Chapter 22 Cold clouds and days full of smoke
I'm a doctor. Can you take me to see a patient? I can help you cure the plague."
Bai Zhi blurted out.
She was afraid of the gloomy death here, but all her relatives were killed in the plague. The master saved the young her and taught her medicine and pathology. So, there is no reason for her not to treat other patients today.
The middle-aged man shook his head:
"It's a curse, a complete curse, but ten days ago, a ghost sang at night, saying that it died here, and the bones were abandoned for people and not buried. Therefore, it wants to take revenge. He wants to bring down the plague here, so that people will die, and the corpses will be mountain, and it's too late to be buried... Evil curse, family dead, coffins It's not enough. It's full of corpses, and the evil spirit's wish is about to be fulfilled..."
Bai Zhi shook her head.
She is a doctor. She believes in pathology. She knows that when manpower is not enough, she should obey the law of life, old age, illness and death. However, she does not believe this curse rumors anyway.
"Became to see the patient, maybe I can help you. In front of the doctor, there is no curse. Aren't you afraid that your relatives also died because of this? Why stay here?"
"Since I have been cursed, I am also willing to accompany my wife underground... What's more, the people in our village can't go to the next village. In order not to be infected by the plague, as soon as we cross the village, they will be shot to death. What can we do? It's not that I'm not afraid, it's not that I don't want to live well, but it's wronged to involve the lives of the two. Even if we die, we will accept our fate..."
The man said it sincerely and movedly.
In the lonely village, there was another cold wind, with yellow leaves and paper money, and vaguely, sad crying and prayers...
"Oh, the prayer in the village is about to begin. I have to pray immediately!" Men's way.
Without hesitation, Bai Zhi and Yi Hui followed closely.
In the middle of the village, in a very open place, two or three hundred people knelt down. In the middle, a man was dressed in white, brushing dust in his hand, singing and dancing around a brazier. On the brazier, there are many pieces of cloth burning. The cloth is burning and making a sizzling sound. The flame jumped and reddened the man's face.
The man is very young, with a white complexion, as if transparent, and he is extremely beautiful. He sang sentences that could not hear the characters, like crying, but the people around him were intoxicated, not singing in a low voice.
After that, the man sometimes looked up at the sky and sometimes knelt down to pray. For a long time, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which was low on his plain clothes, which was very conspicuous.
Everyone suddenly calmed down and looked up at the man in white.
"Master, master, what is the revelation from God? He is willing to save us."
The man seemed to have used too much strength because of this ceremony and looked very tired. It took a long time to calm down and said:
"The God instructed that people should save themselves. God has sent a magic doctor here, and he will follow God's instructions to save his loyal people..."
Will the magic doctor come? Where is the magic doctor? With the epidemic here, the people in the neighboring village have blocked the road. How can there be outsiders..." An old man stood up and said, and suddenly, his eyes were stunned. He saw Bai Zhi and Yi Hui.
Everyone also saw them and gathered around.
"God's instructions, there will be magic doctors to save us. Are you the magic doctors sent by God?"
Everyone's eyes are full of expectations, and they see hope for survival on the verge of despair.
"I'm Huo Lingxiao, a pharmacist. I happen to pass by here, and I can help you diagnose and treat diseases." Bai Zhidao.
"The magic doctor, the magic doctor sent by God..."
Everyone bent down and knelt down, with expectation and ecstasy in their eyes.
Bai Zhi took a step back and helped the old man in front of him.
She can't explain that she is just a doctor, just passing by by chance. She is neither a magic doctor nor obeying God's instructions. She can't extinguish the fire-like desire to survive in everyone's hearts at this moment.
Traveling in the boundless desert, the food is exhausted. Perhaps, the mirage in the distance will also guide travelers to the oasis, with the possibility of survival.
"Texit me to see the patient..."
Bai Zhi said gently, and her eyes were full of compassion.
There are patients in every family, and there are mourners in every household.
When I walked through the streets and alleys of the mountain village, I happened to meet a group of people carrying coffins and buried them.
There is no ceremony, even the relatives didn't even wear mourning clothes, no one cried, and no one even cried.
Silent sadness.
In the past ten days, they have endured from fear, panic to habituality and death.
People's strength and self-confidence sometimes collapse in an instant.
Although Bai Zhi is used to death, he is also shocked by such death and people's numbness in the face of death.
The black spots infected with the plague spread on the sick, devouring a person's life and dignity.
Bai Zhi and Yi Hui saw a mother desperately holding a baby infected with the plague. They were in pain and kept kneeling and praying, with their foreheads blue and purple. Such despair and helplessness, such sadness and helplessness; seeing a young couple infected with the plague, the last carnival when they were born hopeless, even if they had black spots on each other's faces, they were also extremely beautiful in each other's eyes...
At dusk, the two lived in a clean courtyard arranged by the wizard.
The young wizard lives alone and has a twelve- or three-year-old disciple who is responsible for his living. Although the courtyard is simple but clean, even the fallen leaves are cleaned up in time, which shows the wizard's meticulousness. Here, there is no smell of death yet.
The little disciple flucked water from the well in the courtyard to wash their hands, then made tea and brought pastries.
"You two have worked hard. This place is simple. Please ask the magic doctor!" The young wizard is polite.
"I'm sorry to bother you. Dare to ask what the master is called?" Bai Zhi asked.
"I have been wandering around the world for many years, and no one has called me my name for a long time. Just ask me to be far away from you two. The wizard said.
Xinyuan looks just like Yi Hui's age, but his tone is full of vicissitudes.
He is delicate, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his tone is gentle and polite, but his bones are slightly mysterious and strange.
Yi Hui and Bai Zhi have been working hard for a day. They haven't run out of rice and can't care much. Although they are simple pastries in front of them, they also taste good.
Watching the two eat, ask from afar:
"Can you two see the clue? How to save such humble, helpless and miserable people? Thousands of creatures are entrusted to the magic doctor..."
His voice seemed to come from a distance, far away and ethereal.
Bai Zhi shook her head slightly:
"I haven't seen that this plague is not an ordinary plague. It's fierce, but it's extremely strange."
In the past ten days, nearly 100 people have died in this village road of 3,000 to 400 households and thousands of people, and nearly 400 to 500 people have fallen ill. If it is not cured, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"I'll walk around the village later, maybe I can find something..."
I sighed slightly, but I didn't say much.
The sun sets and sprinkles a piece of golden yellow.
The mountain village at dusk is bathed in this warm golden yellow.
"Brother Hui, do you think it's weird? There seems to be something wrong, curse, wizard, plague... It's all weird..." Bai Zhi asked.
"Since you don't believe in curses, it's good to find the cause of the disease. As long as it is a disease, you can always find the cause of the disease and find a solution." Yi Hui comforted.
Bai Zhi nodded and Liu's eyebrows were slightly cheeky.
On the street, occasionally people come out and see Bai Zhi, they all come to salute with great respect.
A white-haired old lady bowed at Bai Zhi's feet despite Bai Zhi's help:
"The magic doctor, the magic doctor, the lives of the people in our family are in your favor. The old woman has never done evil in her life, and my son and daughter-in-law are also really good people. We should not be cursed... Thank you for coming to us. You and the master are living gods sent by God..."
"Has Master Xinyuan just arrived in the village?" Yi Hui asked.
"Yes," the old lady nodded: "Master Xinyuan has only been in the village for six or seven days. Since he arrived, the plague has spread slowly. You don't know that at the beginning of the plague, a black spot appeared on a person and died overnight. Master Xinyuan arrived, and every day, he led everyone to pray to heaven and pray to heaven for more time. In the past few days, the old woman in the east of the village went after four days of illness... We are looking forward to the arrival of the magic doctor again, and God finally forgives us..."
The old lady chattered.
Bai Zhi and Yi Hui helped up the old lady. Bai Zhi asked.
Ten days ago, did the plague suddenly start? A lot of people died that day?"
"Yes, the first night, all night, everyone in the village heard the ghost singing at night and said that they wanted to take revenge on us. Then, the next day, many people began to be infected with the plague. That night, the infected man died, including the old man in my family... with big eyes and looking at us... It's only been three days. ..."
The old lady recalled, her eyes were full of tears.
Bai Zhi and Yi Hui looked at each other doubtfully.
Ten days ago, the ghost sang at night, and seven days ago, Xinyuan arrived, and today... Today's ceremony seems to be prepared for them, and it is accurate that they will come...
The faint uneasiness appeared in the hearts of the two and expanded.
A huge conspiracy came, and the price was unarmed and innocent people.
Suppressing their uneasiness, the two continued to walk through the village.
Yi Hui and Bai Zhi walked to the entrance of the village. Next to the well at the entrance of the village, many bustling people were gouging water. When they saw them coming, they all stopped and saluted them.
"The magic doctor, the magic doctor is coming..."
No one said anything, and everyone knelt silently at Bai Zhi's feet:
"The magic doctor, please give our lives to the magic doctor. The magic doctor sent by God, please save us..."
Bai Zhi was shocked and helped everyone up with Yi Hui.
She could see that she was their only hope in the eyes of everyone, but at this moment, she was just shuttling in the darkness, behind her, or even a conspiracy that they could not cope with.
However, her weakness cannot be revealed in front of everyone.
"Let's all get up. God will forgive everyone, and I will do my best to cure everyone's plague.
Everyone is full of gratitude.
"Sister-in-law, does your whole village drink water in this well? Didn't each family drill their own wells?
Yi Hui asked a middle-aged woman in front of him.
"There are only three wells in the village, one here, one in the east of the village and one in the west of the village. There is little water in the northwest, so it is difficult to drill a well. How can every family drill well to get water alone?
The woman replied.
Bai Zhi asked her for a bowl and scooped a bowl of water from the bucket. Her hands were already trembling.
Yi Hui holds Bai Zhi's hand:
"Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, we can always find a solution. Believe in yourself and believe in me!"
I dodged the crowd and put the bowl of water on the stone table at the entrance of the village. Bai Zhi pulled out the silver hairpin on her head and trembled into the water.
The water turns black in an instant...
The moment I picked up the silver hairpin, my hand shook and banged, and the water was knocked to the ground by Bai Zhi. Following the stone table, it ticking fell to the ground.
"Let's go to the Xinyuan Master. He should give people an explanation!" Yi Hui said. No wonder there is a small well in his yard..."