my lord baby

Chapter 70: The Poisoned Bones

In the dark night, everyone sat on the stone pedals outside the hut.

"Brother Bai, is it true that you can't save Sister Qing'er?" It's all because of me, why are you so stupid, you didn't jump into a small pit but a cliff, just in case. . .What a silly lady.

"Chen'er..." Zhong Xin pulled Murong Yuchen into his arms in pain, and stared at Bai Yi with wide eyes.

"Bai Yi, don't you even listen to my words?"

Bai Yi and Zhongli met each other when they killed each other. It has been nine years, and they have received Bai Yi's help, support and loyalty along the way. They are not only masters and servants, but also friends and confidants. When he rescued the dying Bai Yi from the dead, Bai Yi followed Zhongli all over the country, as long as Zhongli asked Bai Yi, he would unconditionally agree to complete it. In Bai Yi's eyes, he would be by Zhongli's side for the rest of his life, like a loyal servant It's like a friend with a deep friendship.

"Sorry" for rejecting Zhongli for the first time, Zhongli didn't blame him, nor did he blame him, he just glanced at the helpless Bai Yi and lowered his head to coax the self-blaming lover in his arms.

He knew that he must have some difficulties in his heart, so he didn't force it.

"Xiao Chen'er, it's not that your elder brother Bai is unreasonable, nor does it mean that you don't love you, it's just that I can't and can't help you with this matter, sorry"

"Brother Bai, don't you care how many people die?" Murong Yan saw countless corpses along the way, it's a lie to have no compassion.

"Could it be that brother Bai has something hard to say, why don't you tell us that everyone can help?" Murong Qian walked up to Bai Yi and said.

"Brother Bai, if you don't say anything, I'll ask the old man. You know, if the plague is not stopped, many people will die. Can you bear it?" Murong Yuchen walked in front of Bai Yi, holding Bai Yi's arm Seeing Bai Yi's unbearable expression, he turned his tear-filled eyes and immediately said again.

"Hey, if I get the plague, will you die without saving me?" The words frightened the people in the room. Everyone knows that among everyone, the one who is weak in martial arts and is most likely to be infected with the plague is Murong Yuchen , What to do if you are really infected.

Zhongli immediately denied, "No, Chen'er won't get sick with me around."

"Chen'er is not allowed to talk nonsense, if you talk nonsense again, go back to Yun Country now," Murong Yan said angrily.

If it is necessary to risk Murong Yuchen being infected by the plague in order to heal those who suffer from the plague, he would rather go back to Yun Country immediately, don't care about anything and ask nothing, and must not let him get hurt again.

"I'm not talking nonsense. Anyone can be infected with the plague. Doesn't it mean that it has spread here? I just want to know that if Brother Bai sees the people in this room slowly dying of the plague, even if there is a way to treat it I don't care about it, I want to know what kind of mood Brother Bai watched all this happen at that time, I really want to know." Murong Yuchen stared closely at Bai Yi with a pale and expressionless face. .

"Chen, don't force him anymore, he has difficulties." Zhong Li looked at Bai Yi's hands tightly clasped together, his face was pale, he had never seen him in such pain.

"Is there any difficulty that is more important than thousands of lives? Do you know how many people died in the plague in a day? From old people as old as grandpa to babies as young as newborns, everyone has a family. Obviously they can have a family." We live happily together, happily say to parents and children every day, good morning, good night." Murong Yuchen stood up and walked to the door with very sad eyes.

Looking at everyone, "Don't be so cruel, and don't let the so-called plague ruin these faint happiness, it can be saved, it can be saved, why not save those lovely children are crying for their parents now, They are waiting for us to rescue them, Big Brother Bai"

Zhong Li just watched from the sidelines, looking at the person who was about to cry, but didn't see any teardrops on his face, feeling distressed.

"Bai Yi..." Zhong Li pleaded again, but Bai Yi didn't raise his head, but lowered his head deeply.

"Ten years ago, I had an ordinary but happy family." When I raised my head again, my eyes were red.

"But it was destroyed by a sudden plague... But it was not destroyed by that plague, it was destroyed by the hands of the villagers who got the plague." His eyes became very sharp and he looked at a scar on the palm of his hand.

After hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"Are you surprised?! Hehe...but you're still surprised." Bai Yi smiled bitterly.

"17 years ago, our family lived in a small village at the intersection of the four countries. I had grandpa, grandma, parents, and a lovely and kind sister.

Grandpa was already known as a miracle doctor at that time. His medical skills were very good, and he often treated the villagers for their injuries. His father was a businessman, and the cloth, utensils, and jewelry in the village were brought from the outside by his father and sold to everyone.

Just when my father brought a sweet called bean sugar to everyone from the outside world.

Overnight, more than a dozen people in the village had feverish head, vomiting and diarrhea, and died without breath the next day. Then several people fell ill and died with the same symptoms. As a result, the symptoms spread within five days. In several other places close to our village, more and more people died like this.

Grandpa had no way to cure it at first, but later, after his continuous experiments and verifications, he learned the cause of the disease.

It turns out that our village is a burial factory. After a war, the dead are put there. As time goes on, they are naturally covered by soil. But that day, some villagers heard that there was some treasure in the village, so they dug into it. Unexpectedly, during this digging, what was dug up was not the so-called treasure but human bones, and those who participated in the treasure digging all suffered from the same illness that night. . . "Bai Yi looked gloomy.

"Grandpa wanted to cure the villagers, so he went to check those bones. It turned out that those bones were poisoned to death before they were alive, and the poison was very strong and contagious, but the dead bodies were not cremated. Once people get close to or touch it, they will be poisoned and then spread to other people, including animals, on a large scale.

Grandpa waited for three days and three nights to develop the antidote, and then saved everyone, but when grandpa sent the antidote to other villages to save people, the villagers arrested our whole family and tied them to wooden stakes." Bai Yi stopped Stop talking.

"Those people said that everyone's plague was caused by the bean sugar brought by our father, that our family deliberately made everyone sick in order to make money, and that in order to give justice to the dead, our whole family would be thrown into the Tianhe River of Sacrifice.

In this way, those people couldn't listen to what we said, so the villagers tied grandma, father, mother, sister, and me with ropes to a big rock and threw them into the Jitian River.

In the river, I kept watching my grandmother, father, mother, and younger sister die one by one. With good water skills, I accidentally broke free and was rescued by my grandfather who came late.

But those villagers still didn't let us go, they kept chasing and chasing until they came to a stop on a cliff, that day my grandpa and I will never forget that day, that was the day those villagers who grandpa saved his life put his grandpa and me together Step down the cliff. . . . .Ha ha. . .Funny!Dreaming is not so funny! "

"But fortunately, my grandpa and I were probably lucky enough to be rescued by a woman in white. From then on, grandpa and I survived, and from then on we vowed never to save a person suffering from the plague again." .

Chen'er, do you want us to break our oath after hearing so much, then I will feel sorry for the dead relatives, so ah. . .hehe. . .I'm sorry, I can't and can't save her." His eyes were full of helplessness, bitterness and even desolation...

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