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"The dead cannot be brought back to life." After a long silence, Xie Qiao said to the little girl.He glanced at the woman covering the little girl's mouth, then glanced at other villagers with different expressions, and said to them in a louder voice: "The dead will never come back to life, so you have to cherish your life. Cherish the lives of others."

He walked a few steps closer, ignored the woman's frightened expression, squatted down and rubbed the little girl's hair, and said seriously: "But don't worry, the living will take back your friend's dignity for her."

The little girl looked at Xie Qiao's gentle and serious eyes, and nodded with red eyes.

After Xie Qiao finished speaking, she stood up and turned around. The woman looked at Xie Qiao's back. Although her face was still full of fear, she finally sighed with red eyes: Actually, many people in the village knew that Mei Xiang was pitiful, but who could The most he can do is just stand by and watch. Who wants to cause trouble?She knew she was pitiful, so she just pretended not to see her daughter secretly playing with that girl.

After the girl was forced to death by those people, people began to die in the village. Who can say that this is retribution?

……

Now that the villagers have called out, Zhang Xing looked at Xie Qiao, Xie Qiao nodded, and Zhang Xing loudly ordered to them: "The doctor who can save lives is at the tent in the open space. If there are sick people in everyone's family, they can all be saved now." To carry the patients to the tent, our doctors will diagnose and treat them! The soldiers we brought will also help carry the patients!"

"This disease can infect people, so you can't see your family members temporarily, but please rest assured, our doctors will do their best to treat patients!"

"After sending the patient away, please also go to the old doctor's place for the old doctor's diagnosis. The old doctor confirms that there is no danger before going home. After returning home, all the things used by the patient should be burned, and raw food and water should not be eaten. You have to wash your hands with hot wine—the wine has been prepared here, and everyone will share it when you come over later."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the packaged medicine package at his hand, and said: "This medicine is newly prescribed by the old doctor. It can prevent this disease. Everyone should come to get it. Remember to take it on time after returning home. Afterwards, if someone has symptoms of illness, remember to send it to the tent in time!"

……

Many villagers were skeptical about these things at first, and they didn't really believe that they and their relatives were really saved until the first person was healed by the old doctor.

"Thank you, thank you very much!" The old man who brought Xie Qiao and the others home at the beginning knelt down to the old doctor with tears in his eyes. Xie Qiao hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Old man, this is what it should be."

A child grabbed the corner of the old man's clothes and hid behind the old man shyly. He was a little thin and weak, but his complexion was ruddy and healthy.

"Come on, kid, thank the person who saved you." The old man stretched out his bony hand and gently pulled the child to him.

The child smiled at Xie Qiao and the others, and said in a low voice, "Thank you grandpa for saving me, thank you big brothers for saving me."

Lu Jue looked at the child and thought of something. A smile appeared on his face, he squatted down and rubbed the child's hair, and said softly, "You're welcome. You should be alive."

Lu Jue was good-looking, and he always attracted children to like him. The child nodded when he heard what he said, and he was no longer shy, and smiled generously at Lu Jue.

"Grandpa and big brothers are amazing, they can save so many people," the child looked at the old doctor again, his dark eyes were shining with the light of the rising sun: "Can I save many, many people like you in the future?" ?” He stretched out his small hand and gestured: “Saved many, many people!”

The old doctor was taken aback, a gratified smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and a few tears stained the corners of his eyes. He squatted down, gently rubbed the child's hair with his wrinkled hands, and said with some sobs: " Good boy, of course it can be done, of course it can...My child, you must never forget the mood you felt when you said this today, remember what you said today..."

"Ok!"

The old doctor's words were so deep that the child didn't quite understand them, but he still nodded seriously with a smile.

Xie Qiao looked at the child, and couldn't help but smile. He stepped forward, patted Lu Jue on the shoulder, and stuffed something into Lu Jue's hand. Lu Jue was taken aback, and knew what Xie Qiao wanted to do. .

Xie Qiao was talking to the old man, Lu Jue smiled, and while the old man was not paying attention, he stuffed the money bag that Xie Qiao had just stuffed into his hand into the child's arms, and covered it with his clothes.The child blinked, and was about to shake grandma's hand to say something——

"Hush", Lu Jue put his white jade-like fingers on his lips, with a gentle smile on his face, he said softly: "If there is fate, when you grow up, come to Jinling to pay us back."

The child rolled his eyes as if he had got a secret. He imitated Lu Jue and raised his little finger. He deliberately lowered his voice and said earnestly: "Well, I will return it to my brother when I grow up in Jinling."

……

The old man took the child's hand and left tremblingly. A round of sun was slowly rising behind them. The warm sunlight shone on the old and young, as if to illuminate and warm the road ahead for them.

Xie Qiao and the others looked at the backs of the old and the young, and felt that the fatigue of the past few days had been swept away.

……

After the first one was cured, there was the second one. Over a month passed, the tent became more and more empty, and the number of patients became less and less. Only when the tent was completely empty, the old doctor and Xie Qiao could take a temporary breath tone.

Today, Xie Qiao was sitting on a piece of bluestone, playing with a wreath in his hand, and the wreath was crookedly woven with wild flowers that are common in this village.These days, he has been wearing rough linen clothes that are convenient for doing things, but now sitting on the bluestone, he looks like a real country boy.The late winter sun shone on him, making his eyes extraordinarily black and clear, adding a bit of childishness to his face.

The old doctor walked behind him with his hands behind his back, and said, "Yo, I didn't realize that you still have such a wild interest."

Xie Qiao smiled and said, "I didn't make it up, it was given by that little girl." Today, the little girl who said she was Mei Xiang's friend came with her mother to pick up the cured father home, and before leaving, she secretly gave him a garland .

The old doctor laughed and said, "Since they gave you a gift, why don't you wear it?"

After Lu Jue finished his work, he came behind Xie Qiao with his hands behind his back. The old doctor was about to say something when he saw Lu Jue put his finger between his lips, and the old doctor cheerfully stopped making a sound.

Xie Qiao didn't know that Lu Jue was right behind him. He rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said, "I don't like this wreath, but Brother Huaiyu will look good if I wear it."

The old doctor glanced at Lu Jue, laughed and said, "Really?"

Xie Qiao nodded: "Brother Huaiyu is good-looking." Wearing this wreath is naturally good-looking too - although to put it bluntly, he just wanted to see that person wearing this wreath.

"Really?" A clear, joking and laughing voice sounded.

Xie Qiao: "..."

Lu Jue bent over, stretched out a pair of white jade-like hands into Xie Qiao's arms, picked up the garland easily, held it in his hand and looked at it, Xie Qiao turned around, coughed, and saw Lu Jue smiled , raised his eyebrows and put the garland on Xie Qiao's head. He pinched Xie Qiao's white chin and looked at it carefully, then nodded with satisfaction and said, "Who says it's not good-looking? Joel would look very pretty in that wreath."

Xie Qiao: "..."

"Hahahahaha!" The old doctor laughed so hard that his white beard trembled.

After laughing, the old doctor took a breath, and then asked the business: "Is someone going crazy again today?"

Lu Jue nodded: "Yes, obviously the disease is cured, but the person is already crazy. Crazy, with a face full of fright, the relatives don't recognize him, and he will sneak into any crack he sees."

The old doctor sighed softly and said, "Or the one who bullied that girl?"

Lu Jue glanced at Xie Qiao and said, "Yes."

The old doctor pretended to sigh, and said: "Why do they go crazy? The old man can cure diseases, but he can't cure madness."

Lu Jue glanced at Xie Qiao again, and said meaningfully: "Maybe it's the retribution from heaven?"

With a weed in his mouth, Xie Qiao smiled and squinted to look in the direction of the bamboo forest, but did not answer.

The sickness in the village was cured, but some people went crazy, and the crazy ones were all those who had bullied Mei Xiang. The villagers felt that it was retribution, and they kowtowed to the grave in the bamboo forest every day to beg for forgiveness.

"Your Highness," Zhang Xing came to Xie Qiao at this time, saluted, and said, "The person you want has been brought." After he said that, he waved his hand, and two soldiers pressed a woman to Xie Qiao and the others before.Zhang Xingdao: "This is Zhang Shun and Zhang Meixiang's stepmother."

Xie Qiao stood up and patted the dirt on her body, and asked, "Where are her husband and children?"

Zhang Xing replied: "Before His Highness arrived, he died of illness."

Xie Qiao walked up to the woman and said, "They are dead, but you are alive."

The woman lowered her head, trembled, and said in a hoarse voice: "We have already received retribution, what else do you want?" Her beloved son, who had placed all her hopes on her, died of illness, and she had long since been heartbroken. Ashes.

Xie Qiao smiled and said, "Of course it's your crime."

The woman took a deep breath, raised her head and looked at Xie Qiao ferociously: "What's my crime? What's my crime?! Shouldn't they repay me for raising them?!"

Xie Qiao narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said coldly: "Master Zhang, you know what crimes should be committed in buying and selling people in our Dasheng territory, right?"

Zhang Xing hurriedly bowed his head: "The lower official naturally knows."

Xie Qiao waved his hand at him and said, "Now that you know, let her be punished."

"The subordinate obeys the order."

The soldiers pressed the people and followed Zhang. Xie Qiao looked at the woman's back and said, "You have your own flesh and blood, and they are also the flesh and blood of others. Poor your innocent child, who wants to bear the retribution for you."

The woman's figure paused, and finally yelled hysterically, and a trace of regret finally climbed up in her heart.

Too bad it was too late.

The author has something to say: I actually cried when I wrote the part about the child at the beginning. I don’t know if any little angels got my mood. What I want to write in this chapter is hope.

In the next chapter, Xiao Xie and Master Lu will go home~ (Xiao Xie should be able to achieve the achievement of Master Lu’s knee pillow in the next chapter, haha)

than heart~