Banished to Another World

Chapter 450: Myths are formed like this

The heavy rain stopped in the afternoon.

When the rain stopped, the temperature immediately rose, and the steaming moisture stuck to people, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Such temperature and humidity...

Yan Mo is ready to see a large number of dead people.

At the same time, the pressure in the Wuqian City’ Lord Mansion was extremely low, and no one had a smile on their faces.

MoGan and the team he took were missing.

Waiting until the evening, the Wuqian City, who had never been able to get back any news, was upset, regardless of the night, and he sent new people to find Mo Gan, and no one realized that the disease had begun to prevail in the city.

After one night, many people in the lower city have been infected, but they still have not receiving attention.

The next morning, the second batch of people sent by the city’s lord to the eastern village still did not return. This time the temple could not sit still. Mo-Jie personally ordered the loyal guard to go to the temple with the temple servant.

The next night, Mo-Jie saw the guard and the temple servant not only had no news, but even a city enforcer did not return, and could no longer wait, and immediately went to the city’s Lord mansion to discuss with the city’s lord.

When the two top managers of the Wuqian City were talking, La-Han, the head of the Lower City Warriors, asked to speak to them.

"City’s lord, Great witch, the lower city has had an accident!"

What are Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan doing at this time?

They separated again. Yuan Zhan was responsible for cleaning up the Wuqian City warriors who came to arrest and kill people. Yan Mo led the way to the surrounding area under the lead of Hou Nu and others.

In the village of Wadi, Yan Mo selected 20 men and women to form a rescue team. Taking them along and conducting practical operations as an a teaching example, he told them the most obvious key points to prevent and treat the disease, and taught them how to care for and treat cholera patients.

With these twenty people, every time the Wadi village witch Hou Nu and the leaders of the villages first talked together. Then the 20 people started their work in the initial prevention and control of the disease, and even the healthypeople were brought the new village temple, Yan Mo was responsible for treating the seriously ill patients and at the same time separately make the drugs.

Every time Yan Mo goes to the next village, he will leave two villagers in the village, and bring two men and women from the new village, he is always keeping 20 people.

In this way, each village in had people who do clean up after treatment, by this the epidemic in the eastern village was controlled.

The disease of cholera sounded terrible. If there is no treatment, there is still a 50% mortality rate, but once it is effectively treated, it is not difficult to full recover

Although the administration time was short, the patients did not heal immediately, but when they saw Yan Mo and his medical team, the village survivors who had been abandoned by the Wuqian City had hope.

Yan Mo did not specifically preach his sacred identity, nor did he need to preach it. The villagers of the Wadi village were proud of the God sent messenger had descended in their village first. Even if the village witch had warned them not to expose the identity of Yan Mo, they would still be more or less of it, and they will be specifically tell the others that there is more than one god in this world. Pan’a Gods are only the only gods who shelters the Horn-people, but there is also has the ancestor God Pangu and his gods, the ancestor god Pangu which is the source of all life.

The Hornless people, who may have been suppressed for a long time, have long been dissatisfied with the Pan’a god who seems to be only blessing the Horn-people. At this time, there is still an ancestor god who is more powerful on their side.

Others said on the spot: "I tell you how can there may be only one god in this world. They have the Horn-people god, and we, the Hornless people, must have a God."

"Yes, why should our ancestors die only to continue to be the Horn-people slaves when they die, or only go to the Demon-Abyss? We should also have places where we go after death. Brother, don’t you think its right?"

If the people in the Wadi village cannot understand these problems, they will dare to ask Yan Mo, such as Hou Shi.

Yan Mo casually told him the genealogy of the gods that was widely rumored in the eastern continent.

After listening to this set of demons and genealogy, Hou Shi only feels that the realm is different. Then the world suddenly felt a sense of “I am so awake”.

Others listened to Hou Shi\'s retelling, and felt that the piece that had been missing in the soul before was like being supplemented and awakened, especially the village witches in each village. They believe in the spirit of their ancestors, but because of the suppression of the Horn-people, they always thought that the Hornless people should be lower than the Horn-people, and the gods always bless the Horn-people before they turn to the Hornless people.

Can this be true? They suspect that they are not willing to make do with it, but they can\'t find any evidence and signs to prove that the Horn-people are wrong.

Now that the God sent messenger has appeared, he told them personally that they are not the poor worms without any original roots, nor are they the natural slaves as told by the Horn-people, nor are they lower than the Horn-people. They and the Horn-people are equal in the eyes of the ancestors’ gods.

"The world has its ancestor God, and then the ancestor God created the world with their own bodies, and gave birth to the Father God and the Mother God. The Father God is the Sun, the Mother God is the Moon, and one is in charge of the day, one is in charge of the night. The Father God and the Mother God combined to spawn other gods..."

"When we die, we will go back to the arms of the Mother God, where we will be re-evaluated if we are good enough and come back to life. When we die there, we will go to other worlds..."

"The heavenly way is the will of the ancestors, the rule of the Father God rules the judgments, and the Mother God is responsible for reincarnation of life."

Yan Mo thought he was curing diseases, but he didn\'t know that what he brought was actually the most terrible weapon with better efficacy and terrible power: FAITH.

People who know the past, just like trees have roots, they will not be easily swayed anywhere they go, because they know where their roots are and what they are.

The Hornless people who know their origins—they know that they are also children of God, and they gradually start to stand up with their own faces held high. This is like the difference between a child of a civilian and a child of a slave. They are obviously the same person. The mentality of the self is completely different.

One day and two days later, this Gods family tree radiated to the surrounding village of the Hornless people at a faster rate than the epidemic, and the more it spread, the more it spread, the more God spread the name of Mo.

At first, this new demon family tree may not have an immediate effect, but the fire has been lit.

Later, these the Hornless people even thought: The Horn-people have their gods, why can\'t they have a God who belongs to them alone?

The Hornless people with such an idea looked at Yan Mo\'s gaze day by day.

This is the god messenger, the god personally assigned him to help us the Hornless people, although his power is suppressed, but he and his god warrior can directly meet the ancestors Gods, and those are strange because they don’t need to use the special ability of bone objects, if they are not gods so what are they?

Yan Mo also noticed the changes in the attitude of the Wadi villagers to this village. Because of this, his work was much better. After running for a few days, he didn’t even need to persuade the villagers. Some villages got the news and even greeted them on the road early.

But occasionally this excessive reverence will bring him a little trouble, just like now.

This is the fourth morning of their return to the eastern village. Yan Mo took the medical team from the last village with the medical team, until the sun rose to the top of the head and rushed to the village called Baishan.

Yan Mo took over the jug from the village witch and respectfully held it. When he saw the raw water, he did not drink it and he put it aside.

The old man who the village witch saw him put down the water jug, his eyes were red and he felt a little fear and a little wronged: “Da-Ren, this is clean water, I personally brought it from the spring from the top of the mountain."

Yan Mo was helpless. "No matter how clean the water is, it is better to boil and drink during the disease time."

The old village witch bowed and slammed his forehead and pleaded his innocence to him.

Yan Mo is afraid of the man losing his life. He went to personally help the old village witch. "Old man, don\'t do this. I know that you are kind, but I can drink this water, and let others burn until boiling before they bring it."

Yan Mo used his strength to help the old man, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, simply lifted the jug next to him, and he snorted and sipped a few mouthfuls.

The spring water is very sweet.

"Good water!" Yan Mo praised it.

“Da-Ren!” The witch eyes brightened, the old village witch eyes looked tearful and pure. It turned out that Da-Ren didn\'t dislike him. He remembered that he must boiled water in the future!

Yan Mo put down the jug and patted him. "Come on, let\'s go see the patient first. How many people are there in your village? How many people are sick now? How do people who are sick die?"

At this time, the Wuqian City.

Day and a half! It’s only one and a half day!

It has not been a good time since someone came to report to the city lord mansion that the Hornless people’s illness seems to have spread to the Horn-people. It’s been a day and a half since the Horn-people’s illness has been in the city.

Tracing back to the source, it was determined that many people in the lower city had started experiencing the same illness, but only after three days of feeling uncomfortable.

This is the fourth day, but he already has the fear of being unable to control the situation.

The Wuqian City’s lordput one hand on the armrest of the chair, holding his forehead, his fatigue was obvious, and his face was calm.

"The city’s lord, the condition cannot be controlled." The general manager stepped out and mouth said this. The city’s lord has already ordered him to tell him everything and there is no concealment.

The Wuqian City Lord looked up. "There is nothing that can be done from the temple?"

The general manager shook his head. He didn\'t sleep well for two days. His eye bags were heavy. "Witch Mo-Jie is thinking of a solution, but he is a Bone-Sculptor, not a drug refiner. The temple servant who is good at drugs in the temple is desperately searching for a symptomatic herb. But the effect is not good. Also..."

"Say."

The general manager subconsciously lowered his voice. "The nobles in the city has begun to pack up and they want to leave the Wuqian City."

The Wuqian City’s main brow jumped and his face was full of anger, but he quickly suppressed it. “The people who want to leave let them go. You pass this for me, from today, the Wuqian City will only open two gates, all the people who want to leave can only go to the north gate."

"Yes."

The Wuqian City master closed his eyes. "Is there any dead today?"

The general manager nodded, "Yes."

"Is it because of this epidemic?"

"No, although the people who are currently sick are unconscious, but the real illness has not yet appeared to have killed them but the ones who died..."

"Say!"

The general manager was scared and shivered. "The vast majority of the dead are the Hornless people who lived in the city. Some of the Horn-people think that the Hornless people are sick, and they are afraid they will be infected so they went and they kill them and also burn their bodies"

"Nonsense!" The city lord clenched his fists and got up. "Who allowed this? How can this kind of thing come to light? How many the Hornless people will remain in the city? Are they going to kill every one of them?"

"Yes... yourbrother Ya Se Da-Ren told everyone to do this..." The general manager said that he was vomiting.

The face of the city’s lord immediately became gloomy, "Tell him come to see me! Immediately!"

"Yes."

The general manager retired and the city’s lord asked the attendant to ask for Witch Mo-Jie.

Witch Mo-Jie came faster than his younger brother. When he came in, he took the initiative: "I know what you are looking for. The witches in our nearby cities are not that good at treating diseases and herbs. I have sent people to the White-Horn Clan in the Mingyue City, the White-Horn Clan of the Mingyue City is a drug refiner city and has great drug refiner. If there is him, there should be a way to deal with the disease."

"The Mingyue City? So far? Even if you can find the big drug refiner, how long will it take to go back and forth?" The city\'s brow did not loosen, but wrinkled more tightly.

"There is a flying bone treasure. If we are fast, one can go back and forth in four days. But you are afraid..." Witch Mo-Jie hesitated for a while or said, "I am afraid that the big drug refiner will not be in the Mingyue City."

"Even if he is there, the four days are too long. I heard that some patients are already unable to breathe?"

"There is no dead yet, but it is hard to say as the disease develops."

The city’s lord stepped back and forth and suddenly stopped and turned: "Have you used the method that Master Yi Fan said?"

"You mean the treatment that the Hornless people told him? Add the fried salt to the boiling water and mix it with the patient?" Witch Mo-Jie shook his head. "It\'s not sure where the two the Hornless people came from. And the purpose of their coming to the Wuqian City, the method they said, who will dare to use?"

The city’s lord, "You can try it with the Hornless people first."

"..." Witch Mo-Jie was silent for a while then he agreed.

"In addition, I will send someone to the east to see. You can rest assured that Mo Gan will bring those people back." In the heart of the city, they think that Mo Gan and those warriors and others are fierce, but for the sake of the witch worried heart, he can only say this, and only in the absence of manpower in the city today, he has to send a master to find Mo Gan.

Because the manpower is not enough, and the disease has spread in the city, he has to collect the team sent out to clean up.

Mo-Jie is worried about the only child he had. "I think I will look for him there."

"No!" The city’s lord vetoed it firmly. "You are a witch. How can you easily get involved in a fight? I will send more people. This time, Wuqian Ya Se will lead the team and bring two of the temple servants."

Witch Mo-Jie sighed, the city’s lord sent his brother out to find someone, what else can he say?

On the other hand, Yuan Zhan, who is on the blockade of the East Road, is not particularly feeling happy. He doesn\'t want to be separated from his Priest Da-Ren at all, but Mo said that if only the healthy Hornless people will leave the Wuqian City range then the ancestors will punish him, he is not willing to give up so many patients, and in order to treat those patients, he needs time and a safer environment, and that safe space can only be created by his a 10th rank warrior.

In fact, Yuan Zhan did not have any difficulty in beating the warriors sent by the Wuqian City.

The opponent\'s bone objects can\'t hurt him anymore, and if he wants to, he can catch people very easily. Those people even have armor and body protection. But do not have the stamina.

In the past three and a half days, the most stubborn enemy he encountered was Mo Gan and the temple servant who came behind him. They were not strong in their strength, but their bone objects were a little bit offensive, and Mo Gan actually had a bone that allowed him to fly. If Jiu Feng was not in the sky, he might have escaped.

And the bone objects in the temple servant can produce fog, and the escort he brought with him can sneak inside and deal a deathly blow. If you change the average person, he might be dead in their hands.

Yuan Zhan naturally confiscated the flying bone treasure from Mo Gan and the bone treasure from the temple servant. Well, he was robbing them here. Well, the only thing that made him a little interested in stopping and robbing was to strip away the soldiers and nobles from the Wuqian city.

Yuan Zhan said that there is absolutely no need for them to keep the stripped things. He asked Jiu Feng to bring all the bone objects, bone coins and yuan-crystal that were searched to Yan Mo. As for the Horn-people\'s underwear and shoes, they were piled up on the roadside. The villagers of the Hornless people came once and took them for themselves.

Those hornless villagers are so happy. They only dared to come here the day before. Now they can’t wait for a day to keep on coming here.

At noon, Yuan Zhan was pondering how to use the power of fire and water to make the wind ability come out, and the side of the road to the west of the road people appeared again.

Very good, people who are going to be forcefully asked to gift him the bone objects and bone coins are coming again. The tall man smiled and showed sharp canine teeth sneer, and his body sank and disappeared.

Yes, you are not mistaken, a 10th rank warrior solved a number of enemies relying on sneak attacks, and he did not face the enemies head on even once.

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