Tang Ning thought something. She heard from the villagers that the city class was obvious and that if she had reached the level of strength, she could not live in the city. Unexpectedly, she wanted to enter the city and needed identity proof.

Seeing her like this, the old man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't have it, I'll give you this piece." He took out a jade token from his arms and handed it to Tang Ning, and signaled her to follow him.

Tang Ning looked at it and saw the words Wuyou Valley engraved on the jade token. He was surprised. He followed the old man to see him take out an identity jade token and passed it. When it came to her, she also handed the jade token to the guard. The guard took it and looked back, handed it back to her with both hands, with his eyes still respectful.

After the two entered the city, the guard behind was still looking at them. Someone next to him asked, "Captain, what's wrong? But are there any identities of those two?"

"How could those two people from Wuyou Valley have any problems?" said the guard and murmured: "The people from Wuyou Valley rarely leave the valley. I didn't expect that they would come to our place. Perhaps, the people in the city will be saved."

The guard opened his eyes widened and said in surprise: "Wuyou Valley? But the Wuyou Valley with an immortal doctor? I heard that the people in Wuyou Valley are very good at medical skills. Could it be that the city lord invited me?"

"City Lord? Even the city lord can't invite people from Wuyou Valley. You have never heard of it. A lord once went to Wuyou Valley to seek medical treatment, but he couldn't even enter the valley gate? So I was surprised that people from Wuyou Valley would come here."

The guard said, "No, you have to report this to the city lord. You can guard the city gate, and I will go." As he said that, he quickly left.

When Tang Ning and the old man entered the city, they saw that there were no people on the streets in the city. However, those who should do business were still doing business. Whether on the street or at the door of the shop, they did not see anyone sick.

"Didn't it mean that everyone here is sick? Why doesn't they look like it?" Tang Ning said, looking around, but he didn't see anyone sick, even the clinic along the street was not a single person.

The old man walked along the way and bought ten meat buns and packed them into two small bags. He handed one to Tang Ning, picked up one and ate it himself, and said, "In my opinion, the aristocrats in this city must have locked all the sick people in the same place. If you don't believe it, I will ask someone to ask."

Hearing this, Tang Ning glanced at him and said, "There is a tea stall in front of you, go and have a seat." As he said that, he walked over there.

The old man followed him to the tea stall and sat down, and ate with the meat buns.

Tang Ning called a pot of tea and asked, "Brother, I heard that many people in the city are sick, but they haven't seen half of the patient?"

The man at the tea stall heard this and shook his head and sighed, "You must have come from other places, so of course I don't know. Look, no one has come out to walk around on the street, and the business is also bleak. Most of the sick people are slaves. They are all sent to the abandoned temple on the north mountain by the city lord. Guards are also sent to prevent them from running around. I heard that those people are crying and crying, which is very miserable."

Hearing this, the old man looked at Tang Ning, and his eyes seemed to be saying: Look, I'm not wrong, right?
Chapter completed!