I am your natural enemy

The drop of water from the bracelet that Wen Yan used for positioning fell on the body of the rotten-faced zombie. As the rotten-faced zombie's consciousness fell into a deep sleep, the inexplicable force pulled Wen Yan with this drop of water as the medium.

But Wen Yan didn't know this yet. His rich experience made him ready the moment he noticed something strange.

At this moment, he was standing on the side of the dirt road, with a low buzzing sound in his ears. Looking up, there were densely packed things in the distance, like a large shadow, covering the sky and whistling.

Soon, he saw what those things were.

Grasshoppers.

They looked similar to those seen in the barbecue restaurant, but some details were different.

This old dream happened to be a locust plague.

The density was even more exaggerated than what was seen in film and television works. It was overwhelming and dark, and the low buzzing sound never stopped.

Wen Yan watched the locusts continue to fall, landing in the fields by the roadside. A large number of locusts even rushed directly to his face, rushing forward without any concerns.

The gray cloth waved by itself, knocking away all the locusts rushing towards Wen Yan.

This time, Wen Yan still didn't understand why he fell into the old dream, and naturally didn't know the general situation.

He came to the edge of the field, looked at the locusts lying on the rice and ate, stretched out his hand to touch it, not to mention that the rice seeds were sparse, and many of them were empty.

The rice here can no longer wait until the day of harvest.

In just a moment, Wen Yan saw that the rice in front of him had been eaten away by thousands of holes, and a large number of locusts filled the field of vision, and more locusts continued to fly forward.

Planting rice, it should be a place where water resources are not scarce, but Wen Yan saw that the fields were dry, and some places even had cracks.

This should be because there was little rain before, and it was not easy for these rice to survive.

He sensed that the air humidity here was not high, and there was not much moisture in the sky.

It was probably that other places had experienced more serious droughts, so the locust plague broke out later.

These locusts all flew from other places.

Wen Yan looked around and didn't see anyone, so he followed the direction he faced when he came and walked along the dirt road.

After walking for more than half an hour, he saw some scattered earthen houses. After Wen Yan approached, he didn't feel anyone at all.

As he walked, he sniffed his nose and came to one of the courtyards. He gently pushed open the door and saw a skinny figure lying on the bed. He had been dead for at least several days.

Looking at the room again, it was obvious that someone was packing up and running away. It should be that everyone else had fled.

When he came to the last room, he pushed open the door and found a person who was still alive. He had also fallen into a severe coma, and he was breathing out more than breathing in.

Wen Yan sensed it and sighed secretly. In this situation, even if he was given a blood lock, he would not be able to wake up.

He wanted to ask something, but it was impossible.

Wen Yan just came out of the house and looked forward, and saw someone in front of him.

The other party wore a cloth crown and led a small donkey, and the small donkey had two boxes on its back.

The direction the other party came from was exactly the direction Wen Yan was going.

Seeing that face, Wen Yan's eyes suddenly changed.

Although he had a beard, long hair, and wore a cloth crown, his eyebrows and eyes still made Wen Yan recognize him at a glance. It was Doctor Wei Jingwei.

Wen Yan really didn't expect to see Doctor Wei in his old dream.

He actually knew before that Doctor Wei might have existed for a long time, and this time it was completely confirmed.

Doctor Wei is also an immortal? What is the price he needs?

If he can maintain his humanity without any changes, without alienation, then even if he needs to pay a price, it must be like the director of the anorectal department.

And Doctor Wei is also a doctor, what does he need?

Doctor Wei has been in Decheng for several months, and there is really nothing special about him.

Wen Yan had never felt the breath and characteristics of a cannibal from him.

Seeing Wen Yan, Doctor Wei immediately took out a piece of cloth from his bag, wrapped it around his mouth and nose, and then took out another one from the box behind him and looked at Wen Yan from a distance.

As soon as he spoke, he spoke with a strong local dialect.

"Brother, do you have a fever? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm not a local, I'm just passing by."

Wei Jing threw the package over from a distance and asked Wen Yan to learn from him and seal his mouth and nose.

Wen Yan took a look and found that it looked like a hand-rubbed mask. He could feel that it had several layers and a little smell of medicine.

Wen Yan didn't explain. The things here would hardly affect him. He covered his mouth and nose very easily.

Wei Jing walked over with a donkey, looked at Wen Yan, and said.

"Brother, is there anyone else in there?"

"There are no living people in other rooms, but there is still someone with half a breath left here."

Hearing this, Wei Jing immediately took down a box and carried it into the room.

Wen Yan followed him in, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Wei Jing had already taken some water, added some black and yellow stuff, and fed it to the unconscious person.

He lifted the other person's chin with one hand and fed water with the other hand. His fingers were flexible, and he gently scraped the other person's throat, and the other person swallowed it on his own.

"Fortunately, there may be hope."

Wen Yan stood aside and watched Wei Jing give acupuncture and feed him water with something added. After ten minutes, the man who was only half-breathed slowly opened his eyes, his eyes blank and empty.

Wei Jing arranged for the patient to sleep and came outside.

"Wei Ying from Haozhou is a wandering doctor. I wonder what your name is?"

"Wen Yan from Yaozhou, I accidentally wandered here and got lost. I was looking for someone to ask for directions."

"Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know. I'll take it one step at a time. I'm not familiar with this place." Wen Yan told the truth.

Wei Jing smiled, obviously not believing such nonsense, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"Many places suffered from drought before, and now there is a locust plague. Many people suddenly became seriously ill and died. I'm afraid there will be another plague. You should stop running around."

"Uh, where is the government?"

Wei Jing looked at Wen Yan strangely, as if he had heard something strange.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, thought about it a little, and immediately changed the question.

"What year is it now?"

"Jiashen year."

"What year?"

"Zhizheng year four." Wei Jing looked at Wen Yan with more and more strange eyes, but he still didn't ask more.

Wen Yan quickly calculated in his mind. If it was another year, he might not know it, but he had read the information about this year before.

This year, Lao Zhu should be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Seeing that Wen Yan didn't say anything else, Wei Jing continued to walk around the small village. After a circle, he found that there were indeed no living people, only a corpse.

He got firewood from the homes of those who had fled long ago, piled it into a pile in the open space, and then brought the body out, put it on the pile, and set it on fire.

Wen Yan looked at the blazing fire, he didn't find it strange, but Wei Jing took the initiative to explain.

"This person died of an epidemic. His body must be burned, otherwise it may spread to other animals or people."

"Yes." Wen Yan responded: "Where is Doctor Wei going?"

"Keep going deeper. I want to know what caused the epidemic, and then I can try to solve it."

"Doctor Wei is very righteous."

"Thank you. I am just practicing. This is my practice. All doctors, when faced with such problems, will think about solving the problem." Wei Jing said it very naturally, as if it was a matter of course.

Wen Yan felt in his bag and took out two candies, giving one to Doctor Wei.

Doctor Wei looked at the packaging and felt a little curious. He didn't eat it and put it away.

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

Wen Yan felt in his bag again and took out half a box of fried chicken. This was also the thing he took from the table into his bag when he left.

He opened the box, took a piece for himself, and handed it to Wei Jing.

"Try it, it will definitely suit your appetite."

Wei Jing just felt the breath, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The hot power flowed into his body along with the fried chicken, which was a big boost.

Wen Yan was right, this was indeed appetizing.

How could something made by the witch priest himself not suit your appetite?

Wei Jing was full of doubts, but looking at Wen Yan's look, he should have seen something, but he didn't ask anything, so he didn't ask.

Wei Jing settled down in the small village and first saved the man who was only half alive. The other party was not out of danger yet, so he was not in a hurry to leave.

On the second day, the buzzing sound in Wen Yan's ears finally dissipated for the most part. After dawn, he came out to see that he could only see a few locusts.

And what he saw, compared with yesterday, was like a different world.

The green was almost gone. Looking towards the field, there was only the devastated and cracked earth. All the wilted plants were eaten up.

It was the first time Wen Yan saw such a scene, and it was quite shocking.

After the locust plague, there was no grass left, the rivers dried up, the earth cracked, and the plague was rampant. According to the situation in ancient times, ordinary people, with their families, would have difficulty escaping to a place where they could survive again if they did not escape in advance.

But Wen Yan still didn't understand why he came here.

After staying in the small village for two days, Wei Jing was still studying the patient, using the other party as a starting point to study the plague.

In the interval, Wen Yan heard Wei Jing talk about the current situation, monsters were rampant, the so-called court did not care about the things below, and the people below only collected various taxes and taxes, and did not care about anything else.

This kind of village with a small population is destined to be destroyed. The rain in the past few years was pretty good, neither drought nor flood. If it were other places, it would be impossible to grab water from other villages.

According to Wei Jing, the monsters have been rampant for decades. At their craziest, they even dared to kidnap people on the street as blood food.

Then, in recent years, they have restrained themselves. I heard that it was because there was a fierce Taoist who killed monsters until his hands were tired. Such extremely rampant situations as cannibalism on the street have never happened again.

Monsters are also afraid. They know that if they are too high-profile, their priority for salvation will rise.

Wei Jing did not ask Wen Yan about his origins. When he ate the chicken, he realized that it was not simple.

He did not eat the candy, but gave it to the patient. Then he keenly noticed that after the patient ate the candy, his vital signs remained above a limit, which gave him the possibility to pull the other party back from the brink of life and death.

Both of them maintained a tacit understanding, as if they had known each other for a long time. They both tacitly acknowledged that the other knew a lot of things, and there was nothing to hide when they talked.

On the third day, the locusts that had disappeared appeared in large numbers again, flying over the sky.

Wen Yan saw that the locust swarm this time was much denser than on the first day.

Those locusts were not afraid of people at all, and swarmed down like a gust of wind, and a large number of locusts directly carried Wen Yan up.

Wen Yan reacted very quickly, and the yang energy in his body burst out, suddenly igniting a flame. When he fell from mid-air, his hand had already taken the oil lamp in his bag.

A violent sun was added, and he opened his mouth and blew, and the materialized flames began to whirl, burning all the locusts around.

At this time, Wen Yan saw that among the locust swarms in the air, there was a huge locust as big as a basketball.

"Be careful, that's Qingtoulang.

The locust demon has been possessed.

When the number of locusts under his control rises by another order of magnitude and the land of disaster covers three counties, he will be able to complete the advancement and become the locust god.

Now that it has gathered such a large number of locusts, it will definitely inspire supernatural powers. It is extremely poisonous and ordinary people will die if they touch it."

Wei Jing's urgent voice came from a distance.

But the number of locusts here is too large. In a blink of an eye, it flooded the place like a tide.

Wen Yan held the ever-burning lamp in his hand, frowned slightly, and with a thought, the gray cloth flew out, wrapped around the tree trunk, pulled his body, and threw him into the sky.

With Wen Yan's run-up and jump, he flew up more than ten meters high, and the flames whistled and spun around. All the locusts within ten meters were burned to death.

The Qingtoulang climbed up quickly and avoided the flames.

But the next moment, Wen Yan's figure flashed onto its back, and the gray cloth wrapped around Qingtoulang's body. Wen Yan held the Chunjun mace in his hand, turned into a big sun, and smashed it down fiercely.

With one blow, Qingtoulang's head disappeared directly.

Wen Yan fell to the ground again, burning the locusts around him while walking towards where Wei Jing was.

When he arrived at the place and dispersed the locusts around him, he saw the patient leaning against the wall, with a black face, as if he was poisoned.

There was also a scar on Wei Jing's arm that looked like it was corroded by concentrated acid.

The patient leaned against the wall, breathing out more than breathing in. Seeing Wei Jing still rummaging through the box, the patient pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Doctor Wei, don't worry about me, I'm hopeless, you go quickly, but can you please not burn me, I don't want to die without a complete body..."

Wen Yan handed over a candy, and Wei Jing shook his head slightly, indicating that it was useless.

It's true that the candy can lock blood, but it can't heal injuries and diseases.

This patient had just been pulled back from the brink of death, and his body was extremely weak. Just now, a locust flew into his mouth and poisoned him with Qingtoulang. Now there was really no hope for him.

Wei Jing did not refuse the patient's last request, buried him deep underground, and left the village.

Wen Yan did not say anything, but followed Wei Jing and left here together.

When they left, the patient buried underground began to rot rapidly, and the first to rot was his cheek.

But when one side of his cheek rotted and his back teeth were exposed, the rotting stopped and froze at this moment.