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Chapter 1237 is dead

The leader of the officers and soldiers saw the special mark on the token and was secretly shocked.

I thought the big guy in front of me was just an ordinary villager.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Luo Fengtang, the famous young general who killed the Black Lotus Sect and the Nanmanzi in the south?

"I promise you as the owner of this token, two days, only two days."

"After two days, if the situation does not improve significantly, I will not stop you from doing what you want to do with these villagers!" Luo Fengtang said solemnly.

"But within these two days, whoever dares to act rashly will be dead!"

The burning of Yujia Village was suppressed by Luo Fengtang for the time being.

"Qing'er, what happens next is up to you. All the burden now falls on your shoulders!"

Mu Zichuan came to Yang Ruoqing and said in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the expectant eyes of Yu Dafu and the others, and nodded vigorously.

"If you don't succeed, you'll be successful. Let's fight!" she said.

Luo Fengtang dismissed the officers and soldiers and returned to Yang Ruoqing.

He raised his hand and pressed Yang Ruoqing's shoulder: "It's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen. Qing'er, don't put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best!"

He said, "If it still doesn't work after two days, I'll just come back to buy time. Just concentrate on getting the medicine and don't worry about anything else!"

Hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Yang Ruoqing bit her lip.

This burden was not carried by her alone, but by him and her together.

What he said was light and airy, but the weight he had to bear later...

"Two days is enough." She also forced a smile towards him.

"Don't worry, your wife and I will not let you down!" she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Mu Zichuan saw all this in front of his eyes, and suddenly he realized the crux of why he was always inferior to Luo Fengtang.

A trace of sadness quietly slipped through his heart.

Yang Ruoqing had no intention of paying attention to Mu Zichuan's subtle thoughts. She quickly ran towards Yang Huazhong over there.

"Dad, Mr. Ga, Fourth Uncle, why are you here?"

she asked everyone in surprise.

Yang Huazhong stood up. The man threw away the hoe in his hand, held Yang Ruoqing's shoulders with both hands, and looked her up and down, left and right.

"Qing'er, are you okay? There's nothing on your body..."

"Dad, don't worry, I have the blessing of Bodhisattva, I'm fine!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huazhong nodded: "That's good, that's good!"

"Your mother cries every night at home because she doesn't trust you!" he said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's nose also became sore.

But this is not the time for children to grow in love and to be sad about spring and autumn.

"Dad, you haven't said you are here yet?" she asked again.

Yang Huazhong said: "Hey, didn't I hear Zichuan say that the superiors were going to wipe out the entire Yujia Village? We were in a hurry and came over quickly."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, it was exactly as she guessed.

"Qing'er, I just heard Tang Yazi say two days, two days, what do you mean?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

Yang Huaming and the others were also confused.

Luo Fengtang came over and told everyone about Yang Ruoqing's search for the prescription.

"What? Yongjin's illness has been cured?"

Yang Huazhong couldn't believe it.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming and Lao Yang looked at each other and became excited.

"Great, great!" they said.

"Uncle didn't come?"

Yang Ruoqing glanced around the crowd and didn't see Yang Huaan.

The smile on Lao Yangtou's face froze, and he said bitterly: "Don't mention him, he is cold-blooded, selfish, and not like a father!"

At this time, Yang Hualin squeezed in from behind the crowd: "Qing'er, how is your second mother doing? When can you go back to Changping Village?"

Hearing this question, Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"Second mother has been freed," she said.

"Ah?" Yang Hualin was stunned for a moment, unable to remember what he meant.

"The day after I came, she left," she added.

"You mean, she, she...is dead?"

Yang Hualin opened his eyes wide and asked in a trembling voice.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Among the people sent from our village, the only one left is the second brother..."

Yang Hualin's legs felt weak and immediately collapsed.

Among the crowd, relatives of Aunt Li, Uncle Jin Fu and others also came.

When I heard the sad news, I cried immediately.

Yang Ruoqing turned sideways and couldn't bear to look.

Luo Fengtang came over, comforted Yang Huazhong and others, and persuaded them to go back.

First of all, this is a severely affected area, and it is not good for them to stay here for a long time.

Secondly, he and Qing'er didn't have time to delay, they had to rush back to treat illnesses and save people.

Finally they were persuaded to go back, and Yang Ruoqing and the others returned to Yujia Village with Yu Dafu and the others.

The dozen or so uninfected villagers in Yujia Village looked at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing as if they were looking at living Bodhisattvas.

"Brother Luo, Miss Qing'er, you are the great benefactors of our Yujia Village!"

"If it weren't for your efforts, we would all be burned to death right now."

"We kowtow to you!"

Everyone knelt down, and Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing quickly pulled them up.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Now is not the time to talk about this. The top priority is for us to work together to save everyone!"

"Yes, Qing'er is right!" Yu Dafu was the first to respond.

"Qing'er, just tell me what to do, and we will listen to you!"



So, in the next two days, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang led Yu Dafu and others to take action together.

Everyone worked together to take care of every sick person in the village, day and night.

At this time, everyone has forgotten whether they will be infected.

What remains in their hearts is a common belief.

We are all grasshoppers on the same rope, living together and dying together.

Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, many infected villagers gradually came to the village and all recovered.

Those whose condition was mild to begin with, or whose health was relatively strong, have begun to eat gruel and the like.

Yang Yongjin was able to sit up and relieve himself.

When everyone saw this situation, they were extremely excited!

"Tomorrow is the last day of the two-day period. Our village has hope and will not be massacred!"

At night, when everyone gathered together, Yu Dafu said excitedly.

Others were in the same mood, but still a little uneasy.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The facts are before our eyes, there is no reason for the officers and soldiers to massacre us!"

Luo Fengtang nodded and stood up: "Don't panic, everyone, let's speak with the facts. As long as I, Luo Fengtang, am here, I won't let anyone massacre our villagers!"



The next day, early in the morning, not only the leader of the army and soldiers came with their troops, but also a local official who conveyed the order to massacre the village.
Chapter completed!
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