The Fallen Town was like a city in a peaceful world. Everyone lived in peace and did not have to worry about war. However, the Xia Dynasty was different. A palace was built in the center of the city and there were guards patrolling the streets. In a corner of the city, there was a military camp.
However, the Xia Dynasty was not in a good state. Looking down from the sky, one could see that many people were fleeing the Xia Dynasty with their families. The city was crowded with people and seemed to be in a mess.
Li Nianfan and the other five landed in an inconspicuous place in the Xia Dynasty. With Zhou Yunwu leading the way, they were naturally unobstructed.
Walking along the long street, looking up, one could see many anxious and uneasy faces. Many people had shut themselves in their houses, and the sound of crying could be heard from time to time.
"Let's go!"
In front of him, two guards carried a middle-aged man and walked quickly. The people around him all had a look of disgust on their faces, afraid that they would not be able to avoid him.
Li Nianfan took a look and immediately noticed the red mark on the middle-aged man's neck.
The red mark was huge and it was blood-red. One glance was enough to make one's heart tremble.
Li Nianfan had a rough idea of what was going on. This symptom was indeed a plague.
However, plagues were usually spread by animals. In ancient times, hygiene was not good. There were many wild animals and people did not pay attention to disinfection. Hence, plagues were not rare.
Looking at this symptom, it should be caused by mosquito bites. In the Immortal Cultivation World, there were many types of animals. Although Li Nianfan did not know the specific cause of plagues, as long as it was treated properly, most plagues could be overcome by human antibodies.
Li Nianfan had already come up with a formula in his mind. As long as he used herbs to nourish the body and maintain it at a healthy level to fight against the virus, the human body would be able to overcome the plague as time passed.
In the ancient times of his previous life, there were various formulas to resist plagues. In the Immortal Cultivation World, there were many herbs. Moreover, their medicinal properties were stronger than in his previous life. The human body was also stronger. Hence, treatment would not be too difficult.
Zhou Yunwu said, "Sir, this is the idea that Jun Liang came up with. The scariest part of plagues is its spread. Hence, as long as the infected are separated from the crowd, the spread will be controlled."
"It's not bad to think of a way to isolate them." Li Nianfan nodded, then shook his head and said, "But it's still too simple. You should know that this person has already left the virus on the road. If it's not disinfected, it will still cause infection. And those two soldiers, they didn't even wear gloves, so they will also be infected."
Virus?
Disinfection?
Everyone's face was filled with doubt and question marks.
They couldn't help but look at each other and let out a long sigh of relief. Their hearts felt much better.
It turned out that none of them understood.
It wasn't that he was stupid, but the expert's words were too profound.
Li Nianfan shook his head. Forget it, this was a dimensionality reduction attack, so there was no need to talk about it.
After walking forward for a while, everyone's footsteps suddenly stopped. They saw an old man chasing after two soldiers. "Stop, let go of my son!"
Another man was being held by two soldiers and was also struggling.
The two soldiers were getting impatient. They pushed the old man to the ground and said coldly, "Kill anyone who obstructs us!"
Just as he raised his leg, he was hugged by the old man. "You're not allowed to leave, you're not allowed to leave!"
Just as the soldier was about to kick the old man away, he heard a stern shout —
"Stop!" Zhou Yunwu's face was solemn. He quickly walked over and helped the old man up.
The two soldiers were stunned at the same time and quickly said respectfully, "Your Highness."
Zhou Yunwu's face was gloomy. "You're being rude and unreasonable on the street. Have you forgotten the military law?!"
The soldier said with grievance, "Your Highness, this person is infected with the plague. We also want to isolate him from the crowd as soon as possible."
Zhou Yunwu frowned slightly. "But you can't use force recklessly!"
"Your Highness, Your Highness!" The old man suddenly became agitated. "There are only three of us left in our family. If Ah Niu leaves, there will only be me and a four-year-old grandson left. How are we going to live? Ah Niu can't leave! "
Just as Zhou Yunwu was in danger, Li Nianfan slowly said, "Old man, have you thought about the consequences of leaving your son behind? If he stays, not only you, but even your grandson will be infected with the plague and won't live for long. If he stays, he'll be harming others. If he leaves, he'll be a hero! "
The old man opened his mouth and was stunned speechless.
The man spoke, "Father, let me go."
The old man's face was filled with despair. He said hoarsely, "Who doesn't know that once you leave, you can never come back. You'll be burned to ashes!"
Li Nianfan said, "Old man, don't worry. I guarantee that not only will your son be safe and sound, but the plague will also be cured."
The old man looked at Li Nianfan expectantly. He was extremely excited. He said with a trembling voice, "You're an immortal?"
Not only him, but the surrounding crowd also looked expectant. Some even poked their heads out of the house.
"No." Li Nianfan shook his head. "I'm just a mortal, but I can save him!"
The old man's excitement disappeared without a trace. He said in despair, "You're lying! How can a mortal save my son? "
The surrounding people also shook their heads and sighed. Their faces were filled with disappointment.
Li Nianfan frowned. His heart felt like it was blocked by something. He felt uncomfortable.
Yao Mengji saw Li Nianfan's expression and his heart jumped. He muttered to himself for a moment. Then, he made a hand seal and pointed at the man.
Immediately, spiritual energy poured into the man's body. The red mark on his neck disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Immortal, it's an immortal!"
Everyone was stunned. Their faces were filled with fanaticism. They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed. They begged sincerely, "Immortal, please save us. Immortal, please save us!"
At this moment, a group of mortals in black walked over and said loudly, "Wrong! He's not an immortal! "
His voice was honest and confident. His tone was even more fanatical. It had a magical power that could make people believe him. "He's clearly an apostle sent by Lord Demon God!"
"Look at this old man. He's as thin as bones. He looks like he's lacking in Yang energy. Can an immortal be like this? So, he's an apostle of Lord Demon God. Lord Demon God is here to save us! "
He knelt on the ground. The group of people behind him knelt as well. They said loudly, "Worship Lord Demon God. Believe in Lord Demon God. You'll have eternal life. Lord Demon God, please bless us!"
The crowd changed their slogan. Their tone was even more fanatical. "Lord Demon God, please bless us!"
Yao Mengji's face darkened. The corner of his mouth twitched. He was burning with anger.
If it wasn't for his last shred of rationality, he really wanted to burn that group of people to ashes.
Li Nianfan saw this and could not help but shake his head. He felt a little sad.
They were too lowly!
This group of mortals could believe in immortals or Demon God. But … they did not believe in mortals.
Because they were in the cultivation world, they neglected the value and ability of their own existence.
He had only met two people who dared to be inferior to immortals. One was Zhou Yunwu, and the other was Meng Junliang.
He took a deep breath and suddenly said to Zhou Yunwu, "Prince Zhou, maybe you're right. Mortals … should really change!"
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