Chapter 48

With the strong support of the palm behind him, Yi Ning felt that his breathing was barely smoother.

This matter cannot be ignored. Yi Ning picked up the sword and said to Yan Xuan, "I'm going to look for medicine. You go to inform all the city lords, inform all the people and the demons, close the door, don't go out, and then investigate why the plague occurred."

Yi Ning's thinking is clear and straightforward, and his actions are extremely decisive. With him, presumably this plague will be over soon.

Yan Xuan nodded, seeing that Yi Ning was about to turn around and was about to leave, she grabbed him and said, "Just go like this, do you think your magic power won't die?"

Yi Ning hesitated for a while, then tentatively asked, "Just ask about the cause and medicine in the medical center, I will act carefully."

He really didn't want to cause trouble to Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan stared at him for a long time before slowly saying, "Okay, let's go." If he got sick, he came back to feed Yi Ning blood.

Seeing his agreement, Yi Ning immediately set off for the hospital in the city.

Nanke Ze includes three or five cities, large and small. The city where they are located is the main city, and there are several other affiliated small cities around.

Trade is prosperous, and if the main city has a plague, then presumably other cities will not be spared.

He has to be quicker, ask the cause, and refine the medicine that can cure the disease. Otherwise, more people will die.

"Do they know?" Zhuo Rongrong flicked the golden hairpin flowers around his ears and temples, showing a graceful smile, and said, "How many people died in the city?"

The black-clothed magician knelt down on one knee and said a number.

After listening, Zhuo Rongrong covered his lips, exclaimed as if exclaimed, and said with a smile, "So many, it's really a sin."

She really is Fu Zhuo's inner demon, and her methods are exactly the same. Thinking of this, Zhuo Rongrong narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of Fu Zhuo's face a little nauseated.

"How can you make the ruthless Lord Regret regret it with just such a means." Zhuo Rongrong closed his eyes, the singing voice of the singer came from his ears, and Yan Xuan's appearance appeared in his mind.

Since Yan Xuan doesn't look down on her, can she take revenge a little?

She reclined on the beauty's couch, fanned the ball to her chest, opened her eyes and said lazily, "Let's get the news out."

Yan Xuan... It's all your fault for not helping me, so so many people died.

Yi Ning searched everywhere, and along the way, there were too many people lying on the side of the road.

This plague is spreading so fast, and the speed of killing people is unbelievable.

People are panicking, and things will only get worse if this goes on.

Most importantly, the gossip will grow. If someone spreads rumors at this time, it will definitely fall into an uncontrollable scene.

After visiting five or six medical halls in succession, all of them have closed their doors and refused to welcome guests. Some of the doors have even been demolished, and the inside has long been looted.

According to Yi Ning's experience, when serious injuries occur first, the people will fall into a huge panic, and then people will die, and the people will seek help like headless flies.

He doesn't know what stage it is now, but his intuition tells him that someone is definitely manipulating these things in the dark. So the next purpose of that person should be to spread rumors.

While thinking about it, suddenly heard a loud noise not far away.

Is there still a crowd gathered at this time? Yi Ning's pupils shrank slightly and hurried over.

"You all go home quickly, don't go out, go home quickly!" A rickety old woman shouted as much as she could, and in front of her were people who were rushing to come to the hospital to grab medicine, she said hoarsely: "Shuijiancao can't be cured at all. Disease!"

Although she kept shouting, no one listened to her. The crowd was so crowded that the old woman was shoved to the ground and almost drowned in it.

Yi Ning frowned slightly, pulled out his sword, and said in a low voice, "Get out of the way!"

Although he doesn't have the spiritual core magic power, his mind is still strong, and it is more than enough to deter the people.

Everyone was shocked by such coercion. Yi Ning took his sword to separate the crowd, stood in front of the old woman, stretched out his hand to support her and said: "You just said that water sword grass cannot cure the disease, you How did you find out?"

Tears flashed from the corners of the old woman's eyes, and her body trembled as she wanted to straighten up, but she could only raise her head, looked at Yi Ning and said, "Shuijiancao can only be used to treat gluttonous people who are not hungry, choked with diarrhea, or madness. Epilepsy cannot cure their disease at all, because this is not an ordinary disease, it is a plague!" [Note]

When Yi Ning saw the old woman's tears, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Then do you know what medicine can cure it?"

The old woman shook her head, covered her face in great pain, and cried, "It can't be cured, it can't be cured!"

The crowd began to be restless, and some people began to shout to grab the water sword grass. Yi Ning reluctantly raised his sword and said to everyone: "If you want to buy medicine and pay the bill, you are not allowed to grab it."

As soon as the voice fell, the old woman said loudly: "No! I will never sell medicines that can't cure people. This is cheating money."

Yi Ning looked at her dumbly, is there really such a pure and kind person in the world?

Seeing that the old woman was going to pull those who were trying to snatch the medicine, Yi Ning held her down and said solemnly: "Healing people's hearts is also healing diseases, they just want comfort in their hearts now, you are saving people if you sell them. Let them continue to entangle here, if anyone gets sick, everyone here will die."

The old woman was shocked by his words, and after a long time, she muttered: "Healing the heart is also healing..."

Seeing that she no longer objected, Yi Ning called the servant in the medical hall who was still protecting the herbs and sold the herbs to the people.

With the assistance of Yi Ning, people began to line up to pay the bills to buy medicine. Even the occasional arrogant and domineering people lost their minds when they saw Yi Ning's sword.

When the last commoner who bought the medicine left with Shuijiancao with tears in her eyes, the old woman sat on the bench blankly and said, "Healing the heart is also curing the disease. Who said this to you?"

Yi Ning was still thinking about the plague, and when she saw her asking, he said lightly, "It's what my fellow senior sister often said orally."

His senior sister Lan Shanyue is now married to a medical family. When she was young, Yi Ning could always hear her arguing with others about medical theory in the lecture hall.

This sentence was what Yi Ning heard at that time.

"Your senior sister..." The old woman looked dazed, and after a while she said dully: "It turned out to be an immortal."

Yi Ning thought her words were strange, but he didn't have time to think about it. Now he wants to know why there is no cure for this disease.

After he asked, the old woman smiled miserably: "It's not that there is no cure, this disease spreads very fast, its real name is scourge, and it used to be a plague that killed tens of thousands of people. And the one who can cure this disease The prescription has long since disappeared, and there is no way to find it."

"Have you tried your best to search, will there be any omissions? What is the name of the prescription?" Yi Ning asked quickly, as long as someone knew how to cure it.

The old woman restrained her expression and said lightly, "The recipe is called Que Sanchun, and it's not a secret recipe. I was fortunate enough to meet Que Sanchun's descendant ten years ago, but after that, Que Sanchun disappeared."

Que Sanchun...Yi Ning recited it several times in his heart, and then said, "So, is there a prescription that has the same effect as Que Sanchun?"

"If I'm not mistaken, your senior sister's surname is Lan." The old woman's eyes gleamed slightly, and she asked unreasonably.

Yi Ning was slightly startled, but he didn't expect this old woman to recognize his senior sister with just a few words. After hesitating for a moment, Yi Ning nodded and said, "But senior sister left the sect last year and returned to the Lan family in Yaoxianding to get married."

The old woman said excitedly: "It really is Miss Lan. She saved my life in Nanke Ze ten years ago. Since then, I have studied medicine for five years, practiced medicine for five years, and today, just to repay her."

It turned out to be such a story. Yi Ning remembered how cold, arrogant and tired of the world, her senior sister would even try to save people.

"The only medicine that has the same medicinal effect as Que Sanchun is the magical medicine in the Lan family's tomb. If you can ask Miss Lan to let you bring the magical medicine back to save people, I will be able to make the medicine for the plague. At that time, everyone in Nan Keze will be saved!" The old woman grabbed Yi Ning's arm excitedly, looking a little crazy.

But what kind of place is the Lan Family Mausoleum? He and Senior Sister are not familiar with each other, so how could he let him in to get the medicine?

Looking into the old woman's eyes, Yi Ning couldn't say anything else.

For the sake of the people of Nan Keze, it seems that he has to go to the senior sister's place.

Just thinking about it, suddenly the people who bought the water sword grass just now returned. Standing not far away, he pointed at Yi Ning.

"It's him."

"Yes, he is among the people in the portraits! He was the one who threatened us with a sword when he just came to buy medicine."

Yi Ning frowned slightly, faintly aware that something was wrong. Before he could speak, he heard one of them raise his voice and ask, "Did you just enter the city today?"

"Ask him what he's doing, tie him up first, and you'll know if you cut a piece of meat and taste it!"

Hearing this, Yi Ning's pupils shrank slightly. Sure enough, the rumors came. He thought it would be at least a few days, but he didn't expect that the black hand behind the scenes could not hold back so quickly.

He raised his sword in front of him and said coldly, "Where did you hear the rumors?"

Those people fell silent and looked at each other, as if they were concerned about Yi Ning's sword and did not dare to do it directly.

Yi Ning knew what they were thinking, and no matter what they said now, they would never hear them.

But Yan Xuan was probably still running around in various cities at this time, so he couldn't influence him.

That being the case...

Yi Ning raised his eyes and said, "The first person to tell me something, whether it's true or not, I'll cut the flesh and give it to him."

Those few people's eyes were slightly bright, but they still had a trace of reason: "Xianchang, it's not that we want to force you, it's because the old and young in the family are about to be killed by the plague, and we can't do anything about it! You say that you cut the flesh yourself. , how can we believe it?"

It seems that they still insist on trying to be stronger.

Yi Ning took a deep breath. If he didn't cut off a piece of meat now, he might not be able to deter them.

The person who came up with this plan is really vicious.

"Forget it," Yi Ning suddenly laughed lightly, "Since you all know that I am a cultivator, you must have seen cultivators kill people before, but you few, I'm afraid you won't even be able to touch me."

Fortunately, Yan Xuan often gave him good luck in the past few days, plus he had a lot of practice. Although there is no spiritual core, it cannot retain spiritual power, but at least he can use some simple moves.

He stretched out his hand to hold a sword flower, instilled a trace of spiritual power in it, and the sword body began to wrap around a thin layer of sword energy.

Even the 1/10,000th sword qi in the past is not as good as before, Yi Ning sighed in his heart, this sword qi can only deceive them for a while and will be discovered soon. Yi Ning raised his sword and looked at them and said, "People who cultivate immortals must not hurt the people, but if you insist on hurting me, don't blame me for being ruthless, sorry."

Those few people were frightened by Yi Ning, and no one dared to go up first.

Now that the plague has just begun to spread, if there is a chance, they will never do it easily.

Yi Ning seized their thoughts and said, "As long as you tell me what happened, according to what I said before, I will still cut the meat and give it to you, provided that my meat is really useful." After a while, he said again: "Of course, I just want to find out the truth of the matter. When I kill you all, there will naturally be a way to find out."

After saying this, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be influenced too much by Yan Xuan's stubborn temperament.

If Yan Xuan was here, he would definitely say the same.

The few people hesitated for a moment, and one of them couldn't help but opened his mouth: "Someone has put up a notice on the city gate with pictures of you and everyone in your group!"

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[Note]: "Shuijiancao can only be used to treat gluttonous ruffians who are not hungry, choked with diarrhea, or madness and epilepsy. It cannot cure their diseases at all, because this is not an ordinary disease, it is a plague!" Inside Shuijian The effect of grass comes from Baidu~