Three months later, Yang Xuan, who was in the sky, set his eyes on a place below the clouds.


    There is an acquaintance there.


    This is a small village far from the noise. When Yang Xuan landed quietly, he saw that Huangchi from Tianyi valley was busy.


    The location of this small village is very remote, and the nearest county is also dozens of miles away. Surrounded by mountains and winding paths, it has the artistic conception of a paradise.


    In such a fairyland on earth, it is now full of death and despair.


    Yang Xuan, who exercised his invisibility, was not afraid of being found and walked wantonly among the groaning villagers.


    The skin is festering and corrupt, and the dark blood flows out continuously along the festering place, sending out bursts of fishy smell. In severe cases, black bones can even be seen in the festering place.


    In the west of the village, dozens of corpses were stacked in a wasteland, which had not been buried.


    Huangchi is busy in such an environment, with sweat on his forehead and helplessness and despair in his eyes.


    With him, there were two men, like Huang Chi, whose eyes were filled with despair.


    Yang Xuan squatted gently beside a little girl without a complete skin, trying to send the wood aura into her body.


    The little girl''s eyebrows gradually stretched out. She felt a warm force flowing in her body, very comfortable.


    The power of life is against the sky. The fester on the little girl is slowly disappearing and growing new skin.


    But Yang Xuan frowned!


    Something''s wrong.


    The wooden aura he input into the little girl''s body has reached a relatively amazing level, which makes her recover from her injury.


    You know, the aura he sent into the little girl''s body has been hundreds of times that needed by a elixir.


    In other words, if you feed the little girl to eat huitiandan, you need 100 pills to achieve this effect.


    Yang Xuan stopped conveying. At the next moment, his eyebrows were more tight and wrinkled.


    Because when he stopped conveying Reiki, the place where new skin had grown on the little girl''s arm began to fester slowly.


    His mind had scanned the little girl''s body, but he didn''t find any toxins.


    "Elder martial brother, the water and food we brought have run out. If we don''t go, we will be buried here." at this time, a young man said to Huang Chi pale.


    Another older man echoed: "yes, elder martial brother, let''s go."


    Huang Chi frowned and his eyes were full of red blood. It could be seen that he was physically and mentally exhausted.


    "But we''re gone. What about these villagers?" Huang Chi''s voice was a little hoarse and scolded them angrily.


    "We can''t save them. We''ve tried our best in the past few days, but? We didn''t even save anyone." the young man who spoke before said with a trace of tears in his voice.


    Huang Chi was silent, his face became paler, and the sadness in his eyes became thicker.


    "What''s going on here?" Yang Xuan appeared behind the three of them.


    "Who?" Huang Chi''s three people were surprised and suddenly turned around, but saw a man in black standing behind them, with a little red in the middle of his eyebrows.


    "My surname is Bai, but people passing by!" Yang Xuan smiled and said.


    Huang Chi looked at Yang Xuan. From Yang Xuan, he felt a breath belonging to seven or eight layers of inner strength.


    This is the warrior breath deliberately simulated by Yang Xuan, which can be regarded as a simple application of his earth aura.


    Huang Chi breathed a sigh of relief, arched his hands to Yang Xuan and said, "it''s brother Bai. We are wandering doctors in the Jianghu. We passed by here not long ago, but we found that the villagers here had the disease of plague. That''s it, alas!"


    Yang Xuan said to Huang Chi, "what do you call it?"


    Huang Chi said, "my last name is Huang. These two are my junior brothers."


    The young man who spoke first said absently, "Liu Hao!"


    Another young man also said, "Mao Yuxuan."


    At this time, a villager who was lying on the side suddenly screamed. Huang Chi was surprised and ran over.


    But before he ran, the middle-aged villager''s cry had stopped abruptly.


    Huang Chi squatted beside the villager, looked at it, and then stood up.


    "Another one is dead!" his tone was sad and helpless.


    When Yang Xuan''s mind was swept away, which villager had stopped breathing, his internal organs festered in a wide range, and even his heart was rotten.


    As a disciple of Tianyi Valley, Huang Chi was helpless in the face of illness. Yang Xuan could understand the feeling of powerlessness.


    "Elder martial brother, let''s go." the young man named Liu Hao spoke again, and there was even a little fear in his voice.


    "Go? How to go? Let them live and die?" Huang Chi said to Liu Hao, also like saying to himself.


    "We can go back to find the master. He must have a way." Mao Yuxuan interrupted.


    "When I find the master and return here, I''m afraid they have turned into white bones." Huang Chi sighed.


    Yang Xuan suddenly asked, "is this disease or poison?"


    Huangchi said, "it''s a disease, a disease in the water source."


    Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on the well in the middle of the village. The well looked very old. The mottled green bricks were scattered and overlapped, full of traces of years. It seemed that it had a history of hundreds of years.


    Yang Xuan walked over and reached for the bucket.


    "Don''t move!" Liu Hao was startled and shouted.


    Then he ran over and handed a pair of gloves to Yang Xuan.


    "Wear this, if you don''t want to die!" Liu Haosheng said.


    Yang Xuan touched the glove, but he didn''t know what material it was made of. It was soft and elastic.


    After wearing gloves, Yang Xuan drew a bucket of water from the well.


    It''s clear and transparent. It doesn''t look any different.


    But Yang Xuan''s face changed. From the well water, he "saw" something different.


    Those are living and crawling insects, which are extremely subtle and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.


    Bacteria?


    This word came out of Yang Xuan''s mind.


    Is this the culprit?


    His mind was as like as two peas in the next village. This time he saw clearly that there was a lot of tiny worms in the village, and they could not bite the villagers'' body.


    Yang Xuan''s mind went down the well water. Soon after, he "saw" it.


    Under this old well, there is a quiet underground river, and the original clear and transparent underground river is full of a large number of small insects.


    Yang Xuan''s mind continued to spread along the river, and then his face changed.


    After a long distance, the underground river flows into a bright River, and at the lower reaches of the river, it is a huge city.


    A huge city with a population of one million.