"Hey, have you heard that the immortal sent a message to finish moving the dead bodies earlier, so the porridge will be delivered earlier this morning."
In the shack, two old ladies in shabby clothes were talking in a low voice. The person who was sleeping soundly next to him woke up with a start and got up:
"Is porridge still served today?"
The old lady nodded, and the man kowtowed repeatedly, speaking of mercy. After questioning the two early-rising old men carefully, I realized that the immortals had created large pits in eight directions in the city overnight, and let people who died earlier who were unable to survive the serious illness carry them into the pit and prepare to burn them together. Immunity spread again.
This man had some knowledge, and he appreciated Lin Luoran's opinion, so he got up and joined the team carrying the dead body.
There were nearly ten thousand corpses, and the eight pits were not enough to fill them. Lin Luoran stood high on the wall, and when he saw which pit was full, he threw a fireball down and ignited the piles of corpses.
The fire of the five elements is comparable to ordinary fires that are not burned by wood, without the burnt smell of burning corpses along the road, and those corpses were quickly turned into ashes in the flames.
Everyone is united, before noon, the matter has already been done.
On the Main Street of the City Lord's Mansion, more than a hundred cauldrons were placed again. Like last night, I drank porridge again, but today it was fruit porridge. Apples, bananas, and mangoes could be diced to make porridge. The fruits that had been stored in Lin Luoran's space for a long time finally had a way out.
These fruits contain a touch of aura, which is perfect for patients. Since she has used up the magical air, she is willing to give some fruits to ordinary people.
Mixed with the fruity aroma is the medicinal aroma. Gastrodia elata was ready to be harvested overnight, and Lin Luoran powdered it with other medicinal materials and added it to the porridge, so as not to boil the soup again.
One dose of medicine a day, drinking it for three days, the symptoms of the plague will subside, right
Lin Luoran looked at the porridge and the women who were still busy in the backyard. They could endure hardships more than she thought. They didn't rest last night. It was all thanks to more than a hundred people who traveled all over Shencheng and fell into a coma The infected people were poured into medicinal porridge, otherwise some of them would not even survive last night.
Tasting the medicinal fragrance in the fruit porridge, many people have already secretly cried.
If the loose porridge is to satisfy their hunger, then it is really treating the disease at this time.
After the power of the medicine dissipates, the heat flow of the limbs and bones is extraordinary, but the elixir is not grown all over the street, is it because of the female fairy's willingness
If Lin Luoran can peer into people's hearts, he must be amazed at the wisdom of the people.
Saved a group of ordinary people who didn't know each other, and turned two thousand-year-old ginseng to supplement their vitality against the virus. If the monks in the cultivation world knew about it, they would beat their chests and feet.
Even though Lin Luoran's family has a great career, she still needs to be willing.
Don't you see that in real life, there are many people who are not benevolent for the rich, and those who low-key support mountain village students to do good deeds are not necessarily rich people.
It has nothing to do with money, rich or poor. Saving money is very motivating, but how many people are willing to distribute the property they have acquired to do good deeds
Thousands of years of ginseng, even in Lin Luoran's space, is the beginning of her practice. The first batch was planted more than ten years ago, leaving aside the need for alchemy, she kept most of the aged elixir. Gave it to the Lin family.
These are the two best ginseng left in her hands.
There is still Gastrodia elata in the space that needs to be replanted, Lin Luoran flashed into the space.
Ximei and younger brother woke up, obediently drank two bowls of porridge, but they didn't see the very kind sister Lin, who was only known to the seventh prince Sang Ye in the city lord's mansion.
Seeing the two young children approaching him, the corners of Sang Ye's indifferent eyes could not help but melt a little.
Because of the green luan on his eyebrows, he was sent out of the palace since he was a child, and his parents were there. In fact, his life was no different from that of an orphan. This little girl named Ximei and her brother have also become orphans...
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Three days, compared to the long lifespan of the alchemy cultivator, is the time that Bai Yuncanggou would slip away inadvertently.
But for those who are struggling on the verge of death and robbing their lives with the plague, every day that passes, when the fever subsides, or the erythema dissipates and fades a little, they have more courage to face tomorrow.
Different from Duo Mi who was waiting to die before, she was looking forward to the next meal, to recovering from illness, and to live.
With the heart to survive, fewer people smashed houses in the city. The stabbed villains will not wake up suddenly, but they also know that this is not the time for them to make trouble.
There is nothing to do, everyone is full of porridge, and the only thing we can do when we get together is to chat.
In the beginning, at most, we could talk about how delicious the porridge was, you ate shiitake mushrooms, I ate cucumber flavor, or the weather was so nice.
Then there is where each other came from, and there are still people in the family who survived the plague and shed tears with them.
But these things are said over and over again, which is boring to hear. When everyone has energy and leisure, most of these infected people are peasants and small businessmen or the poor in the city. In fact, they are most curious and want to talk about consumption. Where did the immortal who saved 20,000 to 30,000 people with his heartpower come from
Dao name is not known, the grace of life, can not even repay the incense in the future, how can people feel at ease
People outside the city are of course also looking forward to the situation in the city.
Especially the generals who resisted the decree to delay the day of burning. Three days have passed in the blink of an eye since Lin Luoran spoke to save these many people. The eunuchs in the palace of the warlord kept urging him, but he didn't believe the general's words that the immortals were coming to this world.
This general surnamed Zhang already had the clues of being a master of meritorious service, otherwise he would not be able to fight on the front line, but he was pushed and shoved to do the immoral thing of burning the city. The eunuch can best figure out the mind of the emperor, and faced General Zhang's good words and explanations, he made things difficult for him in every possible way.
The night of the third day came as promised, and the fairy was hard to find.
The eunuch said sharply, "General Zhang, are you going to blatantly disobey the emperor's orders?"
"Zhang doesn't dare, it's because the immortals have orders, and he dare not disobey."
The eunuch sneered, immortal, where are immortals
Several lieutenants secretly gritted their teeth, not knowing whether they wanted to persuade the general to obey the order, or to seek a chance for the civilians in the city. However, the sky was already dark, and there was no adulteration in the three days. The immortal in white clothed in snow had shown his supernatural power three days ago, but he hadn't moved any more.
The city was also very quiet. If it weren't for the fact that the tung oil lamps hanging under the eaves of the City Lord's Mansion were lit up one by one every night, they would have suspected that Shencheng had actually become a dead city.
The immortal missed the appointment, did he fail to save these 20,000 to 30,000 people
That's right, after all, it's not two or three people, it's not two or three hundred, it's not two or three thousand... Even if there is an immortal method, trying to save two or three thousand people at the same time is a fantasy, right
General Zhang felt sorry, the eunuch was spitting all over the place, urging him to order the burning of the city, General Zhang was not without pressure at all.
He had already seen the doubts about Ying Guo's present, there was no need to make mistakes, just a little excuse, waiting for Zhang's family, it must not be a good thing.
For these many civilians, he died.
But hundreds of people in the Zhang family, especially his eldest grandson, just made full moon wine a few days ago.
He frowned, it was a struggle between conscience and selfishness.
The eunuch seemed to see the clue, sneered a few times, and went straight to the outer tent. He chose a high place, took out a yellow silk scroll from his pocket, and read out the secret decree.
General Zhang lost the right to manage 30,000 elite soldiers!
The eunuch held up the imperial decree, and his shrill voice was heard far away in the night: "All officers and men obey the order, burn the city immediately! Burn the city immediately!"
General Zhang collapsed and backed away, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Arrows with kerosene were shot into Shencheng. Although the city walls are stained by fire, the buildings in the city are also made of wood. The weather in Ying Kingdom is hot, and the wooden boards are extremely dry, so the burning speed is not much slower than the city walls splashed with kerosene.
In Shencheng, which is considered to be a dead city, the sky is full of hustle and bustle, cries for help, shouts of anger, cries, intertwined together, let the arrows in the soldiers' hands slow down... what's the use, the fire has already spread.
The civilians who were raised in captivity like pigs had red threads in their tears, and were extremely sad and angry.
Inside the blazing wall are their relatives!
It doesn't matter if they are dead, but listening to the movement, it is clear that most of them are alive, and they are still alive. Their relatives must have been rescued by the immortals. They didn't die at the hands of the plague, but they were going to be burned alive!
"I will fight with you!"
The civilians with red eyes rushed forward, no more trouble than the rich people before. This kind of grief and indignation that penetrated into the bone marrow infected people's hearts and resonated. The swords in the hands of the elite soldiers are obviously cold, and they obviously have three times the number of civilians outside the city, but they are forced to retreat steadily by their flesh and blood.
Because they are guilty!
The anger of the common people can make people panic when gathered together.
The conflict was about to break out, and the eunuch was beheaded with a sword by General Zhang who rushed out after hearing the movement.
Immortals broke promises, eunuchs deceived others, and conflicts broke out between civilians and soldiers. General Zhang did not allow the swords made by his own country to cut at his own people!
Self-help, at this last moment, the only way left is self-help.
He wanted to tell everyone to be quiet, and he could organize rescues after breaking through the city gate, but as soon as he looked up, the sky suddenly started to rain heavily without warning. In fact, it was not without any signs. The city lord's mansion also had a flash of light before, but everyone was emotional and didn't notice it.
General Zhang looked up and saw a white shadow hovering over Shencheng.
The rain didn't fall from the sky at all, but from the woman's fingertips. The brilliance flowed, separated by an extremely long distance, even if the face could not be seen clearly, it still felt compassionate and moving.
The conflicts and restlessness in the city stopped, and everything inside and outside the city was agreed to be silent.
—Fire oil floats on water, can the rain she falls really put out the fire
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