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Chapter 28 Red Rain
###28 Hongyu
As a human being, keep away from demons.

When people die, they become ghosts and return to the loess.

Cut off the dust and leave sorrow, forget the sorrow of the lake.

Suishan is located in the southwest, with mountains stretching from west to east. There is a large lake named Wangyou, located under the main peak Yangqing.

Wangyou Lake is revered as a holy lake in the local area. It was originally blue, with bluestones visible under the lake in the shallows, and like an obsidian pupil in the depths.Now the fish on Wangyou Lake are floating, the water is turbid, and the pupils seem to be filled with blood.

This is a sign of a catastrophe, a sign of a catastrophe.

As a human being, keep away from demons.

People are precious when they die, and they return to the loess.

Cut off the dust and leave the sorrow, cut off the dust and leave the sorrow, forget the sorrow and forget the joy, forget the sorrow and forget the joy.

Men and women followed the monks around the lake. For the people, if the court could not count on them, they could only hope on the gods for protection.

When we arrived at the front street of Sui'an Prefecture, street vendors saw strangers arriving and stepped forward to sell vegetables and fruits.

"Sir, this is the best cabbage produced in several months. Just buy some." The vendor was only in his thirties, with a stooped back. The outside of his right leg was exposed due to ulceration, and his left arm was not covered by a piece of cloth. It's skin ulceration, excruciating pain, and being unable to touch foreign objects.Look at the cabbage that is trembling in the vendor's hand. There is no trace of white anywhere, it is clearly a red cabbage.

Seeing this, Nightingale took some broken silver and sent the hawker away.The hawker grabbed the silver coins like a thief, limped and rolled away into a side alley.

Ye Xiaolou's heart sank. Could it be that the land had rotted to this extent, or was it because the water quality of Wangyou Lake was polluted by red rain just now?

The clouds in Bazawa condensed into rainwater and fell on Kyushu, nourishing the earth. Now the food grown has no original color. No wonder there are so many disasters. Can it be regarded as a simple natural disaster?

"Master, Qili Street is the most prosperous market in Sui'an Prefecture. With today's scene, the people's lives must have been difficult. What are your plans, Master?"

"The emperor has to worry about the sufferings of the people. If the emperor doesn't worry about it, God will worry about it. Is it your turn to take care of it?"

Ye Xiaolou's expression was gloomy. The hawkers and beggars nearby who wanted to sell something and take some silver were hiding on the street and did not dare to say anything.

"Speaking of which, is this where the scholar practices medicine?"

"Yes, ahead is Sui'an Mansion. Two streets east of Sui'an Mansion is Prince Yan's Mansion. The scholar was brought back by his subordinates outside Prince Yan's Mansion."

"I'm becoming more and more interested in this person."

"The identity of this person has been verified by his subordinates. His surname is An, his name is Lang, and his style name is Zhuyan. He practiced medicine with his father since he was a child. At the age of 12, his medical skills surpassed that of his father. At the age of 15, he was in debt because his father did not give him any money I ran away from home to escape debt. I made a living by treating people, and I have made a lot of money over the years. Unfortunately, I am addicted to gambling, but my luck has always been bad. I lose more than I win all the time. "

"Where is this person now?"

"Please forgive me, sir." Nightingale suddenly spoke with a heavy tone, as if she had made some mistake.

"What's so alarming about?"

"I saw that you were busy with that girl a few days ago, and then you were injured again. I made a private decision not to tell you that the scholar has arrived at Xunwu Pavilion for the time being."

Seeing that Ye Xiaolou didn't say a word, Nightingale became more and more nervous.

"It's okay. It's not time to see him yet. Did you know that there is a doctor among the twelve ministers of Liuji Hall. He has been a man of superb medical skills in all dynasties. If he is not ranked first, it is difficult for anyone to compare with him." "What the poster means is that this person may be one of the twelve chief servants of Liuji Hall - Ji Pharmacist?"

"Whether the extreme pharmacist will know after a while."

"If this scholar is the pharmacist of Liuji Hall, have the other ministers also awakened?"

"Of course. Where's the umbrella?"

"Here, I'll give you a beating right now."

"You will catch a cold if you get caught in the rain."

To Nightingale, although the tone of these words was the same as before, it seemed different, as if there was a hint of warmth in the harshness.

As soon as the umbrella was opened, the street vendors rushed towards Bali Street one after another. The red vegetables and half-eaten steamed buns fell to the ground. The skinny and pale-haired old beggar barely managed to crawl to the side and put the steamed buns into his mouth. Li stuffed it too fast and spit it out again.

"Where are these people going?"

Nightingale asked a beggar who seemed to be eloquent.

"Miracles, let's go see the miracles."

"A miracle? What miracle?" Seeing that the old beggar didn't answer, Nightingale was kind enough to take out some broken silver.

"Since the Great Cold, Suishan has been suffering from constant disasters. The most terrifying thing is the epidemic brought by the red rain. Some people have been exposed to the rain and coughed for half a month. Their skin has become rotten and scarred. They are a bit ugly, but at least they survived. Some people got seriously ill after being caught in the rain, and died of festering. Someone died in every house, and the most terrifying thing was the family whose child died, crying every night. At night, it was raining outside, and the villagers in the house were crying and mourning. It was like a human being. Hell, hell on earth.”

"What does that have to do with miracles?"

"A week ago, the second daughter of Yamen Li's family got sick. The family didn't want to see her fester and die at home. After nightfall, they secretly went to Wangyou Lake and found a stone to tie to their daughter's body. Poor girl was only 4 years old. , didn't understand anything, and even the cry was in pain. Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, the family threw their daughter into the lake. Who knows, the next morning, the villagers doing the sacrifice saw a girl squatting by the lake, and... After asking around a lot, I found out that she was the second daughter thrown away by Li Yamen’s family the night before.”

"You mean this daughter came back to life?"

"Not only did he come back to life, I heard that all the wounds on his body were gone. He just didn't speak again and just sat there all day long. This was a great comfort to the whole family. After all, the person was not dead. Luckily, he survived."

Ye Xiaolou frowned, and the more he listened, the more weird this matter became. He had already guessed a little bit of the reason. The ghostly atmosphere above the holy lake just now seemed to be filled with ghosts, and it might be related to the miracle that the beggar said.

"Has anyone else followed suit and done something like this?" Ye Xiaolou asked.

"The eldest prince said that this matter was strange. You should not believe in miracles at will, and you should not push patients into the lake at will. However, some people still sneaked to the lake at night. The eldest prince asked the soldiers of Prince Yan's Palace to guard the lake at night. When they saw If any common people want to imitate the Li family, persuade them to go back."

"The eldest prince?" Nightingale looked towards Ye Xiaolou, who shook his head.

"The eldest prince is really a good man. He has been guarding Sui'an Mansion and guarding the people here. But these natural disasters are ruthless, red rain and famine are constant. I don't know how many people want white-haired people to give away black-haired people."

The old beggar was holding a steamed bun, his eyes were sunken in the sockets, with only a faint light shining through the gap.

"The locals thought that the eldest prince was suffering like them." Nightingale was indignant.

Ye Xiaolou smiled, as if he didn't care about the eldest prince at all.

(End of this chapter)