Bai Wuxiang
Not long after returning to the quarantine area, Xie Lian, Feng Xin and Mu Qing also returned to the quarantine area.
More than a hundred people with the epidemic were sent to Youlin.
Now, the initial batch of patients with the human face plague have become extremely ill. No part of their bodies can be seen. They have to be covered with thick white cloth, otherwise it would be horrifying to look at them. However, through the white cloth, you can vaguely see the uneven contours of their bodies.
Xie Lian wandered around to provide treatment, and finally finished a round, catching his breath.
These patients really consume too much mana!
At this moment, someone in the distance suddenly howled, "Your Highness, save me!"
Xie Lian had just taken the bowl of water Feng Xin handed him and had just taken a sip when he choked on the sound of a howl. Without even taking a breath, he rushed forward.
The one howling was none other than the young man who had brought him an umbrella that day. Because Xie Lian was especially gentle towards him, the young man had been particularly diligent in calling for help.
The man's face had originally grown on his knees, but Xie Lian had used a spell to control the spread of the poison. As a result, only his left leg had a human face, and he was currently kicking it furiously. Xie Lian held him down and soothed him, saying, "Don't move! I'm coming!"
The young man was terrified and grabbed him, saying, "Your Highness! Your Highness, save me! I just felt an itch on my legs, like something was pricking me. Then I looked down and saw those things... Their mouths were opening and closing, moving, moving! They were eating grass!!! They were alive!!!"
Xie Lian was instantly horrified. He looked down and saw, as expected, dozens of faces densely packed onto the young man's left leg. Several of them had blades of grass in their mouths, some still chewing hungrily!
Many patients screamed, and the crowd was in turmoil. Only Feng Xin and the soldiers managed to suppress the riot. Xie Lian held the young man down with one hand and asked a nearby person, "Can he still move his leg?"
All the caregivers in Buyoulin were fully armed, only Mo Qiuyan and Xiao Huacheng were wearing plain clothes because they knew they were safe and were "not afraid of death".
Upon hearing this, Xiao Huacheng replied, "Your Highness, it's impossible! His leg is already useless. I don't know what's growing inside it. It's as heavy as lead and can't be dragged at all. Furthermore, the plague is constantly climbing up, almost crawling out of the leg and spreading to the waist."
At this time, the doctor next to him also proposed a possible solution - amputation.
The young man didn't want to lose his left leg, but he didn't dare to hold it, so he kept shouting for His Highness to save him.
Mo Qiuyan rushed forward, his palm covered with a layer of spiritual power, and slowly reached out to the leg that no longer resembled a human.
Unexpectedly, spiritual power and magic power were ineffective against the human face. The human face felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, stopped chewing the grass leaves, and actually screamed!
Mo Qiuyan was startled and gave up the hope that "spiritual power might be able to suppress the epidemic."
The young man's disease became more and more serious and was about to spread to his waist.
Xie Lian gritted his teeth and said, “Let me ask you one question: do you want this leg or not? I can’t guarantee what will happen after you lose it. If you don’t want it, just nod and we’ll do it right away. If you do, don’t nod and we’ll see!”
The young man was so frightened that his eyes were empty. He remained silent for a long time and was reluctant to express his opinion.
Xie Lian finally hardened his heart, raised his arm, and was about to bring down his sword when a shadow blocked his way. It was Mo Qiuyan.
"...Miss Mo?"
Mo Qiuyan did not answer. He lowered his eyes and looked at the young man struggling to death on the ground. He said, "Tell me first, do you want to amputate this leg or not?"
The young man looked at her in horror. He gently took the sword from Xie Lian's hand and said, "Let me cut it for you."
Xie Lian hesitated, “Amputation is a matter of life and death. Miss Mo, please leave it to me…”
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Huacheng shook his head and said, "Your Highness, please don't worry. Sister knows her limits."
Mo Qiuyan continued to ask the young man, "Speak up! Don't play dumb! Weren't you calling His Highness to save you diligently just now? Why did you fail at the critical moment?"
The young man's left leg was in a more horrific condition, with the humanoid mask now spreading all the way to his waist. He gasped for breath, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he shouted, "Cut it off! I'll cut it off!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Qiuyan swung his sword and blood gushed out.
The young man was in excruciating pain, and several doctors rushed to stop the bleeding. Mu Qing couldn't bear to watch and stepped forward to give him some elixirs to help.
After a moment, the young man slowly woke up, looked at his empty lower limbs, and screamed, "My legs!"
"You want the yarn? Take it now, don't hesitate!"
Mo Qiuyan used his sword to push the still-moving broken leg in front of the other person. He looked at his left leg, which had been inhabited by a human face, with disgust and muttered, "No... No..."
Xie Lian checked his waist and found that the human face had not moved there. He said happily, “Stop!”
The young man finally stopped crying and opened his eyes, asking, "Really? Are you really healed?"
The crowd gasped, ready to move. After a moment of hesitation, someone shouted, "Your Highness, please help me too!"
Little Huacheng shouted from the side, "Don't do anything rash! It's not certain. What if he relapses after a while?"
After being reminded, Xie Lian calmed down and said, "Yes. We can't be sure yet. We need to observe for a while longer."
Some people said fearfully, "How much longer do we have to observe... I can't wait any longer. If I wait any longer... this thing will grow on my face!" Others risked their lives, saying, "I'm willing to take the risk!" Soon, hundreds of people in the Undead Forest were shouting in unison, "Your Highness, please relieve our suffering!"
Xie Lian didn't know how to respond, but Mo Qiuyan took the initiative and stood in front of him. "Alright, if you want to intercept me, come and sign up. Sign and stamp everything. We won't care if you die."
Someone in the crowd exploded: "Why? They only care about amputation and not the aftermath?!"
Mo Qiuyan smiled and said, "I've already said that we're not sure if amputating the face will have any therapeutic effect. What if the condition worsens? Won't you still cause trouble? Don't do it. If you die, don't blame others. After all, it's all voluntary, right?"
Now everyone was silent, and no one was arguing for Xie Lian's help anymore.
After Xie Lian left Buyou Forest, Mo Qiuyan pulled Xiao Huacheng over, said a few words to him, and stuffed a small bag into his hand, asking him to distribute the contents. Xiao Huacheng listened carefully, nodded, and left with the bag.
Huh—Mo Qiuyan breathed a sigh of relief. At least all the hatred was directed at him.
night
Mo Qiuyan squinted her eyes and took a nap on a random tree. Suddenly, the Qiankun bag on her waist lit up, and she woke up instantly. She took out a glittering talisman from the bag and threw it out. The talisman flew towards the quarantine area, with Mo Qiuyan chasing after it.
The talisman paper arrived in front of a tent and burned completely. She kicked the wooden door open: "FBI!! Open the door! (?)"
The people inside were startled. Although they didn't understand what Mo Qiuyan was saying, it didn't stop the daggers and knives in their hands from falling to the ground.
Sure enough, there are people who are not afraid of death.
Fortunately, she thought of the subsequent plot and designed this talisman.
If someone picks up a sharp weapon that is harmful to personal safety within a radius of 500 meters, it will automatically light up and float towards that place.
Although it sometimes mistakes branches for knives.
But most of the time it's pretty accurate.
The few people who had discovered their motive for using a knife to dig out the dead body were embarrassed. After Mo Qiuyan explained the consequences of excessive blood loss, they felt a little relieved and apologized for their impulsive behavior.
I've reminded you so many times, but you're still impulsive. Are you deaf?
Mo Qiuyan was filled with contempt in his heart, but his face showed no expression. After confiscating the sharp objects in the tent, he continued to arrest the next wave of people seeking death.
She caught several more in the past two days, and none of them were late, although once she scared a child who got up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep and was playing with branches and made him cry.
Breaking branches for fun in the middle of the night? Are you okay?
Mo Qiuyan scolded the kid and took out a new talisman from the few blank talismans with a distressed look on his face.
A week passed without any success in self-harm. While Mo Qiuyan was proud of helping the Crown Prince reduce his stress, he was also worried about his increasingly poor sleep.
She has been staying up late for several days!
......
That night, Mo Qiuyan finally completed the psychological education for everyone in the quarantine area. After making sure that no one would be unable to escape the control of the plot and attack himself, he walked into the deep forest to catch up on his sleep.
Did you ask her why she went to the deep forest to catch up on her sleep?
Nonsense, the quarantine area is too noisy, with snoring and snoring everywhere, no one can sleep well.
Coming to a sturdy old tree, Mo Qiuyan patted the trunk and said, "Hmm, it's hard enough." He casually pulled out the slightly vibrating Mo Li from his waist and threw it into the air.
"Well, stop messing around and go for a stroll."
Mo Li and its owner have the same personality. They get bored if they don't go out for a day. So at night, Mo Qiuyan would throw Mo Li into the deep forest and let it run away wherever it likes.
Mo Li is still in the silver hairpin form, and it likes to wander around in this form.
After spinning wildly in the air for a few times, it was about to rush out when it suddenly stopped and instantly turned into a sword, protecting Mo Qiuyan.
Mo Qiuyan:?
Then she realized something was coming.
The one who could make Mo Li so alert must be that little white man Bai Wuxiang.
Little White Man: Are you polite?
At this moment, whether it was to suit the occasion or just coincidence, a burst of squeaking laughter came from behind Mo Qiuyan, making her shiver unconsciously.
When reading the novel describing Bai Wuxiang's laughter, Mo Qiuyan always imagined it as the creaking sound of an old wooden door closing, and then he inexplicably found the scene very funny.
But when she heard the sound with her own ears, she was actually quite scared.
So, how to solve the current embarrassing situation?
Mo Qiuyan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and started his own mechanical (action) intelligent (death) operation.
She turned around and faced Bai Wuxiang, looking calm and without any sign of fear.
Bai Wuxiang was slightly surprised: That girl wasn't afraid...
Before he could think about it, he saw the girl in front of him smiling and turning her head to the silver sword beside her and said, "Mo Li, do you see anyone over there?"
Bai Wuxiang: ???
Then Mo Qiuyan spread his hands and said, "I didn't see it."
Bai Wuxiang: “…” Is she blind?
"Where?"
"Here?"
Mo Qiuyan continued to smile, his tone slow, as if he was seriously ill: "Did you see it?"
Mo Li also shook the hilt of his sword exaggeratedly, as if he was shaking his head.
"Ah...you didn't see it, so I must have seen it wrong. Let's sleep somewhere else."
After saying that, Mo Qiuyan transformed Mo Li back into the form of a silver hairpin and walked away from Bai Wuxiang calmly, completely treating him as air.
“…”
Bai Wuxiang tried hard not to let his mouth twitch, even though no one would see him making a face under the mask.
He tried hard to regain his intimidation power: "Stop."
The voice was calm, but the anger and sharpness contained in it would scare anyone into obeying.
However, Mo Qiuyan was not a normal person. She paused for a moment and said, "Um...thank you for the promotion. Your mask is not easy to use and hard to remove. Let's talk about it another day."
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
Bai Wuxiang: "......" I'm so angry, I'm so angry, what the hell is this facial mask...
You don’t have to do the mission today, but this little brat must be scared!!
Mo Qiuyan ran for a long time without seeing any trace of the quarantine area. She slowly stopped and recognized that this was the place she had run past an incense stick ago.
Oh, Bai Wuxiang is trapped in a maze.
He is anxious, he is anxious!!
Mo Qiuyan simply stopped running. He turned Mo Li into a sword shape, floated it one meter in the air, and sat on it to rest.
That’s right, Mo Li also has the function of a portable bench.
A certain Bai's voice came from behind again: "The little girl is young, but she is very brave."
Could you please stop walking behind other people?
She turned around, one foot resting on the sword, one hand supporting her head, and said arrogantly, "No, no, it's just that you're not very good at scaring people."
That’s right, she is going to do it!
Bai Wuxiang: Calm down, calm down, don't curse, don't be ooc...
He suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Mo Qiuyan's neck, and lifted her up: "Really? Then I'll teach you a lesson before you obey."
With her neck being strangled, Mo Qiuyan's face gradually turned red due to lack of oxygen. Just when she was about to faint, Bai Wuxiang let go of her hand.
Mo Qiuyan fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and coughed for a long time before he recovered.
It seems like I'm courting death... or maybe I've gone too far?
Over there, Bai Wuxiang gently picked up Mo Li, who was desperately trying to escape, and his voice became increasingly harsh: "Tell me... How many moves will it take for this spiritual sword to break?"
Damn it! Don't touch my sword!!! And don't steal the lines from Luo Binghe!
Mo Qiuyan laughed awkwardly a few times and immediately became timid: "Ahahaha, big brother, let's talk it out. I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere, hahaha..."
Bai Wuxiang: “…” I’ve even thought of how to organize the next threatening words, and you’re so scared now?
But...this sword must be very important to her.
Mo Qiuyan: What's next for me now that I've lost my sword? Using Xiao Wu, the special effects maker and fruit peeler, to fight?
Xiao Wu: Thank you
After a brief silence, Bai Wuxiang got to the point: "Don't help Xie Lian anymore."
The old father’s subconscious meaning: Please don’t disturb me while I’m following the plot!
Don't bother? I might as well ask Huacheng to write Wang Xizhi's calligraphy!
Mo Qiuyan also suppressed his smile and said indifferently, "I have never helped him."
Bai Wuxiang asked, "Are you escaping reality?"
Mo Qiuyan waved her hand, and Mo Li slowly transformed into a silver fluorescent light in Bai Wuxiang's hand and dissipated, then re-condensed in her hand (thanks to the fact that Mo Li had the ability to automatically transfer to its owner's hand). "I'm only doing this for Xianle, for the stable life of my brother and me, and for the sake of the country. Isn't it my duty to help the prince?"
Bai Wuxiang took a step forward, his mask gleaming brightly from the light of Mo Libu. "Come to my side, I can give you a stable life, too. How about that?"
Look, look, the White Coat MLM has really started brainwashing!
But Mo Qiuyan wasn't buying it. "Does she even want to live as your little brother?" Hua Chengcheng's first act was to sacrifice his own family for the greater good, wasn't it?
"No need." Mo Qiuyan took a step back, creating a clear boundary between him and Bai Wuxiang. "I don't even know who you are. What good can I gain from following you?"
She stared at Bai Wuxiang's mask and said, "You are the one who unleashed the human-faced plague, and you also helped the people of Yong'an. I feel uneasy following you."
"Don't try to win us over. We are not on the same path."
Bai Wuxiang was silent for a moment and then laughed softly.
"...Okay," he looked up at Mo Qiuyan, "Don't let me see you helping Xie Lian again."
When Mo Qiuyan came to his senses, Bai Wuxiang had already ascended to heaven with his flowery hands waving.
...How is that possible? It would be OOC. Of course it would disappear on the spot.
The calmness that Mo Qiuyan had managed to pretend suddenly disappeared. She leaned against the tree next to her and let out a breath.
Oh my god, white five-spice is so scary...
Don’t do it next time.
Mo Qiuyan tucked Mo Li back into his waist and said, "Be good, don't go out today. Let's catch up on some sleep together."
Mo Li (angry): It’s all because of that Bai guy that I can’t go out!
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