I was attacked by the evil general

Zong Yanqiu had been in a daze since he came back, and at noon he developed a high fever, muttering in his mouth, and he didn't know who he was calling.

Kong Xiangyu felt oppressed in his chest, and pushed the door in with a dark face.I saw Jinbao lying on Zong Yanqiu's forehead sprawled across his back, turning over and covering his stomach with his stomach when his back got hot.

Jin Bao said: "Ancestor, quickly think of a way, if you go down, you will have to burn the River God alive."

Zong Yanqiu is still a mortal now, and it is normal for mortals to have a headache.It doesn't matter if it is in Ningkang, but it is in Wan Qiguo who lied about the epidemic.

In today's Wan Qiguo, almost every family stays behind closed doors, and I don't know if we can invite a doctor.

Kong Xiangyu stretched out his hand to probe, Zong Yanqiu's body was indeed very hot, and he was even a little unconscious.He remembered that the older generation once said that most children would have a high fever after being frightened out of their souls.It's just that the extent of the high fever is unknown.

It's not an option to procrastinate like this, Zong Yanqiu must get well quickly, and the two of them must hurry back to Ningkang.

He kicked the table leg angrily.He was also to blame for this matter, but he didn't think twice about it, and even brought Ningkang's prince out to make trouble.

Gripping the sword at his waist, he said to Jin Bao, "I'm going to find a medicine shop."

When passing the door of the cubicle, he stopped for a moment, the door was closed tightly and there was no movement, and he didn't know if Wei Ze had really left.But now that the sky is clear, Wei Ze probably won't be able to go out.

The door of the inn was closed tightly by the staff, and a big lock was put on it.It was definitely not possible to go through the main entrance, so I turned out through the window.

Sure enough, there was no one on the street. If you want to say that the law and order in Wanqi Country is really good, everyone obediently shuts their doors because of the epidemic.If it is Ningkang, it may not be able to do so.

It's just that Wan Qiguo is strange to say, no one belongs to anyone, and it's gloomy in broad daylight.He didn't have such an illusion when he first came here, maybe he was thinking too much.

Looking up, the clouds were overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.He quickened his pace, rushed to the door of the medicine shop, knocked, but no one responded.

"Doctor! Please open the door. I will prepare some cooling medicine and leave. There is absolutely no disease."

However, the doctor at the medicine shop didn't make any movement, a woman appeared out of nowhere, and knocked on the door with a mournful face and an urgency.

The woman looked more anxious than him, and the woman cried: "Doctor, help! My child is probably going to die...Doctor!"

The woman knelt on the ground crying and crying, she was a little choked up.

Kong Xiangyu suddenly became angry for no reason. I'm afraid the doctors here didn't hear it, but they didn't want to hear it on purpose.

He was already upset, so he took two steps back and kicked down the locked door with one kick.The wooden door was broken, and an unpleasant bloody smell hit the face.

The kneeling woman looked up, screamed out of her wits, and stumbled away.

Kong Xiangyu frowned, raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, the ground covered with medicinal herbs was full of dried blood.The medicinal material drawers in the store were in a mess, and some prepared medicinal materials were also scattered in a pool of blood.

And on the hanging beams of this house, the doctor's family is hanging, and someone has cut a hole in the abdomen.The blood flowed down the abdomen and flowed to the toes of the bare feet, but it was all dried up now.

These corpses should have been there for some days, but it should have happened in the past few days before they were decomposed.

He couldn't help feeling strange, the way this person died was really strange, since he committed suicide by hanging himself, why bother to cut a knife in the stomach?If it was harmed by others, why bother to hang himself?Is it because he is afraid that he will not die fast enough?

"They were under witchcraft." A voice broke the immersion, and he was almost taken aback, but he still pretended to be calm.

The one who came was a young man about his age, handsome in appearance, and dressed differently from the locals here.A white dress with a strong waist and a silver crown tied up her hair is a bit like their peaceful clothes.

Not only was the young man not afraid of the tragedy at the medicine shop, but he even looked like a passer-by watching a theater.

The young man shook the broken jade in his hand, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said, "I happened to pass by here when I wanted to buy some medicine, are you also here to buy medicine?"

"Yes." He paused, but didn't ask further.

The young man said: "It seems that this one can't be bought anymore. I know there is another one behind Santiao Street, why don't you come with me?"

Kong Xiangyu glanced at the corpse in the medicine shop again, nodded and said, "That's fine."

The two walked side by side on the deserted street, and the sky was darker than before, fearing that it might rain anytime.He didn't think so much when he went out, and he didn't know if he could return to the inn before it rained.

Kong Xiangyu was silent for a while without making a sound, but the young man spoke first, and said, "It's rare for me to meet foreigners who are as calm as you when they see this kind of scene."

He said: "Can you tell that I am a foreigner?" After all, his current attire is no different from that of the people of Wanqi Kingdom.

The young man was happy, and when he smiled, he showed a canine tooth. He said: "Wan Qi Country is only this big. I grew up here, so a foreigner can tell at a glance."

The two seemed more at ease when they started talking. Seeing his relaxed expression, Kong Xiangyu couldn't help asking: "Just now, the medicinal herbs covered the corpses. You said they were cast into witchcraft? But how did I hear that?" Wanqi Kingdom’s sorcery are all blessing witches for the benefit of the common people?”

The boy raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? You really only heard about Fu Wu?"

Kong Xiangyu was stunned for a moment, he was just trying to make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect this kid to seem to know it.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the young man said to himself: "Such harmful witchcraft happens every year in Wanqi Country. Sometimes it's a deep hatred, and sometimes it's just for trivial things. Anyway, I've seen it a lot. It’s no surprise then.”

Kong Xiangyu followed the boy into an alley, and the other end of the alley was still a long street paved with gold bricks.He couldn't help asking: "I heard that there are backlashes in witchcraft. Is it true that someone would sacrifice his life for a trivial matter?"

The young man looked in the direction of the long street with a smile, and said, "It seems that you haven't heard anything." Seeing that he didn't answer, he continued: "In the past, some people were indeed afraid, but later, people wanted to get what they wanted. If you want, you can start doing everything you can. If you don’t want to die, you can use other people’s lives instead, and over time, you will become what you are now.”

He wondered: "Don't you have to perform the witchcraft technique yourself? Then how can you borrow others to resist the backlash?"

The young man put his hands on his chest and said, "There is a good saying that money can turn ghosts around. As long as you can afford the money, there are quite a lot of people who are willing to trade their lives for it."

It would be reasonable to put these words in other places, after all, there are indeed many people who died for money, but if it is put in Wan Qiguo, which treats money like dung, it would be unreasonable.

So he asked: "In Wanqi Kingdom, are there people who died for wealth?"

Who would have thought that as soon as these words came out, the young man seemed to have heard a big joke, and after laughing for a while, he looked at him and said: "Why are you so naive, the people of Wanqi Kingdom are also human beings, don't think of them That's great." The young man casually pointed to a gorgeous room decorated with jade, and said, "If you really don't love money, why would you use the money we used to build walls and pave the floor? Isn't it just to show off like this? Are you rich and powerful?"

Kong Xiangyu glanced at the direction the boy was pointing, and was startled, isn't that the inn where he stayed?They spared the long street and crossed two alleys just now, why did they come back now?

After the boy finished speaking, he also felt that something was wrong, and looked back at the long street. On the middle road of the street, it was the medicine shop that Kong Xiangyu kicked into the door just now.

Scratching his head, he frowned and said, "Why did we come back again?"

Kong Xiangyu also wanted to ask this, isn't this kid himself leading the way?

The young man said: "Maybe the two of us chatted too well and didn't look at the road for a while. I'm taking you to another road. This time I will definitely not come back."

Kong Xiangyu had no choice but to keep up, and couldn't help asking on the way: "It's also a love of money. Why don't you just take more gold and exchange it for broken jade in other countries. Anyway, broken jade is plentiful in other places."

The young man shook his head and said bluntly: "Our Wanqi Kingdom's gold is not so easy to get. Those who want to use gold can't use it, and those who don't need gold can't use it either."

"It seems... makes sense."

The young man said: "Hey..., I think the gods didn't think about it back then. In fact, everything is the same, and it is mainly a human problem. The addition of witchcraft has become a bad thing, just like the Ningkang Kingdom a hundred years ago. It also killed many people because of a witchcraft."

As soon as Ningkang was mentioned, Kong Xiangyu froze, and he couldn't help asking: "How do you say that?" He, a native of Ningkang, didn't know anything about Ningkang a hundred years ago, so why did everyone die in Wanqi? Everyone knows?

The boy exclaimed, "You don't know?"

Kong Xiangyu shook his head.

The boy said: "Then you know the Jinbao River in Ningkang Country, right?"

Hearing Jin Baohe, he probably knew what the young man was going to say, but he still shook his head and said he didn't know, then saw the young man spread his hands and shook his head and sighed: "That's really strange, you are from Ningkang, and you don't know what to say." know such a big thing."

Kong Xiangyu's eyes sank and he said nothing.

The boy led him through two streets, and the two no longer walked side by side, but walked one behind the other.The young man said: "In that Jinbao River, there are people who jump into the river every year like the evil spirits. How could you not know? It was a witchcraft practiced by a man named Luming Mountain a hundred years ago. Speaking of which, this Luming Shan is really a ruthless person, such vicious witchcraft will make his soul fly away, and he will not be able to enter reincarnation for a hundred generations."

Kong Xiangyu paused and stopped on the spot. With a sullen face, he couldn't help asking: "How do you know that person's name is Lumingshan?"

The boy turned around and looked at him strangely.

He asked again: "How do you know I'm from Ningkang? And..." He pointed to the medicine shop not far behind the young man, and said, "Why did we come back here again?"

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