On the other side, Wan Zhuo carried the big gourd on his back and soared all the way to the city where he saw the little girl, and when Wan Zhuo landed heavily on the ground, these scenes still made his eyes moist.

In a place not far from Wan Zhuo, three large furnaces for cremation of corpses were erected high, and once someone fell, in order to prevent the rapid spread of corpse poison, someone would throw the fallen person into the crematorium. However, most people are sickly-looking, and in order not to let themselves fall, many people are leaning against the wall.

Wan Zhuo saw a young girl holding on to the wall, however, with a cough, she almost fell to the ground, and once she fell to the ground, she never had the strength to get back up again. Wan Zhuo hurriedly supported her, although his medical skills were not very good, but Wan Zhuo's mastery of the wood attribute aura and related techniques could still help her a little.

Sure enough, after Wan Zhuo passed through a period of spiritual energy transmission, the man woke up from a coma.

"Are you alright?" Wan Zhuo asked.

"Thank you Childe for rescuing, I feel much better. The girl pushed Wan Zhuo away slightly, but a small cough almost made her fall to the ground again. Wan Zhuo had to support her all the time.

"It seems that I can't do it anymore, Brother went first, and I can't survive anymore. ”

Wan Zhuo saw that the death of the girl in his arms was getting heavier and heavier, and knew that things were not good, once a person despaired of life, there would be death in his expression, and this death would pervade, although there might still be life, but it still couldn't stop the footsteps of death. The human soul is also automatically separated from the body.

"Hey, you don't want to die, I don't know your name yet, maybe, the next moment, the plague will be over!" Wan Zhuo shook the girl's body vigorously, and shouted loudly at the same time.

This shout caused countless people to turn their heads and look sideways at this strangely dressed teenager. The young man looked at these desperate people who wanted to live, and in order to give them hope, Wan Zhuo shouted loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, the lord of the country has gone to solve the root cause of the plague, soon, and soon, everyone will be fine." ”

However, the girl in her arms finally broke off Wan Zhuo's embrace, slipped from Wan Zhuo's arms and fell to the ground, and then, I saw the girl's soul holding hands with the soul of another young man waiting beside her, and disappeared into the air.

Wan Zhuo's tears flowed down like this, and then he cried loudly, in this lifeless city, such a cry has become the only vitality and vitality.

Everyone looked at Wan Zhuo in a daze, looking at the monk who was sitting on the ground and crying loudly without any gesture, a child also cried, an old man also cried, and then there were cries one after another, and all the people who originally had no strength burst out with the greatest strength to cry at this moment.

Wan Zhuo took off the gourd on his back, pulled out some medicinal herbs from it, and was with Zuo Jiang for a while, and also learned some simple pharmacological techniques, and began to make some pills full of aura, and did his best to distribute them to these people. Because Wan Zhuo found that his aura could wake up the unconscious girl, it would be of some help to these people in front of him.

There was no scrambling, no complaining, those who got the pills didn't think they would live much longer, and those who didn't get the pills didn't look around.

Came to a small shop selling pastries, Wan Zhuo pushed open the door, and found a figure was sweating and busy, Wan Zhuo after slightly adapting to the dim vision of the room, only to find that it was a plainly dressed girl, who was pushing a huge stone mill hard, trying to crush the soybeans and mung beans spread below.

Seeing that the door was pushed open, and a young man stood there stupidly, the girl stopped what she was doing, wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, and smiled: "I'm hungry, just wait, don't charge money." ”

Wan Zhuo felt a rush of tenderness, which instantly melted his whole heart, and said, "Why haven't you been infected." ”

"Perhaps, because I'm ugly!" The girl's kind heart made Dewan stand there dumbfounded, watching the girl busy in an orderly manner. Apparently this wasn't the first time she'd done something like this.

"Do you have a fire? My flint and steel are broken. The girl turned her head and asked.

"Ah, fire, yes. Wan Zhuo hurriedly stepped forward, pointed his finger at the dry wood in the stove, and the fire in the stove immediately ignited. However, the girl who saw all this was not very happy, but a little cold. Don't bother anymore.

When the hot soup in the stove was ready, the girl served bowls and bowls to the people outside the house, but she never paid any more attention.

"Why don't you ignore me?" Wan Zhuo said curiously.

"Are you a monk?" said the girl, bowing her head, and Wan Zhuo could feel the trembling sound of the girl's crying and twitching as she lowered her head.

"Well, I'm a monk. ”

"You're a monk...... So what are you doing here, why don't you do your best to save the poor people. The girl stared at Wan Zhuo with wide eyes.

Wan Zhuo looked at these eyes, as if he had a magical power, exposing all his shame.

"You're right! I'll go and save them!" Wan Zhuo said and was about to push the door out.

"Hey, what are you going to do!" the girl hurriedly got up and shouted at Wan Zhuo's figure.

"I ...... I do not know. ”

The girl snorted and burst into tears, can you come and help me? These soups are too hot for me to serve. ”

Wan Zhuo carried the big gourd on his back, held a bowl of soup in one hand, and then went out to give it to the hungry people. This clumsy appearance caused the girl behind her to laugh non-stop.

"They said that the kingdom of Xue would return to dust from now on. ”

"Who are they?" Wan asked curiously.

"Those who read books, who think they are very high. The girl gritted her teeth viciously.

"Confucian?" Wan Cun replied, "it will definitely be solved, you are right." Speaking of Confucius, Wan Zhuo thought of the cave mansion, the outskirts of the Green Scale City that he saw in the picture.

"Actually, my name is ......"

"I know how to deal with this plague, and I think that place must be the source of the plague. Wan Zhuo suddenly stood up excitedly and said. Then get ready to go.

"Oh, yes, you have to be careful. ”

Wan Zhuo nodded heavily, said no more, picked up the gourd, and drove away. As soon as Wan Zhuo left in the clouds, Wan Zhuo's ears moved, and he heard the words spoken by the girl who was raising her head and the corners of her lips were moving.

"Little fool, my name is Lingfeng. ”