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The sun at noon was scorching, and the scorching heat seemed to melt people. Ji Mo opened his eyes uncomfortably, with heavy eyelids, as if he still wanted to wander in his sleep. I just opened my eyes, my mind was still groggy, facing the sky light, I couldn't figure out where I was or what I was doing for a moment.

Those hidden memories from before, picture after picture, are all wandering around, like a jigsaw puzzle that has been disrupted, making him dare not move at all, feeling that if he moves, everything will be pasted indiscriminately with paste, become a more terrifying picture.

He subconsciously called out the system screen, and only the screen he could see lit up in front of his eyes.

[Main task: medicine planter. 】

[Current task: professional knowledge learning - (92/100)]

Ordinary text, simple numerical values, but like a ruler, quickly put all the chaos on the right track, the picture is continuous and smooth again, part of it is swept into the depths of memory, and part of it is placed on the top layer Waiting for review.

Oh, herbalist, oh, home, oh...huh?Where's Ji Kui?

Rubbing his temples, Ji Mo, who gradually woke up from the drowsiness, supported his body with his arms and looked around. There were some differences between day and night, but he was resting in the open air, and the scenery outside, such as trees and stones, could still be matched. Yes, this is where they rested last night. The blackened fire is still there, and it has been extinguished long ago, and there is a circle of medicinal powder sprinkled by Er Jikui around it. They also smeared it on their bodies to prevent mosquitoes. Some, the kind that lie on the ground casually and are not afraid of bugs crawling up.

The thin furoshiki has become the simplest bedding, laid flat on the ground, and it seems that it can start to sleep peacefully on the ground at any time.

However, only the piece of furoshiki was under Ji Mo's body, and Ji Kui was gone, not even the piece of furoshiki he was carrying was on the ground.

They still have dry food, and they are almost at the place again, so they shouldn't be looking for food, water, there is still water in the water bag, so...

Sweeping around and returning to the eyes, I found a small pile of stones at hand, a pile of stones piled up with small stones.

What is it for?Ji Mo glanced at the four corners of the furoshiki, and the pressed stone was still there, so... He pulled the pile of stones away, and found that there were linear scorched marks on the inside of the stone. The scent of the ecstasy in the medicine made my mind a little dizzy when I just woke up, but the scent was the same. This kind of ecstasy scent is really strong.

Ji Mo's face was dark, and he already knew that Ji Kui was playing tricks on him. He had once told Ji Moxian that he had studied medicine so well, and so on. If he didn't make the fragrance of ecstasy—it wasn't him Who else?

He turned his head and looked through his baggage. There were not too many things, but rather too many things. Looking at the pieces of bamboo slips and silk scripts, he roughly recognized the characters on them. Fortunately, one of the characters was a certain Chinese language that he had learned from others. , I can still recognize some, it is about medicinal herbs, it should be about the method of planting medicinal herbs, fragmented and fragmented, obviously not from the same period, and may not be aimed at the same kind of medicinal herbs.

Look at the silk script again, it's as thin as silk, like a palm-width strip torn from something, there are not many words, two or three columns, small characters, and the edges are still a little fuzzy, maybe it's because of the damp. It smells like insect-proof and anti-corrosion medicine, so...

With a move in Ji Mo's heart, he carefully looked at these bamboo slips and that piece of silk book again and again, yes, there is no mistake, it is a pharmacopoeia!

It was too late to rejoice, the first thing that came up was suddenly, no wonder, no wonder Ji Kui hurried back all the way like a march, and whenever he came across the ruins of the war on the road, he would look inside and out to see if there were any dead bodies At that time, Ji Mo asked him what he was looking for, and he also said that he was afraid that the remaining corpses would get sick. Ji Mo also praised him for being careful, and he didn't think so much as a traveler.

But there is nothing, the dead may be buried, or burned, and the living may be taken away, and there is nothing left for those who escaped. They passed several ruins along the way without encountering a single person. Ji Mo secretly rejoiced that it was a dead body. Seeing a dead person is not an interesting thing.

There is also Ji Kui's big bag. At that time, Ji Mo wondered why he carried such a big bag and how many things it contained. He was very curious about what was inside, but he never opened it all the way, and always took the outermost layer to untie it. The furoshiki that would not expose the contents inside was laid on the floor at all. At that time, Ji Mo also praised him for his carefulness. He knew that using two layers of furoshiki was strong and convenient. Put it aside and spread it out.

Hehe, everyone needs to use two furoshiki, and it’s not that they plan to make a floor bed every night and bring their own bedding rolls. It’s obvious that they have to make a floor bed.

Thinking back on those little things now, each and every one was foreshadowed, but who could have imagined it at the time?

Pharmacopoeia is not accessible to anyone. Oh, by the way, Ji Kui seems to be in love with a certain maid. The news is not very certain. Could it be that maid stole it for him?

It should be like this, and it has become a line like this, and it can only be like this.

Hurry home, escape if you can't escape, find a dead body and pretend that you are dead, and escape the pursuit of Medicine King Valley. It is impossible for Medicine King Valley not to investigate.

What Ji Kui took away should not be all the Pharmacopoeia, but even a small part, with the size of that burden, it must be a loss that Yaowanggu cannot afford.

Ji Mo thought about building a fire quickly, but there were still a few pieces of wood that were not completely burnt in the fire. Ji Mo raised the fire, first put the bamboo slips into it, and then picked up the silk book to read it again and again. The silk book is not big, and the characters are not There are many, but they are all unfamiliar, and it is even more difficult to remember.

After reading it several times, closing his eyes and thinking about it again, to make sure he had written it all down, Ji Mo quickly threw the silk book into the fire and burned it to ashes.

Look at the clothes that he found out from the silk script and bamboo slips just now, he didn't bring a few clothes with him in the first place, this one is considered very good, but he can't keep it.

They were thrown into the fire together, that’s how it was, and they didn’t feel relieved, so they burned the fur skin. Ji Mo washed the remaining two clothes in the nearby river, hung them on the tree wetly, and dried them a little. I just folded it up and hugged it, and walked in the direction of Ji's house.

Thanks to Ji Kui who led the way here, otherwise Ji Mo might not be able to recognize the way home if he acted like this halfway, and he only walked once after all, and his memory is not so deep.

Seeing from a distance that the medicinal herbs in the field have died in large areas, compared with the grain, these medicinal herbs are less resistant to food. It seems that no one has been looking after this scene for a long time. Ji Mo quickened his pace and crossed this In a piece of land, the surrounding area of ​​Ji's house also has the feeling of being war-torn. The houses are not all thatched roofs, and the fire can't burn them all, but many walls are black.

When you get close, you can't hear chickens and dogs, and you can't hear human voices.

With the worst premonition in his heart, Ji Mo quickened his pace and walked a little further in. The doors of the houses he passed were all open, and there was no one inside. The walls were as black as the outside, and he didn't know how long it had been burned.

The same is true for the Ji family’s houses in the inner circle, because the houses here are older, and many of the roofs have collapsed, and there is no one at all, and there is no corpse. Has it moved away, or... …Ji Mo is more willing to believe that the clansmen have all moved away, because the rebellious army has nothing to gain, so they vented their anger and set fire, rather than...

The roof of the house also collapsed. If you don’t remove those broken tiles, you won’t be able to see the specific situation. Ji Mo looked at the inner wall, and it was also burned. The wooden tables, chairs, bed cabinets and so on should be There is nothing left, people, preferably no one.

His heart was getting heavier and heavier, and he regretted that he shouldn't have listened to Ji Kui's advice yesterday and rested nearby. Did he realize that something was wrong a long time ago, thinking that this would make the people in Yaowang Valley think that he died here too?

Or……

By the way, set fire to the house, why do all the post-war scenes I saw along the way were burning houses?Why, why... my mind was spinning rapidly, but what I thought of was the last fire in the last world, so it was to destroy the corpse?

No, it should be a step further, to prevent epidemics!

In this world, because of the existence of Medicine King Valley, and because of the popularity of medicinal herbs, ancient people in other worlds are better at using medicinal herbs than ancient people in other worlds. The corresponding hygiene knowledge and so on, just look at Ji Kui who knew how to sprinkle medicine in water when he was a child, and use it to kill viruses. Yes, they may not have researched the bacteria, but for those microorganisms collectively called "toxins", it is feasible and popular to avoid diseases in the form of anti-virus drugs. Then, Ji Kui knew the possibility of corpses after the war. Spreading the disease, what would happen if a few of those who were pulled over to serve as soldiers were infected by their ears and eyes?Throw the dead into the house, put a fire on it, and they all come back to life!

In this era, no large-scale epidemics have been heard of. Although wars are often fought, there are constant wars and small battles, but no large-scale spread of epidemics has been heard. Is it because of this reason?

The ancestral hall was also destroyed by a fire. The tablets, genealogy, and things that Ji Mo didn't look at carefully before are all gone now, clean, nothing.

"No, not necessarily, maybe they have all moved away, it is impossible that there is no news at all..."

Ji Mo tried hard to convince himself, but his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. There is a long distance from the Ji family land to Yaowang Valley, and the spread of ancient news will not be faster, that is to say, they will hear the news sooner. Sometimes, things may have passed for a long time, and when they come back, they can see the remaining houses, even if they have withstood the test of the fire, what else can they do?

Feeling depressed for a moment, Ji Mo said to himself: "Why, so suddenly?"

The battle between the countries of the Central Plains, after ten years, finally brought the flames of war to their relatively eccentric country, and the sudden war is obviously not something everyone can adapt to, and the army that has been training for ten years is not their hasty Those who can match in time will be defeated.