After going back, Xun Yi directly entered the Thai B realm. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Thai B world is expanding and evolving all the time. Absorbing the starlight of the Tempestrians and the origin of the Taimeng Heaven, the Taiyi Realm is constantly moving in the direction of Xun Yi's rehearsal.

Those disabled beggars were rescued by Xun Yi and are currently being taken care of by the flower fairies in the Thai Yi world.

"Now that they are young, there is still the possibility of teaching. Xun Yi stretched out his hand, and a pu leaf flew on the ground, and he blew out, and a drop of crystal nectar appeared on the leaf.

He casually pointed to a few flower fairies: "A few of you went over to heal their wounds, and temporarily let them read and write in the Thai Yi world." ”

These nectars are exerted by Xun Yi with the magic power of shaping the body and hematopoiesis, as long as you drink the nectar, you can flesh and bones, and give birth to limbs.

Ordered to go down, Xun Yi sat down under the merit tree. The red glow around him surged, he held the book of Hongsheng in his hand, and used his heavenly power to check Zimo's information.

"Zimo, the Great Priest God. In the midst of the epidemic, an accident occurred, and God fell into the wrong way. "Regarding Zimo's news, the Book of Heavenly Court Hongsheng is unknown. Half of the information was sealed, and the other half of the information can only be seen in Zimo's early years.

The situation of this great priest is similar to Xun Yi, he is also from a powerful family, and then he was crowned a god by chance. Walk outside as a man and a god, and do good deeds and accumulate virtues. However, he prefers Wendao and likes to travel in the mountains and rivers. While taking care of his own temple, he travels outside every day.

Helping other gods to slay demons and eliminate demons, or helping good people to accumulate virtue and do good, can be said to be nothing wrong at all.

"It seems that he is indeed a good god of good character. Xun Yi looked puzzled: "This kind of god, how can there be such extreme words now?"

Thinking about it, Xun Yi was at a loss, so he could only put his mind down temporarily.

It was night, when Xun Yi was sleeping, the magic fruit on the merit tree that symbolized "dreaming of a thousand autumns" automatically glowed, and the yellow light swept away Xun Yi's soul and threw it into a dream......

When he opened his eyes, Xun Yi saw that he was in an antique house.

"Where is this?" The surroundings were blurry, and the fog was rising, and every time he tried to change his perspective, he felt a wave of resistance. Moreover, it is as if they are acting outside of their control.

"Is this-possessed?" After all, Xun Yi Chengtian and Sun Jian were mixed up, and the two often changed bodies, so he was very familiar with the current state.

This is clearly one's own possession of others, seeing the world through the eyes of another person.

The man got up and walked out of the house, and immediately there was a pungent smell of smoke outside. Xun Yi subconsciously wanted to cover his nose, but the man was motionless, and the corresponding senses were reflected on Xun Yi from him, making Xun Yi immersive and empathetic.

"Is anyone dead again?" the man muttered to himself, striding out of the courtyard to see a group of men wearing masks carrying several corpses away. A fire burned in the distance, and firewood was built into a wooden pool, into which many corpses were thrown for cremation.

"Is it a plague?" Xun Yi looked at the situation around him and understood in his heart. Such measures were taken to prevent the spread of the plague.

It's just that...... When Xun Yi followed the man to the wooden pool, he saw a shadow in the pool. The man stood by the water and shook for a moment, and Xun Yi saw a pale face.

"Zimo?" Although he was in a haggard spirit, he was exactly the same as the Si Ming God he had just seen!

Zimo walked to the wooden pond and watched as the corpses were thrown into the wooden pool, engulfed by the flames attached to the firewood.

Zimo felt a pain in his heart, lamenting the fate of these villagers, Xun Yi and Zimo shared the feeling, and they could sense Zimo's emotions. I thought of the record in the Book of Heavenly Court Hongsheng: "Zimo, the great priest ordered the god, there was an accident in the epidemic, and the god fell. ”

"Is this the plague?"

Suddenly, Zimo's body moved. He saw a corpse carried into the fire suddenly move, and immediately stepped forward to stop it.

"Wait, this man isn't dead yet!" he stepped forward to save someone, only to be stopped by the others.

At this time, there was a sudden cry in the flames, and a figure was vaguely seen rolling in the flames.

Looking at the faces of the people around him, Zimo felt a chill in his heart, and scolded angrily: "You are actually burning people?" It's just a sick patient, who hasn't really died yet, and there is obviously a possibility of being saved.

Zimo's gaze swept over everyone present, and several men in charge looked indifferent.

The last old man spoke: "Young Master Mo, there is no way to save this epidemic, as long as you are sick, you will die." Therefore, it is better to eradicate the aftermath from the beginning as early as possible. After a pause, the old man seemed to comfort himself: "We are also thinking about them, so that they do not live in pain." ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid they don't think so!" Zimo heard the cry coming from inside, gritted his teeth, pushed everyone away and rushed into the sea of fire.

The fire immediately came up, and at this moment, Zimo's body was mortal, and he was really risking his own death to save people. Xun Yi subconsciously wanted to cover his arm, he could feel Zimo's pain. Zimo was burned by the flames, and bursts of stinging pain were transmitted to him, and his skin was also burned by the flames.

In the end, Zimo rescued a boy from the fire.

The boy was scorched all over his body and his breath was weakening. Even the ribbon ink left traces of burns on his body. He hurriedly rescued the people, but the people around him refused to give up, and the two sides had another argument.

"As long as you live, there is hope, and who says you can't find a cure? I and the village doctor are working on the disease. In a few days, there may be a solution!" Finally, he persuaded the group to carry the boy back to the house. tried his best to suppress the injury, and finally let the boy survive.

Although Zimo is a god of destiny, he has no partner, and he has not used the magic of resurrection and healing. In this respect, he is no different from ordinary people.

In the next few days, he took care of the boy carefully, Xun Yi watched from the sidelines, and his heart became colder and colder. According to Xun Yi's ingenuity, he had already vaguely thought of what would happen next. He wanted to reach out to stop Zimo, but in this dream he was just a bystander. Like an undead wandering in time and space, you can only look at Zimo's memories back then. can only watch Zimo's actions. can only watch Zimo step by step towards his fateful ending.

Although the boy survived, the disease in his body became more and more serious. Zimo walked in the village, and more than half of the entire village had died. Panic spreads through the village, which is surrounded by a thick fog of death.

Although Zimo is the Great Priest and the god of death, he doesn't like this atmosphere. He is a god of good fortune, a being who brings well-being to all beings, not a plague god or a ghost. He had gone to the relevant gods, but this matter was not caused by the plague gods, nor was it the curse of the ghosts and gods, it was completely a mortal matter. In the era of divine departure, too much interference of gods in mortal affairs is easy to cause various accidents. Even if the gods save people, they will be accused of interfering in the humanitarian process, and they will end up in the middle of nothing.

The plague god was unwilling to save people, and even asked Zimo not to use his magical powers when saving people.

The plague god hinted at Zimo: "Humane things, humane solutions, everything always has a source, as long as you find the source, you can solve it." Therefore, Zimo can only look for a solution to the epidemic as a mortal.

Eventually, the doctor in the village also fell ill, and his body was covered with poisonous sores, and only Zimo remained healthy.

As the sun sets, Sunset casts through the window, and Zimo sits in the room taking care of the doctor and the boy. He pondered: "Is it because I am too close to the patient, but Dr. Zhang is sick, why am I okay?" While taking care of the village doctor, he suddenly began to examine himself.

Looking through the mirror, I saw that I was unharmed. Although Zimo was haggard and disheveled, he was not sick.

"Because I have divine power to protect my body?" So, Zimo secretly squeezed out his own blood and mixed it with medicinal juice to feed the doctor and the boy.

Sure enough, his blood did have some resistance to the epidemic because of his divine power. The doctor and the boy's condition gradually stabilized.

Three days later, the boy was the first to get better because of his young age. At one point, when Zimo went out to fetch water. The boy was concerned about the whole village, so he went out to visit. As a result, I saw a mess outside, and ran home in shock. He saw that all his relatives in the family were sick, so he hurriedly went to find his mother. When his family saw that he had suddenly recovered from his serious illness, they asked the reason in confusion. At this time, the spearhead was completely pointed at Zimo. (To be continued.) )