North of Miaocheng City.

All the houses and mansions originally located here were demolished, and a large vacant lot was quickly leveled out with spells.

At this moment, a tent was erected on the clearing.

Arrays were set up all around to prevent the spread of "cyanosis".

Inside the formation, in the tent, painful groans one after another, and occasionally bursts of sudden crying, there will be puppets entering in a short while, to pack up the remains of the new mourners, roll up the straw mats, load the carts, and prepare to be sent outside the city for cremation .

Pei Ling frowned and walked between the tents. These tents were all the same in color and style. Only a rag was hung at the entrance, floating in the wind.

According to the gatekeeper, the red rags represent male mortals, the green rags are female mortals, and the blue rags are a family.

And a rag means that the condition is not very serious; two means that it is necessary to check it from time to time; and three means that the people inside may die anytime and anywhere.

Peiling walked into a tent hung with a red rag. There were seven male mortals in it.

Their complexion is not very good, but their spirits are good. There are even two people sitting on the ground, marking a grid, using stones that they don't know where they find as chess pieces, playing a game in discomfort.

The other five people, although they were all lying on the bed, remained sober. Seeing Pei Ling entering, they tried to stand up and salute: "Master!"

"No need to be polite." Pei Ling shook her head, gave a hand, and said, "How long have you been waiting for the infection? How do you feel now?"

The mortal people were a little embarrassed, and said in a rush: "Other fairy masters said that I contracted it long ago, but the foundation is good and it has not deteriorated."

"Small too."

"The little one was OK, but two days ago, someone in the family was infected with the disease, and the little one was taking care of him, and then he got infected..."

"The immortal master will send immortal water every day, so now except for the chest tightness, everything else is fine."

"The little one still feels a little headache."

"The small head doesn't hurt, but I always feel something is wrong..."

Peiling nodded as he listened, and after a few words of encouragement, he walked out.

Immediately afterwards, he went to the tent with two rags. The people in it obviously did not have the spirit of the previous tent. They all lay on the couch, and most of them were in a coma, and did not notice the outsiders coming in. .

Only two mortals were awake, and one of them was melancholy, and was too lazy to move when he heard the movement.

The one who barely opened his eyes and looked at Peiling, shouted "Master" in a weak voice, and then asked in a low voice: "Master, do you have an elixir?"

Pei Ling sighed in her heart and said: "If you have it, you can take it immediately."

He didn't ask, but only used magic techniques to investigate. The situation in this tent was much more serious than just now, but there was still a breath of life, so long as the treatment was done properly and some days of recuperation would do no harm.

This is not because these mortals have stronger resistance, but because they have traces of pill effects such as Yang Yuan Dan, forcibly protecting their origin.

But as the monk who sent Pei Ling to Miaocheng said, the Yangyuan Pill was after all an elixir used by the monks, and its medicinal effect was too powerful for a mortal without a cultivation level.

Even after dilution, the essential medicinal effects cannot be sustained by mortals for a long time.

Ten days at most.

Ten days later, even if these mortals did not die from the disease, they would explode and die because they could not withstand the effects of the vitality medicine.

Pei Ling finally went to the tent with three red rags, and it was quiet.

All the infected people were in a coma. In the tent, two puppets stood with their hands, their empty eyes falling on the ground not far away, without any vitality.

Peiling stood at the door, felt for a moment, and shook his head slightly.

The mortals in this tent have all been infected. Even if you have the best evil pill, save it, you will suffer a serious illness and lose your life.

Some of them are not very good at first, and they may suffer from some chronic illnesses...

While thinking, he walked out of the epidemic area and walked slowly on the long street.

I couldn't see any mortal figure in my eyes, only occasional Jiuyishan disciples came and went in a hurry.

Passing through a small courtyard facing the street, the original neat vegetation in the courtyard has grown wildly because of no one to take care of it.

Peiling stood outside the wall and watched silently for a moment, and felt that there was no one in the house, but there were traces of hanging beams on the roof beams, and she couldn't help but shook her head slightly.

The plague has come so fiercely that it has claimed thousands of lives in less than a month.

As a result of his arrival, the number of Evil Eliminating Pills in Miao City has been enough.

To be precise, he has refined a lot more.

However, this is not the way to go...

It was this state, not a single city, that was infected with the plague.

Under the custody of the system, his speed of refining the pill has been very fast, efficient, and the furnace is the best.

But if you want a person to practice enough medicine for a state, you can't help but not keep up.

What's more, once the plague spreads in the Tower of Reincarnation, it can spread the second time, the third time...

If the war is not over, more and more people will die, whether it is a mortal or a monk...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling stopped, turned around and walked back to the epidemic area, and asked the guardian monk: "Where is Dou Zhen's biography? I have something to look for him."

According to the monk's instructions, he finally found Dou Dai at the head of the city.

Dou Dai was very busy at the moment. Holding the formation map, he was constantly punching runes into the city protection formation for reinforcement. On his side, a dozen meters of sound transmission notes were suspended out of thin air, surrounding them.

Every sound transmission talisman can't help but flicker, and a variety of voices can be heard: "Brother Dou, I heard that Miaocheng has enough evil spirits, can I give it to Lincheng? My Lincheng has hundreds of thousands. Living beings, there is a big gap in the evil pill right now..."

"Nephew Dou, thousands of miles southeast of Miao City, there are thousands of Li Shu, who have lost their homes due to demonic cultivators, and the epidemic has spread in them. I have ordered someone to **** them to the evil spirit pill, and I also ask my nephew to pay attention to it."

"Brother, there are not enough supplies in the city, so I have to urge it..."

"Junior Brother Dou, there is news from the front that after a team of Moxiu sneaked into the Demon Suppression Pass, after tracking for thousands of miles, the Zhenmo Pass lost its trace. Next, I ask the younger brother to take precautions to prevent the Moxiu from spreading the disease again... if found Report its trace to the Zhenmoguan immediately!"

"Brother Dou, traces of the disease were found in the water source outside the city. It is suspected that it was caused by the collective flooding of the infected people in the upper reaches of the river. Next, the river water is temporarily unavailable..."

"Brother, there are people in the city taking advantage of the chaos to slander and deceive. The Tao is the end of the day. People in cultivation can get through with their cultivation, and mortals can heal only by believing in ghosts and gods. They have deceived many people..."

"Brother, today there is Li Shu's self-defeating again, even if I explain to them that there is a pill for warding off evil spirits, they still don't believe it..."

"Someone attacked the city gate and wanted to escape to Jizhou..."