It was already evening when Fang Hong and Ding Mai walked out of the kitchen. At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and white light flashed from time to time, and thunder was coming, and it seemed that it was about to rain heavily.

"You distribute the pills, no matter whether it is a problem or not, each person will have one pill." Fang Hong handed the pills in a large porcelain bowl to Director Hou and ordered.

"Okay!" Director Hou took the pill and went to do it immediately.

"Doctor Fang, I've been busy all day, thank you so much!" Director Li said to Fang Hong.

However, Fang Hong suddenly bounced his index finger and an invisible energy shot towards Director Li.

Bang! A faint sound came from behind Director Li, and there was a strange stench in the air.

Director Li seemed to notice something abnormal and turned around to take a look, but saw nothing, so he thought it was an illusion and didn't care.

Then he took the pills assigned to him, and Director Li said to Fang Hong and Ding Mai: "Doctor Fang, Dr. Ding, you two have been busy all day, so have a good rest."

"Master, did you kill the golden-winged corpse gas bat just now?" After Director Li left, Ding Mai asked Fang Hong in a low voice.

Ding Mai saw Fang Hong’s actions just now.

"That's right." Fang Hong looked up at the dark sky and murmured: "A heavy rain is coming soon."

An hour later, good news came out of the Cultural and Sports Building!

After taking the medicine, all patients began to reduce their fever, the rash on their bodies subsided, and their physical condition improved rapidly.

Those with severe conditions need to rest in bed. Those with mild conditions will be fine.

People cheer, people run around and tell each other, and people hug each other!

This village, which had been covered by sorrow for several days, suddenly heard cheers everywhere!

Soon everyone knew that the reason why they were able to overcome difficulties this time turned bad luck into good fortune was entirely because of a young doctor named Fang Hong!

Under the leadership of Director Li, a large group of medical staff, military and police, as well as local cadres and people walked happily to Fang Hong's lounge and wanted to thank him.

"Everyone, everyone!" Seeing Director Li and the others from afar, Ding Mai quickly walked up to him: "Master, he is a little tired, and he is asleep now."

When Director Li heard this, he stopped and stretched out his hands to stop everyone, saying, "Doctor Fang is resting now. Let's not disturb him anymore. Let's thank him tomorrow."

Everyone left quickly, Ding Mai breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the lounge, and closed the door.

At this time, there was only Ding Mai in the lounge, and there was Fang Hong's shadow?

Rumble... After a few muffled thunders in the sky, it started to rain heavily

At the same time, on a rolling hill outside the village, a black figure suddenly appeared, like a leopard galloping on a rainy night.

Brush! Brush! Brush... The scenery behind him moved back quickly, and Fang Hong's eyes passed through the heavy darkness and rain and fog, and fell on a mountain in front.

“It’s there…”

There was a dark cave entrance that was as tall as a person. Due to heavy rains in the area, a landslide occurred there, thus revealing such a cave entrance.

Because of this, some very terrible things flew out from it

Since seeing Xiaofang's symptoms, Fang Hong immediately identified the so-called culprit of the epidemic - the Golden-winged Corpse Qi Bat.

A terrible existence unknown to the world!

In the blink of an eye, Fang Hong came to the front of the cave entrance. The entrance was dark and ignorant. Even with the lightning flashing from time to time in the sky, he could not see the situation inside clearly.

It's like a monster's mouth, full of gloomy and weird aura!

Of course, this is just for mortals. Even if Fang Hong does not release his mental power, he can look inside with his eyes alone.

Without any hesitation, Fang Hong crawled in.

Walking in, there is a man-built corridor. This corridor is made of large pieces of blue bricks and is covered with thick white paint. There are lifelike murals on the walls.

From outside to inside, the content of the first painting is a child who was inspired by a god-like person.

The second picture is about children growing up as teenagers, practicing hard.

Then the third to eighth paintings are painted as they are all kinds of cultivation and show off their power as they become adults.

The ninth and last one painted the man who ascended through the tribulation and successfully ascended to the immortal world!

Seeing this, Fang Hong's mouth curled up a disdainful arc. If the first eight paintings are a bit credible, then the ninth painting is purely just this person's yy, used to entrust a dream that is impossible to achieve after a lifetime pursuit.

Fang Hong continued to walk inside. After several twists and turns, many white and complete human skeletons appeared in front of him!

The skeletons are arranged in a very delicate manner, with the head facing the head in a round shape, like a blooming flower. There are three groups, each group of thirty-three, a total of ninety-nine.

Obviously, they were all placed here after being killed.

And all these skeletons are young women. In this case, there is a metaphor for "Nine Nine Return to Yin".

For ordinary people, this is undoubtedly a very terrifying and weird scene, but Fang Hong's eyes only stayed on the bones for a moment, and then continued to look forward.

Just about twenty meters behind these skeletons, at the end of this place, there is a huge wall carved with the pattern of ascension in the sun, and under the wall is a giant bronze coffin!

Looking at the bronze giant coffin that was half a person tall, Fang Hong's mouth curled up a trace of disdain again.

In fact, before coming, Fang Hong had expected that there might be a tomb of a cultivator nearby!

The evidence is the golden-winged corpse qi bats that suddenly appeared nearby and attacked humans. The golden-winged corpse qi bats are alien insects, which mainly have two functions: one is to drive the owner to attack the enemy, and the other is to guard the tomb and kill the tomb robbers.

Speaking of cultivators, they will die.

For those who practice the physical body realm, their lifespan limit is about 300 years old. If they enter the supernatural realm, they can reach 600-800 years old.

Only by entering the holy realm can a cultivator truly understand the world and achieve immortality.

Ascension in the sun and ascend to immortality is the ultimate goal of all cultivators, but since Pangu opened the world, how many cultivators have been able to succeed?

Most cultivators cannot resist the erosion of time, and in the end, like the countless beings, dust returns to dust and soil returns to soil.

The one who was lying in the bronze coffin in front of him was one of them.

This dead cultivator obviously still maintains the mentality of a secular mortal, that is, cherish his body and treat death as life. In order to prevent his tomb from being stolen, he will use ninety-nine living lives as feed for the golden-winged corpse qi bats to drive the golden-winged corpse qi bats to guard the tomb forever for the safety of his tombs.

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Chapter completed!