After rebirth, I became a national teacher

This feeling is too mysterious to be ignored.

The two or three thousand people present were originally making a lot of noise, but when they heard this, they were immediately surprised:

"Did you hear that? What's that sound?"

Then the county magistrate stepped out from the crowd, bowed and saluted:

"Reporting to Your Excellency, all 728 critically ill patients are here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cry of surprise rang out among the people:

"Look! There! It's flying...flying down!"

Many people looked in the direction of the sound and saw, under the early winter sun, a white and graceful figure floating down from the tall roof of the Tai'an Restaurant and landing like a light feather five steps away from the county magistrate.

When she landed, the people discovered that the flying woman was actually shining with colorful light like a rainbow. It was truly magical!

The doctors, apprentices, and runners in the crowd knelt down immediately and shouted in unison:

"Greetings to His Holiness!"

The people don’t understand:

"What venerable one?"

“Why did so many people kneel down?”

"This... this can't be a god, right?"

The county magistrate quickly raised his voice and said:

"This is the Venerable Du'e, an immortal who has come to rid us of the plague! Please don't be rude!"

As soon as the county magistrate said this, everyone fell silent, looking in shock at the woman in white who was emitting colorful light all over her body. She was actually an immortal!

Or is it the immortal who comes to drive away the plague for them!

It feels like a dream.

To Chen Qingzhu, the precious light in the daytime was just the refraction of the ice crystals that she had deliberately condensed on her Taoist robe. It was not like the fluorescent light at night which required continuous consumption of spiritual energy, so her posture at this moment was particularly relaxed.

"What is the total population of Xingde County? How many people are still suffering from mild symptoms?"

The Xingde County Magistrate did some statistics last night, so he still has a good idea of ​​this issue:

"Replying to Your Excellency, there are 12,000 people in the county, and there are still more than 3,500 patients with mild symptoms!"

For a county like Xingde, whose population density is below average and whose total population is about 70,000 to 80,000, it is normal for the county seat to have more than 10,000 people.

This is still the number of people that Chen Qingzhu can cover with the Spirit Mist Array. Therefore, she was very calm:

"Put 200 critically ill patients within the white line, and the rest of the people should step back ten steps."

The white line is centered on Tai'an Tower. The area it covers is not too large, but it can still accommodate more than 200 people lying side by side.

The county magistrate gave an order and everyone obeyed.

After the seriously ill patient was placed in place and out of the white line, the white-robed venerable man was seen pointing his finger towards the white line.

Everyone suddenly felt the ground tremble slightly.

White mist suddenly rose from the area where the critically ill patients were lying, covering them all at a very fast speed.

In a flash, the figures inside became a little blurry.

Some people were frightened and thought that their loved ones were about to be swallowed by the white fog, so they subconsciously rushed forward.

However, they seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall. Although they could clearly see the people inside, they could not get any closer.

"Ah! What's going on? I can't move forward, I'm blocked!"

Some people subconsciously pushed forward, but still could not move at all.

But in the eyes of others, they seemed to be pushing the void in front of them, which was funny and weird.

Chen Qingzhu released his pressure and sent a message to stop him:

"Everyone, please be at ease. Once the plague is cured, your relatives and friends will come out."

Her words were not harsh, but they were inexplicably convincing.

Everyone suddenly became quiet and waited silently.

The white fog was constantly changing from thick to thin, and then from thin to thick.

After repeating this several times for about two minutes, the venerable man waved his jade hand and said loudly:

"All right."

The originally shrouded white mist disappeared in an instant.

The critically ill patients inside woke up as if from a dream. They all got up eagerly, looked around, and shouted:

"Huh? No more?"

"Where's that particularly soothing mist just now? Why is it gone?"

Many people were saying similar words and gradually stood up and looked around.

The people outside were completely stunned.

No, these people were so weak that they needed to be carried by others, how come they suddenly stood up so nimbly by themselves?