After lingering in the tent for a while, when Jiang Erlang came to call her again, Jiang Huaixu covered her whole body with only her eyes exposed and crawled out of the tent.
Jiang Erlang's expression changed slightly, "What's going on?"
“Second brother!”
Jiang Huaixu suddenly threw himself into Jiang Erlang's arms, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes with his fingers dipped in chili water, and said in a tearful voice: "I have a lot of small red spots on my body... What should I do?"
Little red dot - the first thought that came to Jiang Erlang's mind was that Ah Xu had smallpox. He closed his eyes and lifted Jiang Huaixu's sleeve with a stern expression -?
He slowly frowned and took a closer look. The rash seemed to be wrong.
He poked a larger rash on the back of Jiang Huaixu's hand with his index finger, and looked at his fingertips, where there was a faint red mark.
Jiang Huaixu whimpered awkwardly and didn't finish putting on makeup.
Jiang Erlang's tense body suddenly relaxed. He let out a light breath and pinched his slender fingers to restrain himself from rubbing Jiang Huaixu's head.
Jiang Zhengmao and Village Chief Yang, who had their backs to the siblings, did not notice the little movements between them, but they heard their conversation clearly.
"Village Chief Jiang, could the girl you mentioned who knows about herbs be her?" Jiang Zhengmao was pointing in that direction just now.
Jiang Zhengmao was completely bewildered upon hearing Jiang Huaixu's cries. This girl, Xu, could remain calm even when she met a wolf, but now she was actually crying? This was truly a rare occurrence.
He nodded blankly, and when he came to his senses, he stopped greeting Village Chief Yang. "Village Chief Yang, I'll excuse myself. I'm going to go see my niece. Please feel free."
After saying this, he turned around and left without caring about Village Chief Yang's expression.
Village chief Yang just learned from Jiang Zhengmao that none of the people in the three villages here are doctors, and there is only a little girl who can recognize some herbs. He found out that the person called the fairy is the little girl who knows herbs, but who knew that the fairy is sick!
Can the gods in heaven get sick?
Just as Village Chief Yang was puzzled, one of the men who had followed him whispered, "Village Chief, that girl has a red rash. I remember my grandfather said that smallpox would also cause a rash. Do you think this girl has contracted some kind of plague while fleeing here? If so, we should let them go as soon as possible."
Village Chief Yang was startled and whispered, "There are more people in this group than in our village. How can we drive them away? Judging from their posture, they seem to be leaving. Let's hurry back to the village."
With that, the three of them left in a hurry.
Jiang Huaixu, with red eyes, was surrounded by villagers. He couldn't see whether the people from Xiaoyang Village had left, so he had to ask Fu Tuan.
Let's go, they say your symptoms are similar to smallpox.
Well, it was a lucky coincidence. She didn't even have to make up her own rumor.
"Xu girl, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly have so many red rashes?" Second Grandma wanted to pull Jiang Huaixu's hand to take a closer look. She hadn't seen it just now, so why did it grow so fast?
Jiang Huaixu silently retracted his disguised hand, "I think I'm allergic. Don't worry, it will go away in a couple of days."
"What is allergy?" Second Grandpa asked with a frown.
"Allergies are just rubella. It's getting late. Second Grandpa, Village Chief, let's leave early."
Wait until she localizes the professional terms before explaining them to Second Grandpa.
"Are you really okay?" Boss Jiang looked at Jiang Huaixu, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, with concern. "Do you have a headache? Do those little red bumps itch?"
"It's really okay. My head doesn't hurt or itch. There are some red spots on my face, but they look ugly so I wrapped myself up like this."
When this excuse was put forward, many people said that they could understand it, because it is natural for girls to love beautiful women.
After making sure Jiang Huaixu was okay, the group packed their luggage, put on masks, equipped themselves with bows and arrows, and headed east.
Not long after they left, Li Qiufen heard the news that someone in Shili Village had contracted smallpox.
"Boss Meng, do you know who got it? God bless you, could it be Jiang Huaixu who got it?" Li Qiufen's eyes lit up.
The tall and strong man known as 'Boss Meng' stroked his chin and nodded, "If she is the fairy you were talking about, then it is her."
"Then that group of people are dead!" Li Qiufen had a vicious smile on her lips, and her whole face was radiant.
She rolled her eyes, knelt down and walked to the thigh of Meng Lao, pinching her throat and said, "Meng Lao, you don't have to do anything about this matter anyway, just let my daughter go. My son has become a disabled person, and I don't know how long he can live. I only have one daughter. Just look at me for the sake of being yours, and have pity on us mother and daughter..."
Boss Meng kicked Li Qiufen in the chest, then retracted his leg. He looked at Li Qiufen, who was lying on the ground like a rag and wailing non-stop, with a sinister look in his eyes. "You are a piece of shit. In the past, you wouldn't even be worthy of carrying my shoes. And you still want to negotiate with me?"
"I don't dare! I don't dare anymore!" Li Qiufen endured the pain and crawled to Boss Meng's legs, "Please, don't abandon me! Don't abandon me..."
Boss Meng ignored her and said to his men, "Set off immediately and catch up with the people of Shili Village."
This conversation was overheard by Jiang Huaixu, who had not yet left, using the cheating artifact Futuan.
[Why is this guy called Boss Meng so stubborn that he can't be shaken off like a dog-skin plaster?]
She didn't even know what this person's purpose was in following them.
Turning her head to look behind them, she saw that there were still people falling behind them, but there were fewer refugees than yesterday. This was exactly what she had intended.
In ancient times, the mortality rate of smallpox, an infectious disease, was comparable to that of a large-scale war, and very few people could survive after contracting smallpox. Therefore, as long as the news of her rash spread, it would scare away many people who followed her.
It wasn't that she was cruel; protecting two hundred people was already exhausting enough, and she was powerless to protect the rest. After a few more days of marching, food would gradually run low, and even with their large numbers, they wouldn't be able to withstand the overwhelming number of refugees. At this point, they had to scare off as many as they could.
This was a bad idea, which was thought up at the last minute. It was normal that some people did not believe it, but I didn't expect that it was Boss Meng who was the most unclear about the details.
Jiang Huaixu wondered quietly whether he should do something.
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