That's not a game

Lin Xiaoge smiled slightly, watching Mandrill turn into a wind and disappear from his sight.

Mandrill is such a person, although he is usually invisible, but when you need him, call him out, and he will appear in front of you.

So now, let Ah Yan watch how he ends this war.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoge exhaled softly, looked at Ah Yan, who had turned into a white salt sculpture, and took the pure white gemstone from the other's holding hand.

This gem is like a piece of salt, and it can be said to be Ah Yan's body.

With this gem, Lin Xiaoge can take Ah Yan with her, and let Ah Yan see how the war ended.

"So, there is one more question, Mr. Zhongli? Are you feeling better?"

Lin Xiaoge walked behind Zhongli who was squatting there, tapped the latter's shoulder lightly, and called out tentatively.

Zhong Li paused, stood up slowly, rubbed his temples and said, "Lang Zhong, on how to stop this war... I have a suggestion."

"Huh? What proposal?"

"Langzhong, you will be in charge of the logistics, and I will be in charge of the battle on the front line, how about it?"

Lin Xiaoge looked slightly astonished and said, "Why did Mr. Zhongli say that?"

Lin Xiaoge was a little confused. He didn't know why Zhongli, who was so repulsed by these things before, suddenly took the initiative.

Zhong Li patted his head and frowned subconsciously. In his mind, there was always another person telling him not to let Lang Zhong go to the front line.

While the other party was talking, some pictures popped up from time to time.

Those pictures are all terrifying pictures of a white-haired young man tearing up the Demon God.

And when the white-haired youths in those pictures turned their heads, Zhong Li could recognize their appearances.

They are all the same person, the doctor in front of him.

The opponent, with flesh and blood, ended the demon war.

And that... seems to be the result of his failure to agree to stop this demon war together.

Therefore, after seeing these pictures, no matter whether another self was talking to him or not, he couldn't accept Lin Xiaoge's going to the front line anymore.

But unfortunately, Zhong Li felt that... he couldn't say these things.

Therefore, when he faced Lin Xiaoge's question, he said directly, "Because I don't want Langzhong to get hurt."

This is what he thought from the bottom of his heart, because... the other party is his only friend so far.

Lin Xiaoge paused, then smiled softly, "Mr. Zhongli really underestimates me, I'm not such an easily hurt person."

"But... my best friend, you always like to do something desperately, don't you?"

Zhong Li suddenly said this.

His eyes also seemed to have become another person.

Lin Xiaoge paused for a look with infinite tenderness in his eyes, and couldn't help but think of the other party who would be the emperor in the future, and called out tentatively.

"Mr. Zhongli?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhong Li shook his head and asked blankly.

"What did you mean by that just now?"

"Did I just say something?"

Zhong Li tilted his head in a daze, Lin Xiaoge couldn't help frowning at the slightly cute look on his body.

"As expected... Mr. Zhongli, who was like an emperor just now, is just my illusion."

Chapter 29 Walnut: This is the world's first coffin!

"Why does this involve the first-generation Hall Master of the Past Life Hall?"

Kong felt a little astonished, they came to consult about Liyue's history, but why did this peach-eyed girl get involved with the so-called first hall master of the Hall of Rebirth?

The peach-eyed girl blinked, "Because our Xiangshengtang existed before Liyue was called Liyue. But our Xiangshengtang also has a very clear record of the first generation hall master, so I naturally I thought you were here to ask about the first hall master."

"The Hall of Rebirth existed before Liyue was established?" Kong looked startled, apparently he did not expect the Hall of Rebirth to have such a deep history.

In response to Sora's astonished reaction, the peach-eyed girl nodded in satisfaction, and said proudly with her hands on her chest, "Hmph! Of course, the history of our Xiangsheng Hall is very deep, and I, Walnut, , is the No.70 seventh-generation hall master of this Pastoral Hall! Ehehe!"

"I didn't expect you to be the Hall Master of the Past Life Hall. My name is Kong, and I have met the Hall Master Walnut." Kong slightly bowed.

People always have a certain respect for things with a strong history, and Sora is no exception.

Especially this period of history is very likely to be related to his elder brother.

Faced with Sora's respectful attitude, Hu Tao patted the other person's shoulder with satisfaction, and teased, "Hey, since you want to know the history of our Xiangshengtang, do you all want to join our Xiangshengtang? what?"

"No no no! Hall Master Hutao, you misunderstood!"

Behind Kong, the middle-aged president pulled Kong over, and said with a smile on his face, "Master Hutao, you misunderstood, we just want to know the history and origin of Xiangshengtang."

"is it?"

Hu Tao rubbed his chin, his eyes slightly dissatisfied.

After all, there have been no newcomers in the Hall of Rebirth for a long time.

Seeing this, the middle-aged president felt pain in his eyes, and smiled apologetically, "Then what, Master Hutao, what kind of set meals do you have here? Give me the most expensive set meal, and tell us about the past life by the way." The history of Tang and Liyue."

"Hey! Guest officer, do you want a set meal?! We have a special offer for a set meal in Xiangsheng Hall. Buy one get one free, and there is also a free cremation, which will be carried out by the hall master himself! The firepower is very sufficient!"

Hu Tao patted his chest, full of confidence.

The middle-aged president smiled awkwardly, "Ahaha... Then what, I didn't order it for me, I ordered it for the two of them."

Hu Tao looked in the direction pointed by the middle-aged president, and saw Ximei and Lao Gang pointing at themselves with blank faces. They obviously didn't understand why the two of them, who were younger than the middle-aged president, still needed This funeral service.

However, in order to get information, they could only smirk and scratch their heads, laughing embarrassingly.

"Ahaha, we made this reservation for future unforeseen circumstances."

"Yes, yes, the president really cares about us too much, and we have thought about everything that will happen decades later."

For a moment, both Ximei and Ximei looked at the middle-aged president with sad eyes.

The latter pretended not to notice, coughed lightly, and turned to say, "Master Hutao, since we have also booked this set meal, why don't you tell us the history of Xiangshengtang and Liyue?"

Hu Tao nodded in satisfaction, "This is a trivial matter, come on, a few travelers, come with me into the Hall of Death. But the ugly thing is first, I am the head of Hall of Death, and I only know about the history of Hall of Death , about Liyue, I may not be very clear."

"It's not bad...to know some of the history of the Hall of Rebirth first."

The middle-aged president laughed, and while Yu Kong followed Hu Nuo's pace, he took out a bag of Mora and put it on the shelf of the Pastoral Hall.

Hu Tao smiled even more happily, this is a big customer!You have to take good care of it!

She pushed open the door of Xiangshengtang and said with a smile, "Come on, travelers, while visiting our Xiangshengtang, I will tell you about the history of our Xiangshengtang."

Several people in the air walked into the Hall of Rebirth together, and what they met was a solid wood smell full of time.

They have already entered the lobby of the Hall of Rebirth.

The lobby of the Rebirth Hall is all made of wood. Apart from the entrance they came in, there are three exits in front, left and right.

And the hall was not filled with coffins as Kong and the others thought.

In this hall, there is only one black coffin placed in the center of the hall.

The coffin was huge, with a sense of ups and downs over the years, which made people think of the history of this coffin, just like this hall of death, with a history of thousands of years.

"Travellers, this coffin is Liyue's first coffin!"

Hu Tao at the side suddenly jumped up and landed on the coffin in the center of the lobby, patted the lid of the coffin and said with a smile, "This coffin was made by the founder of our Xiangsheng Hall, the first generation hall master himself. It is also the first coffin in the history of this Tivat continent, which has a very profound meaning!"

"Is this... so historic?"

The middle-aged president smiled awkwardly. He had seen the world's first cultivator before. The cultivator was no different from other cultivators, but because of the concept of "the world's first cultivator", It has the ability and power that other tillage machines cannot match.

But now, the coffin under the walnut's butt has the concept of "the first coffin in the world", and it is also the first coffin built by the mysterious founder of the Hall of Death. Who knows this coffin Are there any special effects.

You know, the world's first cultivating machine cut the abyss in two, and even spanked the abyss.

And this "world's first coffin", maybe... also has some extremely powerful abilities - for example, opening the coffin lid can lead to another world called death or something.

"Yes, and this coffin is not only of historical significance. This coffin is said to be connected to another world... Aww——"

Hu Tao's hands were claw-shaped, and suddenly he groaned, the middle-aged president turned purple in fright, and quickly but gracefully hid behind Kong with an adult's embarrassing posture.

After all, just now he was guessing whether the coffin was connected to another world called death.

Kong looked strange for a while, coughed lightly, and changed the subject, "In this case, how about Hall Master Walnut tell us about the origin of this coffin?"

"Okay! Have you seen the black butterfly imprint on the lid of this coffin?"

Walnut stepped aside, revealing the coffin lid pressed by her little butt.

Sure enough, at that position, a light black butterfly mark fluttered and shone vividly just because of the slanted sunlight.

And Hu Tao also showed a very serious expression at this moment.

"This black butterfly is a demon god about death. And this demon god has a very close relationship with our first hall master!"

Chapter 30 Zhongli: I think my split personality may be getting worse.

"Is the body of a person buried directly on the spot after death? Is it not even cremated? And most of the time, the body is just thrown away?"

When Lin Xiaoge learned about this from the village chief, her expression was astonished.

He originally thought that people in this era would know some common sense, but he didn't know if he didn't ask. Only after this question did he know that in this era... people's way of disposing of corpses is actually the easiest way to bury them on the spot.

Most of the time, the corpses are simply thrown aside and ignored.

But this seems to be a very helpless thing. In this era of war, death and injury are very normal things.

Not to mention that the medical technology of this era is very backward, and a series of negative things such as plague, miasma, and karma are eroding people's bodies all the time. Basically, a slightly serious injury can already say goodbye to the world.

A variety of external factors have caused people in this era not only to have this common sense defect, but also to be very powerless to change the status quo.

This is why Lin Xiaoge is called a genius doctor and is so respected.

"My lord genius doctor, I'm really sorry." The village head's face was very helpless, which was the helplessness of ignorance and knowing that he was powerless.

Lin Xiaoge frowned slightly. The corpses were buried without treatment, and even discarded at random. No wonder there is such a large-scale plague in this era.

But it's not that people don't want to deal with it properly, it's just because... in this era, it's probably much easier to die directly than to deal with your corpse.

But the consequences of this are also very serious. The corpse cannot be effectively disposed of and is directly discarded, which will lead to resentment after death, the formation of resentful spirits, and even the formation of corpses, and the appearance of undead called zombies.

And even if the corpse does not undergo a necromorphosis, it becomes a zombie-like undead.

Then the pathogens in the corpse will still spread to the ground after the rain, and continue to aggravate the plague.

Lin Xiaoge understood this very well, so... he was thinking about how to solve all this.

The first is the plague, which is not considered a serious disease. Lin Xiaoge has dealt with the plague that spread to this village more than once.

However, this has never been the most powerful aspect of the plague. The most powerful aspect of the plague is its extremely strong contagion and its ability to destroy human society.

Lin Xiaoge has been in this village for two months, and within [-] days, he has treated at least [-] patients infected with the plague.

And this happened because he had arranged some things in this village, so that the village was not affected by the plague at all.

Those twenty people just went out to gather medicine, trade, and mine. They didn't come into contact with many outsiders at all, and they were infected with the plague.

Under such circumstances, the contagiousness of this plague can be seen to be very strong.

This plague has covered the land.

The land that has not been infected by the plague is simply pitiful.

That's why those twenty people went out without any contact with other patients, but they were still infected with the plague.

This land has been infected by the plague.

Lin Xiaoge frowned slightly. No wonder the goal of the second stage is to heal this land. This land has been infected by the plague, and it is difficult for human beings to survive on this land.

"My lord doctor?"

Seeing Lin Xiaoge pondering, the village chief couldn't help calling out tentatively.

The latter frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Village chief, tell the carpenters in the village to bring the best wood in the village."