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With the support of the sufficient amount of medicinal ingredients, Ren Ang's movements became even more fluid. Within ten days, the infected villagers started to improve one by one, with no new cases. He had delayed it for too long. There were a few people who had not survived, but they were still dragged out by the soldiers to be burned.

Ren Ang was a little depressed.

Actually, he could use his own Spiritual Energy to save others … However, this was against the way of the heavens. Someone who had become famous in front of the King of Hell, could he still fight with the King of Hell for the man? The reason why he was able to save those from before was because the Black and White Impermanence in the hall had yet to draw their names, so he could find an opportunity to make a time difference.

Watching the Black and White Impermanence take away the last two ghosts with their chains, Ren Ang stood up and bought a pile of paper money before squatting down by the river and starting a fire.

"Hua …" A golden-red carp quietly swam closer to the shore.

Ren Ang watched it spitting bubbles on the surface of the water, as if it wanted to say something.

A grey line had suddenly appeared on the golden-red fin of the fish. Underneath the water, a shadow was gradually spreading out!

Ren Ang raised his eyebrows, then extended his hand out and grabbed Hong Jin. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, he quickly pulled out a Wood Basin s that were covered in mud from a dilapidated house nearby. He washed it clean, filled it with water and placed Hong Jin inside.

He chanted an incantation to dispel the bad smell in the water.

Hong Jin shook his head and wagged his tail. Not long later, he fell asleep in the water.

The other villagers were moved by the sight of the young boy burning paper money by the river. After a whispered discussion, they went to the temple on the mountain to ask for a few incense sticks. They respectfully offered them to the Buddha. The living prayed for the dead to rest in peace.

There were less than half of the monks in the temple. They had probably gone out to resolve their fate, or they might have run away.

The abbot did not accept everyone's money. Instead, he lit up many lanterns in the rear of the abbot's hall. He had no last name, so he brought a group of monks to meditate and chant.

One was to go to the countryside to get married, and the other was to go up the mountain to burn incense and pray. Seeing how the monks were so merciful, and how the victims were so pitiful, the rich ladies all gave them money to burn incense. Others donated the rice noodles directly, imploring the abbot to distribute them to the people who needed them.

This time, the scope of the water calamity was too wide. Half of the villages within East County had been flooded.

They had suffered from the heavy rain that continued for more than twenty days. In the neighboring prefectures, the dike had collapsed! Even the county magistrate court was not protected!

When he mentioned this, Duke of Dongping's face darkened with anger.

Madan! The previous winter, the farmer had even asked him to borrow a craftsman to reinforce the riverbank. This group of idiots that were full of dilly-dallying idiots!

Even though he had managed to get himself into trouble, the nature of the situation was completely different! This was a natural disaster! Furthermore, why would the messenger not stay in the neighboring county magistrate court but instead come to his territory?

Duke of Dongping thought about it, feeling that something was amiss, he quickly found an advisor to discuss about it.

On the other side, Ren Zihua was bringing out a brush cultivation book to the capital.

"The East County is in water, so the duke still has energy to deal with it. Only Linjian County is in a serious situation, the river embankment is broken in more than ten places, the whole county is full of water, rice and grain are extinct, the number of the dead is unknown... "The magistrate's order disappeared without a trace, the clerk disappeared for two people, and the official books of the court were completely destroyed due to the plague …"

It was four or five pages long, and he didn't know what to say.

However, Ren Ang ran in at this time, holding an Wood Basin in his hand, and inside the Wood Basin was a golden-red carp.

Ren Zihua only raised his eyes to a glance, and said. "Let's eat carp soup tonight."

Ren Ang was startled, the carp in the bowl suddenly jumped up, making a "hua la" sound!

Ren Zihua wiped the water off his face and looked down at the wet paper.

He glared at Ren Ang, and casually rolled up the black and dirty paper and threw it away.

Ren Ang kept quiet and placed the Wood Basin on the flower rack, indicating his father to take a look.

"What is it? This isn't food, but something to enjoy? " Ren Zihua stepped forward and looked at the golden-red carp swimming inside the water basin. He felt that the fish was indeed beautiful, as if it was contaminated with the golden sunlight that was released by the sunset. It was a bit of a waste.

Ren Ang's expression turned serious, he pointed to a light gray line on the back of the carp, and said: "There's poison in the water."

Ren Zihua was extremely shocked, and anxiously asked:

"Was the water in the basin poisoned?" Without waiting for an answer, he asked again, "Is it from the well or from the backyard water vat?" The first thing he thought of was — poison!

Who is it? Can't wait to get rid of him?

Duke of Dongping? No, this guy wasn't that vicious. What's more, even if he died, that idiot wouldn't be able to marry his wife!

Or did it have the same reason as the bandits upstream?

There must be someone who didn't want him to continue pursuing the matter!

Ren Zihua frowned slightly.

"Ren Ang knew that his lucky father had misunderstood him, and became embarrassed. That's not it. I fished this fish and water out of the river. "

Ren Zihua's face became even uglier!

Poison in the river? How much would that require? The most important thing was: What about the people on the coast? They still had to use the river!

Although he did not guess correctly, this was exactly the effect that Ren Ang wanted.

In fact, the river had not been poisoned. Who has the ability to stain the whole river? How much poison would it take to poison someone to death? However, the reality wasn't far off either.

"It's not poison." Ren Ang said in one sentence, "It's corpse poison."

"Corpse poison?" This was the first time Ren Zihua had heard of it.

Ren Ang nodded.

"After a person dies, they will produce a certain amount of poison. Furthermore, the smell is extremely bad. An ordinary person accidentally touched it. The smell will not disappear even after three to four days."

Ren Zihua suddenly understood.

The flood had swept away so many people, but it was fine if they were saved, but how many of them had died in vain in the river?! There were also livestock that couldn't escape …

"What do you need me to do?" Ren Zihua knew that this child would not shoot for no reason.

Ren Ang originally wanted to ask a group of monks to recite the sutras. As a monster, Hong Jin could still be affected, and he was even attacked by the foul Yin energy. It could be seen how strong the evil Qi was in this river. With so many lives lost, it was normal for the killing aura to be heavier. But, the infernal energy would collide with others!

The days were short, and people were busy repairing and rebuilding their homes. How could they care about anything else?

However, as time passed, if the evil spirits in the water could not eat any fresh life forms, then it was extremely likely that they would forcefully take them. For example, if a child playing by the river was careless, he would be lured into the river by the Yin Sha. There was also the woman who washed the clothes, the boy who drank the cattle, the old man who washed the vegetables by the water's edge …

As long as the infernal energy was strong enough and it attracted all the living creatures to throw themselves into its embrace, no one could stop it! In the long run, if the number of dead people did not decrease but instead increased, it would only increase the power of the Yin Sha, and the living space would be compressed again and again! If it was allowed to cultivate illusory forms, a primary Water God would also be born.

However, this was not a good god, maybe even a Devil Cultivator. At that time, the ones who would suffer would still be humans.

The best way to dissolve Yin Sha was —

Exceptional Undead.