Chapter 2 The Back of Shengjing
"Well, little one. Ling Xiao saw that these two children were in rags, and he couldn't bear it, "This brother is actually not a bad person, his ancestors are all doctors, maybe he can help the child just now." β
The little beggar looked at the man handcuffed by her beautiful sister, and her eyes were full of disbelief.
This man doesn't look much older than me......
He looked down and thought for a while, then looked at his beautiful sister's face again, and hesitated, "Okay, for my sister's sake." β
Although the little beggar is young, he travels very quickly, and if he does not keep up, it is easy to get lost in the complicated alleys.
As they walked, they became more and more remote, and the roar of the streets was far away, and the sound of rats creaking and crawling and the weak breathing of people were heard......
The people here spread weeds and rags on the ground casually, and it was a nest.
Ling Xiao raised his foot and stepped over an old man on the side of the road who hadn't been out of breath for half a day, frowning and sighing lightly.
Ink Yang didn't react, he didn't experience anything on the way to Kunlun to seek immortals, and he was about the same age as a little beggar, taking the sky as the ground as the seat.
All people are born unequal.
Some people were born in Zhong Mingding's family of food, full of family and country, some people were born in a family of farming, and when they opened their eyes, they had to look at God's face; and some people were born in the alleys and alleys, and they spent the rest of their lives with a roll of straw.
Dynasties and dynasties have always been like this.
It's not that beggars can't talk about their home and country, but they don't have enough clothes and food, who has the heart to see who is the surname of the person on the dragon chair, and how can the history books sing the merits of others and praise the virtues of others?
Mo Yang is sometimes also curious, he is only a fourteen-year-old boy, how did he come to this confusing truth?
"It's here!" the little beggar stopped, pointing to a grass hut in front of him.
It may be an overestimate to say that it is a grass hut, but it is just a shelter built by a few logs supporting a roll of bamboo mats.
It may be a dog of a rich family, and it will not feel that it is a place to live.
In the shack lay an unkempt woman, with pale lips, cloudy eyes, and a mouth that kept muttering something.
Grape carefully put the ceramic doll in a place that was not easy to be seen, and when he turned around, he saw Ling Xiao and the others.
When the little girl saw the little beggar, she showed her anger, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was afraid of disturbing the confused woman, so she ran out in small steps and scolded the little beggar: "Stinky Dongdong, you betray me!"
"......" Dongdong's lips squirmed, and just as he was about to explain, he heard a crisp sound from the grass hut, "It can't be that Aunt Liu broke the bowl, right?"
The beggar's bowl is a livelihoodβ
Grape's eyelids jumped, and he immediately ran back to the shack, and Ling Xiao and they followed.
Seeing a piece of broken porcelain, the woman picked up one of them, looked crazy, and said something: "Doll...... Phoenix...... Hahaha......"
She clutched the broken porcelain piece on which a smiling red lip was painted. The woman's blood oozed from her fingers, fell on the straw, and blossomed drop by drop.
"Mother!" Grape hugged the woman, trying to break her fingers, but couldn't, looking at the woman's bleeding hands, tears welled up in her eyes.
Ling Xiao couldn't stand it, stepped forward to hold the woman's wrist, and quickly knocked her unconscious with his other hand.
The woman is quite quiet when she is quiet, and under the unkempt hair, it can be vaguely seen that her appearance is quite delicate, and her crazy appearance should have been stimulated by something.
"You-" Grape just wanted to blame Ling Xiao for knocking her mother unconscious, but saw the man squatting down, tearing the cloth on his skirt, breaking his mother's fingers one by one, and patiently cleaning the wounds on it.
This skirt, Rao is her shallow knowledge, just looking at the embroidery on it, she knows that it is worth a lot.
Such a girl is so beautiful, there is really no reason to harm people like them.
"Grape, the beautiful sister said that this person knows how to heal and can help you. Dongdong scratched his head, a little ashamed on his face, "They are good people." β
"Your mother seems to be overly worried and infected with wind and cold, so she should be able to get better soon. Ink Yang pretended to take the pulse, but in fact, he used spiritual power to dredge the cold qi in the woman's body, and pretended to open a prescription to replenish qi and handed it to Xiao Grape.
The little girl wiped the tears from her face, looked at the prescription handed by Mo Yang in a daze, and lowered her head a little embarrassed.
"I'm sorry. β
Ink Yang learned to be obedient, he didn't touch the child's head casually, he just smiled: "It's okay, remember to find a doctor when you get sick in the future, it's useless to put this kind of doll." β
His gaze swept to a floor of broken porcelain and a thatched house around him, and shook his head.
How can such a person go to a doctor when he is sick?
"Listen to the accent, you don't look like Shengjing people......"
At the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can there be such a bleak scene.
It's just a few laneways away from the main street outside, but it's like a separation between heaven and hell.
Grape and Dongdong both had a hint of hesitation on their faces, and the two glanced at each other before saying, "We fled from Tianlan City." β
"Tianlan City?" Ink Yang Jian's eyebrows frowned slightly, thoughtful. It seems to be near Kunshan City, but it is also thousands of miles away from Shengjing.
Orphans and widows came to Shengjing, no wonder they were in rags.
"What's so difficult to escape?" Ling Xiao was also puzzled, Zhang Lixian's son and daughter-in-law seemed to have fled to Tianlan City because of the girl's disappearance, but the people of Tianlan City abandoned their family business and came to Shengjing.
Dongdong showed a look of horror on his face, looked around, and then whispered in Ling Xiao's ear: "There is a family with a strange disease, and the next day it infected more than a dozen households next door. A doctor in Tianlan City said that it was a serious infectious disease and recommended isolation and lockdown. No one else believed it, but we lived close to the homes of those sick people, and it was very scary to see them from a distance. β
The old scholar of the Tianlan City Pharmaceutical Alliance said that this has to be observed and observed, there are not enough examples, other factors are not ruled out, and it cannot be said to be an infectious disease, which is not in line with the spirit of scientific rigor. β
"Other families don't know, but our families can see the appearance of the disease with their own eyes, so they discussed it and prepared to move out of Tianlan. β
"Before we left the city, we heard that the doctor had contracted it. β
"So serious?" Mo Yang raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What are the people who are sick?"
Grape recalled, only to feel the cold hair stand on end, and said: "At first, I had a high fever and sweated profusely, and then black fluff grew on my body, which looked like a monster. β
Dongdong nodded and said, "Such a disease, with the medical level of Tianlan City alone, should not be able to deal with it." β
"It's not like a disease, it feels like a monster!"
"I heard from the people who came to Shengjing from Tianlan later that Tianlan has sealed the city, and the national teacher has also sent a white-clothed envoy to treat it, and I heard that the immortal cultivation world has sent disciples to Tianlan to help, and the matter should be calmed down soon. β
"Hey...... I want to go home. Grape looked at her sleeping mother and muttered with red eyes.