Chapter 1252: Five hundred fifty six

Chapter 1252 Chapter 556: Long hatred is not as good as water
The Yulinzhai, which occupies the fairy mountain in the southern border of Longzhou, will naturally not be in short supply, and since Lu Shaolin said he wants to suppress the plague, the Yulinzhai pharmacy will naturally not be stuck with this master line master.
In just half a day, Grandmaster Li Li brought more than a dozen doctors with the cultivation base of the fierce realm to Chaochang, accompanied by hundreds of wild beasts, hundreds of boxes of anti-epidemic herbs, and hundreds of thousands of plants.
I thought that the plague would surely be eliminated as soon as this kind of handwriting came out, but when these old doctors walked into the city, they knew how serious the plague was.
Those clans in the Shangcheng District are okay. Except for the servants at home, most of them have the martial arts foundation, plus they have their own herbs, even if it is not correct, there is no problem with hanging.
But aristocratic families have always only accounted for a minority of a city. Even in a developed city like Chaochang, the number has not exceeded 20%, not to mention that at the beginning of the plague, a large number of wealthy businessmen left.
The remaining aristocratic families probably only accounted for about 10% of Chaochang's total population, but this percentage of the population occupies almost 90% of the city's clean water sources.
This is the biggest crux of the plague becoming so serious, but can you say that they did it wrong.
Under this plague that is almost natural disaster, everyone is the weak. In this clear food chain, clean water is naturally the material that the strongest can enjoy.
The aristocratic family and the aristocratic family may still have feelings to talk about, but the people and the aristocratic family have no choice but to beg.
But will the aristocratic family show benevolence at this time? To be honest, it is difficult, because no one knows how long this plague will last, so the aristocratic family dare not radiate their kindness unscrupulously, but they also understand the disadvantages of being unscrupulous.
Therefore, a dozen or twenty buckets of water are used every day to help the people, but as soon as the water appears, it will be scrambled by everyone, and more often than not swallowed.
Among them, there are many young men who have been infected with soldiers. After a fight, they will infect dozens of patients.
After coming and going, almost everyone in Chaochang today is sick, and hundreds of thousands of herbs are just a drop in the bucket!
Grandmaster Huangfu took Lu Liangliang to the Zhongcheng District. The more he walked, the colder his heart became. There were corpses everywhere, and the turquoise epidemic was mixed in the wind, drifting from the east to the west. In this way, there is no possibility of disaster relief.
"The corpses must be collected and burned, otherwise the corpse qi will deepen the epidemic qi, and the infected will be more difficult to heal!"
Although Lu Liangliang, who had little experience in medicine, could not cure illnesses, he still had eyesight. Seeing the situation on the street, he quickly spoke to Grandmaster Huangfu.
But the old man just shook his head: "Difficult! The people don't understand this truth, as long as there is a trace of strength, they will have their loved ones into the soil for safety. Looking at the way, unless the whole family is dead, otherwise the body will have signs of being moved!"
This is the gap between reality and ideals, because the additional loss of ignorance is often more serious than the direct damage of the plague.
At this time, Yulinzhai was facing such a crisis. If it weren't for Chaochang, there was still a little light, I am afraid that the people would have died!
"No matter what, distribute the herbs first, some can be saved."
Huangfu told Lu Liangliang, "You take the brothers to each water purification stronghold, let the family open up isolation areas, gather the patients, tell them that the herbs are provided by the sect, and let them let go of their hands and feet to treat the people!"
"Good Grandmaster Huangfu!"
Lu Liangliang nodded, rising from the sky and heading towards the inner city of Chaochang.
"Yulinzhai provides unlimited relief herbs, so that the family can let them help the people."
This news spread throughout Chaochang Shangcheng within a short period of time. The family members began to accept the people under Lu Liangliang's notice. After counting the number of people, they reported to Lu Liangliang the herbs they needed.
I thought that with the help of the family, the relief progress would be greatly accelerated, but Lu Liangliang soon discovered that instead of reducing the number of victims, there was an increase.
"How is this going!?"
An angry Lu Liangliang questioned the family in Shangcheng District and got the following response.
"Lu Tianjiao, we have rescued the people according to your instructions, but people always have to eat and drink. At present, Chaochang is like a dead city, and the family has no surplus food!"
"Lie!" Lu Liangliang was furious: "Which of your aristocratic families does not have several granaries, enough to support hundreds of thousands of people for half a year, how can there be no food!?"
"Lu Tianjiao, you can't say that. Most families are martial artists. This food is the life-saving food that my clan bought at a big price. It is the life of the people. The life of us people is not life?"
"Asshole, it's just asshole!"
Lu Liangliang's face flushed red: "Just let you distribute some living food and water to the people. One day the water supply and drainage purification system will be repaired. Are you not willing to even this day?"
"This is just the words of Lu Tianjiao's family. Unless you really see clean water pouring out of the water pipe, no one will be willing to give up food and living water."
For the sake of saying this, the representatives of the family no longer care about decency, and directly said: "From the Lord Lu Zhai's face, we have already treated the people for a round. As for the rest, naturally it has nothing to do with us. I hope Lu Tianjiao, don't push too much, hurt your feelings!"
"Good, good!"
Lu Liangliang was very angry and smiled: "From today onwards, the Chaochang family don't want to get another herb!"
The discussion broke up, and an angry Lu Liangliang smashed a tall building with a sword, but this did not benefit Chaochang's plague in the slightest.
The selfishness and greed of the Chaochang family made him see the darkest side of human nature.
Without the restraint of order, everyone is indulging in fluke maliciousness, and will not be afraid to turn people's hearts into black.
The young Tianjiao finally understood that there are some things that you really can't do with a strong martial arts and a high cultivation base.
On the fifth day of the plague, patients died in large numbers.
A large number of herbs are piled up in Midtown, but because of the number of doctors, the effects of these herbs are not as great as everyone thinks.
Lu Liangliang didn't dare to go down the city because he didn't dare to face the corpses all over the floor and the raging plague. If both Shangcheng and Zhongcheng were like this, he couldn't imagine what kind of Shura Market outside.
These young sect disciples once naively thought that as long as they came out of the mountain, they could lead the Chaochang family to suppress the plague, help the building to turn, and turn the tide.
But only when they really face this plague will they know that what is really hard to cure is the poison of the human heart.
Sitting on the back of the desolate animal, Lu Liangliang was complaining and complaining. He met a group of people coming from Xiacheng District. The leader was a woman with bright eyes and teeth. She fisted and flicked excitedly at the pile of herbs!
"Great, Chaochang is saved!"
(End of this chapter)