a single-handed husband

"Yan Yao! Yan Yao! Get up! Help!" Shouted at Yan Yao's bedside on the first day of the junior high school.

"Save my life, I'm about to die myself." Yan Yao turned over, muttered something, and retracted her head into the quilt.

Chu Yi stared at him quietly, his forehead began to turn black.Taking a deep breath, pinching the quilt with both hands and throwing it away, "Get up!" in one go.

Yan Yao jumped up and stared at Chu Yi with sleepy eyes.

The two stared with big eyes and small eyes, and were in a stalemate.Han Ling held the book and looked at it in shock.

After a long time, the two hummed to each other, Chu Yi angrily dropped the paper, and left without saying a word.Yan Ling pouted, picked up the paper in dissatisfaction, glanced at it roughly, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground. "Damn it! What's going on today? Let no one sleep!"

Going out while roaring, the white clothes fluttered in front of the house, after a while, Yan Yao came back. "Han Ling, where are my clothes?"

The action froze.Han Ling straightened her back involuntarily, cold sweat began to break out on her forehead.

Seeing that he was silent, and didn't even turn around to look at him, Yan Yao asked suspiciously: "Little brat, where did you get my clothes?"

Cold sweat flowed.

Still not answering me?One leapt up in front of him, looking at his pale face covered with sweat, Yan Yao leaned closer and stared at him.

Eyes that are close at hand, no matter where you look, you can't escape.Han Ling looked at him for a while, and felt more and more chills down his spine.

"What about my clothes?"

Pursing her lips with difficulty, Han Ling said tremblingly: "No...it's gone. Just now...it's fascinated...it's gone."

"Aren't you stupid!" Yan Yao said frantically, "Tell you to float, once! Can you count? Can you? What do you think that pool of water is? My clothes are made of silk! Two floats It's gone! Did you, you, do it on purpose, huh?"

Yan Yao pointed at him with a fierce look on his face, and scolded him all over his face.Han Ling lowered her head, not daring to move.Seeing that he just bowed his head without any response, Yan Yao suddenly smiled evilly, and said: "Boy, I told you not to provoke them, but you are good enough to provoke me. Very good, you are going to die, you, come with me ! Now, you owe me another piece of clothing." Yan Xie raised her eyes evilly, and Yan Yao walked out without saying a word, dragging Han Yao along.

Han Meng was dragged blankly, Yan Yao's cold air leaked from his collar to the inside, freezing his heart to ashes.Didn't it mean that it only has the effect of clean things?I don't know how it cleans so thoroughly... Why did my sister change like this after sleeping...

After dragging all the way, Yan Yao finally stopped.Han Ling suppressed Zhenshen and looked around.

...What, it's here again.

"Bad boy! Bastard!" Yan Yao yelled towards the pool surface.The calm water surface gradually swelled, and the water splashed in all directions. The bastard floated up just now.

"This time bring another person, the easternmost fishing village in Yingzhou, and open the map to the door."

"Oh." Wang Ba responded, and then opened his bloody mouth to one side.A cloud of black air with a gloomy light spewed out in front of the two of them, instantly turning into a map.With the outline of mountains and rivers, the topographic map of Yingzhou is presented in detail.

"The farthest east is here, Yulian Village?"

"Oh yes, that's the name. Give the door, give the door."

Another breath of black air was spit out, and it was sprayed precisely on Yulian Village.A hole opened on the map in an instant, until it was the size of a person.

Yan Yao turned around and looked at the stunned Han Ling, and said darkly, "You son, let's go out for a walk with my sister." Then, she continued to drag him in by his collar.

The black air gradually dissipated, and everything returned to calm.Wang Ba looked at the pool, and muttered softly: "He likes being called sister, so it turns out." His body sank, and with a "plop", Wang Ba sank again.

Walking out of the exit and stepping onto the mountain, Yan Yao looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help saying: "What kind of place is this? It's so dark? Why is it full of miasma?"

Han Ling also came back to his senses, looking at the black miasma all over the sky, he couldn't help coughing.

Yan Yao glanced at him, and said strangely: "Children are vain, such a little bit of miasma will cough to death. You can't die, right? Then I will leave you alone, saving a lot of protection fees." Said Finished, let go of his hand, and then suddenly said in a deep voice, "Follow closely, I don't care if you lose it."

Han Ling was taken aback.Yan Yao had already started walking, Han Ling hurriedly covered her nose and followed.

The bastard's door opens on the hill, and no one here will not be found.Walking all the way down the mountain, the miasma became more and more dense. Even though Han Ling was covering his nose, he still coughed occasionally.After walking a few steps, the eyes are already staring.Han Ling looked at the blank figure in front of him, struggled to open his eyes, and followed in a daze.

"Hey, son, can you fall asleep while walking?" When she opened her eyes, Yan Yao looked at her with disdain.Looking up and down, Yan Yao held his hand, and looked again, the surroundings were lit up, and there were houses and figures in front of him.

"Don't say that you will lose your memory intermittently once you die, right?" Yan Yao pulled his hand and said.

"No." Han Ling subconsciously said, and then she reacted and looked behind her.It was black and dense.It appears that the miasma has been cut off. "Me? Died again?"

"Nonsense. After inhaling the miasma for so long, one person is dead, let alone you with no cultivation?" Yan Yao gave him a white look.

Han Ling just stared at him.

Seeing him staring at her like this, Yan Yao said again: "Who do you think I am? Yin-Yang ghost doctor, Bai Yan Wang! Isn't that what you call me? I'm afraid of these things? Cut, really. Woke up and left."

Yan Yao shook his head in disdain, let go of his hands, and walked on his own.Han Ling glanced at the black barrier behind him again, and hurriedly followed.

Yulian Village is a small fishing village on the border of Yingzhou. It faces the sea on one side and is surrounded by mountains.The paper said that the plague broke out suddenly here recently, and the doctors invited couldn't help it. Half of the villagers were dead, so I really couldn't help it, so I wanted to ask Yan Yao for help.Looking at the messy fishing gear and the eroded corpses lying on the ground, along the way, Han Ling tried hard to restrain himself not to vomit.The smell of fish and rancidity in the air was mixed together, and even Yan Yan frowned when he smelled it, let alone him.

There are a few houses on the one-person-high flat mound beside the mountain wall, and the other houses are all dilapidated and toppled by the roadside, and there are not many good ones.Finally, after watching all the way to the slope, a dark-skinned burly man came towards him, looked at the appearance of the two of them, and said: "Let's go, you two, we don't welcome guests here now."

Yan Yao looked at the people behind him, no matter who they were, there was deep fatigue and worry on their faces.Yan Yao asked him: "What happened here?"

The big man sighed heavily and said, "Create a crime, make a crime!"

So, under everyone's explanation with a few words, Yan Yao roughly understood.About half a month ago, someone from a certain family suddenly died overnight. When someone found it, black smoke was rising from his body, as if it had been corroded by something, and there were not many places to see it.To put it bluntly, it looks like the corpses lying outside.After he was buried, there were two when there was one, and they all came one by one.The sick person's whole body turned black at first, then began to smoke, and then the skin ulcerated inch by inch.The doctor can't see that taking medicine is useless, and those who get sick are equivalent to waiting to die.It is so contagious that everyone who has been in contact with the patient is infected, and it is really spread from one to ten.Because of this, those who are sick can only take care of each other, unless they are really brave and not afraid of being infected, and accompany them to take care of them.In just half a month, half of the people in the village have died, and most of the living people are also sick. These few are the only ones left who are not infected.In the beginning, there were sick people who went to collect the corpses, but now there are too many corpses, and no one collects them, so the village has become what it is today.

Han Ling was terrified at the side, and couldn't help but grab Yan Yao's sleeve.Yan Yao glanced at him, but said nothing.After the villagers finished speaking, he said, "Can I go see the sick?"

The villagers were in an uproar, and the big man hurriedly persuaded: "Young master, you can't help it! Look at us, we really didn't lie to you! Once you go, you can't come back!"

"It's okay," Yan Yao waved his hands calmly, "I can see a doctor, maybe I can treat them."

"It's not enough to cure diseases! What if you get infected yourself?"

"Didn't you call the doctor? What about them?"

The big man choked and said, "Two are dead, and one... is staying with the other patients."

"Guide the way."

The big man was undoubtedly frightened by Yan Yao.After being dazed for a while, he pointed to the sea hesitantly, and said, "Go straight east from here, and you can see a few tents, and they are there."

"What about you?" Yan Yao glanced back, "If you don't go, just stay here, if you go, you'll have to do it again, but it shouldn't be as easy as before."

"Such a small child? Young master, you can't do it!" The big man persuaded again.

"Look at him." Yan Yao said coldly.

Han Yao looked at Yan Yao in horror.To do it again is to die again, my sister brought me here just to punish me...

"I...I'll go." Han Ling clenched the sleeves in his hands, staring straight into Yan Yao's eyes.

"Very good." Yan Yaoxie smiled, squatted down and raised his chin, "Don't be scared to death when the time comes."

Yan Yao got up and flicked the other sleeve, and walked straight to the beach with Han Ling amidst the astonishment of everyone.

The farther away from them, the more corpses on the road, one after another with black air and rotten smell, Han Ling couldn't stand it anymore, so he covered his nose tightly with his idle left hand.Looking up along the right hand, he saw that the white and soft sleeve was wrinkled by him.Han Ling subconsciously let go of his hand, and immediately clenched it tightly again.

Yan Yao slightly turned his head and glanced at him, then snorted coldly, "Why, are you scared? No matter how many times you died before, it was nothing more than ordinary people's troubles, right?"

Are you kidding around...

"Well...they don't bother to use spiritual power on me." Han Ling whispered.

"Then let's try a new method today." Yan Yao sneered, "Let me see how resistant you really are."

Under Han Ling's gaze, Yan Yao's face was suddenly surrounded by black air, and after a while, a ghost mask covering half of his face was put on his face.The mask was white and exquisite, and the corners of the eyes were still faintly glowing with phosphorescence, which matched Yan Xi's white clothes very well.

Han Ling stared blankly at his side face, the stars in his eyes became brighter and brighter.My sister...is so beautiful.

As if sensing his burning gaze, Yan Yao glanced at him again, then immediately withdrew her gaze.My God, is this baby scared stupid?What kind of eyes are these?

It was already close to the sea, and the sea breeze was blowing salty, making the air even more unpleasant.Han Ling had no choice but to retract her gaze and looked forward.There are several tents beside the scattered fishing gear racks not far away. Just looking at the faint black air on the tents, one can tell that this place is terrible.

Yan Yao stopped for a while, and suddenly looked back at Han Ling meaningfully, then pulled his sleeves, pulled him closer to her, and then continued to walk.Han Ling looked at him puzzled, but could only walk obediently.

Idiot, just pull if you want, walk away so far, is it ugly?Cursing inwardly, Yan Yao walked to the front of the tent.

There are rows of straw mats in the tent, and there are people lying on each straw mat, and everyone has different degrees of illness.Everyone looked at the two white and clean people who suddenly appeared here with astonishment.

Four eyes to many eyes, it is unbearable.In the silence, Yan Yao calmly said: "Is there a doctor here?"

"It's me." A cold female voice sounded from the corner.Following the sound, a woman in the corner with her arms wrapped in bandages struggled to stand up.After the woman stood still, she looked directly at Yan Yao, and suddenly said, "Are you the Yin-Yang ghost doctor?"

There was an uproar below.Because of wearing a mask, Han Yao couldn't see Yan Yao's expression, but could only vaguely feel that the side of his body that was leaning against him suddenly became very cold.

"Is it you who wrote the letter?" Cold words spit out from the top of his head.Han Ling looked up at Yan Yao, her heart trembled wildly.

"It's me." The woman said without changing her tone.

"Since you don't give me money, why should I treat your illness?" Yan Yao still said coldly.

The woman seemed to be angry, she suddenly turned up the volume, and almost roared: "As a doctor, you don't care about the lives of the few people in front of you, and you just talk for money, shameless!"

Yan Yao didn't speak immediately.The surrounding air suddenly became much colder, Han Ling stared nervously at Yan Yao, while the eyes of the people below nervously moved back and forth between Yan Yao and the woman.

"Woman," Yan Yao's mouth curled into a smile, "Please figure it out, it's you, please ask me."

In a word, be silent.

"Give me something, or I'll leave." Yan Yao turned and glanced at her, "Regardless of human life? Who are you, how dare you teach me a lesson? Even if you are all dead, what does it matter to me?"

The sound was neither loud nor small, just in everyone's ears.Everyone's heart suddenly turned cold, and their horrified eyes focused on Yan Yao.

"Give it to him quickly, do you want to live!" Han Ling suddenly said loudly.

All eyes turned to him.Han Ling looked at the crowd, and looked at Yan Yao in a panic.Just in time, meet his eyes.

Heartstrings tensed, Han Ling swallowed nervously.