Feng Zhiwei's heart tightened, and she walked over quickly, only to see that the entrance of the village in front of her had been blocked by a crossbar, behind the crossbar, there was a lot of black smoke coming out of the village, and some yamen servants were walking back and forth in front of the crossbar, carrying firewood, with nervous expressions on their faces , and a few men in official uniforms, standing far away.
The butler said in amazement: "When I came here earlier, there was no such crossbar."
At this time, the yamen servants had already greeted them, shouting loudly: "This place is sealed off, no one is allowed to enter, go back, go back!"
Before he finished speaking, He Lianzheng's whip shook his head, "Get out of the way!"
"It's against you!" The yamen servant covered his face, "It's for your own good..."
"Whose master are you!" He Lianzheng threw him onto the crossbar again with a whip.
"Where is your Excellency, why do you beat people at will!" The men in official uniforms came over, and when they saw He Lianzheng, they were startled.
Feng Zhiwei said calmly, "Liu Zhizhou."
"Master Imperial Envoy!" That person was Liu Rui, the magistrate of Fengzhou. Seeing Feng Zhiwei, he hurriedly saluted, "Why did you come here?"
Feng Zhiwei remembered that she missed him when she went to visit him earlier, she was about to go to Renji Village, and was about to ask a question, but she heard Liu Rui immediately asked: "Your Excellency, you heard that there was a plague in this village, so you came here. Did you come to see?"
plague
Feng Zhiwei raised her eyebrows, and only then did she know why Hengmu blocked the village from passing.
"I didn't come here for this matter." She calmed down in an instant, and said simply, "Let go of the crossbar, I want to go over."
"My lord, don't do it!" Liu Zhizhou hurriedly came to stop him, "This village is plagued by a terrible epidemic. Seven families almost died overnight. We are about to burn the village, and the inside has already been set on fire. You can't go there!"
"Extinguish the fire." Feng Zhiwei still had the tone that could not refuse, and walked away.
Liu Zhizhou wanted to say more, but Feng Zhiwei suddenly turned and stared at him.
Her face was calm, but her eyes were like iron. Under the gloomy sky, she seemed to be shining with a deep blue light, so awe-inspiring that she couldn't be looked at. Liu Zhizhou's words were swallowed in his throat.
"Just stop me again, and I'll ask you to walk through the village with me."
Liu Zhizhou choked there, Ning Cheng had already kicked the crossbar and rushed in, Feng Zhiwei walked forward without turning his head, and said: "There is danger ahead, Ning Cheng and I can just go there, everyone else stay behind."
No response, everyone ignored her and followed her.
Feng Zhiwei didn't say anything, Gu Nanyi would not leave her behind, He Lianzheng and Yao Yangyu also had a stubborn temper, the guards had the duty of guarding, and shrinking in battle was a death penalty.
That being the case, the plague and the plague, let's break through together!
"My lord!" someone chased after him, "Caomin is Lizheng of Jiujie Village at the foot of the mountain, and he is going down the mountain anyway, Caomin will guide you! Caomin also knows several kinds of anti-epidemic herbs, and you can also point them out to your lord."
Feng Zhiwei nodded, and the group pushed aside the railing without hesitation, stepped on the firewood pile, and drove straight in.
Liu Zhizhou stared blankly at everyone's Jueran backs, only felt his heart shake, stomped his feet for a while, and said, "Hurry up and report back to Fengzhou!"
dead village.
In this small village in the middle of the mountain, it seems that there are no living people. There are all kinds of utensils scattered around, and there are little fires lit everywhere, emitting scorched black smoke. But it can be expected that in all the sheds that are on fire, there must be people who died suddenly.
The village of Jiujie was hurrying on the road, avoiding all the objects, but his eyes seemed to be looking for something, and he went straight to a certain direction.
He suddenly stopped in front of a vegetable field, and went to dig the soil without saying a word.
Feng Zhiwei's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the soil in the vegetable field was loose and wet, obviously it had just been dug. On the soil surface, a thin child's hand was stretched weakly, with fingers pointing straight to the sky in a scratching posture. , as if wanting to ask for justice from this indifferent sky.
A child is buried alive here!
Yao Yangyu said "ah" and was about to step forward to dig up the dirt, but Feng Zhiwei stopped him with his hand.
Most of the people buried here are people with the disease, and no one can touch them. She still has to go through the mountains and go to the ancestral hall, so she can't leave with this disease.
Unnecessary mercy will only harm more people.
"If you want to take this person away, then you can go by yourself." The child was dug out, his face was covered with mud, fortunately he was buried carelessly, and it didn't take long, and he seemed to be still alive.
"My lord! This is my nephew, he is not sick!" There was holding the child and knelt down for her, "My nephew has been strange since he was a child, he never gets sick, mosquitoes don't bite in midsummer, and Wanshan poison avoids him. Not infected with the evil plague! Master Liu didn’t believe what I said, and insisted on burying him, I, I... I just want to follow you and try to rescue him!"
He handed the child over, and sure enough, the face did not have the characteristic blue and black aura of plague patients.
When Feng Zhiwei heard the phrase "Dodge from poisonous things in Wanshan", his heart moved, thinking of the depths of the southern Fujian mountains in the South China Sea, there are always some mysterious legends, this child's blood may be a little strange, it may not be a bad thing to keep it.
"Let's go." She has never been an indecisive person, so she decided not to waste time anymore, waved her hand, and the group continued to move forward quickly. Gu Nanyi, who was walking at the end, popped out a spark and landed on the dry grass on the eaves On the ground, there was a bang, and the whole village was gradually submerged in the silent and distorted flames.
Feng Zhiwei's back, in the firelight, did not look back, and went away resolutely.
In the mountains, I ate some medicinal herbs that I was looking for there, and after a while, I passed through the mountains.
Before arriving at the Yan Family Ancestral Hall, far away, I saw countless people running towards a certain direction on the road, like a colony of ants converging from all directions and flowing into a certain destination.
"This is a member of the nearby Yan family." Li Zheng said, "The Yan family is a big family that has developed for hundreds of years. Tens of thousands, and counting their relatives and relatives of relatives, it can be said that 40% of the people in Fengzhou have something to do with the Yan family. Of course, this kind of relationship is usually not very good, and the Yan family cannot take care of so many People, many of these people are usually hired workers in the Yan family, but when it comes to things like the clan, the South China Sea rules, the ancestral hall is washed away, and the disaster lasts for nine generations, no one can shrug it off, so everyone will go."