The Zhou people had similar reactions to this video tutorial.
His eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and his face was full of the words "Who am I, where am I, what is this"!
But this time they did not ask all kinds of questions like before, because before they saw it, the immortal had already said that they were not allowed to ask why.
What.
Even if they have thousands of doubts in their hearts, they can only force themselves to suppress them and continue watching with a head full of question marks.
Lu Yong, who was sitting next to Yue Xiaolangjun, swallowed his saliva, leaned back in his chair, and tried to shrink his posture. Then he tilted his head and whispered softly.
"My dear, do you know what this is?"
Yue Yun wanted to say, how would he know...
But as the son of the county magistrate, and also a person who has lived in the fairyland for several days, he just forced himself to explain it, and now he naturally can't let it go.
He said he didn't know.
So Yue Yun blinked his eyes gently and said slowly: "Everything in the fairyland is naturally different. It's normal that you don't understand."
Lu Yong wanted to ask more, but Yue Xiaolangjun's answer was the same.
Don’t ask, if you ask, it’s just bullshit.
After the show started, Xia Ying stood aside, his eyes not fixed on the screen, but on the young people from Zhou State.
Just from their expressions, it was clear that this was a new shock.
Looks like it's going to be broadcast a few more times.
The way to overcome fear is to face it!
After they have watched it several times and become accustomed to it, the desensitization treatment will be completed!
Just as Xia Ying expected, these natives quickly got into the state.
Even though they still don't know whether this is an alternative shadow play or someone is really performing for them inside the cloth, compared to
Instead of exploring the mysteries of immortality, it is better to learn everything you should learn first.
There is still a village of people waiting for them to go back and save their lives.
Seeing that they started to work hard and seriously, the two teachers were quite satisfied.
No matter what their level is, at least they have a good attitude, which is very good.
After playing the video three times, the two teachers walked up to the podium and laid out all the necessary materials.
Teach them how to disinfect, how to use medicine, the dosage, and necessary cleaning measures.
Although these doctors are young, they have some background to be selected to come to the fairyland. Most of them have participated in the treatment of the epidemic in Dechang County.
Treatment.
The methods the teachers taught them were new, but the principles were the same.
They knew that time waits for no one, so they studied very seriously and got the hang of it quickly.
After studying day and night for three days, several of them left the fairyland first, including Lu Yong.
As soon as he walked out of the gate, he was surrounded by the Zhou guards who were waiting outside. They looked quite nervous and expectant: "How is it?
, what did the immortals say? "
Lu Yong stuffed the things in his hand into his hand and said: "The immortal gave us the magic medicine and taught us a lot of ways to get rid of the disease.
method.”
The guard was slightly stunned, his eyes widening: "You...you have learned the immortal method?"
Lu Yong was at a loss for words: "How can we, as mortals, learn the magic of immortals? The immortals only used their magic tools and disinfectants.
We just know how to use it.”
Even so, the Zhou guards still sighed.
They looked down at the things they were carrying and saw bottles and jars, white clothes, and a few people they didn't know.
Something that sprays disinfectant.
I have never seen them before, but because of this, they seem even more precious and rare.
Such a good thing is given away without any hesitation. The fairies are really kind.
Lu Yong did not waste time explaining and soon went down the mountain with the Zhou guards.
Actually, Lu Yong wanted to stay in the fairyland to learn more, but because there was still an epidemic in the village, he discussed with other doctors and went down the mountain in batches.
, led by him, they went to the village first to make preparations according to the method taught by Lang Yun.
After leaving the mountain and getting back on the carriage, Lu Yong hugged the big bag filled with bottles and jars tightly, but his eyelids could not stop fighting.
.
I had been almost sleepless all day, and now that I had some free time, I quickly fell asleep.
But as soon as the carriage stopped, he opened his eyes.
The other people who went down the mountain together were still sleeping. Lu Yong did not wake them up, but lifted the curtain and looked outside.
But it was already dark, and everything was dark, so I felt lonely.
The guard who was following beside him rode forward and whispered, "We have reached the entrance of the village infected with the plague."
Lu Yong's expression immediately straightened up. He lowered the curtain, woke up his companions, and without waiting for them to speak, he said directly, "Get up and change your clothes.
”
The guard outside frowned slightly and turned to another guard and asked, "Why haven't they come down yet?"
"I don't know. Are they afraid and don't dare to go in? Or is it that they learned from the fairyland that they can drive away the plague outside the village?
Disperse? "
The guard frowned even more tightly. It was obvious that no matter which one it was, he couldn't convince others.
But before he could say anything else, he saw that the curtain of the car had been opened.
But the people who came down were not the doctors they were familiar with, but a group of... little white men?
In the pitch-black night, without even moonlight, only the faint light of torches, a few people dressed unusually suddenly appeared.
Everyone is scared.
The guards put their hands on the hilts of their swords in unison, and the leader shouted sternly, "Who are you?"
The little white guy in the front raised his head, his mouth and nose covered tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes behind his goggles: "It's me."
The guard recognized the voice; it was Lu Yong.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down his sword, and asked, "What kind of attire is Doctor Lu wearing? I've never seen him like this before."
And Lu Yong's explanation was exactly the same as Yue Yun's explanation to him before -
Don’t ask, the answer is the mysterious magic.
Then they started taking things out of the car and made their own preparations.
The guards also put on protective clothing, masks and gloves. They felt like they were stuffed into an airtight cotton cover. Not only was it hot, but
I feel like.
But this way they can protect themselves from contracting typhoid fever, so even though they are a little uncomfortable, they still dress neatly.
Then he followed the young doctors into the village.
The village was dead silent at this time.
The previous floods had already caused great suffering to the villagers, with damage to their fields and livestock, and many families even had their houses collapsed.
As a result, before we could recover from the flood, typhoid fever came one after another.
Now more than half of the villagers have fallen ill, and those who have not fallen ill are exhausted.
A few days ago, most of the doctors who were treating patients in the village suddenly left. The villagers didn't know that they had gone to Langyun.
I felt even more gloomy because I was about to be completely abandoned.
After Muramasa fell down, no one believed that he could recover anymore.
As time goes by, hope becomes increasingly slim. Everyone is no longer thinking about how to live, but how to go on without being so miserable.
sad.
But that night, the usually quiet village suddenly became lively.
Many villagers woke up from their dreams and carefully climbed to the windows to look out.
Then I saw a group of people in white clothes walking on the street, carrying a blue box on their backs and holding a long object in their hands.
Something was spraying on both sides of the road.
The villagers who were secretly watching had confused expressions on their faces, and a hint of fear about the unknown in their hearts.
As a result, no one stepped forward, and everyone just thought it was a dream, and huddled back on the kang and wrapped themselves tightly in the quilt.
But the next day, when those people came and knocked on every door, the villagers lost their composure.
Their eyes widened, their voices trembling: “You…you are going to take me away?”
The doctors, who were wrapped tightly, looked at each other in bewilderment.
Finally, Lu Yong spoke first: "I came to ask if there is anyone seriously ill in your family. If so, please come with us to the clan house.
While intensive treatment."
After hearing this, the villagers' first reaction was resistance.
Lü Yong did not give them a chance to speak, and continued, "We once visited the fairyland, sought the immortals' methods, and came back to eliminate the plague.
"The voice paused," Our Yue County Magistrate's young master is now well again."
As soon as these words were spoken, there were bursts of exclamations.
The villagers were desperate before, not only because the doctors had left one after another, but also because they heard that the young master was ill and was about to die.
Such a noble person must be carefully protected every day. If even he can't be cured, how can I survive?
Now, when people heard that Young Master Yue had recovered, they were naturally surprised.
At this moment, Cun Zheng was walking slowly towards them with the support of his family.
Muramasa's surname is Niu, and he is in charge of all matters in the village, but he did not escape the clutches of the epidemic. He fell ill a few days ago and has been staying indoors ever since.
.
This time, he heard that there were outsiders entering the village, so he rushed here early in the morning despite his sick body.
As soon as I arrived, I heard that Yue Yun had been cured.
As a village chief, he knew more than ordinary people, and even learned from the guards guarding the village entrance that Yue Yun was sent to Fengwei Mountain.
matter.
But later he fell ill and never left the house again.
Now I heard that there really is an immortal who can save lives in Fengwei Mountain!
This made Niu Muramasa's voice tremble slightly: "Is this true?"
Lu Yong nodded: "We all saw it, it can't be fake."
Muramasa calmed down, grabbed his eldest son's arm, and took a long time to calm down. Then he said, "I will go with you.
Clan House."
The doctor standing next to Lu Yong wanted to say, Muramasa, your current condition doesn't seem to be serious, just stay at home and don't go out.
But Lu Yong said first: "Okay, Muramasa can come with me."
With him as an example, many villagers nodded in agreement, but some villagers were still unwilling to leave their homes and refused to listen no matter how much they were persuaded.
Lu Yong wanted to persuade him again, but Muramasa had already said: "We were the first to suffer the disaster this time, but we were helped by the immortal.
This is a blessing that no one else can hope for. If you continue to do this, you might anger the immortals and they will strike you with lightning.
Can you afford it?"
With just one sentence, the person who was crying and yelling suddenly shut up and became very honest.
Lu Yong looked at Muramasa with great admiration.
No wonder he can be the Muramasa, his level of deception is really top-notch.
After Muramasa expressed his opinion, and knowing that this was help from the gods, most villagers quickly accepted this matter.
After all, no one wants to wait for death at home. If life can be easy, who doesn’t want to live?
And these days, nothing is more frightening than being struck by thunder.
The villagers no longer hid the truth from each other, and some even took the initiative to go out and see doctors.
Even if there are still some who are still unwilling to go to the clan house, there are still the guards of Dechang County. They can suppress them directly with the order of Yue County Magistrate.
Listen.
Their desire to survive made them very cooperative, and Lu Yong and his team quickly separated the patients.
Those without symptoms should pay attention to protection, not only when eating and drinking, but also cover their mouth and nose at ordinary times.
For those with milder symptoms, stay in a separate room and do not go out. Wait for someone to come and disinfect the room at regular times every day.
Those with severe symptoms will go to the family house for treatment and be provided with two small pills every day until the symptoms are alleviated.
Everyone found the treatment methods taught by the immortals very new.
Muramasa once asked, "What is being sprayed?"
Lu Yong calmly replied, "Immortal water."
Muramasa looked at the hand-held sprayers they carried on their backs, which were used to spread disinfectant. "What is this?"
Lu Yong remained calm: "Immortal weapon."
At this time, someone brought some pills over.
Because I had given pills to several villagers before, they were used to taking decoctions and were unfamiliar with these small pills.
They will resist and will only eat after being persuaded or frightened.
But Muramasa remained calm and took it and put it into his mouth.
Lu Yong's face was completely covered, so his expression couldn't be seen clearly, but his voice couldn't help but reveal surprise: "You don't want to ask?"
Muramasa replied seriously: "Immortal medicine, of course you can take it directly."
Lü Yong: ...
As expected of a Muramasa, he even answered the question quickly.
Perhaps because of Muramasa's example, coupled with proper disinfection and effective medication, many people's symptoms were quickly alleviated, and the clan house was filled with
The atmosphere is pretty good.
The situation outside has also eased.
Originally, most of the cases in the village were mild. Under the guidance of the doctors, after a few days, many people's symptoms had been alleviated or even cured.
This made them believe more and more in the fairyland, and stories about gods and fairies were circulating in the streets and alleys.
Some said they had dreamed of immortals casting spells, while others said they had seen colorful auspicious clouds on Fengwei Mountain.
Every story is like a true story, and people who see hope of survival again are willing to believe it and repeat it in their hearts.
Deep gratitude and yearning for the immortals.
The greatest favor is saving a life.
Both the doctors and the guards consciously allowed this legend to spread and attributed all the credit to Langyun Fairyland.
Why wash your hands? The immortal said.
Why boil water? The immortal said.
At first they found it troublesome, but gradually, they began to feel inexplicably proud.
Look, everything we do is what the immortals tell us to do. We are people blessed by the immortals, so we naturally have a bright future!
As more and more people recovered, Lu Yong called on those who had suffered from typhoid fever to come out and help.
The reason is that after recovery, it is not easy to get this type of typhoid fever again.
Some wondered, “Really?”
Lu Yong used a universal sentence: "The immortal said so."
Oh, okay, that's okay.
So the recovered villagers actively helped the doctor, and some of them went to the clan house to help take care of the patients.
However, because the immortal said that this disease is easily contagious if it is not fully recovered, those who go to help cannot leave easily and must live in the clan house.
So at most, when delivering water or food, people outside will have the opportunity to say a word or two to them.
The patient's family can only get some information from these one or two sentences.
Overall, it's good.
But these days, there are always deviations and omissions in things passed down by word of mouth.
For example, Muramasa, whose condition was not serious originally, was the first one in the clan to stop taking the medicine. As a result, the rumor spread that everyone was taking the magic medicine.
If Muramasa doesn't eat it, I'm afraid no medicine or medicine can cure him, and even no god can save him.
Upon hearing this, Niu Da, the eldest son of Muramasa, felt a black screen before his eyes.
His younger brother Niu Er hurriedly supported his elder brother and said in a mournful voice, "Brother, what should we do? Our father...how are we going to tell mother when we get home?
”
Niu Da tried hard to steady himself and said through gritted teeth: "Don't cry, Dad told us when he left that no matter what the result is, we must not
Blame it on others, everything is fate... Also, our mother is not in good health, this must not be known to her."
"What should I do if I can't hide it anymore?" Niu Er sobbed, "Didn't they say that gods can save lives? It turns out to be a lie."
Niu Da couldn't help thinking so, but he didn't say it out loud. He took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go back first and pull up the white cloth.
Be prepared..."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Who are you pulling the white cloth for?"
Niu Da subconsciously replied: "For my father."
As soon as he finished speaking, his voice stopped.
The two brothers turned their heads at the same time, and then saw their father standing not far away with his hands behind his back. He was bright red and looked very healthy.
Kang, even a little fatter than before.
But at this moment, every wrinkle on Niu Muramasa's face was filled with confusion: "What do you want to do?"
Niu Da and Niu Er:...
When Niu Cunzheng, who had reacted, chased and beat them with a stick, the two brothers were happy that their father had recovered, but at the same time, they were thinking in their hearts:
Thinking the same thing——
It turns out that one cannot doubt the gods. The retribution in this life comes too quickly!
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