The miracle-working doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded was a monster. This was not something that would make Li Mu feel strange.
He did not have any prejudice against demons and ghosts.
Whether it was Xiao Bai, the little snake, or the bull spirit and tiger spirit that Li Mu met, they were all demons, but they did not do anything to harm people.
However, the miracle doctor who had cured the plague was a rat demon.
This was a little thought-provoking.
The miracle doctor had already walked far away when Lin Yue suddenly said, "I think there's something wrong with this miracle doctor."
Constable Zhao was stunned and asked, "What's the problem?"
Lin Yue looked at the big pot and said, "I saw the herbs in the pot. They are all heat-clearing and detoxifying herbs. If these herbs could cure the plague, there wouldn't have been so many deaths in the past."
Constable Zhao was surprised and said, "You mean, these people were not cured?"
Lin Yue shook his head and said, "I've seen these people. They have indeed recovered, but it was not because of this pot of herbs. It was because of other reasons … No matter what, that miracle doctor is definitely not as simple as he looks."
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "I also think that we should observe more. Even if there's nothing wrong with that miracle doctor, if the plague recurs, we might have to do it again."
"That's true." Constable Zhao nodded and said, "Everyone has worked hard today, especially Li Mu. Let's go to the county first and wait for a few days …"
When they arrived at the county, Constable Zhao found an inn and prepared a few rooms for them.
Everyone, including Constable Zhao, shared a room in pairs. Li Mu had a room to himself so that he could have a good rest. If the plague recurred, they still needed him to treat and save people.
"Tai Wei Xuan Palace, Youhuang Shiqing, Inner Refinement of the Three Souls, Fetal Light Tranquility …" At night, Li Mu sat cross-legged on the bed and recited the Soul Condensation Spell.
Today was the third night of the lunar month. It was the best time to condense the soul.
Just after midnight, Li Mu opened his eyes and a shadow floated out of his body.
With a thought, the shadow floated back into his body.
Before tonight, his Fa Li was comparable to a Soul Condensation cultivator, but it wasn't until just now that he refined the Soul of Fetal Light, making it more condensed and able to freely enter and leave his body.
As for the magic power in his body, after refining the first soul, it also increased by a level.
With the massive increase in his magic power, he felt that he could attempt to cast the third mantra.
Li Mu made a gesture with one hand and silently chanted the Fighting Mantra.
Nothing strange happened around him, but Li Mu could acutely feel that his body seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.
Li Mu picked up Bai Yi and subconsciously swung his sword. All the sword moves he had learned before suddenly appeared in his mind again. They connected perfectly. Li Mu's body swung his sword uncontrollably. Like moving clouds and flowing water, he connected all the sword moves one by one …
At this moment, a thought appeared in Li Mu's mind.
Even if he were to fight with Li Qing, he was confident that he could win.
Although the power of the Fighting Mantra was not obvious, it raised Li Mu's battle instincts and awareness to the limit.
Li Mu had never heard of any supernatural powers or mantras that could achieve this. He was looking forward to the Six Syllables of the Sanskrit mantra.
However, he had long realized that the Nine Syllables of the Sanskrit Mantra was harder to cast. He might have to wait until he concentrated before he could master the next word.
The reason why he could refine the first soul tonight was mostly because of the Virtuous Will Power he absorbed during the day. This made Li Mu think of the rat demon.
For demons, this kind of power was also beneficial to their cultivation.
The rat demon's demonic aura was pure. It had never eaten human blood and did not have the slightest bit of resentment on its body. It had also never been tainted by human blood. However, if the rat demon was the one who spread the plague and turned into a divine doctor, directing and acting a good show to absorb the courage of the people, even if it did not cause any deaths, it would have violated the laws of the Great Zhou and would not be tolerated by the government.
Of course, this was only Li Mu's guess. Whether or not the divine doctor was a problem remained to be seen.
Outside, without Liu Hanyan to dual cultivate with, he could not play with Xiao Bai. After a busy day, Li Mu was physically and mentally exhausted. He did not continue to meditate and went to sleep with his clothes on.
The next day, the constable that Constable Zhao had sent back to the county yamen to report returned with two more people.
These two people were two of the six constables in the county yamen. One of them was surnamed Qian and the other was surnamed Sun.
The plague was not a joke. Every time it broke out, countless people would die. The County Governor obviously attached great importance to it. Three of the six constables in the county yamen had already arrived.
Constable Zhao came down from upstairs and said to the two, "You came at the right time. The situation in Yang County is a little strange. I suspect that the cause of this plague is not so simple …"
After a while, Constable Qian frowned and asked, "You mean that someone created this plague?"
Constable Zhao nodded and said, "That divine doctor's actions are suspicious and worth paying attention to. Moreover, this plague has already appeared for a few days, but not a single person has died. When have you ever seen a plague outbreak without people dying?"
Constable Sun stroked the short beard on his chin and said, "If that's the case, then it's a little strange. For the next two days, keep a close eye on that divine doctor's whereabouts and see what else he'll do …"
In the next two days, three more villages within Yang County's borders were infected with the plague.
Although Li Mu and the others had done their best to quarantine the villages and prevent the spread of the plague to the greatest extent, considering that the patients would have an incubation period, it was possible that there were already carriers of the plague in other villages before they arrived.
Coincidentally, every time a plague outbreak broke out in a village, the divine doctor would appear. After treating the people in the village, he would move on to the next village.
He would travel in a straight line along the official road, and the plague would also break out in a straight line. Along the way, it would break out and be treated by him.
If at this time, the people still had not discovered the abnormality, then they would be constables in vain.
The outbreak of a plague usually spread in all directions from the place of origin. It was impossible for it to break out in a straight line like this.
Moreover, the death rate of the plague was extremely high. In the past few days, more than ten villages in Yang Qiu County had been infected, but not a single person had died. This was even more impossible.
Without a doubt, the source of this plague was that divine doctor.
He had spread this plague and treated the people along the way. His goal was to absorb merit and willpower from the people to aid his cultivation.
Li Mu could not help but sigh. There was always someone better than him, and there was always a demon better than a demon.
Using this method of cultivation not only did he not need to kill people, but he could also gain a good reputation. It was much better than those Heretical Cultivation methods that only knew how to kill people and extract their souls.
Unfortunately, this method was also unorthodox.
Constable Zhao said, "It looks like we still have to catch that divine doctor if we want to completely quell this plague."
Li Mu originally wanted to remind them that the other party was a fourth realm demon, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that even Constable Zhao could not tell. If he spoke, not to mention whether the other two would believe him or not, it would be difficult for him to explain himself.
He thought about it and could only say, "This person can spread the plague without anyone noticing. His cultivation must be quite high. It's best to be careful."
Constable Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry. If the three of us work together, we can even fight against divine powers. That person can't be a Creation realm cultivator, right?"
Since Constable Zhao said so, Li Mu had nothing to worry about.
Fifteen minutes later, Constables Zhao, Qian, and Sun, Li Mu, Lin Yue, and another old official who had condensed three souls left the inn and went out of the city.
Yang County, Xu Village.
"Thank you for saving our lives, divine doctor."
"Take care, divine doctor!"
…
The plague in Xu Village had just been quelled. The villagers knelt on the ground and watched a middle-aged man in gray leave.
The middle-aged man carried a medicine box and left Xu Village. He walked into a forest and his body swayed. He held onto a tree to prevent himself from falling.
After meditating for a while, his complexion improved a little. After searching the forest for a while, he finally found a few stalks of medicinal herbs.
He walked to the herbs and rolled up his sleeves. There were dozens of neat scratches on his wrist. Some of them had already scabbed over, while others were new.
He did not care about the scars and used his fingernail to make a new wound on his wrist. Blood dripped from the wound onto the herbs and was quickly absorbed by them.
He uprooted the herbs, brushed away the soil, and put them in the medicine box.
Then, he walked out of the forest and along the official road, came to another village.
There was also a plague outbreak in this village and more than twenty people had fallen ill. Someone stood at the entrance of the village and looked around. When he saw the middle-aged man, he was pleasantly surprised. "It's the divine doctor! The divine doctor is here! We are saved!"
The middle-aged man walked into the village and took out a few herbs from his medicine box. He wrote down a prescription and handed it to the village chief. He said, "Follow this prescription and add these herbs. Boil it into a pot. Drink it and you will be cured."
"Thank you, divine doctor! I will ask someone to get the herbs!"
The middle-aged man stayed in the village for half a day until the villagers drank the medicine and recovered. Then, he left the village amidst the villagers' gratitude.
The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village and knelt on the ground as they watched him leave. No one noticed that hundreds of rats had crawled out from every corner of the village and left.
In a valley far away from the village, the rats gathered again and surrounded the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath. Wisps of black gas escaped from the rats and were sucked into his body. He waved at the rats and said, "Disperse …"
The rats squeaked for a while and circled around him a few times before leaving the valley.
The middle-aged man felt that his body was full of psychokinesis. His eyes were filled with hope as he muttered, "It should be enough."
At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared on his face.
His face instantly became alert as he looked at the back of the valley.
A few figures walked out from the back of the valley. Constable Zhao held a bronze mirror in his hand. The mirror shone on the middle-aged man and a monster with a rat's head appeared. Constable Zhao looked at the middle-aged man and said, "So it's a rat demon. You spread the plague and pretended to be a divine doctor to fool the people and absorb their psychokinesis. You really know how to play …"
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