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Zhang Hechu's complexion changed drastically immediately, and he said repeatedly:

"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Oh?"

Chen Qingyu squinted his eyes when he heard the words:

"Why not? Could it be that you, Mrs. Zhang, are determined to disobey my decree and have made up your mind to fight against the human race?"

"Or, is there something shameful about that old lady herself?"

Zhang Hechu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said:

"My lord, you don't know something."

"The old lady, she... She also contracted that strange disease, and the symptoms are very scary, and she has been self-enclosed in a space."

"Usually, only I dare to approach, and I'm only at the entrance of the space, reporting some things and listening to the teachings of the old lady."

"For half a year, no one has dared to enter that space."

Then, after a pause, he whispered:

"The reason why I refused is also for the sake of your safety, Mr. Holy Envoy."

"To be honest... this strange disease of our Zhang family is very scary. Not only people from the Zhang family can be infected, but people from other races can also be infected."

"And the higher the cultivation base of the sick person, the faster the weakening, the stronger the infection!"

"In the past six months, no less than [-] medical experts and strange people from all directions have died because of Zhang's diagnosis and treatment."

"With the cultivation of the old lady, no matter who it is, they will be infected as soon as they enter that space... This is too dangerous!"

Chapter 214 The Origin of the Strange Disease When Chen Qingyu heard the words, his expression changed slightly.

The strange disease in the Zhang clan can even be infected by people from other clans?

This is completely different from what he speculated.

Could it be that this disease was not caused by the perverted inbreeding that lasted for thousands of years?

"wrong!"

He suddenly reacted, and said in a deep voice:

"If this kind of disease is really as terrible as you said, why are there so many people who come to participate in the selection and treatment that they line up a long street for more than ten miles?"

"Could it be that these people are asking for money rather than their lives? In order to curry favor with your Zhang family, and for your rewards, they are willing to sacrifice their lives?"

Zhang Hechu smiled wryly and explained:

"My lord, you don't know something."

"This strange disease is contagious to the people of our Zhang family, without any exception."

"So when the outbreak just broke out, in just a few days, most of the direct descendants were infected."

"But for those outsiders, usually as long as they don't get too close, it takes seven or eight days or ten days before they are infected."

As he spoke, he paused and sighed:

"As for what you said, why the people who came here still flow out for more than ten miles... This is also normal."

"Before the people who came for diagnosis and treatment had not been infected or died on a large scale... People who tried to curry favor with me, Mrs. Zhang, could line up from the inner city to the outer city, forming a long queue of thousands of miles."

"Many of them don't even know how to see a doctor at all. They just try their luck and hope that they will be cured by luck, so that they can reach the sky in one step."

"It wasn't until later that the first few batches of people who treated Mrs. Zhang basically all died. This scared most of them away."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyu couldn't help frowning slightly.

If Zhang Hechu's words are true, it will be very tricky.

Even though he insisted on meeting the old matriarch, Zhang Hechu didn't dare to stop him.

But with the old lady's cultivation, no one can guarantee that there is no risk of infection.

After all, in the face of this strange disease, different cultivation bases and different distance scales, who knows how close is "not too close"?

"Master Holy Envoy."

Zhang Hechu raised his head, and said cautiously:

"If you want to find the old lady and ask some questions, I can take you there, at the entrance of that space..."

"No need."

Chen Qingyu waved his hand and rejected his proposal.

The key evidence in his hands is the portrait of the mysterious woman and the speculated genealogy, which must be confronted face to face.

"How about this……"

He looked directly at Zhang Hechu below, and said lightly:

"I've been here for six or seven days, and I can't bear to see you Mrs. Zhang suffering from this strange disease."

"Take me to see, those people who are infected with strange diseases, maybe I will have a solution."

Since there is a certain risk in meeting the old matriarch, it is enough to find someone to experiment.

If his ancestral witch body can still be immune to this strange disease, then it doesn't matter at all, and no one can stop him.

"what?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hechu's face immediately changed.

The first reaction in his heart was not to be overjoyed, but to be shocked!

There are so many medical masters, strange people, and even many powerful people who have not solved the problems, expecting a spiritual source to solve them?

Isn't this a joke?

Even if the whole person is the number one Chen Shaojun in all time!

And if Chen Shaojun contracted that strange disease and died of weakness, the Zhang family might be wiped out right before their eyes.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

He was trembling all over, and said repeatedly:

"My lord envoy, who has a body of ten thousand gold, can take such a strange risk for me, a lowly family like the Zhang family?"

Chen Qingyu waved his hands and said:

"Patriarch Zhang, you are too serious."

"Didn't you say that we foreigners, facing those ordinary patients, as long as we don't get too close, we won't be infected in a short time."

"I'll just take a look and see if there's a way to solve it. I won't force it."

His supernatural power of [exporting Yuanyang] can essentially change the original spirit of living beings, which is unmatched by any medical method.

One is to cure diseases, and the other is to "cure fate".

At that time, if Zhang's strange disease can be solved, Zhang Hechu will have no reason to stop him from meeting the old lady.

And he can go to see the old lady with peace of mind!

"This……"

Zhang Hechu hesitated for a moment, seeing Chen Qingyu's firm attitude, he could only grit his teeth and say:

"Okay, my lord, please come with me."

…………

After a while.

In a pavilion in the inner city, there are heavily guarded black-armored soldiers everywhere, obviously not from the Zhang family.

In order to seal off the inner city and prevent further infection of the strange disease, the Zhang family is said to have summoned many foreign vassals, and they had to be replaced regularly.

"My lord, this way please."

Zhang Hechu led Chen Qingyu and others into the pavilion, and said solemnly:

"Here is the source of the outbreak of my Zhang's strange disease, where the earliest infected person was."

"The few masters who are treating my Zhang family today are mainly concentrated here, trying to find out the root cause of our Zhang family's strange disease."

Chen Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked casually:

"Then how long have these masters been in the Zhang family?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hechu smiled wryly and said:

"Nowadays, most of the people who treat my Zhang family are famous medical masters and miraculous doctors who have rejuvenated their lives, but they dare not stay here for a long time."

"Most people only dared to stay for five or six days, and took our rewards and left in a hurry."

After speaking, he paused for a moment before continuing:

"There is only one Master Jia, who is a living god who can rejuvenate with a wonderful hand."

"He has been in my Zhang family for half a year. Although he is paid a very high salary and has very picky requirements, he has been doing his best to diagnose and treat him."

"If it weren't for this Master Jia, most of our direct descendants of the Zhang family would have died of the infection so far."

"Oh?"

Chen Qingyu narrowed his eyes and said:

"Master Jia, isn't he afraid of being infected?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hechu shook his head and said:

"He is the number one master of medicine in the Southern Territory. Although the level of his practice is not high, it is said that he is immune to all poisons, prevents all diseases, and can also ward off evil spirits, suppress calamities, and prolong life."

"And his natal supernatural power is said to have the effect of life and death, flesh and bones. He has always been the honored guest of all major families and sects."

"So, Master Jia, he is not afraid of being infected."

When Chen Qingyu heard this, he immediately felt a little relieved.

It seems that this strange disease is not as terrible as the poison of the corpse demon. Since there are still people who are immune, then naturally there is nothing to do with him.

He is a pure ancestral witch body, definitely far superior to the effect of Master Jia's exercises.

"But it's all here, let's take a look first and then talk."

Chen Qingyu thought so, and then said:

"The patriarch Zhang, please lead us in."

Chapter 215 Master Jia's Theory of Harmonious Dust Gu Zhang Hechu heard the words, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face:

"This... Holy Messenger forgives me, I am also a member of the Zhang clan, so I dare not go in."

"Master Jia and the others, they should be inside. How about I ask someone to come out and ask Master Jia to come out and take you in?"

Chen Qingyu glanced at him and said;

"then you go."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Zhang Hechu breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward quickly, and ordered a black-armored soldier to go to the attic to deliver a message.

What he was most afraid of was that Chen Shaojun would force him in.

Once he, the patriarch, is infected and wants to isolate himself and isolate himself, then the Zhang family may be in chaos.

soon:

"Dengdengdeng..."

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps behind the attic door, followed by a creak, and the door was pushed open.

Several doctors in gray and brown kudzu clothes, surrounded by an old man in green robes, appeared in front of the gate.

"Master Jia!"

Zhang Hechu hurried forward and bowed solemnly to the old man in green robe, with a look of gratitude on his face: