Chapter 634 Disaster 3
Meng Li looked back and saw that the officers and soldiers on the city wall were also wearing masks that were tightly covered. Except for their two eyes, they had almost no skin exposed.

Similar to people in the capital, people who go out and walk in the streets and alleys now want to wrap themselves in several layers before going out.

I don't know if anyone in the capital actually got the disease. If so, maybe someone will secretly solve it.

The night was too dark, it seemed that she and Zheng Xian were not noticed.

Zheng Xian quickly handed Meng Li a mask and said:

"This situation is too serious. It has never been so serious before it came out."

"Save me, save me."

A woman struggled to get up from the ground, and staggered towards Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian couldn't help but backed away. These people are actually quite scary now, because they have been pushed to a desperate situation, and they can do anything.

Meng Li glanced at the mask, but couldn't figure out what material it was made of. It should be produced by a mall in the big plane.

I'm not too polite, I put on a mask to barely cover the stench and rotten smell that emanated from everywhere just now.

It feels easier to breathe.

The smell here is really bad, and it is obvious that the court can't control the situation now.

We can only keep people outside, but people outside want to go to Beijing to ask for help.

In fact, there are already some signs of moral collapse. When those in power want to do the same at the risk of infamy, the situation can be imagined.

That is to say, the original owner is a boudoir lady, I just heard about it, but never saw it with my own eyes.

Meng Li felt that it was better not to stay here for a long time, so he dragged Zheng Xian to build a passage and ran away.

This is a relatively empty place.

Zheng Xian said:

"I'll take you."

Zheng Xian released her mental power. Her mental power is relatively strong, covering a wide area, and she can barely distinguish the geographical location. Zheng Xian leads the way.

The two of them practiced lightness kung fu, Zheng Xian's speed was very fast, Meng Li had only practiced for a few days, it was a bit difficult to keep up.

He can only use his talent for running, and he can barely keep up.

When they arrived at a peach blossom forest, Zheng Xian grabbed a handful of stones and hit them in all directions, then led Meng Li to turn left and right, and entered the peach blossom forest. Inside were several houses with guardrails at the door.

It looks like a small farmyard, and the lights are still on.

Zheng Xian went in, and when he came out, it looked like a man and a woman, because they both wore Zheng Xian's masks and gloves.

The whole body is well protected.

The woman said to Zheng Xian:

"Master, you are here."

Zheng Xian asked:
"Are you still alive?"

The woman nodded and said:

"According to the medicine given by the master, I took it every day, but it didn't improve, and..."

Zheng Xian: "And what?"

"It's even worse."

Zheng Xian sighed, and said to a man and a woman:
"You are waiting here for me."

Zheng Xian took out a new set of gloves for Meng Li as if conjuring, and the two entered the room after they were equipped. Meng Li asked:

"How did you exchange it?"

Zheng Xian turned around suddenly, looked at Meng Li carefully, and said:
"I played mutant zombies in the last days before."

"I just want to exchange it, and I will encounter the end of the world in the future. Who knows that it will be used for this task. It's not too much now. My mall is still locked."

Meng Li: ...

It is hard to imagine what it would be like for the lively and enthusiastic Zheng Xian to play with zombies.

There was also a cloth curtain inside the room, Zheng Xian lifted the cloth curtain, and inside was a bed with a man lying on it.

Shirtless.

The man had rashes all over his body, and he scratched unconsciously with his hands, making blood stains all over the bed sheets, and his body was bloody.

Meng Li moved closer to the man, and saw that the man's face was blushing, and his breathing was heavy, as if he was suffering from a high fever.

And when you get close to the man, you can smell the rotten breath from the man's mouth and nose between his breaths.

Meng Li squinted his eyes and scanned the man's whole body with mental power, and the man suddenly sat up.

Fortunately, Meng Li reacted quickly, otherwise he would have bumped into a man.

Meng Li backed away abruptly, almost lost control of her figure. When she stabilized her figure, Meng Li saw the man scratching hard at her back, and blood beads came out one by one.

It seemed that he had caught enough, and the man lay down again, his consciousness was already very blurred.

I can't feel any pain in my body.

Meng Li said to Zheng Xian:

Hold him down for me. "

Zheng Xian took a rope and tied the man to the bed.

Wearing gloves, Meng Li lifted the man's eyelids and looked. The whites of his eyes were extremely cloudy. Meng Li pinched the man's mouth again. The man's tongue was yellow and greasy, emitting an indescribable smell.

From all aspects, a man in his prime looks like an old man in his twilight years.

Meng Li lifted the curtain and walked outside again, looking at the medicine jars placed on the ground outside, Meng Li asked Zheng Xiandu what medicinal materials he used.

Zheng Xian said everything.

In the end, he looked at Meng Li with piercing eyes:

"A Li, is there anything you can do?"

Meng Li shook his head:
"If it wasn't for your medicine, it feels like this man might have died a long time ago, but I think the situation is very bad. Even if there is medicine, it won't last long."

Meng Li spread his hands, his eyes helpless:
"And I can't think of any prescription that can solve the problem."

The imperial court had posted the imperial list long ago, and whoever contributed the prescription to control the plague would be willing to be named a marquis.

Batch after batch of mice were sacrificed, and batch after batch of people who presented prescriptions came, but nothing worked.

"It's a pity that there are no modern instruments, otherwise we may understand more."

Zheng Xian said with some disappointment.

Meng Li shook his head, pondered for a moment and said:

"Modern technology cannot conquer every virus."

"And the disease is coming on a rampage, exceeding the normal speed of transmission."

Zheng Xian sighed, Meng Li closed his eyes and sensed the will of heaven.

It's impossible for heaven to let this virus in the world, and then let everyone die, right?
Like this general direction of the will of heaven, Meng Li can capture a little bit of it through his talent.

But Meng Li didn't feel that Tiandao had the will in this regard, not at all.

Meng Li asked Zheng Xian: "Is this a normal plane?"

Zheng Xian tilted his head and said:
"Yes, I feel so."

Meng Li said:

"This disease cannot be cured, but it can be prevented if there is a prescription."

"But I can't think of any prescription that can prevent this."

The capital can't last long like this, the food in the city will always be eaten up, and there is no guarantee that these sick people will forcibly attack the city at that time.

If you get the disease, you won't die immediately, you still need to eat, and you still want to live.

At that time, it is estimated that my own safety cannot be guaranteed.

Zheng Xian frowned, looking at Meng Li:

"Why is my luck so bad?"

Meng Li expressed sympathy.

"Let's think about it when we go back." Meng Li supported his forehead, feeling a little worried.

 Thanks to Ruhua 1992, Mu Feier, Yu Ruochen, Hua Lianyin, Meng En's beloved monthly ticket and everyone's recommended tickets.

  
 
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