My feud with the protagonist is as deep as the sea [Quick Transmigration]

Taking advantage of everyone's attention being attracted by the state of the little junior sister, Lu Ri pushed Yue Heng back to the bed, stood up quickly, coughed, put on a cold face again as if nothing had happened, and said, "Plague?"

This matter is indeed extremely important, not to mention that my senior brother suppressed the whole scene with a cold expression. No matter how curious they were, the Qingzong disciples could only quickly return to the main point of the matter.

"Yes, senior brother," they said, "there are sick people who have come down the mountain to seek help from the sect."

The Tongzhou epidemic is one of the important turning points in the protagonist's life.

Troubled times are the most heroic, and the darlings favored by fate often grow up in the cold iron and scorching fire, wandering the dark night of the times, walking all over the land of suffering, as the stage for the son of destiny, and it is not a stable Kangping prosperous age.

During the reign of Ganjin, there was a severe drought in Tongzhou for nine years, the most severe since the spring sowing season, and there has been no rain in June.Large tracts of fertile land were scorched into dried-up wasteland, and the cracked soil rolled up to the scorching hot sun and the scorching sun. Countless civilians who used to cultivate their health and rest on the land dug the ground with their claws in an attempt to get tree roots to satisfy their hunger.

At that time, human flesh in Tongzhou City was sold at an estimated price, and some women even sold their bodies for two catties of human flesh to support their seriously ill husbands. The woman boiled her child and drowned.

The heavy rain in the early morning ended the severe drought in Tongzhou, but it heralded a new disaster. The plague that had only sporadically appeared in the southern border gradually spread to Tongzhou. Stick to the ground, dehydrate and die.

During the three reincarnations, the entire Qingzong died of the disease.

In the first three reincarnations, Lu Ri didn't care about this matter. After all, the protagonist was covered in blood and was dying of serious injuries.

But this time is different, Yue Heng is alive and well, Lu Ri is thinking about the embarrassing incident just now, and simply said: "Now the master is in the closed door, and I will handle the affairs of the sect. Ah Chun."

The little junior sister who was standing there sullenly suddenly became energetic: "Yes, senior brother! I am here."

"Tell me what you think of the matter."

The little junior sister thought about it seriously: "Send a few senior brothers to have a look. If they can't solve the disease, then advise them to find a doctor by themselves. Qingzong is not a medical center. Of course, we must prevent them from entanglement, so it is best to bring a few Sword, after all, since ancient times, doctors and patients have many disputes..."

"……wrong."

Where did this child come from with so many advanced ideas and disputes between doctors and patients?

Seeing the rumors about the Qingshan Immortal before, she simply proposed to surround Qingshan and collect money from everyone who came in. She listed a lot of plans. Hijiu subtly felt that what she wanted to talk about might actually be tickets.

He said: "No matter what, let's go down the mountain and have a look first. Others, stay on the mountain."

The eyes behind him were fixed on him all the time, so hot that no one could ignore him, Lu Ri had no choice but to turn around, look at Yue Heng, and said, "Follow me."

After a pause, he seemed to casually call out the boy's name only once: "Yueheng."

After being pushed away mercilessly by Lu Ri, Yue Heng just sat there, didn't listen to what they said, just unconsciously pinched his arm tightly with his fingertips, even though it was so deep that his fingernails left bleeding marks, he didn't notice it at all. pain.

At this time, the man suddenly called out, and raised his head subconsciously. Seeing that he took down the Han Fengyi sword from the wall and stuffed it into his hand, he raised his head subconsciously and said, "Give it to me?"

Lu Ri was very satisfied with the current height gap. After a year, this kid almost took special height-enhancing drugs, and he grew taller than him.

Feeling secretly refreshed, he squatted down halfway, took Yue Heng's hand, and stroked the cold black scabbard with his fingers.

"To a swordsman, the sword is the heart of the sword." He said, "The sword is in your hands, and it is only for you from now on. However, only the strong will not let others take the sword in their hands."

Those black eyes were like dark green rivers flowing in the abyss, the water was clear and cold.

"Become stronger."

After leaving these words, Lu Ri simply got up and went to give orders to the other juniors and younger sisters, thinking in his heart how handsome he was, how he had the demeanor of a mysterious and peerless master who was hit by the protagonist, naturally he didn't notice that he was getting more and more serious when he turned around. Heng subconsciously reached out and touched his skirt.

But just brush it off.

He froze for a moment, rubbed his fingers unconsciously, and then thought of something, looked at the back of the cold and reticent man, suddenly raised the corners of his lips slightly, and gripped the Han Fengyi sword in his hand even tighter.

this sword.

mine.

As soon as Lu Ri brought a few people down the mountain, he heard the pained panting sounds from below. When he turned the hillside, he saw a few people lying beside the big rock on the way up the mountain, wailing in distress.

The juniors next to him secretly gasped.

That's definitely not a pretty picture.

Thick white mold grew out of the festering wounds like spider silk, entangled the person on the ground, the skin and flesh were festered, and pus flowed out. It seemed both disgusting and painful.

Yue Heng stood there, frowning.

appeared again——

those pictures.

But in the flashing picture, although there were also people crying in pain and black water flowing from their mouths and noses, they were all wearing the costumes of this sect.

"Are you scared?"

Yue Heng heard the man ask coldly.

He raised his head, looked at the expressionless face of the other party, and suddenly saw the man standing in front of the mountain gate that was full of flames.

Calmly and without pain, he stared blankly at the sect that was targeted by the eye of calamity and set fire to it with his own hands.

Only the hand that tightened his grip at that time was so hard that Yue Heng felt extremely painful.

"I will not hate you, Yueheng." In the firelight, the other party said softly, "You are the child of destiny."

Then, until the sword edge pierced the emperor's chest, the swordsman, who was blind and hands crippled and could no longer hold a sword, said to him——

"I really, really hate you, Yue Heng."

"It's nothing." Yue Heng said, and he added, "Master."

I need to find out the truth behind these flashing pictures with my own hands.

The swordsman glanced at him coldly, noncommittal to the title, and then strode up before his juniors reacted and stopped him.

The townspeople who often live at the foot of the mountain all recognize Lu Rijiu, although they don't know his true identity at all, and treat him as a living god on their own.Every time he goes down the mountain, he will pull him with a flushed face, asking for wealth to come in, family luck, prosperity, descendants, and some places to stand upright——

Although there is only one on the way, cough, I can't help, but the advantage is that every time I go back to the mountain, I can carry all kinds of chicken, duck, fish, rice, oil, salt, and a few notes of incense that I haven't lighted.

[The active skill [humanoid self-propelled penicillin] is activated, and the host has activated the immune function of infectious diseases. 】

[...Observation completed.These people are hopeless, sorry, Overlord. 】

You can tell at a glance.

Lu Ri was already familiar with this plague, and he had seen countless dead.The juniors of Qingzong could only watch their senior brother squat down next to those people with tangled faces, and said something to them. After struggling, those people showed painful but relieved smiles.

Then, he stood up, drew the sword out of the sheath in Yue Heng's eyes that widened suddenly, the flashing sword light drew a bright trace in the air, as cold as water, and then black blood suddenly splashed out.

It was undeniably beautiful.

Just because there are flowers.

After the heavy rain in the early morning, it was sunny and the ground was red.

The sword glow fell between him, death, and pain.And he stands on the flower.

Like petals falling into a silent lake, crystals like ice appear on the surface of the water.Even if it is a murderous sword move, in his hands, it is like broken flowers and fallen flowers, breaking through the shackles, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

When he retracted his sword and turned back, a black blood splattered on his face, but his expression was still indifferent. Thousands of bright reds that were drenched by the rain swelled on the branches behind him, but this person seemed inexplicably far away and desolate.

"Don't touch these corpses, call the people who deal with the disaster from the government." Lu Ri instructed his juniors.

Then put the sword back into its sheath.

Yue Heng keenly felt that the pair of hands holding the sword, which never trembled at all, lost their level for some reason when retracting the sword, and the blood-stained sword body fell into the scabbard again, but there was a slight bump when entering the scabbard. It made a clear sound like the collision of jade.

caught something.

He lowered his head in a panic to hide the emotion surging out of his chest for a moment, and his eyes were still peeping at the figure of the man.

Those deep black eyes were still bright, and his expression was still ruthless, but there was no doubt——

Under that high and cold Cangshan-like skin, the weakness of being an ordinary person is revealed in an instant.

【I'm so sad, System. 】

Lu Ri said in his heart.

[This is my favorite piece of clothing, blood is stained on it, but the fabric is extremely difficult to wash, so I'm sorry. 】

The system quietly pretended to be dead, and it was also kind.

The author has something to say:

Yueheng's current feelings for Lu Rijiu——

Whether it is a mixture of the emphasis on reincarnation memory, the amazement of inhumans, the unspeakable love at first sight, or the protagonist's natural use of mentality, it is a matter of opinion.