Of course, Zimo couldn't come up with any way to save people, according to the prescription he and the village doctor studied, there was no way to cure the disease, and the medicine was almost gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is no way to save people, it is difficult to block Youyou's mouth, and naturally some people suspect that he is secretly hiding his secrets. Some even suspect that he brought the plague with him. Otherwise, why was he the only foreigner who didn't get sick? In addition, someone saw Zimo secretly walking near the well, which added to the suspicion.

Inside, dim candles illuminate the darkness. Xun Yi sat silently on the ground, he felt Zimo's excited emotions and a sense of weakness in his body. Zimo secretly mixed his own blood into the well, hoping to use this method to help the villagers alleviate their condition. I don't know if it's because the drug is too weak, or if it's difficult to really treat the symptoms. In short, it didn't work, and people pointed the finger at him.

Zimo argued with several older people, and finally broke up. Just when Zimo wanted to leave, someone suddenly knocked him unconscious with a hammer from behind. Zimo is mortal, and these days he is constantly using blood to save people, and he consumes too much, and he has no strength to resist at all.

So at night, he was caught by the villagers in the square, and torches rose around him, tying him to a wooden shelf. Looking at these villagers who caught themselves, all kinds of complicated thoughts filled Zimo's heart.

"It's finally come to this. Xun Yi vaguely guessed Zimo's fate a few days ago, but being there is another matter.

No matter how Zimo defended himself, it was difficult to let these villagers go. And the old man in the village proposed a possibility, which forced Zimo to a dead end. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "what you eat makes up for what you eat". If Zimo is not sick, then is there something in him to restrain the plague? So, can eating his flesh be cured?

Now on the verge of life and death, not many people care about morality and etiquette. Regardless of whether Zimo released the plague or not, but his flesh and blood had the potential to solve the plague, then everyone would not let go of this opportunity.

A pair of greedy eyes looked at Zimo. Zimo's face calmed down: "The reason why people are human is because they have a conscience and know morality. Now that you are doing it to me, don't you worry about retribution in the future? Are you worthy of your conscience?"

In the end, Zimo is a foreigner, and he is also a nobleman, so he can't be killed easily.

"What are you afraid of, when you turn around, you will say that he has a plague, and if you burn the corpse, it is useless for others to look for it again!"

This approach is no different from Ling Chi. Even ordinary wicked people are not qualified to taste this cruel punishment.

Xun Yi looked shocked and angry, and watched the butcher step forward and start cutting the meat with skillful skills.

Zimo gritted his teeth and insisted, not making any sound at first, watching his flesh being sliced and then eaten raw by those crazy villagers. Of course, some people are not used to eating raw meat, so they roast it on a torch and swallow it hastily. They were hoping that eating Zimo's flesh would survive the plague.

After a while, Zimo's consciousness gradually blurred, and he was drowsy several times after blood loss. And Xun Yi endured the same pain, and almost didn't hold on.

Eventually, the two were awakened by a commotion. The boy who was originally saved by Zimo Si came over wrapped in gauze, and the people around him kept blocking him, but he still ran to Zimo's side.

Seeing the boy wrapped in gauze coming to his side, Zimo felt a little warmth in his heart, and Xun Yi's pale face also squeezed out a little smile. At least Zimo saved the next person in this operation, an innocent child-

The boy held a knife and stuck it directly into Zimo's heart.

The child looked at Zimo with a mixture of cowardice, greed, and entanglement. Zimo opened his mouth and was about to say something, when suddenly the child pounced on him, bit Zimo fiercely on the neck, and tore off a piece of meat from his neck.

"Ahh Then, Xun Yi felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the memory of being gouged out resurfaced in his mind.

Heart, this is Xun Yi's taboo. Once again, he watched others pull their hearts out of "his" heart. Looking at the boy with cold eyes, if it wasn't a dream, if this wasn't Zimo's memory, Xun Yi in anger would have done it a long time ago.

"Big brother, don't blame me. The boy smiled with delight, pure and free of impurities. He smiled and took out Zimo's heart: "I want to treat my family, so can I ask my eldest brother to die?" The boy's quiet gaze made Xun Yi and Zimo chill.

Then the boy said to the people around him, "I found this man first, I'm going to take the lion, I'm going to use his heart to save my family." The people around him did not stop him, but pounced on him more quickly, cutting flesh and bleeding from Zimo's body, for fear that he would be one step behind others.

Eventually, only one skeleton remained on the wooden shelf. The others fought with each other because of the uneven distribution of profits, and several people were seriously injured under the gaze of the white bones.

The evil of human nature is exposed.

The sky was overcast, and soon it was pouring rain. The raindrops hit the white bones, and Xun Yi still felt something. Although Zimo was cut and his heart was cut, his soul and resentment were entangled in the white bones, and his consciousness stared indifferently in front of him. The rain washed away the blood, extinguished the torches, buried the evil in the night, and everything was calm again.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the white bones are exposed to the sun, but the people around them seem to deliberately forget, ignoring the existence of the white bones. During this period, under the exposure to the sun, the soul seemed to be tormented in the flames, several times drowsy and woke up several times, struggling under the sun, the soul was dissipating little by little.

After a few days, Zimo Si's divine soul was also in a state of being scattered. Because Xun Yi was bound to his consciousness, he felt empathy for that situation, and when he was dying, he almost lost his consciousness completely. Fear, dazedness, regret, anger...... All kinds of emotions are surging in the atrium.

With the sunset, the white bones moved with difficulty. According to Zimo's current situation, tomorrow morning will be the moment when his consciousness will completely disappear.

But at this moment, a man came.

A young man dressed in pale yellow came to the village. He didn't look at the corpses around him, and walked straight to the wooden frame. Reaching out to touch the skeleton, the young man's face was left with tears.

"Another compatriot died because of the malice of the creatures. As his hand touched, two ghost fires suddenly appeared in the skeleton's eye sockets, and Xun Yi could sense that Zimo's spirit was slowly recovering. This man used his divine power to help Zimo stabilize his soul. And the man's countenance ......

"Hall Master!" Xun Yi thought of a person's voice in his mind. (To be continued.) )