Xuanxia

Chapter 586 Dirty Stone Disease

Fu Qingzhou frowned, put away his bow, and whispered, "This place is hundreds of miles away from Qingxu Mountain. How could a big black bear suddenly appear?"

"He's sick too."

Ning Wushu said softly: "It hurts so much, but the beast is stupid and doesn't know why it hurts, so it ran all the way here by mistake."

Fu Qingzhou shook his head.

He looked at the old man who was nearly killed by the black bear and said softly, "That should be the Divine Doctor Liang that Sect Leader He mentioned?"

"Just go and ask and you'll know." Ning Wu Shu smiled and flew away.

Fu Qingzhou put away his bow and followed closely behind.

It has been nearly a month since they left Beijing.

But although it was a gift of sword... Fu Qingzhou was not in a hurry to find those prospective sword masters.

After the Sword of Righteousness was given to Yan Yidong, there were still three swords left: Benevolence, Courtesy and Wisdom.

Among them, the sword of benevolence was given to Yuan Zizhen, a member of the Yuan family. He was the governor of Fuhe Province, which was located in the Central Plains and adjacent to Wanbao Province.

The ceremonial sword should be presented to the King of Xishuo. Xishuo is even farther away, almost reaching Western Xinjiang.

The Sword of Wisdom should be presented to Qianfang Baixiao Tower... This is a puzzling matter. No one knows where Qianfang Baixiao Tower is. Fu Qingzhou can only think of finding an opportunity to contact Zhao Hao.

It just so happens that Li Jian is sending his father off and Zhi Jian is sending his master off, so it will be much more convenient to contact him later.

Therefore, Fu Qingzhou was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he walked slowly all the way. Whenever he saw a well-known sect, he would go in to pay his respects. Then... he would send out an invitation on behalf of Hua Wuying and invite people to participate in the Xuanmeng Ceremony.

Ning Wushu was not in a hurry. This mission was mainly led by Fu Qingzhou, so she followed him leisurely.

After arriving near Anyue City in Wanbao Province, Fu Qingzhou visited the Xuanming Sword Sect.

This is a sword sect composed entirely of women. In fact, it was a branch of the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple many years ago. He had also dealt with the Xuanming Sword Sect at the Qianlong Hundred Heroes Conference before.

At that time, a young female disciple from the sword sect…what was her name? She was flirting with Yang Liuqing from the Changqing Escort Agency.

But after entering the Xuanming Sword Sect, Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu were shocked to find that many people were sick.

Weird "shells" grew on their bodies and they felt severe pain in their bodies. Although they could use their internal energy to resist, they were unable to completely stop the spread of these "shells".

Even the leader of Xuanming Sword Sect, He Yong, was also hit.

Fortunately, she was a top martial arts expert, and through her seclusion and practice of martial arts, she was able to at least control the disease and prevent it from spreading.

After some investigation, Fu Qingzhou and his friends realized that an epidemic had broken out in the surrounding area recently and many people had died from the disease!
Well...of course I have to help.

Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu do not know medical skills, but they have resources and connections. If they can help prevent the spread of a major epidemic, they will naturally take action.

Therefore, following the advice of Master He, they began to look for Liang Guangchang, or Doctor Liang, who had the most advanced medical skills and the best knowledge about epidemics.

However, when they arrived at the clinic early this morning, they learned that Doctor Liang had already left for Tianshou Village, so they chased him all the way and finally shot the big black bear to death with an arrow before it could attack, thus saving Doctor Liang.

"I see……"

Liang Guangchang touched his newly reconnected shoulder and sighed, "I went to Xuanming Sword Sect half a month ago and prescribed medicine for those girls. Did their... Zangshi disease relapse again?"

Fu Qingzhou did not hide the purpose of his visit, nor did he need to hide it.

Of course, there was no need for him to say too much. He only said that he and Ning Wushu were from the capital, had official backgrounds, and came to find the Xuanming Sword Sect, and then discovered the epidemic.

"Dirty Stone Disease..."

Ning Wushu frowned and asked, "Dr. Liang, have you heard of this disease before?"

"No." Liang Guangchang smiled bitterly and said, "I gave this disease its name myself."

Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "A new epidemic?"

"Anyway, with my decades of medical experience, this is unheard of." Liang Guangchang pondered for a moment, and added: "There is no record of this in the medical books I have seen."

As he spoke, a pot of medicinal soup was ready. He quickly stood up and called his apprentice to distribute the medicine to the villagers.

Although the black bear causing chaos in the village for a while, the village returned to peace after the black bear was shot and killed.

Liang Guangchang did not blame the villagers who stole his horse or the petty official who abandoned him... As a doctor, he knew too well how fearful people would be when faced with life and death.

He just calmly returned to work. Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu looked at each other, both with some worry in their eyes.

"The population of Chang'an Beach is dense, trade is frequent, and there are many carriages and horses leading to various places in Dayan."

Ning Wushu frowned and said, "It has only been a month since the outbreak, and there are not many people infected yet, but as time goes by, the entire Dayan will... be infected with this disease."

"good."

Fu Qingzhou nodded, but his tone was full of helplessness: "But we don't know any medical skills, so we can only ask Doctor Liang to write down his research on Zangshi disease, and then we will find a way to send it back to the capital and ask the imperial doctors in the palace to study it."

Ning Wushu smiled and said, "Don't forget, your sect has countless books and texts, and there may be relevant records."

"That's right." Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Then let's trouble that old fellow Qingsongzi. He has nothing to do anyway, staying in the mountains all day long."

"He's idle, but you can't be idle."

Ning Wushu said calmly: "Since you are here, please help."

After saying this, she picked up a pot of cooked medicine and followed Liang Guangchang's apprentice towards the crowd in the village.

This treatment lasted until the night.

Although everyone suffers from the same disease, some patients are already in poor health... According to Liang Guangchang, if they take the medicine soup directly, it may cause other damage to the body, and the formula of the medicine soup must be appropriately adjusted.

Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu didn't understand these things and could only help with some heavy work.

After a day, Fu Qingzhou was quite shocked.

Many seriously ill villagers were carried out. They had pale faces, dull eyes, and the "dirty stones" on their skin were like hard armor, tightly wrapping them.

The sick children had long since lost the strength to cry and could only huddle in fear behind their parents. Their frail bodies looked especially thin under their thick cotton-padded jackets. The fear and confusion in their eyes made Fu Qingzhou unable to bear to look at them.

Chang'an Beach is a rich place. Tianshou Village was named "Tianshou" because it has many fertile fields and its villagers are long-lived. But now, their lives have been disrupted by this sudden disaster. The village that should have been full of vitality has now become depressed and deserted, with only the painful groans of patients heard one after another.

At night, most of the villagers who had received treatment had returned to their homes. Liang Guangchang, who had been busy all day, retreated back to the carriage and took a short rest, leaving his apprentices to deal with the remaining patients whose illnesses were not too serious.

"It turns out that seeing patients is such a tiring job."

Fu Qingzhou sighed as he looked at the sweat on the foreheads and backs of the disciples in the clinic.

It was a very cold day, but they were busy and sweating all over. This is a clear example.

"Qing Zhou."

Just then, Ning Wushu's voice came from not far away.

Fu Qingzhou looked in the direction of the voice: "What's wrong? Do you need help?"

"No..." Ning Wushu's eyes were filled with solemnity: "Come here for a moment."

After saying that, she turned around and went into a corner.

Fu Qingzhou was slightly startled, but still followed.

After turning the corner, he saw Ning Wushu leaning against the wall of a villager's brick house. He made a silent gesture with his finger and said softly, "Listen carefully."

Fu Qingzhou didn't understand what was going on, but he still calmed down and pricked up his ears.

In an instant, almost every corner and every change in this small village fell into his ears.

Suppressed crying, heavy breathing, painful groans... mixed in with the villagers' whispered voices.

But soon, he caught something wrong among the countless whispers.

In a small house not far away, someone was praying and chanting.

It is normal to pray and recite scriptures when you are sick.

But the sutra that was being recited... made Fu Qingzhou extremely familiar!

"Flesh and blood, the basis of reincarnation, replacement of a hundred lives, endless suffering. However, a hundred disasters are difficult to become a Buddha, without self and without form..."

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank, and he blurted out in astonishment: "A Hundred Evils?!"

(End of this chapter)