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Chapter 145 Sending the God of Plague

With the support of his elder brother Lin Zhen, Lin Qian was slowly walking out of the isolation point.

Standing outside the crowd, he found that apart from the crowd where the two groups of people merged, there were still many people outside the crowd, like real walking dead.

"Why don't you go to your family, why don't you go home?"

Chen Ying, the short judge, walked towards a recovering patient who was wandering in a daze, and asked curiously.

"Family?"

"Where is home?"

"I'm the only one in our family!"

The man muttered to himself, looking at the happy crowd in the distance, he couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

Chen Ying couldn't help but have a sore nose, and her eyes were a little blurred. She looked at thousands of walking corpses like the person in front of her. How many broken families are these?

And those extinct families, how many are there?
Lin Qian shook his head, even passing the sentence, he didn't even have this bit of common sense, it was the sorrow of the people of Jiqing Mansion!

"Lord Lin, don't worry, we will deal with these people properly."

After Yan Shiqian saw it from the side, he quickly stepped forward and promised that after this series of events, he no longer dared to underestimate this mere eighth-rank medical officer.

Lin Qian was noncommittal, if possible, he was going to replace all the people present when the Jiqing Mansion stabilized!

"Master Lin, thank you Master Lin for saving my second dog!"

Walking out of the isolation point, the fused crowd greeted them.

"Master Lin, we misunderstood you, please scold us!"

It was Ergou's wife Cuihua who was speaking. She was full of guilt and hoped to atone for her sins in this way.

"That's right, Master Lin, hit us and scold us, we were wrong!"

Lin Qian shook his head. These ordinary people are actually very simple, but they are also ignorant. If they are well guided, they will be the most lovable people in the world. If they are used by bad people, they will become a terrible force.

However, they cannot be blamed for this. If the officials of Jiqing Mansion had guided them correctly, the matter would not have turned into this way.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated, and the rain came and went quickly, and the clouds disappeared for a while, and there was even a looming rainbow hanging on the sky.

In this situation, Lin Qian suddenly became very poetic, and a poem naturally appeared in his mind.

[Green waters and green mountains are in vain, Hua Tuo is helpless. 】

Jiqing Mansion is located in the southwest, and it was originally one of the largest granaries in Dagan, with green water and green mountains. Needless to say, its scenery is already early spring, and greenery is emerging from the land. Looking at this beautiful river and mountain, the forest Qianqian sighed unconsciously.

What is the use of green water and green mountains?
People are gone, so naturally there is much more in vain.

Hua Tuo was helpless, Yan Shiqian couldn't help but blush when he heard this sentence.

Others might only think that Lin Qian was lamenting that even the legendary genius doctor Hua Tuo, who was best at treating insect diseases, was helpless against this plague.

But in Yan Shiqian's ears, it has another meaning. According to the biography of Zhonghua Tuo in "Historical Records", Hua Tuo is good at treating insects, that is, he is good at treating parasitic diseases.The example of Hua Tuo cited here is obviously targeted.

The worms here obviously refer to these officials who eat vegetarian meals with corpses, they are the parasites of Jiqing Mansion, they are the parasites of Daqian, even the genius doctor Hua Tuo has nothing to do with these parasites, Lin Qian is obviously using Hua Tuo here Tuo compared himself.

Yan Shiqian didn't feel ashamed, but was a little wary. Lin Qian obviously had a big opinion on them!

[Thousand villages of Xueli people left arrows, ten thousand households of Xiao Shu ghosts sang. 】

Fructus Lily is a kind of creeping shrub, which mostly clings to the front and back of the village. Lin Qian thought of the village he passed by when he came here. Because of the plague, the villagers were unable to renovate their homes, which led to the collapse of the village.

Under the ravages of disease, many villages have been wiped out, only the plague god is singing, and only death is dancing wildly.

Overgrown with wild grass and filthy fields, people were dying and fleeing, and it was desolate and desolate. The only thing people could hear was the mourning songs of ghosts.

Hearing Lin Qian's poems, the common people thought of all the things in the past few months, and couldn't help but feel sad. Tears fell like rain. These are tears of sadness. They are also sad for the hardships and hardships in the plague, and the separation of life and death. This is also joy. tears,

[Sit on the ground and travel [-] miles a day, survey the sky and see a thousand rivers in the distance.

The Cowherd wanted to ask about the God of Plague, but the same joys and sorrows passed away. 】

So how to solve this problem?

Time flies, and the years pass by. I traveled through the vast and endless universe on the Dagan Star to find the answer. When I was visiting the Milky Way, I met Niulang. He asked me about the things in the world, and I told him about the past. The plague of sorrow and pain that has brought to the people is now gone like a wave of water flowing eastward forever!

In the poem, the people suddenly felt that the ground under their feet seemed to be turning, and they were flying at high speed with the rotation of the ground. It really felt like sitting on the ground and traveling [-] miles a day.

The rainbow in the sky became brighter, and I don't know if it was supposed to be like this, or it became a rainbow bridge for the Cowherd to meet the Weaver Girl.

A star's star rises high in the sky!

The stars appear in the daytime, and it is the poetry of heaven again!
Originally high in the sky, hidden in the clouds, a woman in a strange dress and silver ornaments suddenly felt dizzy. When she came back to her senses, the scenery in her eyes had become unfamiliar.

The woman's pupils shrank slightly, and she was horrified.

"Could it be that the half saint made a move?"

She is a rain master of the fourth grade of wizards, who can make her move without resistance, which can only be done by a half-sage.

But if the half-sage takes action, why not kill her directly?

She was a little puzzled, but after identifying the direction, she glanced at the direction of Daqian, and went straight to the south without hesitation. Dagan was too dangerous!
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In the prison of Jiqing Mansion, Jia Rang and Professor Liu Zhimao looked at the small window on the wall strangely.

"What's going on outside? It's so lively?"

Jia Rang curiously asked the jailer who guarded the two of them outside. Since the plague began, Jiqing Mansion has not been so lively for a long time. Even in the cell, they can clearly feel the noise outside, as if Generally during the holidays.

It hasn't been long since the jailer came in after changing shifts outside, so he should have some understanding of the situation outside.

The two Wen Gong were banned by Yan Shiqian with official seals, and they were a little stronger than ordinary people because they couldn't mobilize their talents. It was unrealistic to escape from prison, and they never thought of doing so. From the time they were picked out by Lin Qian, they Knowing his end, now he is just living.

"Master Lin has driven out the plague, and now the people are celebrating!"

The jailer was also in a good mood, thinking that the two were once well-known figures in the Jiqing Mansion, even though they were in the prison at this time, the jailer who didn't know the charges against the two did not dare to offend them too much.

"Get rid of the plague?"

Jia Rang repeated, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

It's only been a few hours since they came in, and Lin Qian cured the plague?Is this too fast?
"Also, why didn't that big man from the Wu Clan make a move?"

"Even if the Fourth Grade Rain Master takes action, it is impossible for Lin Qian and the others to get rid of the plague so easily, even in Dagan territory."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The jailer didn't know why Mr. Tuiguan was so groggy, he just smiled and said, "What did I lie to you for? If it wasn't for getting rid of the plague, how would the common people dare to come out to celebrate?"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Although it was absurd, Jia Rang believed it eight out of ten, and looked at Liu Zhimao with confusion and horror in his eyes!
(End of this chapter)