Chapter 205: Mortals should really change

Luoxian City is like a city in a peaceful world. All people live and work in peace and contentment without worrying about the harassment of war. Unlike the Xia Dynasty, the palace was built in the center of the city, and the streets were patrolled by guards. In one corner of the city, there was also a military camp.
However, the Xia Dynasty at this time is obviously not very good. Looking from the sky, you can see that many people are fleeing the Xia Dynasty with their families. The city is crowded with people, and it seems a bit chaotic.
The six Li Nianfan fell in an inconspicuous place in the middle of the Xia Dynasty, with Zhou Yunwu leading the team, naturally unimpeded.
Walking in the long street, looking up, you can see the restless faces, many people are not able to get out of the door, and there are sometimes cries.
"Go!"
Facing each other, the two guards walked quickly with a middle-aged man, and everyone around them looked disgusted, afraid to avoid it.
Li Nianfan took a look and immediately noticed the red mark on the middle-aged man's neck.
The red mark is very big, it is the kind of blood red, and it gives people a shocking feeling at a glance.
Li Nianfan's heart had a slight bottom, and this symptom was indeed a plague.
However, all plagues are basically spread by animals. In ancient times, sanitary conditions were not good, there was a lot of game, and people did not pay attention to disinfection. There are naturally many viruses, so plagues are not uncommon.
Judging from this symptom, it should be caused by mosquito bites. In the world of immortality, there are many kinds of animals. Although Li Nianfan does not know the specific cause, most plagues can actually be carried by human antibodies as long as they are properly treated.
Li Nianfan has already conceived the formula in his mind. As long as he is nourished with herbs, the body can maintain a healthy level to fight the virus. As time goes by, the body itself can carry the plague over.
In the ancient times of the previous life, there were various prescriptions to resist the plague. This is the world of cultivating immortals. There are many kinds of herbs, and the medicinal properties are only strong or not weak compared to the previous life. The quality of the human body is also higher. There is too much difficulty.
Zhou Yunwu said: "Sir, this is the method that Junliang came up with. The most terrifying part of the plague is its spread. Therefore, as long as the infected person is separated from the crowd, the spread will be controlled."
"I can think of a method of isolation, it's pretty good." Li Nianfan nodded and shook his head: "But it's still too simple to think about. Do you know that this person has left the virus on the road along the way. If it is not disinfected, it will still cause infection, and the two soldiers who don't even wear gloves will also be infected."
virus?
disinfect?
Everyone was confused and question marks all over.
I couldn't help but look at each other, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief, and their hearts became more balanced.
I didn't understand it.
It's not that I'm too stupid, but that what the expert said is too profound.
Li Nianfan shook his head, nothing more, this is a dimensionality reduction blow, so I won't say much.
After moving forward for a while, everyone's footsteps suddenly stopped, but an old man was chasing two soldiers, "Stop, you let go of my son!"
A man was also struggling while being framed by two soldiers.
The two soldiers became a little impatient, and pushed the old man to the ground, and said coldly: "If you obstruct the worker, kill me!"
As soon as he raised his leg, he was hugged by the old man, "You are not allowed to go, you are not allowed to go!"
The soldier was just about to kick the old man away, but he heard a stern shout—
"Stop it!" Zhou Yunwu walked quickly and lifted the old man up.
The two soldiers were taken aback at the same time, and they quickly said respectfully: "Prince."
Zhou Yunwu's face was low and said: "When the street is arrogant, have you forgotten the military method?!"
The soldier grieved: "Prince, this person has a plague, and we also want to isolate him from the crowd as soon as possible."
Zhou Yunwu frowned slightly, "You can't use force, then!"
"Prince, Lord Prince!" The old man was suddenly excited, "We are the only three of us left in our house. If Aniu leaves, only me and a four-year-old grandson are left. How can we live? A Niu can't go!"
At the time of Zhou Yunwu’s crisis, Li Nianfan slowly said, "Old man, have you ever thought about the consequences of leaving your son behind? Not only you, but even your grandson will be infected with the plague and will not survive. How long. He stays here to harm others, and if he leaves, he is a hero!"
The old man opened his mouth and was speechless.
The man spoke, "Father, let me go."
The old man looked desperate, and said hoarsely: "Who doesn't know here, once you leave, you won't be able to come back again, it will be burnt to ashes!"
Li Nianfan said: "Old man, don't worry, I promise not only your son will be safe, but the plague will be cured."
The old man looked at Li Nianfan expectantly, with excitement, and trembled: "Are you a fairy?"
Not only him, but the crowd around who were originally onlookers also showed expectations, and some even poked their heads out of the house.
"No." Li Nianfan shook his head, "I'm just a mortal, but I can save it!"
The excitement on the old man's face disappeared without a trace, and he said in despair, "You lie! How can a mortal save my son?"
The people around also shook their heads and sighed with disappointment.
Li Nianfan frowned, as if he was blocked by something in his heart, feeling a little uncomfortable.
When Yao Mengji saw Li Nianfan's face, his heart suddenly bulged, he pondered for a moment, pinched a magic trick in his hand, and pointed at the man slightly.
Suddenly, spiritual power poured into the man's body, and the red mark on his neck quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The fairy, it's a fairy!"
Everyone was stunned, and their faces suddenly showed enthusiasm, and they knelt on their knees, kowtowing and begging, and said sincerely: "Please save us, please save us!"
At this moment, a group of mortals in black came over and said loudly: "Wrong! He is not a fairy!"
His voice is pertinent, confident, and his tone is fanatical, with a convincing magic power, "It is clearly the apostle sent by Lord Demon God!"
"Look at this old man, skinny as bones, with a look of insufficient yang energy leaking out. Isn't it possible that the immortal is like this? Therefore, he is the apostle of Lord Demon God, Lord Demon God is here to save us!"
He knelt on his knees, and the group of people behind him also knelt down and said loudly: "Worship the devil, believe in the devil, and have eternal life, and ask the devil to bless!"
The crowd of onlookers immediately changed their slogan, and the enthusiasm in their tone became stronger, "Blessed by Lord Demon God!"
Yao Mengji's face suddenly turned black, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, already burning with anger.
If it weren't for the last trace of reason, he really wanted to burn all the people with a torch.
Li Nianfan looked in his eyes and couldn't help but shook his head, a little sad.
This group of mortals can believe in immortals or demon gods, but... they just don't trust mortals.
Because they are in the realm of cultivation, they ignore the value and ability of their own existence.
Those who dare to be unwilling to be inferior to the immortals as mortals, he has met two in total, one is Zhou Yunwu and the other is Meng Junliang.
He took a deep breath and suddenly said to Zhou Yun, "Prince Zhou, maybe you are right, mortals... really should make a change!"