Meng Zhixue left in a hurry, even more anxious than when she came.

Fang Cun knew that she had understood her hint, and she would probably rush to the place where the plague in the north of the city overnight.

He turned around slowly, the moonlight shone on his face, and a hint of coldness appeared in his expression...

It's really useless measures to harm people...

I thought that after the discovery of this man-law refining human pills in Nanshan, it would be at least a while, but I didn't expect that he would take action so quickly. The most rare thing to want to refine human pills is to kidnap people. Although there are many people in Liuhu City, one or two or five disappearing, which is not a striking event. However, if you want to refine a furnace of human pills, you have to kidnap two or three hundred people in a short time, especially in such a big storm before, how can you avoid others' eyes and ears?

What else is a better way to fool things than this sudden big plague?

In midsummer, great plague prevails and many people will die!

The most terrifying thing is not the dead, but the panicked people. They will inevitably experience panic and chaos, or even migrate everywhere, and they will be difficult to care about each other. If that man, if he took the opportunity to abduct people in this chaos, how could he be noticed by only three or five hundred people?

However, refining human pills is an evil thing, and even to kill people ten times more than human pills in order to refining human pills?

Fangcun has experiences in his previous life and has seen many bizarre people. He is not such a pedantic person, but now he still has a hint of anger in his heart.

Can this world be so chaotic?

Human life is so worthless?

...

...

After leaving the garden, Fangcun found the old housekeeper Huang and ordered: "Buy more medicinal materials tomorrow. If you really can't buy them, take some of the Qi Refining Pills I bought, find a pharmacist to make a prescription, and find some people to go to the place where the plague breeds in the north of the city, set up a tent, and decoct some medicine and soup to those refugees. Our Fang family is a great charity in Liuhu City, so we must show up at this time!"

Old Butler Huang immediately understood Fang Cun's intention and hurriedly did it. Whether before the eldest son died or after the eldest son died, the Fang family had always reacted very quickly when there were such plague or drought and flood years, and these things had been done well.

On the second day, when he came to the academy, Fang Cunbing directly claimed the leave to Mr. Lan Shuang. After explaining the whole story, Mr. Lan Shuang agreed happily and looked at the school pavilion. At this time, there were fewer students. Whenever such disasters occurred, the academy encouraged the students to go to practice medicine and save people. Of course, not all students went there, and most of them were just for practice and ignored ordinary things.

In the afternoon of that day, the Fang family's tent had already been put up. Butler Huang not only asked the doctor to ask for a consultation, and distributed the medicine soup, but also set up a porridge tent to distribute it to the hungry people. However, during this period, he could not help but complain to Fang Cun. Now the medicinal materials for treating plague in the city have been bought in large quantities by those black-hearted pharmacies. The outside world was not lucky enough to come in, so he could only buy them at a high price.

They have earned four or five thousand taels of silver for decoction just now!

Pooh!

The city guard doesn't care!

With this, I just smile and don’t comment.

After he came to this place where the plague was rampant, he looked at it and felt desolate. He saw that within a few miles, there was already a bleakness everywhere. The plague was not severe. I don’t know when it was spread. Those who were infected with the plague were weak, fearing the cold, and diarrhea and vomiting. It was not that everyone was fatal. However, for these people who were already without food and clothing, they could not work and were short of food and clothing. This fall was actually no different from seeking death.

Nowadays, although Liuhu City has not been disturbed, it is time to eat, drink, and watch the fun, but in the place where refugees gather outside the city, there is no idea how many people died of illness. The corpses were transported to the Yizhuang by large trucks, and some were directly thrown into mass graves and never buried. They made the wild dogs who like to bury soil and knock people into coffins and eat people's intestines.

Many people, seeing that the plague was getting stronger, had already dragged their children and escaped from afar, either into the deep mountains or to other counties and counties for life. However, Daxia did not allow a large number of people to move to the public. The arresting department had already sealed the roads on the periphery. Moreover, there were many snakes, fox spirits and monsters around, even if they escaped, there were a few who would not die halfway through the road, and it was hard to say that several of them could survive.

Fangcun came here and saw that at this time, many doctors invited from Liuhu City, or servants and slaves condemned by noble gentry, decocted medicine and cured the people. Some academy students were mixed together, but they could not escape the deep dead energy here. Even the sun in the sky seemed to appear pale and dull here, and they were so angry that they were not angry.

The son of a daughter did not sit in the hukou hall. When Mr. Fang came, he would not go too deep into the epidemic. He just turned around from a distance and came back in a carriage, but did not return to Fang's mansion, but came to a teahouse on the path outside the city.

The teahouse is not big, with only a small thatched hut. There is a straw tent outside to cover the sun, and there are four or five square meters of thick wooden cases. There are several benches next to each plan. They only sell some country tea and rough snacks, which are specially for businessmen to rest. Next to this country road with weeds, it seems quiet and quiet.

The owner of the teahouse is a man who looks about thirty years old, with a elegant and cold look.

But he did not run around and serve with scarves like other country teahouses. Instead, he wore a black robe that looked ordinary but was actually exquisitely crafted. He had a very fitting tailor, his hair was neatly tied and his temples were neat, just a little hair-tight.

At this time, he was lying on a clean bamboo chair next to the teahouse, closing his eyes to rest. A little cat was pressing two dogs to scratch.

"Boss, have tea!"

Fangcun picked up a clean bench and sat down, knocking on the table and shouting.

The teahouse owner opened his eyes, slowly stood up, brought a teapot and two tea cups for Fangcun, and then gently placed them in front of him, and went back to rest. He could notice that his fingers were slender and powerful, and his nails were extremely clean.

Fangcun poured a cup of tea himself and drank it. The tea was already cold, so he didn't care.

Sitting in this teahouse, you can see the gray scene of the plague land. The people dyed with plague were sitting all over the ground, waiting for death without any eyes, and people of all kinds were hurrying and busy. He looked carefully for a while and saw the figures of several people in the Nanshan League, as if they were helping the people to cure their illness, but everyone looked around vigilantly, as if they were waiting for something.

"You just sit like this, I'm afraid it's useless!"

The sleepy teahouse owner didn't raise his head and said slowly.

Fangcun turned his head and looked at him, and smiled and said, "Boss Qin knows what I'm here to do?"

The boss named Qin said lightly: "This plague is caused by demonic energy. Wherever there is demonic energy, you will be there!"

Fang Cun smiled and said, "Boss Qin seems to have seen something. Can you point out a clear way?"

Boss Qin didn't raise his eyelids and gently tapped the desk beside him.

Fang Cun couldn't help but smile bitterly, sighed, and said, "Boss Qin is good at everything, but the price is too expensive!"

Boss Qin remained silent and saw that the two beating puppies under his feet had already overturned the cat to the ground and was about to take revenge. He kicked the puppies aside with a light kick and said, "I can give you a free news. If someone really wants to refine human pills, then you must pay attention. When the human pill is refined, it will emit a lot of light, which can be seen within dozens of miles, and within a hundred miles, the Qi Refiners can detect it!"

Fang Cun nodded secretly, which means that if the other party is really refining human pills, then the place where the alchemy is refined can only choose some places suitable for escape, or deep mountains like before, or some corners that are convenient for escape. Only in this way can one immediately carry the alchemy away when the human pill is refined, and not be trapped in it by the academies and city guards of Qi Refiners who are rushing over...

After pondering slightly, he suddenly laughed and said, "Boss Qin, I have always wanted to ask, what do you know everything, what do you do?"

The boss Qin said with a faint expression: "You have taken care of my business so many times, but I still don't know what I do?"

Fangcun smiled and said, "You don't look like an assassin!"

Boss Qin said: "Assassins who look like assassins are not considered real assassins!"

Fang Cun smiled and said, "But you clearly don't look like a tea seller. Although you don't look like an assassin, you don't care about concealing your identity at all. You just opened such a teahouse like perfunctory... I'm really curious, can you usually live?"

Boss Qin ignored him and said after a while: "Your life alone is enough for me to make a fortune!"

Fangcun curled his lips and decided not to ask anymore.

Since he asked Xiao Qingliu to come out to help him find a killer to eliminate demons for the first time, the "Mr. Killer" Boss Qin, who was not satisfied with the price he offered, went to Fang's mansion to bargain with him. He accepted his fate. Mr. Fang, the second young master, hid behind the scenes and made a plan to command others to subdue demons without showing his true face. From the beginning, he had a miscarriage...

So since then, he simply stopped hiding from Boss Qin.

One of them was so attentive, the other was drinking tea and watching the scenery. He sat quietly for a while. Seeing that the sunset was setting, a thin figure came into the slanting thorn on the path. It was Xiao Qingliu who was temporarily pulled out by Fang Cun from the gentle village. He called "Master" to Boss Qin, and then said to Fang Cun: "Young Master, there is something going on with those from the Nanshan League!"

"Finished?"

Fang Cun sat upright, pondered for a moment, suddenly raised his eyebrows and said to Boss Qin: "How much does this cost?"

Boss Qin, who was teasing, stretched out a hand and gestured the word "five".

Fang Cun said: "This person is very powerful, not comparable to those evil cultivators of the fox demons before..."

Boss Qin said calmly: "I'm asking for a price for a sword, and one sword will be 5,000 taels, and I won't make more money from you!"
Chapter completed!