The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

Shen Qingqiu sat upright suddenly.

Floating corpse, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Just after I said "The water is so clear," you floated a floating corpse over to me and slapped me in the face. Don't be so serious!

Liu Qingge hooked the floating corpse with a boat pole and turned him over, only to find another white skeleton. Because the whole body, including the head, was wrapped in black cloth, and the face was soaked down, I didn't notice it just now.

Shen Qingqiu asked: "Junior Brother Mu, do you know what kind of plague in this world can turn a person's body into bones instantly?"

Mu Qingfang shook his head: "Unheard of."

Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. After waiting for a while, the boat has retreated a certain distance. Liu Qingge held up the pole again, and after a while he said: "There is still more ahead."

Sure enough, five or six floating corpses floated in one after another from the front. They were all white bones wrapped in black cloth, just like the first one.

Shen Qingqiu was thinking carefully when suddenly, Liu Qingge inserted the long paste into the stone wall next to him. The thin and brittle bamboo pole was actually inserted straight into the hard and seamless stone. The ship's hull was secured and stopped in place. Shen Qingqiu also noticed something strange and stood up suddenly: "Who?"

Deep in the darkness ahead, there was a rapid breathing, and the lights on the bow of the ship faintly illuminated the silhouette of an individual. Just listen to a young man's voice saying: "Who are you? What are you trying to do in the dark river?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "I would also like to ask you, who is also here, this question."

Although he was standing on a small broken boat, he was dressed in blue and had black hair, with a long sword hanging from his waist. He was raising his hands and moving calmly, and he looked quite immortal. In addition, Shen Qingqiu is now pretending to be experienced and has his own style, so he can still intimidate people. The young man really didn't expect that he was so human-like. He was stunned for a long time and then shouted: "You guys go! You are not allowed to enter the city now!"

Liu Qingge hummed: "With you? Who can stop me?"

The young man said: "There is a plague in the city. If you don't want to die, get out!"

Mu Qingfang said warmly: "Little brother, this is why we are here..."

Seeing that he was refusing to leave, the young man said angrily: "You don't understand what people are saying, do you? Get out of here! Otherwise, I won't be polite!" Before he could finish his words, a spear and a spear came towards him, which was very scary. Liu Qingge sneered and pulled out the bamboo paddle from the wall. With a flick of the tip of the pole, the opponent was thrown into the water. Shen Qingqiu heard the young man splashing in the water and cursing, and asked, "Should we fish it out?"

Liu Qingge: "What are you fishing for when you are full of energy? We are entering the city." Continue rowing.

The three of them came out of the dark river, and the illegal boat floated back into the darkness. This exit is in the most deserted shallow swamp in the city, and there is no one there. The three of them walked towards the center of the city for a while, when suddenly someone came up behind them.

The drowned boy rushed up and said angrily: "I told you not to enter the city! What's the use of coming in? I said before that there are so many people coming to save the plague, such as the great monk Niubi, the Flower Palace, not all of them You can’t get out! You’re looking for death!”

It turned out that this young man had their own interests in mind when he ambushed them in the dark. Shen Qingqiu said: "Then we have all come in, what do you think we should do?"

The young man said: "What else can you do? Follow me and don't run around! I will take you to find the great monk."

The three of them had no objections. None of them are familiar with Jinlan City, so it would be best if someone can guide them and avoid taking detours. Shen Qingqiu lowered his head and asked, "Little brother, what's your name?"

The young man puffed up his chest and said, "My name is Yang Yixuan, and I am the son of the Golden Weapon Shop in the city."

Couldn't he be the weapons shop merchant who risked his life to report to Zhaohua Temple for help?

Liu Qingge saw Shen Qingqiu looking at the young man and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "I think this kid can do a few tricks under your hands and has a good temperament. Both are rare, but he is a malleable talent."

Liu Qingge: "It's useless to be malleable. I don't accept apprentices. It's troublesome."

Entering the main city, there are gradually more pedestrians. But this "many" is only relative to the lack of people just now. There are at most three or four figures on one street, and they are all buried in black cloth from head to toe. They are walking in a hurry, like a frightened bird escaping a net.

The Jinzi Weapon Shop is quite large in scale. It occupies four storefronts on the widest main road and connects them to serve as a family. It also has an inner courtyard, an inner hall, and a cellar.

Master Wuchen is in the cellar. He was lying on the bed with the quilt covering his lower body. When he saw the reinforcements from the Cangqiong Mountain Sect, he got up and said "Amitabha". Shen Qingqiu said: "Master, the situation is critical, I won't say much else. What kind of plague is prevalent in Jinlan City? Master, why can't you enter the city and there is no news? Why is everyone wrapped in black cloth? ?”

Wuchen smiled bitterly and said, "What Master Shen Xian asked is actually the same question."

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt from his lower body. Shen Qingqiu froze.

Under the quilt, there was only a pair of thighs and nothing below the knees. All the places where the calves should be were gone.

Liu Qingge said coldly: "Who did it?"

Wuchen shook his head: "No one did it."

Shen Qingqiu was confused: "Who did it? Could it be that it didn't do it on its own?"

Unexpectedly, Wuchen nodded and said, "It's exactly these legs that I don't have."

There was still a black cloth wrapped around his legs above the knees. Wuchen reached out and struggled to untie it, and Mu Qingfang quickly helped. Wuchen said: "This thing may make you fellow Taoists feel a little uncomfortable."

The black cloth was untied layer by layer, and after seeing clearly what was wrapped inside, Shen Qingqiu paused for breath.

Master, do you call this "slight discomfort"? !

The area where his thigh used to be was completely ulcerated, the skin was necrotic, and carrion was everywhere. After the black cloth was loosened, there was a stench.

Shen Qingqiu: "Is this the plague in Jinlan City?"

Wuchen said: "That's right. When this disease first occurs, erythema appears in a small area. It can take as short as three to five days or as long as half a month. The erythema will expand and rot. After another month, it will ulcerate to the bone. It must be wrapped in black cloth. Only by seeing the sights can the onset be delayed.”

No wonder everyone in the city wraps themselves up like a black mummy.

Shen Qingqiu said: "The attack lasted for a month, but why did Mr. Yang, who went to Zhaohua Temple to report the news at that time, turn into bones in an instant?"

Wuchen's face showed sadness: "Ashamed, I only found out later that people infected with this disease can survive for about a month if they stay in Jinlan City. But if they leave Jinlan City for more than a certain distance after contracting the disease, the onset will be accelerated. . My two junior brothers just left the city and returned to the temple and broke out on the spot."

No wonder I have to be able to enter, but I can't get out!

Liu Qingge asked: "What is the source of the disease? How is it transmitted?"

Wuchen only sighed: "I'm ashamed. I've been in the city for many days, and I still can't do anything about the plague. I don't know where the disease is, or how it's transmitted. I don't even know whether it's contagious."

Mu Qingfang was stunned and said, "How do you interpret this?"

If Shen Qingqiu realized something: "Look at the son of the weapons shop, he has been taking care of Master Wuchen for so long, but he doesn't have a black cloth wrapped around his body. It can be seen that his skin is intact and he is very healthy. If this is indeed a plague, Isn’t it strange that Master Wuchen didn’t infect him?”

Wuchen said: "That's exactly what I mean. I feel really sorry for all of you to be trapped in this place."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Master's original intention is to save people from fire and water, please don't say that." He saw Mu Qingfang studying the ulcer on Wuchen's leg intently, as if he couldn't smell a trace of putrefaction, and asked: "Junior Brother Mu, are you there?" What’s the discovery? Can you give me a prescription for treatment?”

Mu Qingfang shook his head: "This doesn't seem like an epidemic, but more like..." He looked at a few people: "I need to observe more patients before I dare to draw a conclusion."

Shen Qingqiu came out of the cellar and saw the weapons shop owner's son walking back angrily with a long knife on his shoulder. He asked with a smile: "Young master, what's wrong?"

Yang Yixuan said angrily: "Someone has come to the city again. That person who spends money is the most useless, he is just rushing to die!"

It is estimated that Huanhua Palace has sent help (ren) and tou (tou) again. Shen Qingqiu saw that his face was bulging like a bun, and he deliberately teased him: "Little brother, I think your kung fu is pretty good, can anyone teach you?"

Yang Yixuan ignored him. Shen Qingqiu added: "Let me tell you, you go find the brother who knocked you into trouble today. He is very powerful. If you fight him a few times, it will be more useful than anyone you learn from."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yixuan abandoned Shen Qingqiu and ran away. Shen Qingqiu found Liu Qingge a troublesome person, feeling very happy. He took a few steps and turned around the corner, and stopped when he saw the scene ahead.

The city was lifeless, every door was closed, and many people who had been homeless could not find a place to go and gathered on the streets. In the past, the street was busy with people coming and going, and they didn't dare to show their faces. But now it is empty, and they are unscrupulous. They set up a big iron pot, piled firewood under it, and boiled water. Some of them grabbed chickens they had stolen from who knows where. Pluck the hair there. Everyone was wrapped in airtight black cloth. They were not surprised to see Shen Qingqiu, whose painting style was incompatible with them. They looked at him like he was looking at a dead person. After all, these days, no matter how majestic the monks come to the city to rescue them, they have seen it. is that useful? Die faster than them!

The man holding the spoon knocked on the iron pot: "The soup is ready! Come and serve it!"

Many homeless people who were lying next to them catching lice got up and came over with bowls in hand.

This plague has disrupted the rhythm of life in the entire city. Such self-organized big pot meals can actually save lives.

We must find out the source of the epidemic as soon as possible. Shen Qingqiu secretly made up his mind, turned around and was about to leave, when a person came towards him, leaning on a cane, with a stooped figure, and his hands were shaking so much that he almost dropped the bowl. She seemed to be an old lady.

When he saw this, he made way to get out of the way, but he didn't know whether the other party was old, weak or faint from hunger. The sole of his foot tilted and he bumped into Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu helped her, and the old lady said in a confused voice: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm so confused..." Then she hurried past him and walked forward, probably because she was afraid that the soup would be snatched away. Gone.

Shen Qingqiu took two steps and suddenly paused.

Something is wrong.

This old lady looked like she would be blown over like a candle in the wind, but why did the body that hit her just now feel heavier than that of an adult man? !

He turned around suddenly, and among the crowd vying for hot vegetable soup, he could not see the figure of the "old lady" just now.

There was an entrance to the flower alley on the left. Shen Qingqiu chased after him and happened to see a figure with a curved back flash past at the end of the alley.

Wu Cao's speed is not worse than the 100-meter sprint hurdle, right? ! Still an "old lady"! I was so blind just now!

Shen Qingqiu rushed after him. Although the image of this old lady is indeed suspicious, can you blame her for not noticing anything unusual immediately? Now in the entire Jinlan City, everyone has this suspicious image of walking huddled in black cloth!

While chasing, he suddenly felt itchy on the back of his hand and raised it to take a look.

This hand is really troubled. It was the one who was pierced with holes by Elder Tianchui, and now it is the one who has started to develop red spots due to the infection!

Speaking of which, it was also the one who opened the strange book "The Way of the Arrogant Immortal and Demon" with his stupid hands. I really want to chop off this hand! ! !

Being so distracted, Shen Qingqiu took a step slower, and then felt someone coming with sword energy above his head. He unfolded his folding fan, ready to fly out with a wind knife at any time, and shouted: "Who?!"

The man suddenly landed from the eaves on the side. The two of them looked at each other, and Shen Qingqiu blurted out: "Gongyi Xiao?"

The young man immediately withdrew his sword and was more surprised than happy: "Senior Shen?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "It's me. Why are you here too?" Remembering that Yang Yixuan said just now that someone from the Huanhua Palace entered the city from the underground river, it must be Gongyi Xiao's group, and asked: "Huanhua Palace Send you to take people into the city to investigate? "

Gongyi Xiao said: "This junior was indeed ordered to go into the city to investigate, but... I am not the leader."

Shen Qingqiu was surprised. Gongyi Xiao was the most favored disciple of the old palace master of Huanhua Palace. Before Luo Binghe appeared, he was generally regarded as the next generation leader. The old palace master's only daughter also fell in love with him. As long as there is something wrong with this disciple, He must be the one to lead the team. Apart from Luo Binghe, who can beat him with his male lead aura, who else can take his place?

But there was no time to think about it now, Shen Qingqiu said: "Let's chase him together!"

Gongyi Xiao responded loudly, and both of them jumped out.

The rickety figure flashed into a three-story platform. Standing outside this building, you can feel the smell of fragrant powder, and the stage is decorated with flowers and branches. It seems that it used to be a goulan type of place. But now there is no laughter, singing or dancing. Only the door is open, and the hall on the first floor is deserted.

The two held their breath and stepped forward to the threshold.

The tables and chairs in the hall were overturned and it was a mess. Shen Qingqiu glanced at Gongyi Xiao: "Split the investigation. Look at the elegant room on the left. I'm in charge of the right."

He opened the nearest door with a folding fan. He could vaguely see someone lying on the bed. He raised his eyebrows at first, and then quickly put it down.

It was just a white skeleton, wearing a colorful shirt, with a head full of pearls, lying in a very peaceful posture. Probably the woman in the building knew that her death was coming, so she dressed up, put on her best clothes, and slept peacefully to die. It is probably a woman's nature to even die in the most beautiful manner. Shen Qingqiu sighed for a second, then exited the room, still closing the door.

In several rooms in a row, there are the corpses of women in formal attire. It seems that this Goulan was almost completely wiped out. Shen Qingqiu was about to push open the sixth room when noises and voices came from the second floor.

The two flew upstairs. Shen Qingqiu was ahead, still on the stairs. Suddenly, a young man's gentle voice came: "It's okay."

Although there were only two words, Shen Qingqiu felt as if he had been struck by lightning as soon as he heard this voice. The folding fan in his hand made a clicking sound.

For a moment, even breathing seemed to have stopped.

He was stuck stiffly on the stairs, but he could already see the Accord at the end of the corridor on the second floor. A group of disciples in Huanhua Palace uniforms were surrounding a person in the center.

It was a young man wearing mysterious clothes and carrying a simple long sword on his back. His face was like a crown of jade, and his eyes were like two stars sinking in the pond, and he was casually moving over.

Although he has grown a lot and his temperament is very different from before, this face could be chosen as the hero on the cover of a romance novel from any angle, and Shen Qingqiu would never admit it even to death!

At the same time, a familiar voice that was still dusty, accompanied by a Google Translate-like tone, blasted several reminder messages in his mind like a barrage:

【Hello. The system has been successfully activated. 】

[Universal activation code: Luo Binghe. 】

[Self-test: The total energy source is operating normally and in good condition. 】

[Sleep mode is disabled. Standard mode starts. 】

[Update package download and installation completed]

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