At midnight, a fire broke out outside the Linyin Town, hundreds of corpses were burned, and there was a burst of crying around them.

The fire was lit by Chang Sheng himself and it was not gradually extinguished after more than two hours. The corpse was burned to ashes along with the disease.

No one fell asleep in the town at midnight.

Ripe lime was sprinkled in front of and behind the doors of each household to disinfect, and all the villagers who were busy inside and outside covered their mouths and noses with cotton cloth.

That was the command of the immortal master. Whoever dared not do the same would be regarded as an alien by others and would be driven out of the town.

"Go home to rest after taking the medicine. Remember not to go out for three days, drink more water, and try to contact your family as little as possible."

Seeing the woman opposite taking two antibiotic pills, Chang Sheng waved his hand and signaled that the other party could leave, then rushed outside the door and ordered: "Next."

There are already a lot of antibiotics on two tablets, and Changsheng doesn’t have many medicines to take out. He can only move around the counter area, and he can’t get close to the medicine cabinet area where more medicines are stacked.

The woman's forehead was just hot and she had no more symptoms. After taking the pills, she left with great gratitude.

Then came a serious ill person who not only had fever but also coughed. He couldn't even walk on the road, but was carried in by his family.

"Release to the back."

Chang Sheng made a quick decision and ordered several people to carry the patients to the back house of the pharmacy, where more than a dozen serious patients had gathered, all of whom fainted from high fever and were dying.

It is useless for these serious patients to take oral pills and can only get injections, and the number of injections that can be taken out in normal times is even smaller.

When the patient's family was driven away, Chang Sheng personally injected streptomycin into the newly arrived seriously ill patient. These modern medical equipment must be troublesome for outsiders to see, so he could only do it himself.

"There are not much medicine anymore, it depends on your luck."

Shaking his head, Chang Sheng sighed, turned around and returned to the big house that was regarded as a temporary clinic, and continued to check the situation of the townspeople.

With the means and energy of the Changsheng, he could only do this. In fact, he was not sure whether he could protect the people of Linyin Town.

After rubbing his forehead, Chang Sheng looked out the night window.

"I hope that Wang Wuming can return to the sect soon. If the Jindan elder of Qianyun Sect arrives in time, Linyin Town will be saved..."

Although he had a pharmacy in his mind, the power of Changsheng still seemed insignificant in this area where the plague broke out. He had to pin his hopes on Wang Wuming and on the real master of Qianyun Sect.

If you want to keep the casualties in Linyin Town at the lowest point, only Qianyun Sect takes action.

This is a permanent wish.

He didn't want to watch the people of Linyin Town die, he didn't want to see the lives passing by.

Because he has experienced too many bumps and dislocations, and has also seen too many separations of life and death.

However, the Five Kings, who were given the most respected ones, not only failed to return to the sect in time, but did not even go out of the area of ​​Chashan.

When the scout retreated, Wang Wuming felt more and more that something was wrong.

The plague without warning, the sudden army was sealed in the small town in the mountains...

"What's wrong, this plague is coming strangely. It's impossible for ordinary snakes, insects, rats and ants to spread the disease so quickly, not to mention that there are red-eyed rats and bears inhabiting the mountain belly."

The more I thought about it, the worse it became. Wang Wuming seemed to see a mist covering Linyin Town's head.

"Is it possible that someone did this plague on purpose?"

Wang Wuming felt palpitations and was not idle at his feet while talking to himself. Finally, he bypassed the army in the distance.

After walking around for half a night, Wang Wuming stood in a forest and planned to take a rest. He was about to look up at the sky when he suddenly heard that the wind was bad behind him was not good.

call!

The wind was just behind my head, as if something was coming quickly.

not good!

Wang Wuming was shocked and hurriedly cut the sword backwards.

In desperation, Wang Wuming slashed the Kong with one sword, but the thing that rushed behind him hit the target.

Click!

Squeak!

With a rat cries, a big mouse with black hair on its body had already bit Wang Wuming's shoulder.

"Monster Beast!"

Wang Wuming shouted loudly, and when he saw clearly the black rat that bit him, he was suddenly shocked.

"Black-toothed rat!"

Recognizing that the monster that bit him was actually the most difficult black-toothed rat, Wang Wuming's face turned completely pale. He gritted his teeth, turned his sword and chopped it down on his shoulder.

With a click.

Flesh and blood flow.

The black-toothed rat was cut off with a piece of King Wu's flesh and blood.

Dingdengdeng retreated repeatedly, Wang Wuming immediately cut off one of his arms, and then saved his life.

Black-toothed rats can create plagues and contain highly poisonous teeth. If they are bitten, monks in the Qi Refining Stage will undoubtedly die unless they take the antidote immediately.

Wang Wuming did not have the antidote of the Black Tooth Rat. If he wanted to save his life, he could only cut off the bitten flesh and blood.

In the midst of severe pain, Wang Wuming calmed down instead.

The monster appeared too suddenly, and it was a black-toothed rat of the level of monster...

Wang Wuming is not a new disciple. He has been in Qianyun Sect for some time and has no experience, but he is not inferior to other similar levels. He has already thought of something at this time.

It seemed that he was confronting the black-toothed rat, but Wang Wuming began to be on guard all around and looked vigilant.

call!

The black-toothed rat with a whispered hair screamed and rushed over fiercely again.

Wang Wuming waved his long sword with one hand to resist, and the true energy splashed on the blade, forming a three-foot sword wind.

Although the black-toothed rat had sharp teeth, it did not dare to force magic weapon. Its claws leaped to the side to avoid the sword energy.

The black-toothed rat was temporarily shocked, and without waiting for Wang Wuming to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly slashed a sword from the slanting stab.

The sword light came very suddenly, as if it was slashing out from the void and heading straight to Wang Wuming's face.

Click!!

With the horizontal sword blocking, Wang Wuming was ready, and was cut through cracks or even gaps with his magic weapon, and finally barely blocked the fatal blow.

"Did you find me?"

As the sword light dissipated, the master of the long sword gradually emerged.

A tall and white strange man appeared in front of Wang Wuming's eyes, with a talisman on his body. When the person appeared, the black-toothed rat actually jumped onto the person's shoulder with a whoosh.

"Invisibility Talisman... The black-toothed rat you raised!" Wang Wuming took a few steps back and said in a low tone.

The cultivator who can raise black-toothed rats has a higher level than the five kings of Kings. It seems that the other party is at least a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"I am a disciple of Qianyun Sect. Who is your lord? Why do you poison the people of Linyin Town with black teeth!" Wang Wuming asked in a deep voice.

"It turns out he is a great disciple of Qianyun Sect."

The tall monk smiled faintly, and a silver light suddenly appeared in his eyes, saying, "Don't you think you know a lot? Many secrets will kill people. Go, go where you should go..."

The silver light in his eyes exuded a gentle and weird luster. In this luster, Wang Wuming's eyes became dull and slowly walked towards the depths of the jungle.

Step by step, staggering and numb. At this time, Wang Wuming was like a puppet carrying a thread.

Crack, Crack.

In the mountains and forests at midnight, the sound of digging soil came.

Under the cold moonlight, the digging soil was filled back by the digging people...
Chapter completed!