Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

Here, Shen Zhinian and Fu Guanci almost walked through the entire street starting from the young woman's house.

Almost all the well water that can be found is seriously polluted.

Along this road, the closer we get to the source, the higher the pollution concentration becomes, until we finally stop outside a dilapidated temple, with no further road to go.

Just standing outside the door, the stench seemed to penetrate every pore.

The situation on the ground was not much better. Perhaps because the temple was located on a high ground, the water from the previous heavy rain flowed towards the street they came from.

Therefore, starting from the half-covered doorway, there was an unknown liquid that was so dirty that its color could not be distinguished. Some of the water had even been dried up, leaving only a sticky substance that could not evaporate for the time being.

Shen Zhinian had the foresight to put a barrier around her and Fu Guanci, then stretched out her hand and waved it in the air.

The half-covered wooden door was pushed open with a creaking sound, but it only opened to two-thirds of the way, as if it was blocked by something and stopped in place.

"Buzz buzz buzz" countless flies rushed out of the door, forming a black swarm. People with trypophobia would probably faint on the spot when seeing this.

When they were about to approach the two people, they were instantly blocked by invisible obstacles. Fortunately, the area was wide, and after a while, these flies or other unnamed flying insects disappeared everywhere.

The two men looked at each other, and even though they were well prepared, they avoided the remaining traces on the ground and walked over. What they saw were piles of corpses that had already been infested with maggots.

The flesh was so severely decayed that it was impossible to discern any information.

The clothes on his body were stained by festering blood, and his original color could not be seen at all. However, from the broken bowls, one could guess that this place was originally where some beggars lived.

The reason why there are so many corpses is that there is not even enough space to lay them flat.

Probably because the rain was too heavy before, many people died on the street. They could neither be buried nor cremated, so people used this place as a temporary place to pile up the bodies.

There may even be more than just human corpses.

As expected, the source of the plague came from here.

After patrolling around the building, I didn't see anything else except the pile of corpses.

Shen Zhinian: "If we get too close, the people may not be able to bear it. We have to clean up this place first."

Cleaning up this place is simple. Just use spiritual fire to burn it all over. The main problem is purifying the water source.

Perhaps the water source of the nearby wells is the same, and these mixed liquids seep into the soil and surface water with heavy rain, causing the entire area of ​​wells to be polluted.

They couldn't possibly let the rainstorm wash away the antidote they had developed once again, right?

It turns out that taking shortcuts is not a good idea. You need to use a clumsy but safe method to find the polluted water sources one by one and then release the antidote.

But they are the only ones who can tell whether someone is carrying the virus or not, and in terms of manual efficiency, it is really slow.

It would be better to let the mobile people help, and don't think about screening. All the water sources that people rely on for survival should be purified honestly.

It’s a good idea, Shen Zhinian thought so and said it out loud.

Fu Guanci hesitated for a while, then chose his words carefully and said, "Well, I'll go look for any infection points similar to this one in the city. Sister, after you deal with this place, you can meet up with Third Junior Brother and the others and tell them about this."

"The stowaways have been distributing porridge here for many days, so the water they used is naturally fine. Before Master develops a prescription, tell others not to use water from other places indiscriminately."

Shen Zhinian nodded, and the two of them immediately went their separate ways.

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Here, after tormenting the stowaway who was inseparable from the cave, they confirmed that his purpose of coming here was to poison the big pot of rice.

Duan Tinghan and Fang Wushuang happened to have nothing to do, so they planned to sit back and wait for the illegal immigrants to cry for their parents.

Just as I was about to walk out of the remote courtyard, I saw a scholar holding up portraits and asking "volunteers" to identify people along the way.

Duan Tinghan blinked, walked up quickly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The scholar raised his head and greeted quietly: "Mr. Duan, Miss Fang."

Then he held up the portrait with both hands spread out and handed it to the two of them: "This is the criminal who robbed the imperial court's relief grain. The city lord's share has already been delivered. This one was instructed by Young Master Shen and is specially left for you two."

"I told those who don't know me to come and recognize my face."

Fang Wushuang raised her eyebrows. This was probably fate. She had just trapped someone, and the next second the portrait appeared.

She took the portrait and looked at it carefully.

Lan Peilan, who was trapped in the cave, was disguised and marinated by the terrible environment inside. It can be said that she has nothing to do with the pretty appearance in the portrait.

It's a complete nonsensical combination of photo fraud and scam.

However, it is obvious that Shen Zhinian’s focus is not to rely on this portrait to capture people.

In a sense, the source of energy for the Stowaways is similar to that for the Executors, after all, they are indeed produced in the same batch at the beginning.

However, the official system does have a huge salary paid by the Heavenly Dao. The rebellious system not only does not have this, but once the harmful action is discovered, the backlash will increase exponentially.

Disgrace can be fatal.

Human life in the true sense.

They can only be like rats in the gutter, praying all the time not to be discovered. A nationwide wanted list or something like that, that's really playing ball.

Thinking of this, Fang Wushuang returned the portrait with a smile, thinking, it seems that they can't be so slow and play tricks on the stowaway.

At the very least, we must squeeze out all of her usefulness before she is completely killed by the backlash.

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"Cough cough... Ugh!!!"

I don’t know how long I dug, but my nails were broken and my hands were covered with a mixture of blood and dirt, so I raised them with all my strength.

"I touched it, I touched it!" It is the outlet and the direction of hope.

The joy lasted only a second before his whole face fell again: "Fuck, who is so wicked that after filling the hole, they still use the wardrobe to press it down to prevent thieves?!"

Lan Peilan was almost angry to death, but she couldn't even lift the wooden cabinet on top at this moment. She could only settle for the next best thing and dig out a new exit in the other direction.

It was another long day of working on the excavator. When Lan Peilan finally came into contact with the fresh air on the ground, she almost cried out in pain.

When had she, the eldest daughter of Lan Peilan Wuji Villa, ever suffered such hardship? !

If it weren't for the fact that Lan Peilan hadn't relied on his weak ability to exchange for an oxygen tank, he would have really died in this secret passage.

Damn it, don't let her find those two people. It would be too easy for them to be poisoned to death. We have to catch them personally and torture them until they can't even die.