Chapter 119: High Wind and Bright Festival

Stealing is half a day's leisure, but in the end, it is also stealing, and some things must be done.

This time, Qing Miao and Long Aotian also entered the city together, hiding their cultivation all over their bodies, since they couldn't use spells to save people, then they had to come and visit as ordinary people.

However, in less than half a day, hundreds of people were diagnosed.

Feng Qingling's eyebrows were even tighter than those of the county magistrate, and at this moment she had to admit that their initial thoughts were really wrong. I was misled by Jun Moxiao. This cholera may not be a means of Jun Mo at all, but a natural and man-made disaster, and the water source there must be polluted.

"It's the public well behind Zhang's butcher's house in the west of the city that is polluted!" Qing Miao is the most sensitive to smells, and especially hates the smell of corruption, so she can quickly distinguish the smell.

"What?"

"There can't be a mistake!" Qing Miao looked at her seriously.

Feng Qingling naturally trusted her, and when the seven people arrived, they saw a corrupt atmosphere in the well, slowly steaming from the bottom of the well. Mortals may not notice it, but these immortal pure people can see it at a glance. They were disturbed by Jun Moxiao and Qing Lin's affairs before, and they didn't even notice this.

"It must have been the water that the butcher used to kill the pigs and remove the hair was poured near here, so that the water in the well was polluted. Ao Ling walked less than ten steps forward, and saw a lot of pig hair sticking to the wet ground, and her stomach was tumbling, and she almost vomited the meal she had eaten in the morning.

Qing Miao patted her on the back intimately and pulled her away.

Even when she was far away, Ao Ling felt that she could smell the stench looming in her nose. She thought that she would probably never eat pork again in her life.

Wait, suddenly thinking of something, she stared at Feng Qingling with round apricot eyes: "Wouldn't the pork you bought at noon yesterday be here?"

Feng Qingling touched his nose weakly, and wondered in his heart, why didn't he find this corrupt aura when he bought meat yesterday? Could it be that this is where Jun Mo laughed and did his hands? He already knew that Qing Lin would be taken back to the underworld? Or was Qing Lin just a disguise, and the previous paving was only for the current cholera disaster?

Ao Ling rolled her eyes, and almost wanted to vomit out the meal she had at noon yesterday. It's a pity that I retched for a long time and didn't vomit anything.

Ao Yan looked distressed, patted her on the back and persuaded: "I went with the princess at that time, and I didn't find anything abnormal, don't take it to heart!" He was telling the truth, indeed, they didn't see anything abnormal at that time, the meat was fresh meat, and there was no smell.

"It's that person!" Long Xiangyu looked at Feng Qingling.

Feng Qingling gave him an affirmative look: "His name is Jun Moxiao!"

"What kind of person?" Ao Ling asked with a frown as she helped Qing Miao to stand firmly. What she couldn't stand the most was that Feng Qingling and Brother Xiang knew about something, but they didn't know anything. It feels like it's just the two of them, and I hate it.

"I'm afraid yesterday's pork was moved by Jun Mo's laughter!" Feng Qingling ignored her, still looking at Long Xiangyu and said.

Long Xiangyu nodded, didn't say much, raised his sleeve and moved a piece of bluestone, and covered the well tightly.

Ao Ling was confused and anxious. Ao Yan understood, and bowed his head to explain to Long Aotian.

"It's useless! The well water has been contaminated!"

"Better than nothing!"

"Three...... Three sons?!"

When a few people were about to leave this place and go to the isolation place to have a look, they ran into Wan Qing and Qi Jun.

Wan Qing was excited, walked quickly in front of them, and was about to kneel, but was stopped by Feng Qingling in time, and said with a smile: "It's better to be free of false courtesy, right?

Wan Qing added a little respect to this 'third prince' in his heart.

Qi Jun had been silently following him, and then he walked out, hugged his fists and said: "Third son, the cholera in the city is becoming more and more severe, and the lower officials here suspect that it is the source, and ask the prince to evacuate this place quickly for the sake of his own health and the world." ”

Feng Qingling and Long Xiangyu were both stunned, they didn't expect Qi Jun to find out the problem in such a short period of time, he was really a rare talent.

"Yes, yes, yes! My Qi brother's meaning is the meaning of the lower official......! Childe, please leave here as much as you can!" Wan Qing obviously didn't expect this, he just felt that the third prince could stay in the city at such a time, such a bearing, courage and love for the people were really touching and admirable.

Feng Qingling and Long Xiangyu glanced at each other and sighed helplessly in their hearts. It seems that they have to continue to tell this lie, it is inevitable that their hearts will be weak, Feng Qingling touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and was embarrassed to answer. Looking up at Long Xiangyu, he found that he had already regained his dignified expression, and said solemnly: "The people of Yong'an City are in dire straits, how can Benjun leave at this time?"

Ahem! Is it really true that someone lies without blushing? Is it really good to put yourself in such a high-spirited position? Is it really good, my Royal Highness Longjun? Are you really not afraid of being embarrassed by someone one day? Feng Qingling was embarrassed. However, to be honest, she is not qualified to say that Long Xiangyu is the other.

Wan Qing was naturally moved again, and suddenly felt that his confidence doubled, and he felt that no matter how big the difficulty was, it would not be difficult.

Qi Jun looked at Long Xiangyu with a puzzled expression, but he didn't say anything, his eyes only stayed on Long Xiangyu's face for a moment and then turned away, let's wait and see what happens.

Long Xiangyu also glanced at him and asked Wan Qing: "How is the treatment of the quarantined people?"

"This ...... There is no good cure for cholera at all...... "Wan Qing said very hesitantly, but he was also the truth. Since ancient times, there has been no good treatment for cholera, most of them are isolated first, and then treated as much as possible, but the effect is not great. In the end, the only choice was to burn the corpses and the clothes used by the infected people.

Long Xiangyu has been an immortal for so long, he really didn't expect that there would be an unsightly illness in this world, his brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Take Benjun to the isolation place to have a look!"

"This ...... Childe, you ......!" Wan Qing never thought that he would make such a request, and he didn't know how to decide for a while, so he subconsciously went to look at Qi Jun.

Qi Jun was also surprised, but what surprised him was not only Long Xiangyu's order, but also his strange self-title. What kind of title is this? Does the prince of this dynasty use this title to call himself? Strange, it is really strange. However, looking at his extraordinary bearing, apart from the royal family, who can produce such a magnificent son?