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Chapter 22 The world is hot and cold

On the mountain road not far from Linyin Town, several corpses were upside down.

Before we got closer, the few people didn't know it was a corpse, and they thought it was some stones. When we got closer, we heard a buzzing sound. A large area of ​​flies were frightened away, and then the original appearance of the corpse appeared.

It is said that it is a corpse, but it has no human form, and it is rotting everywhere in its body. You can even see some maggots rolling between the rotting flesh and blood.

"Why are you dead? It's so unlucky." Pang Feng pinched his nose with his fat hands and felt sick.

"There are no wounds, it doesn't seem like I was killed." Wang Wuming observed the surroundings carefully. It was very close to Linyin Town, and you could see the eaves and roofs of the town.

The danger does not come from the outside world, the cause of death of these corpses is somewhat strange.

"It should be the people of Linyin Town, just a few mortals died, so it's a big fuss." Guo Chen didn't care.

"It seems like I died of illness."

Chang Sheng frowned, squatted in front of a corpse, and used a branch to push away the hair of the corpse's face.

There was no blood on his pale face, his pupils were dark, his expression was ferocious, and even his teeth were almost bitten off by himself. It can be seen that this man suffered great pain before he died.

There is no obvious wound on the body, and it is possible to roughly determine that the cause of death is not external force. Since it is an internal factor, there is only one possibility.

Poisoned or sick.

Chang Sheng studied medicine. He was not unfamiliar with corpses and quickly made his own judgment. However, at this time his eyes suddenly fell on the pale face of the corpse.

"Sun Laoqi!"

Chang Sheng was surprised that the body in front of him was not someone else, but the one who beaten up by him two days ago, Sun Laoqi, who stole Xiao Wuyin Leaf.

I was still alive two days ago, but why is it now a dead person?

Looking at the other corpses around him, Chang Sheng found that these people were Sun Laoqi's followers and thugs at that time, and they were all rogues who had been taught a lesson by him.

Did he take too much action and beat these people to death?

The question was quickly overturned, and Chang Sheng knew very well how he took action at that time.

Don’t look at Sun Laoqi being beaten into a pig’s head seven, it would be fine if it was raised for ten days and half a month, and it would not hurt the internal organs at all.

Chang Sheng was very familiar with fighting, and although Sun Laoqi and other bandits were hateful, they should not die. He did not kill him at that time.

Since you were not beaten to death, you can only be the death of illness or poisoning that was inferred earlier.

"What's the good thing about the corpse? Let's go." Guo Chen pinched his nose in disgust and walked around the corpse.

"Why don't you die far away? A group of unlucky people." Pang Feng followed with a dry retching, and even Wang Wuming didn't look at the body.

"Don't you bury it?" Chang Sheng stood up and said.

"Buried?" Guo Chen seemed to hear some joke and sneered: "Buried a few mortal corpses? Are they worthy of it!"

"It's not because of being kinship, who would care about mortal corpses?" Pang Feng also felt contemptuous.

Seeing that Wang Wuming didn't say anything, he seemed to agree with the two people's views, and Chang Sheng stopped talking.

It is better to find someone to dispose of these corpses later. If left unattached, it is easy to cause plague.

Bypassing the corpse, the group soon arrived at the gate of the town.

Before he could enter Linyin Town, Changsheng discovered that the town was different from two days ago.

The street trading became much colder, and the hawking sounds were not heard. The people on the road were in a hurry, and many people coughed continuously. An 80-year-old man fainted on the side of the road without anyone asking about it.

"What's wrong with the town? Everyone is sick?" Pang Feng was puzzled and waited around.

"Stop! Stop leaving!" Guo Chen made a quick decision and stopped at the gate of the town.

"What's wrong, the residents in the town seem to be sick. Could it be..." Wang Wuming's tone was a little heavy.

"plague."

After Chang Sheng said the two terrible words, the other three retreated repeatedly and directly retreated from the town, with the fear in their eyes as much as seeing a rat bear.

The terrible plague is like a natural disaster for ordinary people and is simply irresistible.

Even if a cultivator is indifferent to the situation, he will be infected and die on the spot when facing a large plague area.

In the eyes of cultivators, plague is a highly poison that spreads very quickly and is highly contagious, which is difficult for low-level disciples in the Qi Refining Stage to resist.

Unless there is an antidote, no one is willing to step into the epidemic area.

"It should be. This plague came suddenly. We were drinking in the town two days ago, but unexpectedly, a natural disaster occurred two days later." Wang Wuming said in a deep voice.

"It's so bad luck. I didn't get the femur rice, and I lost the prey and mink. I wanted to have a big drink and catch up with the plague." Pang Feng cursed.

"Since we can't eat, then let's say goodbye. You two won't give it to me." Guo Chen bowed his hand and was about to leave as he spoke.

Wang Wuming also bowed, but Chang Sheng stopped the other party in one step.

"So many people in the town are sick, are you leaving?" Chang Sheng said in confusion: "We are cultivators, and we should find ways to control the epidemic as soon as possible, as long as the epidemic does not spread..."

"You also know that we are cultivators. Do you want us to take the risk to save these ordinary people?" Guo Chen interrupted Chang Sheng and looked at Chang Sheng like a fool.

"We are high-ranking cultivators, how could we take risks for mortals? They just die if they die. There are many mortals in the world, what is the point of dying a few?" Pang Feng said with a lip.

"What's the point of dying a few? This is a town with at least tens of thousands of people!" Chang Sheng glared at his eyes. Although those dead fish eyes were a bit ridiculous, more of them were persistence.

"So what?" Guo Chen said coldly: "Ten thousand mortals can't compare to my life. Their lives are worthless."

Pushing Chang Sheng away, Guo Chen and Pang Fengyang left without even looking back.

The disciples of Longyan Sect who can wade through the perfume rice are ignored by the forest town that may be surrounded by plague.

In their eyes, their lives are much more valuable than the lives of ordinary people in this town.

Looking at the two people who were leaving, Chang Sheng felt his heart heavy at this moment.

The warmth and coldness of human feelings, the coldness of the world.

The afterglow in the sky became darker and darker, and the shadows that were often born grew longer and longer, and finally merged into the shadows at the gate of the town.

"uncle!"

A crisp shout came from one side, and a little girl named Afeng ran closer and looked at Chang Sheng in surprise.

"Uncle, can you cure Xiao Wu? His head is very hot and he keeps coughing. He has been sleeping for a day, just like when his mother was sick."

A Feng's eyes were red and swollen, and there was a strong expectation in her eyes.

"Xiao Wu is sick? How is your mother?" Chang Sheng squatted down and asked.

"My mother died, she died the day before yesterday, and the body was still in the room..." A Feng's eyes dimmed.

"Diet... the plague! Why is Xiao Wu with the corpse?" Chang Sheng suddenly became angry.

"My mother is dead and she will have to be sanited. She will not be buried in three days." A Feng didn't know why this uncle suddenly became angry and said timidly.

Only then did Chang Sheng realize that Afeng and Xiao Wu's mother were sick because of the plague infection, and Xiao Wu was unfortunately infected with the plague.

"Senior Brother Wang, we can't stand by death and refuse to save us!" Chang Sheng suddenly stood up and looked at Wang Wuming.
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