Huangtujie, Sifang County.

Jingbian Village.

"It's been a month. I wonder if the doctor from Maoshan Hall is still here?"

"It should come. I used the plaster they brought last time, and it worked well. My rheumatism-stricken old leg doesn't hurt much anymore."

"Not only that, Quanzi and his daughter had a high fever and it was almost impossible to survive. The doctor used a medicine called Maoshan Pilin and managed to save her."

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes at that time. Moreover, the doctors at Maoshan Hall did not charge money or anything, they just treated us. They are really good people."

"Are they all good people? Humph, I can't see it. They treat us for free. What are they trying to do? If they want our rice, flour, money and food, I would feel more at ease. They don't want anything. I won't feel at ease."

"Hey, you idiot, what are you talking about? If the doctors hear it, if you don't come to our Jingbian Village in the future, you will be sent to Sifang City to be used as blood food for the Ghost King."

Just like people elsewhere.

Jingbian Village also has an obligation, which is to sacrifice a living person as blood food to the ghost king in Sifang City every month.

Generally speaking, the elderly people in the village who are over 60 years old are selected, but occasionally there are special indicators, such as boys and girls or young adults.

In this case, the decision is usually made by drawing lots, and whoever is drawn wins.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, if you do something wrong, your debt will be paid off at the end of the month.

"Don't call me stupid. I'm stupid because I'm thinking all the time."

"I figured out that when someone raises a question and is killed by others, then the question he raises must be correct."

"I firmly believe that this person does not seek small profits, but must have a bigger plan. You..."

The idiot was about to continue.

Suddenly, I felt a pain in the back of my head. I reached out and touched it, and there was blood!

boom!!

The second fool fell to the ground.

The village chief held up the stone and shouted to everyone: "What are you still doing? Tie him up and stuff him into the cellar. The doctor will be here soon. If there is no doctor, who will treat us?"

Everyone hurriedly dragged the second idiot away.

"The doctor is here, the doctor is here!"

After a while.

Along with the shouts, everyone looked up.

At first sight, supported by two villagers, a man wearing a yellow robe, a Mao-shaped headband, holding a bamboo pole and carrying a medicine box walked towards him from a distance.

"Doctor."

"See the doctor."

The villagers in Jingbian Village were very excited.

Because the doctors at Maoshan Hall are very capable and have wonderful rejuvenation skills.

Human beings in the Huangtu Realm often choose to live underground in order to avoid evil spirits at night.

Because of the lack of air circulation, coupled with the cool and humid conditions, it is easy to suffer from lung infections and joint diseases. Everyone has rheumatism to some extent.

"Village Chief Zhou, long time no see."

Zhang Heng leaned on a bamboo pole and looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of the crowd with a smile.

"I have been looking forward to the stars and the moon for a month and a half, and finally Dr. Zhang is here."

With excitement on his face, Village Chief Zhou led Zhang Heng into the cornfield: "You came just in time, the corn is ripe, and corn tortillas are being made in the village. It's not easy for you to come here, you must try it."

Zhang Heng smiled and nodded.

Soon, the group of people arrived deep in the cornfield.

Even though this place looks like farmland, in fact the real Jingbian Village is actually under this farmland.

Rural villages and towns in Huangtujie are usually like this, with people digging holes underground and growing crops above.

Without guidance from the villagers, you won't know where the entrance is even when you get here.

Not to mention zombies and the like, they pose no threat to people living underground.

Even some ghosts and monsters will not hide underground. Unless you are extremely unlucky, in terms of safety, living underground is very safe.

"As long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

Although this was not Zhang Heng's first visit to Jingbian Village, he was still delighted with the fruits of these people's work when he came here again.

The people in Jingbian Village are like moles, digging an underground village underground.

It is divided into eight floors from top to bottom, with the first and second floors storing food and sundries.

Elderly people live on the third and fourth floors.

Young people live on the fifth and sixth floors.

Women and children live on the seventh and eighth floors.

There are distinct layers of underground villages and towns.

When zombies attack, they will destroy at most two floors and not hurt anyone.

When you encounter evil spirits that can escape to the ground, there are also old people on top. Although some words are sad to say, the meaning of these old people living on top is actually to feed those evil spirits that may break through.

The evil ghost has sucked the yang energy of the old man, and when it is full, it will no longer eat the young adults and children below.

Where young people are, there is a labor force.

As long as the children are here, there is hope for the future and the family will not collapse.

The humans in the Huang Tu Realm used this cruel and desolate method to ensure the continuity of the human race.

Of course, this is just an ordinary village.

If you were in a village or town with ghost controllers, your life would be easier.

For example, relying on ghost masters and some native methods, you can deal with evil ghosts that have broken through.

More importantly, the evil ghost doesn't know if there are powerful ghost masters in underground villages and towns. It will be a little scrupulous when doing evil and dare not act recklessly. It usually breaks through one or two layers of underground holes and sucks the blood of a few people.

The Yang Qi left.

"Village Chief Zhou, you are a good village chief."

"I told you that I will bring you a gift next time I come back."

Zhang Heng opened the medicine box and took out a wooden box: "Look, what's inside!"

Village Chief Zhou took it and opened it, his eyes widened: "Cinnabar?"

"Yes, it's cinnabar."

"If you sprinkle this cinnabar into the cave, it will prevent evil spirits from escaping."

"Although this cinnabar is not much, it is enough for you to open a few secret rooms."

"When you encounter danger, let women and children hide in the cinnabar secret room. The evil spirits and evil spirits who are waiting for you will not be able to harm you easily."

Zhang Heng handed the wooden box to Village Chief Zhou.

Village Chief Zhou breathed heavily and sighed: "This is a great treasure. Ever since the ghost kings started to guard the city, all the cinnabar mines in various places have been destroyed. Now one or two cinnabar can at least be exchanged for a pig, and there are

The price is unmarketable, so why are there only three taels of this box of cinnabar?"

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "You just need to know that our Maoshan Hall is a good person to you."

Hearing this, Village Chief Zhou burst into tears of gratitude.

A little.

Zhang Heng also asked Village Chief Zhou to bring the sick people in the village.

As the saying goes, medical skills are not divided into different families. Although Zhang Heng is not a superb medical practitioner, the things he brings are good.

There are two medicine gourds in the medicine box, one contains Maoshan Pilin, and the other contains talisman water soaked in medicinal talismans, which can cure all diseases.

Take two pills of Maoshan Pilin to clear away heat and detoxify.

After drinking another sip of Talisman Water, serious illnesses were reduced to minor illnesses. Zhang Heng relied on them when he went out to practice medicine.

"Doctor Zhang, let's have something to eat."

After seeing the patient.

A girl carrying a dinner plate, who had obviously just taken a shower, shyly came to bring him food: "The village chief said, thank you for the cinnabar..."

As he said this, his ears turned red.

A faint mist appeared in his eyes, and he did not dare to look at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng looked at the tortillas on the plate, and then at the shy girl. I was afraid that if he nodded here, he would free up the room there.

"What are you doing?"
To be continued...