The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

The situation in the city is not much better than the situation outside the city, but it can be seen from the outside, unlike the people outside the city, it looks like a walking corpse, which looks terrifying, like a ghost crawling up from hell .

At this moment, Yin Zhaoren and the others also began to see that something was wrong.

"If the people outside the city were in such a serious state, it would be impossible to live, but they..." Yin Zhaoren paused, "But they can still breathe, walk, and even have the strength to shout loudly."

"That's right, it's not the same as the plague in the past in the Jin Dynasty. It seems that it is really a man-made disaster..."

When it comes to man-made disasters, Yin Zhaoze's expression is even more dignified, because natural disasters are uncontrollable, you can only continue with what God gives you, but man-made disasters, if it's just Fengcheng, it's okay, I'm afraid that the people behind it will call other places or even turn the capital into what it is today. Fengcheng looks like this.

Ronghua knew what they were worried about, and comforted him, "Don't worry, the capital is a place with dragon spirit, and it is impossible to become like Fengcheng with blessings."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions improved obviously, and now they still have to focus on Fengcheng, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it must be managed.

As soon as he entered the city, Ronghua called everyone to take action. Although they brought their own medicinal materials, it was obvious that the situation in Fengcheng was much more serious than he expected, so Yin Zhaohan asked the guards to go out to search for the missing medicinal materials. Not enough It is even more necessary to go up the mountain to collect herbs.

"What else do you need to prepare?" Yin Zhaoren and Yin Zhaoze went out to arrange matters, while Yin Zhaohe followed Ronghua.

"Ask someone to clear out the center of the city, build a platform, and prepare a cauldron. No, the cauldron is too small. Prepare a cauldron that can withstand the flames. The more the better, and firewood..." Ronghua Instructed in no detail.

"Okay, I see, Monastery Master." Yin Zhaohe nodded and led the people down.

The treatment of the plague was urgent, and if it was delayed for a while, some people might die, so after staying in Fengcheng for three days, everyone finally prepared all the things to be prepared, and under Ronghua's instructions, they put all the things in the center of the city that had been cleared out .

There are countless cauldrons, firewood, and piles of medicinal materials. When people infected with the plague saw it, they wanted to steal some to treat their illnesses, but the surrounding area had already been strictly guarded by soldiers sent by Yin Zhaoren. It could succeed, but because of this, more and more people began to gather under the platform.

When Ronghua came over with Yin Zhaohan and others, there were already dense heads of people below, and some people heard that Ronghua was going to treat the plague here. If the mat is dragged, it must be dragged.

The three days are short, and Yin Zhaoren and Yin Zhaohe are the busiest. They have to understand the situation with the officials of Fengcheng, and they have to appease the people in the city who think that Ronghua is the evil way and the culprit. They have not closed their eyes for two nights. Black and blue marks began to appear in the fundus of his eyes, but fortunately, his spirit was not bad.

Standing on the platform, Ronghua said, "Send someone to notify you, let those who are sick or not sick come out of the house and stand on the open space with no cover on their heads. They don't need to come here, but they can't Hide inside."

Although some Fengcheng officials didn't understand Ronghua's request, they didn't dare to disobey. They could only send someone to order again. If they encountered people who didn't carry out or couldn't get up from the house, they would be forced to take them outside the house.

So, a group of servants or guards who wrapped themselves tightly and covered their mouths and noses with masks began to pass orders from door to door.

Some people simply don't think that prosperity can cure the plague. Since ancient times, where there is a plague, it is not waiting to meet death. Some lucky people who were not infected with the plague have already fled this ghost place.

Wherever there is a plague, no matter how powerful the doctor is, it is impossible to cure it. The final result is that the doctor also dies, and this place gradually becomes a deserted city.

When they knew about the arrival of Ronghua and others, some people were completely indifferent, so when the guards broke in and forced them to leave the house and go outside, these people's faces began to show expressions of fear.

"No, no, there is a plague outside, you can't go out..." Skinny and skinny, no matter how frightened he was, he had no way to resist, so he could only be dragged out of the house forcibly by the guards.

Some people were crying, watching their half-dead relatives being dragged out and thrown on the ground as if they were discarded, they couldn't help crying, saying that the officials above would not let people live.

However, these guards have been ordered a long time ago, knowing that this is to save lives, and time is running out, so they can't allow them to explain more. Moreover, even if they explain, they can't explain it clearly to these people, because just Even they didn't know how Ronghua was going to save people.

Just when many people complained about Ronghua's actions, Ronghua also started to get busy on the stage.

He asked people to move all the cauldrons in front of him, put them in a circle, and at the same time put the firewood under the cauldron. Some people below began to wonder what Ronghua was going to do, and such a similar situation couldn't help but make Fengcheng The common people remembered the scene of praying for rain before Ronghua.

It has to be said that the previous rumors did play a more or less role. People can't help but think that the reason why the plague is rampant in Fengcheng is all because of Ronghua's prayer for rain before Ronghua.

Otherwise, why did the plague only come to Fengcheng instead of other places.

The rain that fell was not a blessing, but a source of disaster, and the culprit was not the glory that prayed for the rain.

Because of this, when they saw the scene on the platform similar to that of praying for rain before, commotion began below.

"He is a demon. We got the plague because of him. We can't ask him to see a doctor. He will die..."

"There are so many cauldrons on it, could it be that they are boiling medicine?"

"The demon way harms people, we should burn them to death... Tell the demon way to get down..." Some people with angry expressions began to gather towards the platform, and they wanted to climb up, but were guarded by the surrounding people. The guard stopped him with a gun.

There were more and more voices from below, and they were also getting louder. Ronghua turned a deaf ear to it and concentrated on preparing. As he said before, whether he is a demon or not will naturally be judged after the plague is cured.

"Quiet!" Yin Zhaoren took a step forward and sternly shouted, "My prince is here, let me see who dares to make a mistake."

Yin Zhaohe and Yin Zhaoze also stood up together, while Yin Zhaohan stood beside Ronghua, looking down with cold eyes.

After all, the imperial authority is so important that the people below dare not do it again.

"Okay, come back, we're going to start refining medicine." Ronghua greeted, and asked Yin Zhaoren and others in front to come back.

Rong Hua glanced at the dark area below, stood up and came to the edge of the platform and said, "Today I am refining medicine here to completely eradicate the plague in Fengcheng. At that time, I think you should still remember it fresh, I'm afraid you also know in your heart whether the rain is a blessing or a source of disaster..."

Speaking of this, there is no need to go on, saying that he is a demon is just instigated by some caring people, and under the instigation of these people, these desperate people who are dying at any time are just looking for a reason to comfort them .

After finishing speaking, Ronghua no longer cared about the people below, turned around and returned to the cauldron, with his sleeves raised, and when he waved them, the firewood under the cauldron was immediately ignited.

There were several "boom" sounds, and the flames that ignited suddenly shocked the people below, so they could only watch in amazement, and dared not speak again.

The scorching fire was flickering, Ronghua's hands formed seals, and the medicinal materials began to fly into the pot one by one. Under the almost miraculous operation, the people of Fengcheng or the guards from the capital began to hold their breath and watch Following Ronghua, he began to refine medicine.

Every move is pleasing to the eye, not to mention that with the addition of medicinal materials, a trace of the aroma of medicinal materials began to waft out of the cauldron, and the people who smelled this smell began to feel their bodies suddenly feel comfortable.

The body that has been suffering from illnesses for several days began to make thirsty sounds, causing the people to involuntarily sniff their noses.

On the stage, Yin Zhaoren and the others could see it more clearly.

After the medicinal materials were put into the cauldron, for some unknown reason, the originally distinct medicinal materials gradually turned into a flowable liquid under the roasting of the flame, and also began to gradually change from the initial gray color to a milky white color.

The officials of Fengcheng opened their mouths wide open. Originally, they had no hope that Ronghua could eradicate the plague, but now, they couldn't help but smile. Fengcheng might really be able to eradicate the plague.

The firewood would be burnt out quickly, and during this period, Ronghua also asked the surrounding guards to start adding firewood to the cauldron.

The firewood is of wood nature, and it has the atmosphere of popularity and fireworks, which is different from the flames produced by him, and the liquid medicine burned with firewood will be more effective.

Finally, after burning continuously for at least half an hour, Ronghua started to wave his hands to extinguish the flame under the cauldron. At this time, the servants or guards who went out to call the people in the house came back intermittently.

Seeing this, Yin Zhaoren walked to Ronghua's side and said, "Monastery Master, it's time to start."

Ronghua nodded, the power of intertwining his hands was contained in his palms, and then they each turned into butterflies and birds and flew into the pot, and everyone saw countless balls of medicinal liquid flying out of the pot.

The people below exclaimed, raised their heads and pointed at the liquid medicine in the air, the aroma made them extremely comfortable, no one doubted that it was not a life-saving thing.

Ronghua raised his hands upwards, and then the medicinal liquid began to rise into the air. Immediately afterwards, Ronghua began to close his eyes, make mudras with his hands, and sit cross-legged.

The medicinal liquid disappeared after it lifted into the sky, but the sky began to darken. There was no thunder, and the heavy rain was caught off guard. No, this was not rain, but a medicinal liquid with a medicinal smell.

These liquid medicines turned into rainwater and poured on every common people in Fengcheng who needed it.

The people looked dazed, stretched out their hands to take the liquid medicine, and watched the slightly transparent liquid melt into their bodies, and then, the dilapidated body, wounded arms, legs, body, etc. began to heal slowly, glowing. vitality.

And those people who were forcibly pulled outside looked desperate at first, even if there was rain falling on them, they didn't care, but gradually, they noticed something different.

Those people watched their relatives gradually get better after being exposed to the rain, their complexions began to improve, and the sores on their bodies slowly disappeared, not to mention the more intense smell of medicine in the air.

As for the people who were dragged out alone, they had no relatives around them, leaving them to die alone, but after the rain fell, they began to feel that their bodies had strength, and slowly opened their eyes... …

miracle!This is the real miracle!

Looking at the Taoist priests with their eyes closed and legs crossed on the stage, the common people were all ashamed of their previous actions, one by one knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Ronghua.

"Immortal... Immortal..."

They were grateful and apprehensive, and their expressions couldn't help becoming more respectful.

Yin Zhaoren and the others looked at each other. I'm afraid the people behind them would never have thought that they would solve Fengcheng's troubles so quickly.

The author has something to say: I am going to repair my notebook today. I hope everything goes well. Come back soon. This is not a flag, absolutely not! ! !