Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

"Of course I will keep my mouth shut. I just hope that you can let go of the old grudges and help my poor sister." Yu Fusang stroked Yan Yu's head with uncomfortable intimacy, "I will save you." I can't get her, but you can, wait until she is safe, and I will be at your disposal."

"Do you think anyone will believe what you said?" No matter how much Yu Fusang loves Yu Ke, her younger sister, she will never sacrifice for others with her personality. Yan Yu knows this very well.

Yu Fusang stopped moving, "It's really annoying that you are so smart."

"You may not be very likable." Yan Yu raised his head to avoid her touch.

"Okay, even if my excuse is very lame, the conditions I promise you will not change." Yu Fusang backed away and lazily raised his hands to show that he had no bad intentions, "After all, I have been raped by you. I played it once, so it wouldn’t be surprising to be more cautious.”

She refers to the matter of Li Kesi.

"Whether you want to cooperate or not, you can think about it slowly, but time is running out, I hope you can show some courage." Yu Fusang reminded Yan Yu, "The sky is about to change outside, and it is not you, the Goddess of Salvation, who is trapped While here."

…

Even if he didn't specifically ask about the outside situation, Yan Yu could tell from the number and status of the refugees who came to worship that the aftermath left by the attack of the wave of evil spirits, not only did not gradually decrease, but intensified instead.

Although Yang Pei sent people to set up testing checkpoints around the main city, they still couldn't stop the spread of the disease.

The spread of marsh gas has always been rapid, and there are only a few people who practice soul power among the common people, so the speed of falling into demons is much faster than that of experienced beastmen.

The first forty-eight hours of the fallen devil is the best time for purification. The purification is not difficult and the effect is quick. If it is taken together with an appropriate amount of kudzu grass, the efficiency of purification will be greatly improved.

Imperial artisans are originally scarce manpower, and kudzu grass is so expensive that only the rich can use it every day. Even if Yang Pei intends to distribute the medicine for free to refugees to relieve their illness, it is a pity that the kudzu grass stored in the city can't support it at all. a few days.

The increase in refugees not only made her a headache for the empress, but the residents in the city gradually began to protest. They took to the streets and demanded that Yang Pei drive all the refugees out of the city, and even spontaneously drove out those who died because they had no money for medical treatment. Patients on the street.

And all of this was blamed on the empress Yang Pei, who said that her sympathy for refugees in the past was just to win election votes, but now that such a big thing happened, she hid in the royal palace and did nothing.

The people's resentment towards her was quickly transferred to the eldest princess Yang Jing, who had just become the candidate for the next empress. They crossed out Yang Jing's name in the announcement, pasted her face-painted portrait on the wall of the royal palace, and even Yang Qian's life in the college also began to feel uncomfortable, saying that isolation is fine, and it would be good if no one threw lizards and snakes into her desk during the break.

At this time, I don't know if the group of refugees felt that they were abandoned by the country and had nowhere to go, or if someone deliberately used this emotion to guide them, everyone's dependence on and worship of the goddess Yan Yu became more intense and crazy.

On free pilgrimage days, those people crowded outside the Goddess Temple and blocked the road, some even climbed onto the wall just to see her, and some even started to spread various superstitions.

"As long as you look at each other with the goddess, your luck will be very good this day!"

"There is more! You must go back and soak the blessing bag of the goddess, soak it in hot water, and drink it immediately when the water changes color. This method can cure all diseases!"

"Is it really so miraculous?"

"Really! My neighbor's child was infected by the refugees, but I only took the water from the fortune bag once, and the next day the weather was mostly better!"

"It's so amazing? But when will I be in this line? I came here once last week, not to mention receiving a blessing package, and I haven't even seen the face of the goddess."

"Don't talk about it, those ruthless people in front came to line up last evening, and slept at the door forcibly all night!"

"Ah? This is too exaggerated!"

"It's not an exaggeration at all, as long as you can see the goddess, all the hard work is worth it!"

At the end of the pilgrimage, Yan Yu felt as if a layer of skin had faded from her body, not because of how tired she was physically, but because of the tightness in her heart.

The more fanatical the refugees looked at her, the colder her heart became, as if what happened in the ghost village happened again, and this time, she became the faceless god.

Yu Fusang was right, she didn't have much time left.

Yan Yu quickened her pace and almost threw off Yu Ke behind her, then she rushed into the room, slammed open the bathroom door, and vomited under her throat.

It may be because she is too anxious or for other reasons. In the past few days, not only has she not slept well, her appetite has been poor, but she has been throwing up all the time, and she has lost weight very quickly.

"Are you all right, otherwise, for tomorrow's training, I'll ask the guild leader for leave for you, and then I'll find an imperial master to take a look."

"No need." Yan Yu washed his face, forcing his head to stay clear, "I've shown it to myself, it's nothing serious, and besides, you won't agree to ask her."

She took Yu Ke's towel and dried her hands, and then took out the lucky bag that she had quietly slipped away from the box from her pocket.

After locking the door, Yan Yu walked to the table, picked up a knife and cut it open, the contents inside immediately came out through the opening, it was gray-brown powder.

She picked up the powder with her fingers and put it under her nose to distinguish carefully, then put it on the tip of her tongue and tasted it.

The bitterness lasts for a long time until the root of the tongue, and the aftertaste is a bit spicy and sweet.

"It's Gegengrass." Such a distinctive taste, even if Yan Yu has never tasted it before, she can tell it directly just by relying on the description in the Pharmacopoeia.

No wonder those refugees flocked to worship like crazy, trying to **** the limited number of blessings.

Yu Ke saw that Yan Yu's expression was not good, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." Yan Yu shook her head, picked up a pen and began to write.

Yu Ke stood aside and read what she wrote, "Is it the list of candidates for this year?"

"Ok."

After finishing writing, Yan Yu ticked off the names of the two families, "The Carona and Yuechang families both have Tianlai blood in their ancestors."

"Well, I remember that Carona's candidate still has shallow pupils."

"No, that's not the point." Yan Yu put one hand on his temple, "The ranking of these two families' points for removing spirits is not high, and they were even ranked outside the 30th place last time, why did they suddenly rush to the front this time? .”

"I don't know much about the Yuechang family, but the Carona family knows a little bit." Yu Ke explained, "The ex-husband of their patriarch died, and they came back from Tianlai to marry a wife with a very powerful spiritual law. I heard that She led a few subordinates and scored more than 500 points in three months, which is how she helped the Carona family win the election qualification in such a short period of time."

"That's it." Yan Yu started counting the dates again, "Is the first round of elections going to start voting soon?"

"Well, the day after tomorrow."