn't rest even when he went home last night.

He nodded and said to Qin Fengyu: "I have carefully checked all the ancient books, and found that only these three kinds of medicine are effective against this plague, you can help me go down the mountain again to see if I can find the medicine that is missing in the third kind." Qin Fengyu didn't speak, just nodded silently and walked towards Tianwen City.

Qin Fengyu ran around Tianwen City for a day, and although he found the bad medicine, he still got some clues. Qin Fengyu rushed to a mountain peak with an excited face, according to the clues he got, there was a mountain peak in the westernmost part of the forest west of Tianwen Island, and it was said that someone had once picked this medicinal herb on that peak.

So Qin Fengyu hurried towards this mountain peak non-stop. By the time Qin Fengyu arrived at the bottom of this mountain peak, it was already dark. Qin Fengyu looked at the mountain peak that stood tall in the sky, he couldn't help but purse his lips secretly, sighed, and Qin Fengyu began to climb towards the peak.

The night passed quietly, and it took Qin Fengyu a night to climb halfway up the mountain, looking at the peak above that there were no trees, but bare rocks, Qin Fengyu sighed. After adjusting his internal breath, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then poured his true qi into his hands and climbed towards the bare peak.

Every time he climbed, he had to use his fingers to grab a hole in the stone, Qin Fengyu just dropped a little bit to climb out to the top of the mountain, and finally at dusk, Qin Fengyu stopped and walked all the way, climbed up the bare mountain, he carefully looked for the flavor of the herb on the top of the mountain, and ran around the peak on both sides, only then did he find the smell, Qin Fengyu didn't care about his bloody hands, grabbed the flavor medicine and quickly rushed down the mountain.