After bandaging the wounds of Yeluheng and Yeluha, Alayanzong and Wulazhitao walked out of the bamboo forest and continued westward.

Yeluheng and Yeluha wanted to go with them, but when they saw Wula Zhitao's angry gaze, they backed down and had to follow far behind.

Moreover, Yeluha had an injury on his leg and was leaning on a wooden stick, so he couldn't walk fast at all. But Wula Zhitao deliberately walked forward quickly, and as a result, the distance got further and further away.

Seeing Ula Zhitao walking quickly, Alayanzong followed closely, which was very different from the previous state of leisurely pace. After walking four or five miles, Ula Zhitao's face was still not happy at all.

Ala Yanzong said carefully: "Don't be angry, okay?"

Wula Zhitao snorted in her nostrils and said: "How can I not be angry? I don't want you to take action, but you insist on helping. The two people you helped turned out to be scum. If they only stole our dried meat, they would be

That’s all, you’re still trashing people. You’re simply a beast!”

Ala Yanzong said helplessly: "I originally thought they were not that bad. Only after I rescued them did I realize how dirty these two people were. But now that I have rescued them, I can't beat them to death anymore, right?"

Wula Zhitao was still angry and said: "If you beat me to death, beat me to death! You deserve to die!"

Ala Yanzong saw that Ula Zhitao was still angry, so he comforted them and said: "I will not help them anymore. If I encounter them and do bad things again, I will teach them a lesson."

Seeing what Ala Yanzong said, Wula Zhitao's face became slightly better, "That's more or less. We will never tolerate such people. Being kind to such evil people is doing evil things."

Ala Yanzong took off the water bag and handed it to the peach of Ula, "First drink some water to quench your thirst."

Ula Zhitao took the water bag.

Alayanzong added: "My sister is absolutely right. If I had known they were so evil before, I would definitely not have helped them. I regret not listening to you just now."

Wula Zhitao returned the water bag to Ala Yanzong, "You are too emotional. I am calmer than you. It is better to listen to me on some things."

Ala Yanzong nodded hurriedly, "Definitely, definitely from now on."

Wula Zhitao no longer looked angry just now, her tone became more relaxed, and she said: "There is a degree to both good and evil. Those who do evil do not necessarily have to be beaten to death with a stick. They must always be given some opportunities to correct themselves. Even if you do good, you cannot blindly do good.

It’s unconditional, you have to know that desires are hard to satisfy.”

After listening to Wula Zhitao's words, Ala Yanzong felt that there was indeed a certain truth to it, and he couldn't help but admire Wula Zhitao in his heart. Although she was two years younger than him, she saw the problem more clearly than he did.

The mountain road now was smoother and straighter than before, and the two of them walked more than ten miles without knowing it.

Turning around the foot of a mountain, a small stream appears. Along the small stream, a road continues to the west. There is a fork at the foot of the mountain, and another road leads deep into the mountain.

The two stopped at the fork.

The stream is gurgling and crystal clear, with occasional small fish swimming in the water. The mountains on the south side are not very high, and the tops of the mountains are relatively low. You can see several terraced fields with yellow and green rapeseed flowers floating in the fields.

The mountain peaks on the north side are towering into the clouds, vast, profound and mysterious.

Not far away, along the direction of the stream, there were more than twenty thatched houses standing sparsely. It seemed that this was the mountain village that Yeluheng and the others were talking about.

Judging from the descriptions of Yeluheng and others, this branch road leads to Mofengling.

Alayanzong was indeed a little excited when he saw the village, and even felt a little friendly. Living in isolation is very lonely and scary.

This was also one of the reasons why he wanted to help Yelu Heng when he met them. Even though he didn't like them, he was still familiar with them after all.

It has been three days since he left the fishing village. When he saw the village, Wula Zhitao was even happier than Alayanzong. At least he didn't have to sleep on the mountain tonight.

Approaching the village, Alayanzong found that the houses here had no courtyard walls, and you could see the majestic mountains when you opened the door.

After crossing a simple wooden bridge, even though we officially entered the village, there was not a soul in sight.

Ala Yanzong walked to the first house at the end of the village, knocked on the door and called for someone, but no one answered.

I called four or five families, but no one responded.

This made Alayanzong murmur in his heart: "Could it be that this is another uninhabited village?"

The setting sun shines slantingly, and a red sunset glow appears on the top of the mountain, reflecting the red glow of the small villa.

I turned the corner of the room and was about to call the door of the sixth house when I saw an old man sitting on a bamboo chair in front of the door.

The old man was about seventy years old. His hair was all white but sparse. He was dressed in clean gray clothes. He had a pipe in his mouth and was puffing away at the smoke.

Ala Yanzong stepped forward to salute and said, "How are you, Grandpa?"

The old man in gray clothes looked at the two Ala Yanzong people, took a deep breath of cigarette, exhaled it again, and said slowly:

"It doesn't matter if I am good or not, as long as you are good."

"Excuse me, grandpa, why are there no people here?" Ala Yanzong pointed back at the houses behind him.

The old man in gray clothes knocked his pipe gently on the stone slab on the ground for a few times. The ashes came out, he filled it with tobacco again, lit it with a fire sickle, and took two tight puffs. The early smoke rekindled, and the green smoke lingered around the old man's head.

Then it dispersed with the wind.

"It's not that there's no one, it's that they won't open the door for you."

Upon hearing this, Ala Yanzong was shocked, "Why did the old man say this?"

"The village is small and has a small population. It cannot withstand the consumption. Now it is afraid of you coming from the east."

After hearing this, Alayanzong almost understood that this small village was also infected with the plague, and the people in the village did not dare to have contact with outsiders.

"Then why isn't grandpa afraid?"

The old man in gray laughed and said, "Seventy years are rare in life. I am already seventy-five, and I have long been indifferent to life and death. What else is there to be afraid of? It's just that the plague came from the east, and several people died in the village, including old people and young people.

, people are afraid and don’t want to receive you anymore.”

Ala Yanzong stepped forward and saluted: "Grandpa, I am a doctor, I can treat the plague. I wonder if there are still infected people in the village?"

The old man in gray clothes was delighted when he heard this, "Oh? I originally thought that my brother was just a young knight, but he turned out to be a doctor."

Alayanzong was afraid that the old man would not believe it, so he took off the package, took out a handful of herbs, and said, "Look, grandpa, I carry herbs with me to treat the plague."

The old man in gray clothes was deeply surprised.

"If you can really cure the plague, it will be a blessing to the village. There are still a few people in the village who are not feeling well. Once you cure them, the villagers will naturally open the door."

Ala Yanzong asked the old man again, "Please tell me what happened in the village recently."

"Go and get two chairs from the house, and I'll explain it to you slowly."

Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao took off their luggage one by one, placed them on the stone slabs on the ground, and took water bags to drink water.

Ala Yanzong moved into the house and moved two bamboo chairs, placed them opposite the old man, sat down with Wula Zhitao, and listened attentively.
Chapter completed!