Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 248 Mass Burial

  Different from the Hu family's exploitation of Qingyang Town, the Mo family has always been generous to the people of Jiacheng. Their cruel side is only revealed to those threatening families. This is why the Mo family and his sons are actually loved by the people of Jiacheng.

  And the Hu family, even Hu Shaomeng's own uncle, have not received much mercy, and only promises in front of Hu Shaomeng.

  Gai is because, before successfully worshipping the Diaohai Tower, otherwise, Hu Shaomeng could not get enough resources to support his spiritual practice.

  Cangli knows the etiquette, and the same is true in the world of spiritual practice.

  Of course, Mo Zichu has feelings for the city and the city under his feet.

  Those years of love and closeness, if they are iron stones, will also be covered with heat.

  So when he saw a dying patient at the back door of a hospital, he was thrown onto a cart at random, piled with a few corpses, he was a little angry.

  Especially the soldiers of the city guard. Almost the same as the private soldier of his family. To a certain extent, it also represents him.

  A straw mat covered the corpses, and the wheels rolled forward.

  Everything seems sloppy, perfunctory, and absurd.

"Step aside."

  The young soldier shouted coldly.

  At that time, Mo Zichu happened to pass here and stopped at the alley.

   was just in front of them.

   "What are you doing?" Mo Zichu asked.

  This is not a pleasant job.

  No one wants to do this kind of thing, so the two soldiers in the cart are in a bad mood.

  "Drag to the mass graves, no matter how much you dare to do, you will be buried together!" one of them said.

   "This man is not dead yet!"

  Mo Zichu took a step forward and opened the straw mat.

   "Look for death!" The two city guards drew their swords immediately!

  But their knife was pushed back.

  Mo Zichu stared at the ugly face on the top of the trailer, with a stormy sea in his heart!

  Although this person is not dead, he is already hard to cure. Because this is a disaster!

  Even if the Dongwanggu drug and poison double repairs, the method of killing is never taboo, but the study of "black disaster" is expressly prohibited.

  Even if the legendary "Nine Plagues" can develop countless powerful killing methods, this is a completely predictable direction, but no one dares to openly try.

  Injury does not hurt the sky and not to mention, once exposed, the world will punish. Even Dongwanggu cannot bear such consequences.

  To the horror of Mo Zichu, this person, including the corpses under this person, was in trouble.

  They were just wrapped in straw mats and sent to mass graves.

  If the **** soldiers steal a bit more lazily, not even bury them, that kind of consequence...

  And such a big thing, whether he is the monk of Dongwanggu or the young master of the Mo family, he has no idea!

  The dying patient looked at Mo Zichu's eyes hopelessly, his lips opened, but no sound came out.

  Mo Zichu opened his five fingers, and a flower of food burrowed out of the ground, swallowing the corpse on the trailer...including the person who had not completely turned into a corpse.

  "Do you know what disease this is?" He turned his head, and asked the soldiers sadly.

  "Who are you?" one of the soldiers asked.

   Facing a strong man who showed extraordinary power, he still maintained the courage of a soldier.

  Soldiers like this are the result of the Mo family's management for generations. It should make Mo Zichu proud.

  But at this moment, he didn’t feel that way. He just stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and replied to his original appearance: "It’s me."

  The two soldiers looked at each other.

   then reported: "The son! The subordinates did not know, Mr. Liu only passed on, and those who encounter this kind of disease will be sent to the northern suburbs mass graves for unified burial."

   "How long has this matter been going on?"

   "The subordinates do not know, they were transferred the day before yesterday to deal with the corpses in the neighborhood, mainly this medical clinic."

  Another soldier interrupted: "Listening to the rumor in the army, it is said that it has started in April...but now, it seems to be more and more."

  Mo Zichu's face became ugly, and he left here without saying a word.

  ……

  ……

  When Jiang Wang came to Jiacheng again, nothing seemed to have changed.

  The goalkeeper still refuses to receive one less of the entrance fee, and of course he does not dare to charge more.

  There are still people coming and going on the street, a good scene of living and working in peace and contentment.

   Regarding the Mo family, Jiang Wang doesn't have a good impression, but he doesn't have much hostility either.

  Looking at the son and striving for treasure is by means, and the Mo family’s compensation is sincere enough. In the end, a family elder of the Dragon Realm died in vain, and he was not so anxious, he could be regarded as a family bearing.

  If the Mo family does not intend to oppose him in the future, he is not prepared to forge enmity with the Mo family.

  What he wants to do is to integrate the Chongxuan family's business in various parts of Yang State, improve efficiency, and provide a steady stream of resources for Chongxuan Sheng. It's impossible to do this just by walking all the way and killing all the way.

  He has no idea of ​​going to the City Lord’s Mansion. The courtyard where Mo Zichu invited him to meet last time, he still remembered, and was going to wait for Mo Zichu there. Before that, he would first go to several major medical clinics in Jiacheng to take a look at the situation.

  If the two dead in Qingyang Town were really infected with the disease, then there should be similar cases in a city as big as Jiacheng.

  Furthermore, with the level of doctors in Dacheng, maybe patients who can only wait to die in Qingyang Town can be cured in Jiacheng.

  With Mo Zichu, an extraordinary monk from Dongwanggu, Jiang Wang was very confident in Jiacheng's level of physicians.

  (End of this chapter)