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Chapter 35 Thunderstorm on Bieshan Village Road

The demon spirit Qingfeng accompanied Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao on horseback to walk down the mountain. The demon spirit Qingfeng pointed at the scimitar worn by Ula Zhitao at his waist, looked back and asked: "Young knight, I have something unclear, and I would like to ask you why.

The scimitar worn by the heroine is the same style as the scimitar worn by the two thieves?"

Ala Yanzong hurriedly explained: "This scimitar is the same as the saber on the two thieves. I picked this one up and used it for self-defense."

The demon spirit Qingfeng said "Oh", as if he understood, "When I was in the bamboo forest, I saw this scimitar and thought that the two of them were from the same group as the two thieves!"

"Hahahaha!" Ala Yanzong and the demon spirit Qingfeng laughed together.

Ala Yanzong then said: "We are not accomplices, we are just on the same road. We came one after another, which made the two village leaders misunderstand."

The demon spirit Qingfeng continued to laugh and said: "We are just traveling together, you are not traveling together. Hahaha!"

Ula Zhitao couldn't help but smile from behind.

When they arrived at Peach Blossom Fall, the demon spirit Qingfeng and his entourage took their horses and returned to the village.

Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao first came to the old man's house in gray and said hello.

The old man in gray clothes was very happy to see the two men returning and smoked his pipe louder.

Seeing the two of them put down their luggage, the old man in gray started chatting with Ala Yanzong.

It is said that the physical conditions of several patients have indeed changed a lot in the past two days. Three of the four old men are already able to go out for activities. The strong man has no serious problems except for breathing heavily.

But there was an old man who was still in bed.

After hearing this, Ala Yanzong hurriedly asked the old man in gray to lead him to visit.

When he arrived at the bedridden patient's home and saw that the old man was still lying on the bed, Alayanzong stepped forward and checked his pulse.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

"The plague has been brought under control, but the old man's organs have failed and it is difficult to recover. I will prepare some herbs and drink them. Maybe I can last a little longer."

The son of the old man in the family, a middle-aged man, grabbed the lapel of Ala Yanzong's clothes and knelt down on his knees, crying and begging: "I hope the miracle doctor can save my father's life!"

Ala Yanzong hurriedly picked him up and said: "Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws of life, and it is difficult for a doctor to deviate from the law. We can only drive away diseases, but it is difficult to change the aging of life. No matter how superb medical skills are, they can only extend life and cannot change the results.

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The middle-aged man burst into tears, and the old man in gray advised: "Your father is nearly eighty years old, older than me, and he has been infected by this plague. He has been able to withstand it so far. It is already very good. No matter how good the medical skills of the young knight Ala are,

, we can’t let him stay healthy as before. Don’t embarrass the young hero.”

The middle-aged man stopped feeling sad and let go of Ala Yanzong's clothes.

After that, Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao went to the southern hillside, searched for it, collected some herbs, and finally prepared a recipe, boiled it into a medicinal soup, and let the old man drink it.

Although the old man was more energetic, he was unable to save himself and passed away the next day.

Under Alayanzong's careful care, after a few days, the remaining four people no longer had any symptoms of the plague and were able to eat and live normally. The strong man was able to work in the fields.

When Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao said goodbye to the old man in gray and planned to continue their journey westward, all the men, women, and children in the village went out to see them off.

The mountain people either carried bamboo baskets or cloth bags filled with potatoes, radishes, rice and salt, vying to give them to Ala Yanzong and the other two.

The two of them had tears in their eyes. After the villagers repeatedly begged, Alayanzong only took some salt and refused to accept the rest.

Then he said goodbye to all his fellow villagers with tears in his eyes.

After walking several miles away, the two of them turned around and saw the villagers still standing at the entrance of the village, looking at each other.

The two continued westward.

After walking for a day, we left the mountain, turned south and walked along the mountain for half a day before arriving at the seaside. The road headed west towards the coast.

To the south of the road is the sea. The sea breeze carries a strong smell of the sea, and the sound of waves crashing on the shore is right next to your ears.

To the north are deep mountains, and from the dense woods, a flock of birds will fly up into the sky from time to time, only to fall back and disappear again.

I saw no living people along the way, but I saw dead people.

The two of them turned a corner of the mountain and headed north. The sound of their footsteps startled a group of vultures.

At the place where the vulture landed, a pile of rags wrapped a rotten corpse, which had been pecked by the vulture until the white bones were exposed. The flesh and blood were so blurred that it was impossible to tell whether the deceased was a man or a woman, old or young.

Wula Zhitao couldn't help but retched again. Ala Yanzong quickly blocked her sight with his body, feeling a little sad in his heart.

There is a small stream in front of it, and it goes north along the stream, and then turns west, leaving the coast again, and going into the mountains again.

At this moment, light rain began to fall in the sky.

There shouldn't be heavy rain in this season, but since this place is close to the seaside, the weather is really unpredictable.

The rain gradually became heavier.

The two people hurriedly found a protruding rock and ran under it to take shelter from the rain. They could not move forward because they did not bring rain gear.

The clothes on my body were wet, and I felt a little cold due to the mountain breeze.

Ala Yanzong hurriedly took off the wolf skin and put it on Ula Zhitao.

Wula Zhitao pulled the wolf skin and covered Alayanzong together. The two looked at each other and smiled. Their bodies were cold, but their hearts were warm.

Although it was not yet evening, the sky was gradually getting dark.

The two of them were nestled under the rocks at the foot of the mountain, without much room for movement. Even if they stretched out their feet, they would get wet from the rain.

Later, Alayanzong took off two more pieces of sheepskin and wrapped them around the two of them respectively.

Suddenly a white light flashed in the dark clouds, followed by a bang and rolling thunder from high in the sky.

The earth shook!

Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao were shocked. In this late winter and early spring season, there should not be thunder.

There is thunder in spring and thieves are everywhere!

The plague is prevalent, and the refugees are homeless. The defenders flee and turn into bandits. Famine victims are everywhere, and the fields are full of hunger. Spring is like a thunderbolt, and the year is not good.

Looking at the peach of Ula who was nibbling radishes and dried meat at the side, Alayanzong felt very heavy.

Rather than suffer the consequences here with the peach of Ula, it is really better to stay in the Mofengling cottage, wait for the plague to escape, and then return to the Allah Coast Castle to continue living.

But when he thought about the mountain people in Tao Hua Luo who had improved due to his treatment, he realized that his decision was correct. Now that the plague was prevalent, there were still many poor people who needed to be treated by himself.

With my own meager strength, although I cannot save the people in the world, if I can save one, I will save a life.

Thinking of this, he became more confident and determined to continue traveling westward.

Thunderstorms came from time to time, and heavy rain continued all night.

The two of them just relied on each other, falling asleep amidst the thunder, the rain, and the mountain breeze. Sometimes they would be awakened by the thunder, or wake up from the cold when the rain wet their pants, and finally fell asleep again due to exhaustion.

When the rain stopped and the sky cleared, it was already noon the next day.
Chapter completed!
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