Dayong Nu sentenced to death

"Master Cui, Lord Su."

A group of people passed by, and they stood three steps away and nodded to them. Their ears and noses were wrapped in face scarves, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, dull and numb.

Carrying a stretcher in twos.

The white cloth for wrapping the body was used up, and the tragic death was exposed upright in front of people's eyes, the face was black and red, and the skin and flesh seemed to be sucked dry, entangled on the bones with shriveled.

The blood from the corners of the mouth reached the base of the ears and neck.

The corpse closest to them stared wide-eyed, revealing large expanses of blue-green whites, and dilated pupils, as if harboring endless resentment.

Seeing Su Rao frowned, the leading man immediately moved to block in front of the corpse, "It's because we acted improperly and disturbed your lord."

Su Rao shook her head silently.

"How were the casualties yesterday?"

The man lowered his eyes and sighed deeply: "98, 37 people have been dragged away since this morning. It seems that there are more people than yesterday. The cremator can't handle it, and the line has already started."

"If it doesn't work, send it to the kiln factory in the west, and it will be cleaned up everywhere. The corpse must be burned as soon as possible, and it must not be delayed."

Cui Yi looked at the crowd, and said in a warm voice: "You should also be careful when entering and leaving the critically ill area. You must burn your clothes and wash them thoroughly according to the regulations, so as not to get stained."

"Brothers, don't worry, the little man will go to work first."

The two sides said goodbye, and after leaving a certain distance, one of them suddenly stopped, choked up and said, "Er Hu couldn't get up this morning, he coughed a lot, and even developed a high fever. The doctor came to see him and said that he probably suffered..."

"Seeing that more and more people are dying, why didn't you ask them just now..."

"enough!"

The man walking in front suddenly turned his head and yelled at him, touching the red eyes of the brother behind him, his stern expression softened a bit, and he said seriously: "What's the use of asking, it's useless to upset people, why don't we do our own thing well. "

"But if things go on like this, people who get sick will die. What will Erhu do? He's still so young, and his wife just had a baby boy, and he followed us in to help without even holding the baby... What's the point? Anyway, how do we explain to our sister-in-law?"

After speaking, everyone fell silent.

The man glanced at the carrying corpse, and said hoarsely, "When we decided to come, we gave up our lives, Erhu... If we really can't make it through, we need to take care of us in the future."

"We have so many brothers, we will never let their mothers starve to death."

Another moment of silence.

As everyone was carrying the corpse, the young voice trembled and said, "Brother Huang, we won't all die in this city, I, I don't want to die..."

"Let's go in front of the King of Hell's palace. Don't tell me that these bad words can be overcome. Lord Zhang, Imperial Physician Qi, and the nobles of the imperial court will try to save Huacheng."

One said in relief.

The young man was still worried, "They have been here for three days, but the situation has not improved."

"Yes, the imperial court will send people to support, and some infected people have longer seizures. This is a good thing."

The man glanced at them and cheered them up: "The doctor is also a human being. I heard that Mr. Cui is a big shot in Shengjing, a son of a noble family, and he wouldn't come here to take risks if he didn't save people."

"And Lord Nasu."

His voice paused, and his tone was admirable: "Don't look at her as a woman, if she hadn't stood in front of the crossbow that night, we would have become underground ghosts, and Mrs. Zhang, young master, old doctor Qi, Yun Le Princess..."

"Everyone is working hard, there is no reason for us to say something depressing."

"Go to work."

Perhaps his words had an effect, and no one spoke any more along the way, and followed the familiar route to carry the lifeless corpses to the place, and threw them into the kiln for incineration.

Watching them being licked and swallowed by the fire snake, turned into a handful of ashes.

The heat is smoky.

Everyone just felt the coldness and piercing bone, and they didn't know where the spring came from...

Overcast clouds filled the sky, and it began to rain.

The rain was swept by the strong wind, stabbing the face like a knife, the open-air fire frame was extinguished, and nothing could be done, so the corpses were piled up at the entrance of the kiln.

Layer by layer, like the firewood stored in the kitchen to be burned.

The heavy rain did not wash away the gloom in Hwaseong, but instead heated up the bloody and stuffy atmosphere to the extreme. The unique sourness of the rain was mixed with the soaring corpse smell, and it became more and more heavy.

Su Rao and Cui Yi found Qi Weishi that day.

He didn't rest, and after sitting for a while, he went to take care of the patients again. He was busy shuttling among the shadows, looking at the old figure, and the two of them didn't bother him.

"Qi Lao is old and has been overworked during this time, so I still don't tell him."

"it is good."

The two have made up their minds.

Su Rao recruited Xiao San and asked him to find the corpses of the two different symptoms separately and send them to a place where no one was around. Xiao San knew what she wanted to do as soon as Xiao heard it, and took the order without saying a word.

"Can you do it? How about I come?"

Cui Yi asked while changing into the sackcloth that had been soaked in medicinal juice, Su Rao was taken aback when he heard this, and gave him a strange look.

It was only then that she remembered that only the guards like Zhu Yan and Gu Cheng had seen her autopsy. Cui Yi knew that her autopsy was excellent, but she didn't know more details.

But he accepted the proposal far more easily than expected.

"Does brother know what to do?"

Cui Yi shook his head, hesitatingly said: "I don't know until I get started..."

"Let me do it."

Su Rao tied her sleeves tightly, put on her gloves, and asked someone to find a set of butcher's knives. She usually didn't care too much about the snake blades she used for autopsies.

This time the situation is different.

Just in case, the things that are handled must be burned at the end.

Cui Yi watched her fingertips swipe across several knife handles of different sizes, and finally chose a short and thin knife, weighed it in his hand, and looked focused.

Looking at that posture, it's really quite oppressive.

This matter was carried out in secret, Xiao San only used the people they brought from Shengjing to carry, a total of four corpses were spread out on the ground of the main house one by one.

The body was still warm.

"The subordinates are guarding outside. If you need anything, your lord will help you."

They backed out.

This is a small courtyard, surrounded by walls. The owner has been dead for several days, and it is covered with a thin layer of dust. There are only two living people in the room, Su Rao and Cui Yi. Make enough space.

Outside the eaves of the rain, pattering.

The fog is in the air.

Most of the light was blocked, making the surroundings seem a little dark.

Cui Yi looked at the corpse, hesitated for a while, and said, "How about I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Rao had already walked up to a dead body and squatted down, pushed aside the clothes in twos and twos, pressed the tip of the knife against the blue chest, inserted it mercilessly, and then cut it open...

The small sounds were drowned out by the sound of rain.

But Cui Yi swears that he still heard the piercing sound of the flesh very clearly, and the blood gushed out, and those hands, as casually as peeling grape skins, peeled off the yellow and white bleeding things...