Invincible Cheating Device Of Xianwu

Well?

Standing on a high place, Gao Han found that this small mountain village was in a depression, the land was flat, the houses were like houses, it should have been a paradise, but at this time, this mountain village was like a late old man, quietly crawling on the ground, breath like a gossamer.

Above this mountain village lingered a sad and miserable thought, probably most of the common emotions of this village gathered together, suspended above the mountain village, wailing like a grumbling spirit.

There were probably less than a hundred people in the entire mountain villa, and at this time the sun had just set, the light was dim, and it was not to the point that I could not see my fingers, and at the head of the village, dozens of men, women, and children gathered, and everyone's faces were extremely heavy.

Gao Han looked out and saw a wooden pile more than one person high in the center, a dozen people were placed on it in unison, and several people held torches in their hands, as if ready to light the fire at any time.

Gao Han frowned, and saw that most of those who were going to be burned to death were unconscious, and the few who were not unconscious were also powerless to resist, lying weakly on the pile of wood, watching themselves burned to death.

"Smallpox?"

The word popped up in Gao Han's mind, and among those who were about to be burned, the forehead, cheeks, wrists, arms, torso, and lower limbs, as long as the exposed parts were covered with red macules, and in severe cases, they had become herpes or thick herpes, which looked extremely disgusting.

An old man is nagging and chanting something to change, while his body is still twisting exaggerated movements, like ~ is jumping a god.

"Uncle, what's going on-?"

A middle-aged man asked.

The middle-aged man was wiping his tears and sighed: "Maybe our village has offended the gods, since more than ten days ago, the people in the village have appeared one after another with this symptom, seven or eight people have died, the mage said that they offended the gods, in order to get the forgiveness of the gods, they can only burn them to atone for their sins." ”

"Among them are your relatives?" Gao Han asked.

The middle-aged man wept: "My son has never done anything blasphemous, how can he offend the gods and let him suffer this kind of sin, at a young age... It's going to..."

"Confused!" Gao Han snapped.

The middle-aged man was shocked and looked at Gao Han in horror, not knowing why this man dressed in brocade clothes and obviously not a villager was angry.

All the villagers heard Gao Han's voice and followed the sound. Gao Han squeezed into the crowd, his eyes were cold, and he looked coldly at the old man who was dancing the god: "Who are you!" Pretend to be a ghost here! ”

The old man who jumped the god was startled when he saw Gao Han's extraordinary momentum, and his body was a little dumbfounded, and he trembled: "Little man... The villain is driving away evil spirits..."

He saw that this mountain village was full of ignorant people, just trying to make a little money, but where would he meet such an imposing person.

Gao Han stared at him and said sharply: "It's just that the gods of ordinary fashion are ghosts, at this time you are still dancing gods here, do you want to kill yourself and even the people of this village to die!" It will even kill more people! ”

Gao Han is not alarmist, and historians have even called it "the greatest genocide in human history" not by guns, but by smallpox. Throughout human history, smallpox, plagues such as the Black Death and cholera have left staggering deaths, and in ancient times, hundreds of millions of people died from smallpox virus in Europe.

This is an extremely terrifying virus, with an extremely high infection rate and a very high mortality rate after infection, and if left uncontrolled, it is afraid that it can spread throughout the Central Plains in just a few months.

The old man's legs and stomach were weak, and he suddenly knelt down to the ground, and hurriedly kowtowed: "Adults spare their lives!" Adults spare their lives! The villain is also just making a little money, but I didn't expect ... I didn't expect it to be so serious..."

"Okay, get up!" Gao Han said lightly, the most important thing in this era is this kind of person who pretends to be a ghost, does not do big things, and likes to pretend to be a ghost in this remote mountain village, which is not a big mistake.

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"Scatter quickly, they have not offended the gods, but have a disease, which is very contagious, and the way of transmission is contact and spit, and from this day onwards you shall stay away from them unless they are well. Also, if any of you develop fever, you will automatically leave the others, or you may kill your relatives and friends. Got it! ”

Gao Han looked around and clearly conveyed his meaning.

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Hearing that it would be infected, the other villagers couldn't wait to come here immediately, and when Gao Han finished speaking, they pulled out their legs one by one and ran, only a few villagers may be relatives on the pile of wood, and they are a little reluctant to leave.

But there were still five people who did not leave, it turned out that they also had fever symptoms, Gao Han rolled up their sleeves and looked, but there was a slight red rash.

"Well said!"

Suddenly, Gao Han sensed something, raised his head, and saw an old man in Taoist robes striding forward, his hair was white, his face was extremely ruddy, it was a crane-haired childlike face, carrying a medicine box on his back, it seemed to shrink into an inch, the first time he saw it, he was still on the high ground, and when he looked at it for the second time, he had already crossed hundreds of meters in front of Gao Han, looked at Gao Han with a smile, looked at Gao Han slightly, and his eyes lit up:

"Which son is Xiaoyou?"

Gao Han shook his head and said, "Alone, not the son of any family." ”

The Taoist nodded his beard, and then turned his gaze to those smallpox patients, his face became solemn, and then he reached out to poke a pustular eruption, stretched out his tongue and tasted it: "It's a sore, it's right, Ge Hong's "Elbow Reserve Emergency Formula" has a record of this disease, but there is no record of the treatment method, which is a bit difficult. "Mouth.