[It turns out that Qingshi Town was recognized by the imperial court as a place of epidemic disease.Every family has the pain of zombies, every room has howling mourning, or the door is closed and the family dies, or the family dies. 】

[In order to prevent the spread of the disease, the imperial court dispatched yellow turban warriors to guard the four directions of Qingshi Town. Anyone who leaves the town will be shot to death. 】

[The yellow turban warrior will not leave until the epidemic is over, so Qingshi Town is already in chaos. 】

【You are stunned, the self-confidence and ambition that have just risen have disappeared once again. 【photo】】

Wang Hao clicked [Photo], and this time the image was not for fun, just like the scene in Cultivation of Immortals.

The Yellow Turban Lishi seems to be some kind of special puppet, about 4 meters high, looks extremely powerful, and holds a machete weighing several hundred catties.

With this knife, it is possible to cut down a tank, let alone a human being.

"The enemy actually still has Gundam? I don't know how the fighting power is?"

Suddenly, Wang Hao thought of something: "Wait... No wonder Comrade Lu Tianming lay down in the ruined temple with a stern face, in order to escape this disaster. Jiang is still old and hot, but old Lu only has one life."

"Oh, let him lie down."

Wang Hao deeply lamented the S-level investigator's ability to turn danger into fortune.

"Now these two people are probably going to hang up again."

[Outlander, now you have to think hard about what you should do. 】

[1. Continue to hide here and wait and see what happens. 】

[2. Go to the hook bar to inquire about the news. 】

[3. Play a big one, slaughter the witches in the village, burn the temple, and destroy the source of the epidemic, the "disaster evil hub"! 】

【4. Try to communicate with the Yellow Turban Warriors. 】

[5. Find a way to escape the town. 】

【6.…】

A series of options, only one of which may or may not be correct.

Lao Wang fell into deep thought.

Clicked 【6...】

A line of prompts popped up: "Please note that behavior choices that do not conform to the logic of the scene will lead the protagonist directly into a state of madness."

"I know, I know, I'm thinking hard."

He wrote a series of texts: [Spread the tradition of the 'Big Mother of Sores' in the town. 】

……

……

In the ancient plague, there was no good way except to seal the city and isolate it. It could only kill the dead one by one.

If they are all dead or infected once, the disease will disappear naturally.Therefore, the plague, cholera, and smallpox that broke out in the past were all terrifying diseases that made people turn pale.

And the epidemic in Qingshi Town is related to the "evil god", which adds to the complexity.

The yellow turban wrestlers outside did not dare to rush in and directly destroyed the temple, but guarded the exit from a distance.

Anyone who fled the town would be mercilessly beheaded at the knife's edge.

"This puppet is more than four meters high, it may weigh five or six hundred kilograms, and its power system is amazing... If we go back with a yellow scarf wrestler, will the Academy of Sciences award a medal?"

"Will those veterans who study idealistic perpetual motion machines be so shocked?" Pan Hao chatted with Lu Tianming through the conch earphone.

Old Lu was lucky, the ruined temple he was lying on was just outside the encirclement and escaped the catastrophe.

Pan Hao even faintly suspected that Lao Lu had figured this out.

"It's really a good thing." Lu Tianming climbed to a small hillside and looked at it from a distance, "There is no sign of burning oil, these puppets can really move, haha, I know this trip is worthwhile when I see this thing .”

"Actually, the production of many strange objects is learned from the small secret realm, understand? Including the rune blades you use, the No. 3 old lady is actually a person from the small secret realm. She was discovered and hired by our black guards. Small world All the residents in the city have moved to live in the city.”

Pan Hao said with a smile: "You want to recruit the Taoist priests here? The local court found out, and brought a high hat of rebels, can you afford it? I don't know how productive the court is here. If it is purely handmade The Yellow Turban Lishi, how can it be impossible to compare with the assembly line production?"

Lu Tianming said: "It doesn't matter if it can dismantle tanks with bare hands, because the more powerful it is, the more we can gain. Observe the people in the town carefully, and don't rush out."

"Of course I know." Pan Hao said in a low voice, "The town is surrounded, so you can't go out, and there may not be enough food."

"In less than three days, the hungry people will riot, and then there will be a human tragedy of changing children and eating them."

Lu Tianming said: "There is no way, we can't protect ourselves, and it's not the earth, so we can call the air force with just a phone call."

……

At this time, Li Qingshan suddenly heard a burst of clamor from outside: "(Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdanggongs) The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, samsara is endless, sorrow is endless, pity me the world, there is a god descending from heaven, sores give birth to a mother, Vacuum hometown!"

He mustered up his courage, poked his head out and took a look.

Good guy, dozens of ferocious soldiers and a group of men with pitchforks and hoes gathered in the market square.These soldiers are armed with knives and are full of murderous aura. The leader is wearing a blue-gray suit, which looks a bit like an ancient gentleman's suit, which is in sharp contrast with the dirty clothes of the surrounding farmers.

"Probably a local squire."

The old man, who seemed to be very old, said loudly: "Fathers and folks, since decades ago, the sore mother's powers were inactive, and the evil god was in power, and the plague in Qingshi town continued. The sick people developed chickenpox all over their bodies. , turned into thick water and died.”

"The witch colluded with the evil gods and spread the disease. Over the years, the population of Qingshi Town was less than one in ten, and even the newborns were turned into medicine pots."

"The imperial army has arrived today, punish the evil gods and kill the witches!"

"God of Punishment, kill the witch!" Several big men around shouted a few words, which quickly aroused the resonance of the people.The livelihood of the people in Qingshi Town has been declining these years, and people are naturally dissatisfied.

"Punish the Evil God, kill the witch!"

The witch's pimple-covered face shook a few times, and she said in a strange voice, "Oh, God of Punishment?"

"There are less than one out of ten people in Qingshi Town, so there are still people alive. How about Huangshi Town next door? It's dead! And Li Gua Town next door is dead too!"

"How about the rich and well-informed gentlemen? They have money to live a good life, and they have already fled to Kunlun Mountains. What about the talented people who have gone down to earth? They have already run away! Officials, they have also run away! Only you, Mr. Huang, the rich man, guards these thousands of acres of wasteland, and you can't escape if you want to!"

"You didn't come up with the method of making foreigners into medicine! It's a good idea for you to blame the old man for the evil!"

The old man Huang was trembling with anger, and his sons hurriedly supported their father.

"Li Qingshan, these people have a grudge against you, haha, even if these people make you into a medicine." Pan Hao watched enthusiastically, "No one in this damn place is a good person."

Li Qingshan had a serious face, he had already lost his memory about the matter of Yaoyin, so he didn't have much opinion.

Instead, it was Lu Tianming who said in the earphones: "It's normal. Troubles come out of poor mountains and rivers. Naturally, all methods are used to survive. The economic base determines the superstructure."

"However, listening to their slogan, is it missing the mother of the sore? The mother of the sore is a vacuum hometown, isn't it?"

……

The quarrel outside is still going on.

The witch's eloquence was astonishing, and her voice was so loud that Mr. Huang retreated steadily.

"... Punish the Evil God? You should find a better upright God! Otherwise, this Evil God would be the best!"

"If you kill Laoshen, you should find a better witch. Without Laoshen, you will not survive the next month, and you will be killed by the evil god!"

"The court? Do people from the court dare to come in to punish the evil gods? The courts dare not. They are afraid that they will be infected with the disease, and they only want to let us die quickly so that the evil gods can leave. Even if they have the strength, they will not let us body!"

"The aunt who gave birth to sores is already dead!"

The crowd of onlookers were pale and emaciated, like disaster victims, and they could have yelled a few slogans.

Morale is also low at the moment, and I don't know which side to listen to.

What Master Huang said is naturally correct. Ever since the new god "The Hub of Disaster and Evil" came to power, Qingshi Town has become more and more withered. From a large town with tens of thousands of people, to now there are only a few thousand less than one in ten, and everyone's life is different. better off.

If this continues, people will die.

And what the witch said was right, the people in the villages and towns next door had died long ago.

In comparison, Qingshi Town is not bad, and can survive.

As for the imperial court...there has been a plague in this marginal land, and the imperial court officials have already run away, and their prestige is not as good as that of the local gentry, Mr. Huang.

Suddenly, with a "wow", a baby seemed to feel something was wrong with the atmosphere, and suddenly started crying, and the surrounding women quickly covered their son's mouth.

A few older well-meaning old men signaled the women to stop watching and go home quickly.

It can be said that "the surrounding suburbs are not peaceful, and the elderly are not at ease. The children and grandchildren are all killed in battle, and how can they die alone", and the contradictions continue to rise.

Seeing that the power of the witch is about to fight with the power of the squire Mr. Huang...

Chapter 278 Crusade against the Evil God!

Mr. Huang bites the bullet, in order to win the favor of the villagers, he can only try his best to expose the witch's shortcomings.

He mustered up his momentum and shouted loudly: "Smart teeth! You wicked woman, who murdered you for money and made a lot of money in recent years, do you want to run away quietly?"

The witch said bluntly: "Run? I think you, Huang Youcai, want to run away the most. It's just that you don't want to part with the thousands of acres of land, and you can't cash in your property. You can only go to be a starving person if you run away. Last year you looked for me and wanted me Sell ​​some land cheaper... It's a pity that nowadays, there are many people and few lands, and the gold and silver treasures are much more valuable than your fields."

"As long as the evil god is punished, the imperial army will be relieved!" Master Huang squeezed out a few words, "Otherwise, everyone will die!"

"How to punish? Take your two ineffective sons to punish the evil god? The evil god is in the temple, so go ahead! Even if you succeed, without the blessing of the new god, let me see how long you can live! ? Long gone!"

The common people hesitated even more when they heard this.

Although the "disaster and evil hub" is extremely bad, under the continuous sacrifices and appeasement of the witch, at least there are still people in Qingshi Town surviving.

In addition to evil gods, there are more evil and cruel types.

As long as death does not happen to them, people always report a kind of luck, thinking that they can live a little longer.

This situation is like boiling a frog in warm water. While boiling, you will find that all the neighbors next door, elders, relatives and friends are dead, and when it is your turn, you will no longer have the ability to resist.

But at this moment, the imperial army blocked the way, clearly to let them make a decision as soon as possible, it is impossible for them to discuss strategies slowly here.

There is a lack of food in the town, and if there is a lack of food for a period of time, a human tragedy of changing children and eating may happen!

"The two parties outside are about to fight!" Li Qingshan and Pan Hao, listening to the quarrel outside, felt their scalps go numb and faintly break out in a cold sweat.

It turns out that the "disaster and evil hub" in the town is not the most ferocious and evil kind of evil god!

Hanging up the "Aunt of Sores", is it actually a righteous god who is missed?

This world... is too crazy, right?

The two human beings who traveled over from the earth looked at each other in blank dismay, a little shocked.

However, at this moment, a flash of light flashed in Li Qingshan's mind, and he thought of an excellent solution.

Li Qingshan said in a low voice: "Old Master Pan, if we use the banner of the sore mother, can we trick this group of people into uniting and destroying the evil god in the temple together!"

"It's beautiful, it's not because of relatives, why should people believe us?" Pan Hao rolled his eyes, "How many people know us? You said that the aunt who was born with sores was resurrected, and people would believe us? With your indiscretion Rotten tongue?"

"Even if we have the power of the Great Mother of Sores in our bodies, it's just a small remnant, and it won't scare them at all."

"Besides, the two of us can't beat the evil hub, do you really think you can beat it?"

"What if you add the yellow turban wrestler outside?" Li Qingshan said: "Think about it, that witch is actually a hypocrite. She just couldn't find a better righteous god, so she reluctantly turned to the evil god and became a monk for a day to beat the clock."

"If there is a better choice, she will choose it."

"The fact that I came back from the dead is bizarre enough, right? It should be able to frighten her, right? As long as we let that witch seek refuge under the banner of the sore mother, in this way, it will become a joint crusade against the evil god by all parties. .”

Pan Hao thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.

The miracle of resurrection from the dead is outrageous enough!

In the eyes of the witches, Li Qingshan has already been made into a medicine, but now he appears alive and kicking, which will definitely bring a huge psychological impact.

When a person is in despair, he will find a way to grab any straw.

This method may not work.

Even if you fail, you will die!

Li Qingshan said a little excitedly: "As long as we fight against the evil god with this group of people outside, we can take this town."

"Then let the [game] anchor, and the task will be completed in one fell swoop!"

"Well, your plan has a chance of success."

Lu Tianming in the Conch headset said, "Well, I'll think of a way to fool the officers and soldiers outside. If the yellow scarf fighters outside can participate in the battle, then I will be more confident."

"Can you do it?"

"It should work."

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