An Jingzhi looked righteous and awe-inspiring. "Grandpa, I think the fact that I was able to receive the teachings of the immortals might be due to the good karma I accumulated in my previous life. Now that the people are in trouble, and we happen to have some medicine, I'd like to go down and take a look."
The patriarch immediately retorted, "No! You can't go down." Although they had medicine to treat the plague, the patriarch still did not dare to expose his grandson to the plague.
Others also tried to dissuade him, but in short, they just wanted to stop putting An Jingzhi in danger.
"Everyone, listen to me. I haven't explained it to you clearly yet. This medicine not only cures the plague, it also has a preventive effect. After taking this medicine, you will never be infected with the plague again. So even if I go down, I won't be infected by others."
Everyone hesitated after hearing this. They believed An Jingzhi. But this was a plague. How could it be prevented so easily? It felt unreal.
An Jingzhi added fuel to the fire, "I have received teachings from an immortal, and am considered his registered disciple. The immortal has bestowed blessings upon all living beings. If I see the people in trouble and do nothing to help them, how will my ancestors view me?"
"Don't worry, everyone. I learned this medicine from that book. Don't you believe in immortals?"
The clan leader felt something was amiss. He asked, "That's not right, Ajing. I remember you told me before that the book was about how to draw talisman paper, right?"
An Jingzhi smiled and explained, "Grandpa, after I finished reading that book, it was imprinted in my mind, but I don't know why a new piece of knowledge has appeared in my mind recently. But I think it must be the guidance of an immortal."
The clan leader and the tribesmen were all sold on this, and this mysterious explanation forced them to believe it.
Since the grandson has received the blessing of the immortal, he naturally has to do things for the people. Although the patriarch is unwilling to let his grandson take risks, he does not dare to let his grandson stand by and watch. If he angers the immortal, he is afraid that the consequences will be unknown.
He thought of a compromise.
"How about this, Ajing, I'll have a few people go down with you. Don't get close to those people. If there's anything you need, let others handle it."
In order to ease the old man's mind, An Jingzhi had no choice but to nod and agree.
But in this way, it seems that the lives of other tribesmen are not valued.
Unexpectedly, before An Jingzhi could think of a way to comfort others, everyone nodded in agreement with the patriarch's statement.
Since the medicine is effective, they naturally have nothing to fear.
But An Jingzhi’s identity is different now, so he should not take risks easily.
In other words, if something really happened to Ajing, they wouldn't be able to do anything. But if Ajing was protected by them at the back, even if something really happened to them at the front, could Ajing still ignore them?
Most of the large amount of medicine that was boiled has been used up. Everyone in the village, young and old, has taken it. The remaining amount is probably not enough to save the people living down the mountain.
Afterwards, everyone collected herbs and prepared to make medicine. Four days later, they went down the mountain with the cut herbs.
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As soon as they approached the village gate, they heard howling sounds coming from the village.
"Someone died." They saw a family in the village hoisting a white sail.
Everyone's heart trembled, someone really died.
They gritted their teeth and moved forward. The villagers were busy with their own affairs and no one noticed them for a while.
More and more people in the village were sick, and many old people thought it was a plague. However, it was a serious matter, so no one dared to speak out. If it got out, their entire village would be surrounded by the government, and everyone would probably die.
Although they would die if they got the plague, they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
More and more people are sick in the village. The villagers have asked doctors to see them, but after they have been examined and given a few prescriptions, the villagers' conditions have not only not improved, but have become more serious.
Later, someone asked another doctor to come and see the patient. After seeing the patient, the doctor's face changed drastically and he ran away immediately.
The elders in the village were not worried that the doctors would tell this matter, because those doctors had also been to this village, and it was hard to say whether they had been infected with the plague. But if the court knew about what happened in the village, the doctors would definitely be arrested.
It was the way the doctor ran away after seeing the patient that made these old people think of the plague. From then on, no one in their village dared to ask a doctor for help. Everyone had a guess in their mind, but no one dared to say it out loud.
However, outsiders are no longer allowed to enter the village.
The two people who were in charge of guarding the village entrance went back home, and when they were rushing back, they saw the Miao people who suddenly came here.
The elders were in awe of the Miao people, and children were forbidden to have any contact with them. But these young men were not afraid at all. Firstly, they had often seen adults interacting with the Miao people since they were young, and secondly, many Miao men were extremely strong, which was exactly what these young men admired.
Moreover, apart from the fact that what these Miao people said was a little difficult to understand, they did not do anything to harm them. On the contrary, some Miao people were generous and would give them some things such as wolf teeth every time they came down. There were also many young people in the village who got along well with some Miao people.
"Brother Ayu? Didn't you just come here to exchange things a few days ago? Why are you here again?" The Miao people have a regular schedule for going down the mountain to exchange things, coming once every three to five months or once every one or two months.
But it has never happened like this time, it happened twice in less than 10 days.
A Yu was also very happy to see a familiar person, "Jia Tao."
Just as he was about to approach the other party, the young man named Jia Tao suddenly stopped and shouted, "Brother Ayu! Stop!"
He suddenly remembered that there was suspected plague in their village. If he got close to the other party, wouldn't he be harming them?
He touched the wolf tooth that Ayu gave him on his neck, which he had now strung with a hemp rope and worn around his neck.
"Brother Ayu, our village doesn't have anything we can exchange with you recently. If you want to exchange things, go find someone else. If you don't have anything else, just leave quickly." Jia Tao's tone was urgent.
He paused and asked, "By the way, is the person who came to exchange things with us last time okay after returning?"
After the village began to speculate about the plague, he became worried that something might have happened to the Miao people who had come to exchange things with them last time.
But judging from the way the other party came down, it didn't seem like they were coming to punish them, and at that time these Miao people had no contact with the patients in their village.
It seems that the other party already knows that their village is infected with plague.
Ayu is not stupid, so he can naturally guess this.
"Many of them had diarrhea after they returned."
Jia Tao was horrified and filled with shame and anxiety.
But Ayu's next words made him feel like he had gone from hell to heaven.
“But it’s healed now.”
Amidst the ups and downs of emotions, Jia Tao and his companions were stunned.
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