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Mr. Ye was startled, and quickly got up to meet the child who was running towards the crowd, and said, "Don't worry, Xiaoyou, take me to have a look first. By the way, tell me what happened just now, why Aunt Wu suddenly fainted. "

While pulling Mr. Ye's sleeve, Xiaoyou said: "I... I don't know what happened. After lunch, Brother Tong and I were playing by the river, and Aunt Wu was washing clothes not far away. , for some reason, she suddenly fainted. We, we were all terrified... No matter how much you shouted, she couldn't shout, Brother Tong told me to come and find you quickly."

Mr. Ye comforted Xiaoyou a few words, and walked quickly to the river.

The names of several villages had already been surrounded by the river, and when they saw Mr. Ye coming, everyone seemed to be relieved, and hurriedly made room for Mr. Ye to see Mrs. Wu.

Aunt Wu's face was pale, her breath seemed to be absent, and there seemed to be a faint red mark on her cheek. Mr. Ye only took one look, and his heart skipped a beat. He squatted down, and before his hand caught the pulse of Aunt Wu, There was a "boom" not far away, and Xiaoyou, who had been following behind him just now, also fainted.

Now the surrounding villagers were anxious, and kept asking: "Mr. Ye, what's the matter, what's going on?"

Mr. Ye frowned, and before he could speak, another village name ran over from the other side and shouted: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, my wife suddenly fainted for some reason!"

Mr. Ye knew something was wrong in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. He was afraid that it would cause panic in the villagers, so he collected his expression and said seriously: "Everyone, don't panic, send the fainted villagers to the hospital first, and don't do it yourself. Frighten yourself, and get confused." He paused, and then said: "Also, please tell each other, don't take water from this river again."

The villagers were stunned when they heard this, and said, "Why, is there a problem with this river?"

Mr. Ye shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, it's just in case." After speaking, he picked up Xiaoyou and walked to the medical center. When the villagers saw it, they hurriedly took Aunt Wu away. Lift it up and send it to the hospital.

Mr. Ye checked the pulse of everyone who fainted, and said in his heart: "The pulse of each of these people is floating and rootless. There is more than enough, but not enough. I am afraid that my deduction is correct. They are all poisoned, but spreading The speed is so fast, I'm afraid it will be another..."

Mr. Ye has not settled several patients here, but he has sent several villagers over there. In the evening, there is no place to stay in this small clinic.

Outside the house, Mr. Song and several villagers surrounded Mr. Ye to inquire about his condition.Mr. Ye just lowered his eyes slightly, and said with a tired expression: "Everyone, this disease... I can only control it now, but I can't cure it. And... the onset is so fast, I'm afraid it will be another epidemic..."

As soon as Mr. Ye finished speaking, everyone was silent. What happened today seemed to bring everyone back to three years ago. The same situation, the same state, the patients fell one by one, but only a small part The man stood up again.

Old man Song shook his head and sighed, "What kind of evil has attracted our village? We have been infected with the disease twice in the past three years."

Mr. Ye was startled for a while before saying: "...Sorry. This disease...With my ability, I'm afraid I can't do anything..."

"How can you blame Mr. Ye for this? No medical officer can guarantee that such a disease will be cured. If Mr. Ye is not here, I am afraid that the disease will spread faster."

Mr. Ye said: "Which sect of cultivating immortals near our village is it? Let's go for a walk one by one. This illness is sudden and weird. Don't be some evil spirit making trouble. They have to invite some Taoist priests to come and have a look. Rest assured."

One of the villagers said after hearing this: "Okay, I'll go to the Chanyi Pavilion now, and I guess I'll be back tomorrow morning."

Everyone chatted for a few more words and then they all dispersed. Mr. Ye went into the room to give the patients another injection, boiled the medicine, and tossed and tossed until midnight before leaning against the wall to rest for a while, thinking in his heart: "I hope this cicada will be so happy." The head of Yi Pavilion is a wise and decisive person, and he can send two helpers tomorrow."

In the end, Mr. Ye was very disappointed. Early the next morning, only the villagers who left yesterday came back alone.The head of Chanyi Pavilion is not only not a wise and decisive person, but a timid and indecisive person. When he heard that there was a disease in his own land, he drove out the villagers who went there without saying a word, fearing that he would also have the disease. Recruit yourself.Even though the villager begged and scolded all night at the entrance of the gymnasium, he didn't dare to come out and make a sound.

After hearing this, Mr. Ye didn't say anything, but went back to the house and continued to drink the medicine.Later, the villagers went to the Chanyi Pavilion three or four times, but they all returned without success, so they had to scold the turtle-like leader countless times in their hearts.

On the fifth day after the outbreak of the epidemic, Mr. Ye felt that it was not an option to go on like this, and was about to go to the Chanyi Pavilion to ask for it, but two people came to the door of the medical hall.

Before people could see the appearance, a clear and clear girlish voice sounded in his ear: "Senior brother, senior brother, what is this place?

Another warm and cold voice said: "Junior Sister, I accidentally heard that this village was infected with a disease in the Chanyi Pavilion that day. There may be some evil spirits. Our trip is for the experience of going down the mountain. If something like this happens, even if it is not In order to save people, I must take a look."

Mr. Ye's head got dizzy when he heard it in the room, and he wondered which family the two disciples outside were.The woman sounds like a pampered young lady, while the man... is talking nonsense, "even if it's not to save people"? ? ?Could it be that in his eyes, the life of this village is not as important as his own experience?What kind of way is this cultivation?

Mr. Ye was still thinking about what kind of monsters and ghosts the two outside were, but they had already entered the small courtyard of the hospital.

The girl looked innocent, her hair was combed into a high ponytail with a white headband, hanging behind her back, and her light yellow dress made her even more cute.And the man looks even more heroic, handsome, bright-eyed, cool and a bit noble, dressed in a light green Taoist robe, with a few branches of bamboo embroidered on the left sleeve, and a knot pinned to his waist. A dagger, you can tell it's not ordinary at a glance.It's really pleasing to see two people standing together, but what they say is not as flattering as their appearance.

The girl frowned slightly.Said: "Brother, is this a medical center? It's so poor that you have to cook a medicine in an outside hospital. How poor is this?"

After hearing this, Mr. Ye came out of the house with a smile on his lips: "The two of you came from a long way, and you are supposed to be a landlord, but your home is simple and poor, which is not as big as yours, which made you laugh. But I heard this What the girl is saying is that she has never seen such a medical clinic before, so she should come here to open her eyes, and save others from laughing at the two ignorant people."

Mr. Ye wanted to ridicule the girl, but the girl didn't respond, she just stared at Mr. Ye with her big eyes.

Mr. Ye looked a little uncomfortable, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean, Miss, is there something dirty on my face?"

After the woman in yellow heard this, her face turned red, she quickly lowered her head and whispered, "No...no...it's nothing..."

The man who was with her looked up at her junior sister, and said: "Junior sister is young, she offended this fellow Taoist, I will apologize for her. Wanwang fellow Taoist Haihan, don't take it to heart."

Mr. Ye smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is polite. I'm just an idle doctor in this village, and I can't be called a 'daoist friend'."

The man didn't talk to him after hearing this, he walked into the house alone to check on a few patients, and then went to the outer courtyard to look at the medicines that were boiling, and frowned slightly, as if he was about to say something, when he heard a noise outside the house, Several villagers shouted: "Mr. Ye! A cultivator is coming!"

Before Mr. Ye could answer, a few villagers who could not hold back their emotions rushed into the small courtyard, all of them excited: "The cultivators are here, and finally they can show us how this disease is caused!"

"That's right, I can finally let go of my hanging heart!"

"Hey, God bless you... Hey... Aren't these two little gods? You actually came here before us?"

When the woman in yellow heard it, she burst out laughing: "Hahaha, we are not some 'little gods', my name is Wan Yao, this is my senior brother Gu Xianzong, and we are disciples of Xuanqingtai."

After hearing this, Mr. Ye was stunned for a moment, and thought, "Xianzong? This name..."

Although the villagers haven't heard much about the name of cultivating immortals in the Jianghu, they have been tortured by old man Song's storytelling all day long, so they still have a little understanding of the affairs of the Jianghu.The old man Song said that this "Xuanqing Terrace" is currently the number one leader in cultivating immortals. When he was talking about this passage, it took him three days to finish it.

"Oh, it turns out that the Taoist friends from Xuanqing Terrace have gone down the mountain. We are really... Pengpi... Pengpi... Pengpi, what the hell!"

"..."

Mr. Ye hastily coughed twice, then continued in a low voice: "The fluffy pimples shine."

Gu Xianzong didn't care about the flattery of these villagers, he stared at the medicine jar thoughtfully and said, "It's a demonic cultivator, this is not an ordinary infectious disease, but an invasion of demonic energy, and the patients are all poisoned by demonic poison. "

Wan Yao glanced into the room, and said: "There are really evil spirits making trouble, your village is small and remote, how could you recruit such things?"

The villagers hurriedly said: "We are all honest and responsible people, and we will not mess with unclean things blindly! Then is there any cure for this evil poison?"

Gu Xianzong nodded: "No problem, this demon must be hiding around the village, just find it."

The so-called cultivating demons is the most inferior and least popular cultivation method among all cultivation methods.One is because cultivating demons is different from cultivating immortals, cultivating martial arts, etc. The key to becoming a demon cultivator is to sacrifice, abandon the most important thing in your heart, and endure the erosion of hundreds of demons and the gnawing of thousands of gus before you can become a demon cultivator.The second is the way to improve one's own cultivation, which is to kill people.Use your own magic energy as a weapon to infect your opponent. If you can't beat him, you have to wait for death.

Seeing the pale faces of the villagers, Wan Yao comforted with a smile: "Don't worry, only low-level demon cultivators will choose to infect ordinary people. Brother and I will live up to our trust!"

Hearing this, Mr. Ye said: "You two priests, I have an unfeeling request. This is to get rid of demons. Please let me follow."

As soon as this remark came out, the villagers panicked, and kept saying: "Mr. Ye, don't go, this is dangerous, don't let anything happen to you!"

Mr. Ye smiled and said: "Everyone, don't worry. I think this Wan Daoist is confident, so there shouldn't be any serious problems. Besides, the doctor's parents are worried. If I don't go and take a look, I'm afraid I won't be at ease."

Gu Xianzong looked at him sideways, and it happened that Mr. Ye also looked up. The two stared at each other for a moment, and Gu Xianzong said: "This gentleman can come if he wants."

The three of them and the villagers casually explained a few more words, and then walked towards the entrance of the village.Both Gu Xianzong and Wan Yao are cultivators of immortals, they walked lightly, and within a short while, they left Mr. Ye some distance away.

Gu Xianzong said: "Junior Sister, you are being rude today. The most important thing in our cultivation of immortality is to have a calm mind. Why do you keep staring at that gentleman?"

Wan Yao twitched her lips, "I can't reach your level, senior brother. That gentleman is really good-looking, so I took a few more glances."

Gu Xianzong nodded, and said: "It's really good. His eyes are like bright stars, and his appearance is extraordinary."

Wan Yao laughed immediately, "That's right, other than Senior Brother, he is the most handsome man I've ever seen, and when he smiles, his brows and eyes are crooked, so handsome."

Gu Xianzong said again: "Red lips, white teeth, and a tall and straight figure, you should be a good-looking talent."

The two of them boasted more than a dozen sentences like this, and Mr. Ye wished to find a place for him to listen behind him. He thought he was not a thin-skinned person, but now he also felt that his face was getting worse. Boiling, he thought: "What kind of immortals are these two people cultivating? Why do they sound similar to local hooligans? Don't let me get on some kind of thief ship."

Mr. Ye lowered his head and walked quickly, only to find that the two people in front of him had stopped and stared at him. Resisting the urge to run back immediately, he said, "You two priests, what's the matter?"

Wan Yao stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Ye's arm, pushed him forward, into Gu Xianzong's arms, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, I'm a bit shorter than my senior brother."

"..."

Mr. Ye rested his forehead with one hand, stepped back calmly, and said helplessly, "Wan Dao has long eyes."

Wan Yao waved her hand and smiled: "Mister, you are polite. By the way, I haven't asked you how to address him yet?"

The three of them had known each other for a long time, but they forgot to tell them their own names. Mr. Ye said softly, "My name is 'Ye' and I have no surname. If you two don't mind, you can call me Aye."

Wan Yao said: "Who would have a first name but no surname!"

Hearing this, Gu Xianzong shook his head lightly, and said seriously: "Junior Sister, don't ask too many questions." Then he looked at Mr. Ye and smiled, and said:

"Then, Aye, please give me more advice."