I wanted to embrace my master and return home

"Tianfu Mountain sent a message that a group of disciples who came to Qi Shi five days ago... nearly half of them were infected with the plague." Gu Mou's face was heavy, and he looked straight ahead.

"So, Qi Shi has..." It was a ghost town.

Ghost city, as the name suggests, people who come in can't get out alive, even those who cultivate immortals will be infected with the plague after staying here for a day, let alone ordinary people who have no roots?

Yu Shubai folded his arms and buried his head deeply in his knees, he just felt that the world was turned upside down, everything happened so fast, and he was so caught off guard.

"According to this trend, in a few days, the surrounding immortal sects may forcefully seal Qi Shi. If you send a message to Tianfu Mountain now, there should be time for them to bring the last batch of elixir."

Hearing this, Yu Shubai, who had been lowering his head, looked at him suddenly, with a bit of forbearance in his voice: "No, I don't want the supplies from Tianfu Mountain."

"Shu Bai, don't be arrogant." Gu Mou gently covered the back of his hand.

"Have you seen that Meng Yuci, do you think how important he is to you, how much he cares about us 'mortals' who are still struggling in the world, but just watching the fire from the other side and letting him live and die." Yu Shubai Shaking his head, he resolutely said: "This is the doom of our Sitian Pavilion, and we will not ask Tianfu Mountain for help."

"Ok."

In addition to the softening and brittleness of the dormitories and houses, and the desertification of the walls, even the melon seedlings and fruit vines on the back mountain have a tendency to wither. Wait until the food source is completely covered to ensure that Si Tiange will not run out of food.

It is easy to cover the rain, but it is a fantasy to cover the entire Liuyun Mountain. After several days and nights of drizzle erosion, the west side with the best water storage has collapsed, and the west hall that was just repaired a few days ago boomed reduced to ruins.

When he heard the news, Yushu sat up from the bed in vain, forgot to put on his shoes, and ran to the west hall in a panic, only to see a huge pile of broken copper and rotten tiles.

The workers wore bamboo hats and braved the heavy rain to shovel away the broken steel bars on the ground with shovels, revealing a section of arm. Several people went up to try to drag him out, but the man's body was broken at the upper arm...

"Ah—it's scary!!" Seeing the maids, they held their noses and backed away again and again.

Seeing this, Yu Shubai's face was almost pale to the point of losing color, and he took two steps towards the ruins unsteadily.

The owner of the severed limb was also dug out by the workers. He was a gatekeeper disciple, and his arm was cut off by a steel piece.

Because during the repairs a few days ago, Yu Shubai specially used several airtight steel-making doors to cover the roof to ensure that no rainwater would leak in through the gaps. His original intention was to hope that Gu Mou's bedroom would be more durable. , safer, but I didn't expect that the heavy steelmaking would crush the already corroded walls!

"Leave him alone, dig quickly, dig for me!!"

Seeing several people surrounding the dead man trying to identify him, Yushu roared with red eyes, grabbed the worker's shovel and stepped forward, and started to shovel the wall like a madman.

"Yes, yes!" The servants were startled, and rushed up to scrape away the iron fragments with their hands.

But after a while, a blood-stained steel bar was exposed in the rain, shining with a piercing luster. Yu Shubai dropped the shovel and knelt on the ground to dig the man out. He saw that the man was completely unrecognizable, his face was black The soil, a steel bar from the roof pierced through his chest, and he died on the spot without struggling for a long time.

For a moment, Yu Shubai forgot to distinguish the pattern on the man's clothes, but cried softly while wiping away the mud on his face under the heavy rain, and the servants and maids around were all shocked by his abnormal behavior terrified.

I only heard a surprised voice from behind: "What are you doing?"

Yu Shubai's body froze for a moment, he stopped what he was doing, and looked back at Gu Mou in disbelief. Gu Mou was holding a medicine box in his hand, but he was also taken aback by Yu Shubai's appearance.

Yu Shubai staggered for a moment, pushed away the dead body and rushed towards him to hug him tightly, tears welling up in his eyes: "You scared me to death, do you know?! Where did you go just now!!"

"You were just... looking for me?" Gu Mou looked at the pile of ruins, and then at Yu Shubai's delicate ten fingers, which were already drenched with blood from the debris.

"Isn't it your nap time at this time? You scared me to death, really... scared me to death." Yu Shubai buried tears into his shoulders, trembling in the end of the voice, obviously lingering fear.

"I was thinking that the ointment was almost used up yesterday, so I went to the Medicine Pavilion to get some raw materials." Gu Mou gently stroked his protruding butterfly bone with comforting strength.

"Fortunately...fortunately, you are not inside." Yu Shubai whispered, feeling a little nervous again: "The Medicine Pavilion is not safe either, the ointment is specially made by a pharmacist, so don't run around anymore."

"I just don't think I can help you much. Look at me, I can't do anything except make some ointment for you and correct the dosage." Gu Mou said with a wry smile.

He couldn't say what he meant, not complaining, but it didn't sound like that to other people's ears, Yu Shubai was sensitive, he clenched his hands, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Gu Mou is now a mortal, even a mortal with a weak body. The only advantage is that he was once infected with the plague and was cured by Shi Minghua, so Gu Mou is less susceptible to infection than other mortals. Epidemic.

He can evade epidemics, but he cannot escape typhoid fever, knives and guns. The collapse of the house will bury him, and the steel and iron sheets can pass through his body.

Such a useless body was given by myself.

"Shubai, I don't blame you." Gu Mou smiled at him without a trace of reluctance.

"But I regret it, I'm not human, I really..." Yu Shubai covered his face, tears streaming from between his fingers.

Gu Mou sighed, and said helplessly, "Instead of regretting here, why not think about it first, where will I live in the future?"

"Oh... that's right." Yu Shubai raised his face and stared at him blankly: "Where do you live?"

"Ok?"

"North Hall... The North Hall just collapsed a few days ago, and the Fushui Pavilion..." Yu Shubai looked around, looking for a suitable sleeping hall, a little anxious: "The Fushui Pavilion has a pond, which is easier to collapse. The other halls are built by ordinary people. The material is built, what should I do..."

"If you can't figure it out, I'm going to sleep in the kitchen tonight."

"No, I can't live here directly. I have to send someone to repair it first. Why don't you go to my bedroom to make do with it for a few nights." Yushu thought for a while, looked at him quickly, and said cautiously: "What I mean is, Make more beds, and I won't touch you."

"Pfft! Now manpower is tight, so why bother to make that extra effort." Gu Mou couldn't help laughing, leaned into his ear and whispered: "It's okay to make do with a few more nights, and it's okay to touch..."

Yu Shubai's face turned red, and his eyes sparkled: "Really?"

"Look at your performance." Gu Mo raised his eyebrows: "Don't cry anymore."

Only then did Yu Shubai realize that the golden beans flowed too easily these past few days, and the evil spirits attacked his body irregularly every day, and at the same time, he hammered the fortitude in his soul into the soil at the same time.

"Yes, yes, let me show you a joke." Yu Shubai wiped his face with the back of his hand, embarrassed.

The prescription provided by Gu Mou was left over from the period of the demon transformation, and it was used to suppress mild plague reactions, such as early red sores. The infected person whose rash subsided only recovered for two days, and then relapsed again.

And for those infected in the middle stage of the epidemic, whose skin began to rot, this ointment is completely useless to them, and can only relieve pain. Five or six stretchers covered with white cloth can be lifted out of Sitiange's isolation dormitory every day. .

Every morning and afternoon, the smell of wormwood smoke filled the entire Sitian Pavilion, making people unable to help waving their hands and coughing. Under such an environment, Yu Shubai's pain caused by the evil spirit's attack became clearer.

"Cough, cough...cough..." Yu Shubai hunched over, sweating profusely from the pain, and wanted to open his mouth to breathe but was choked by the wormwood smoke and coughed again and again.

"Don't smoke, take it out first." Gu Mou greeted the maid.

The wormwood basin was taken out, and Yu Shubai felt a little better. The pain on his body came and went, sometimes like drizzle, sometimes like a violent electric shock, he was relieved for a moment, and fell into deeper pain the next moment.

In foreign palaces, there is a criminal law that pours hot mercury from the top of a person's head, and the person will writhe in pain, and the mercury will flow down the separated human skin, making a scream The sound, and finally the flesh and blood were separated.

Yu Shubai had only heard of this kind of punishment before, but he didn't know how it felt. The pain on his body at this moment happened to be exactly as described in the description. Every inch of skin seemed to be burned and torn away from the penis. syncope.

"Change clothes, they're all wet." Gu Mou gently lifted him up, only to see that his clothes were all soaked in sweat, and there were a few black spots on his arms.

Gu Mo rubbed these black spots, his nose felt sour, and he couldn't bear to look any further.

A few days later, several disciples brought a fat couple to Yu Shubai: "Young Sect Master, these two people took advantage of the mountain gate to change shifts, and bought the disciples who changed shifts to sneak away!"

Yu Shubai took a closer look and saw that it was the cook in the small kitchen and her husband. The husband seemed to be a servant of the stables.

"Why did you run away?" Yu Shubai said with difficulty.

The couple looked at each other and kowtowed like a chicken pecking at rice. The cook cried and said, "Young master, the servant's little girl suddenly became seriously ill a few days ago, and the servant was very anxious. There is really no other way to do such a stupid thing." ! Please forgive me, Young Suzerain!"

Yu Shubai took a deep breath, "Ben Shaozong remembers that you only have one daughter, and you were accidentally injured by a debt collector and died when you were six years old. At that time, you and your wife were dying, and it was Si Tiange who carried you back. , thinking that you have a good kung fu, so I paid off the gambling debt for you."

"Slave... Numaid..." The two shuddered suddenly.

"Now you tell me, Shaozong, that you are in a hurry to go back to take care of the sick little girl. Since you are going back to treat the illness, you don't take a lot of spiritual herbs from the Medicine Pavilion, but you just wrapped up the money and belongings in the disciples' dormitories?" Yu Shubai's eyes fell On the cloth wrap at the feet of the two.

"Damn this servant, damn this servant! I beg the Young Sect Master to spare this servant. From now on, this servant will work hard and never dare to think like this again!" The cook was so frightened that she burst into tears and pulled her husband to beg for mercy.

"No need." Yu Shubai closed his eyes, and said weakly: "Since your two hearts are no longer in Sitian Pavilion, go to the warehouse to pay fifty copper coins. From now on, the sky will be big and the earth will be big, and there will be no place for you in Sitian Pavilion land."

"Thank you...thank you, Young Sovereign! The servants and servants thank you, Young Sovereign!" The two hurriedly kowtowed a few times, and then retreated with tears of gratitude.

Yu Shubai stood on the spot for a while, glanced at the other people standing in the Liuyun Hall, "If there are any of you who want to leave, you can take this year's allowance and go to the warehouse to pay."

There was silence in the hall, only one person slowly raised his hand, saw Yu Shubai looking over, and then suddenly retracted.

"Jing Zhao?" Yu Shubai's voice was a little erratic, he didn't expect a disciple to really have such thoughts.

"Brother, my disciple's old mother is seriously...seriously ill, and this disciple wants to go back to serve the left and right..." Jing Zhao bit the bullet and said.

"One is the daughter who is seriously ill, and the other is the old mother who is seriously ill. There are quite a few people who are seriously ill these days." Gu Mou said suddenly.

The young disciple named Jing Zhao lowered his head slowly, with embarrassment on his face, he swallowed nervously: "Forgive me, Young Master, it's because the disciple is too nervous, and the mother's illness is not that serious..."

Who knows, Yu Shubai sneered, and said: "Get out, don't let Ben Shaozong see you again."

After Jing Zhao left, Yu Shubai breathed a sigh of relief, but the audience tremblingly raised three or four hands, several disciples and servants plopped on the ground.

"Get out of here, Young Sect!!" Yu Shubai took a deep breath and sternly said.

"Shubai." Gu Mou supported him, who was a little tottering, and whispered in his ear: "With fewer people, there will be fewer mouths to eat, so why not lighten the burden on Si Tiange?"

"I know." Yu Shubai lowered his head, his voice trembling: "I just didn't expect..."

After a stick of incense, the few people who were supposed to leave hadn't disappeared yet, and they all came back with complicated expressions, followed by the housekeeper who held the key to the warehouse, with a very ugly expression on his face.

Then, there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the housekeeper said in tears: "Young master, the treasury has been emptied, and all the land deeds, bank notes, gold bars and copper coins in Sitian Pavilion are gone. The old slave just sent someone to Tongbao Bank to check the accounts. All the shops and deposits under Tiange's name were also taken away half a month ago."