Wang Agou grabbed the woman's wrist with great force, and the woman begged for mercy in pain.
"Sir, spare my life! I don't know how I offended you, sir! Please spare my life!"
Nanqianyue immediately stood up, but the words that were about to come out of her throat were stopped by Bai Shu's eyes.
Bai Shu shook his head solemnly, indicating to Nan Qianyue to wait and see what they were going to do.
Wang Agou's face at this moment exuded a fierce and menacing aura, a terrifying expression that only comes from years of fighting on the battlefield.
Compared to his silly, honest appearance in front of the Southern Migration Moon, he seems like a completely different person.
Then Wang Agou's fierce voice rang out, "Name, ancestral home, livelihood, why are you here, speak!"
The woman's face paled from the pain in her wrist, and she answered in a trembling voice.
"Reporting to...Reporting to the sir, my name is Zhu Alan. I am the granddaughter of Zhu Village Chief Zhu in Maocha County. I make a living by selling tea and doing needlework for the wealthy people in the county town..."
“A few days ago, the young woman went to Maoshan with her grandfather to pick tea. Maoshan is far from the village, and the villagers who come to pick tea usually stay for several days. They eat the coarse grains they bring and drink the spring water flowing from the mountain pass. Everything is normal.”
"But after a few days, the villagers who came to pick tea became weaker and weaker. They coughed, had fevers, and developed rashes. Eventually, they didn't even have the strength to walk. The younger women could still run, so they went back to the village to seek help from the village doctor. But when the village doctor saw the rash on my face, he chased me away."
“The village said we had contracted the plague and could no longer take us in… I stole an oxcart and took my grandfather and the villagers to other places to find doctors for treatment. But on the way, I heard that the Eastern Border Army camp was also experiencing a plague outbreak, and that there was a way to deal with it, so I led the villagers to seek refuge there…”
Wang Agou narrowed his eyes dangerously, staring at Alan for a long time before letting go of her.
"Sir..."
An elderly man on the stretcher tremblingly raised his hand, "Sir... please don't make things difficult for my granddaughter..."
Wang Agou glanced at him briefly, then raised his hand, and the black-armored soldiers surrounding the villagers immediately searched their bodies, especially their meridians, where they lingered for a long time.
Before long, the soldiers finished their inspection and all shook their heads at Wang Agou.
They were all ordinary villagers, none of them were martial arts practitioners.
He then turned his gaze to Alan, the woman whom he hadn't examined closely yet.
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