"I hope you can understand." Fan Chenguang shook his head: "Otherwise, you will bring trouble to yourself and me."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Zhao Jiping quickly put on a smile.

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Fakong had breakfast the next morning and slowly walked outside the city.

At this time, the East Gate was heavily guarded and no passage was allowed.

People thought it was because of Xie Langzhong's murder case, so they didn't feel strange and thought it was natural.

After all, the murderers are still being pursued throughout the city. Once the city gate is opened, wouldn't it mean that the murderers can escape?

As soon as Fakong approached the city gate, a middle-aged man as strong as a bear pushed aside the armored soldiers, strode over, and respectfully said, "Master Fakong."

Fakong smiled and said, "General Yue."

"Master, please come with me." Yue Minghui respectfully stretched out his hand to invite him.

Fa Kong nodded.

The armored soldiers moved out of the way.

The city gate opened a gap, and the two people walked out of the east gate and used Qinggong to move quickly.

Fakong did not use his magical power this time because he wanted to observe whether there were any infected soldiers or ordinary people at the east gate.

He can now open his mind's eye and sense with his mind's eye while his eyes are open.

From what I can see, the results are good.

These soldiers are not infected.

Obviously the spiritual sense of a first-grade master of Xinwang is at work.

They should have sensed the danger in time and quickly implemented a blockade, thus ending the risk of spread.

However, now that we have only looked at the east gate, we cannot completely conclude that the plague has not spread in Shenjing, and we need to check slowly.

We walked quickly all the way to the endless camp of victims.

Under the bright sunshine, Chu Xiang was wearing a green robe and standing on a high platform at the entrance of the camp.

This was what Fakong told us to build yesterday, and it was completed in one day.

The high platform is about 30 meters, and it feels extremely high when standing under the platform.

He was standing on the edge of the high platform, commanding the armored soldiers to be busy.

From time to time he yelled and cursed.

Several pages of plain paper were stuffed into tents by the soldiers.

These soldiers moved very fast, running past tents one after another, stuffing themselves into the tents and shouting: "Put it away, help!"

Chu Xiang's prestige came into play at this time. The victims did not doubt the soldiers' words and accepted Su Jian out of curiosity.

Those who were literate began to recite to everyone, but they all found it baffling.

Those victims who had been cured did not return to their respective tents, but were still left in their original camps.

So the news didn't get out.

And even if it were spread, it would be of no use because everyone was huddled in the big tent and the news could not circulate.

Fakong jumped up and came to Chu Xiang's side: "Your Majesty, let them all come out, and then let those who have been cured come out and come together."

"Come together?"

"yes."

"Okay." Chu Xiang agreed readily without asking any more questions.

He raised his voice and shouted: "Everyone, listen, get out of the tents and come to meet me at the king's side. You must not disobey orders, otherwise, you will be kicked out directly!"

"Quick, quick, don't wait!"

Under his urging, and the soldiers going to knock outside the tent, everyone reluctantly left the tent, their faces gloomy.

They even speculated whether King Xin thought they were a burden and wanted to burn them all down?

Everyone gradually gathered under the high platform, like trickling water forming a lake.

While timidly approaching the high platform, he looked around curiously.

Every face was covered with fear, worry and numbness.

They have been lying in the tent for the past few days, terrified and even waiting for death. This kind of torture is enough to make people exhausted and even collapse.

Tens of thousands of people gathered together and stretched for a long distance. They saw densely packed heads and tens of thousands of frightened and numb faces. It was both spectacular and chilling.

"Hey, where are those lucky guys, bring them up." Chu Xiang shouted loudly.

Yue Minghui immediately led people to carry those who had been cured one by one to the high platform for the people below to see.
Chapter completed!