The Space’s Twelve Zodiac Comes to Farm!

"Pink Butterfly Flower?" Doctor Mo looked at Bai Lian with a bewildered expression, "Is it a flower? Does it have anything to do with the plague?"

"No, I'm just asking casually." Bai Lian lowered her eyes and said softly, "Those people are very sick, it's best to drink more water to get rid of toxins in the body."

"Drink more water?" Doctor Mo's face became even more puzzled.

Drinking more herbs can understand, what is the operation of drinking more water?

Bai Lian smiled and said nothing, holding Luo Gonghua's hand, "It's getting late today, let's talk about the plague tomorrow!"

Doctor Mo opened his mouth, but he stopped talking, his eyes fell on Bai Lian's lush face, and he sighed softly.

"Okay, the old man has always been in the hospital, you can just come here tomorrow to find the old man!"

After Dr. Mo finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked tremblingly into the medical hall.

Maybe his expectations were too high, how could the two young people find the crux of the plague at a glance.

"What kind of flower is a pink butterfly?"

Master Wen looked straight at Bai Lian with a curious expression on his face.

Intuition tells him that Bai Lian should know something, or he has found the crux of the spread of the plague.

However, these two are too young, even if they desperately want to grab the last straw, it will be a little useless.

"I'm nonsense." Bai Lian shrugged.

Master Wen: ...

How did he think this little girl knew something?

Just as he was about to ask more questions, Master Wen saw the gloomy gaze from Luo Gonghua.

Master Wen took a step back wisely and stopped asking Bai Lian.

"Let's go, it's getting late, it's time to go back to rest."

Bai Lian looked up at the stars in the sky, her voice was much lighter than when she came.

Luo Gonghua looked at Bai Lian dotingly and smiled. The two of them felt blessed. Seeing Xiao Bai's expression, he guessed that she had a solution.

"Aren't you two going to live in the government office?"

Master Wen followed two steps towards Bai Lian and suddenly felt that he was a little redundant in front of them, so he hurriedly stopped.

Luo Gonghua glanced at Master Wen coldly, and continued walking in one direction while pulling Bai Lian.

"Then, don't forget to come over tomorrow!"

Master Wen scratched his head in embarrassment, seeing that the two had really gone far and had no intention of returning to the government office, so he turned around and returned to the government office.

In the county town where the plague spread, it was quiet everywhere, and the streets at night were even more quiet, and it was pitch black at first glance.

The sound of someone crying from time to time means that someone has added new pain.

Crying at night is more likely to make people feel empathy, and the suffering family members are helpless at such moments.

This helpless voice penetrated the entire street, and it was not clear who was crying, as if the entire county was crying.

"What is a pink butterfly?"

Luo Gonghua's cold eyes glanced at the white paper hanging on both sides of the street, his eyes dimmed.

"The pollen of the butterfly flower will adhere to the human body, seep into the flesh and blood, and destroy the balance in the body. It is like a virus that quickly expands in the body. It will be breathed out by the human body through breathing and infect the next person." Bai Lian tightened slightly. Luo Gonghua's fingers continued, "In addition to breathing, this pollen will be infected, and the pollen in the air will also be infected by the skin. The masks on our faces are actually useless."

"Is there a way to cure it?" Luo Gonghua suddenly stopped and looked straight at Bai Lian.

He only vaguely understood what Bai Lian said about infection, but the mask was useless, he heard it clearly.

He was not afraid of death, he was just afraid that he would never find Bai Lian after he died.

If there is an afterlife, and the sea of ​​people is vast, how to find it?

"The pollen of the butterfly flower is like a virus, and it is pervasive. As long as it is there, human beings can't escape it after all. However, everyone's resistance is different. Some people have good physical fitness. People who are not in good health may die if they touch a little, so everyone's symptoms are different after being infected." Bai Lian raised her fingers gently, and scratched her fingers in the darkness, "I have this hand on my hand. , I'm afraid it has been contaminated with a lot of pink butterfly flower pollen!"

"noob!"

Luo Gonghua frowned and gently tugged on Bai Lian's arm, with a hint of anxiety on his face.

He just wants to know, is this broken pollen still alive?

"Don't worry, as long as there is a heavy rain, those pollen will disappear without a trace." Bai Lian looked in the direction of Ming Kingdom, "It was raining when Prince Ming and the old man Tianji were crossing the border, and the south wind was blowing, so they should be taking advantage of the It was only at that time that the pollen was released, so that the Ming Dynasty could be safe and sound. When the pollen was released, they only needed to wear wet clothes, and they could spend it peacefully. Survival in the body."

"It rained here before we came, why is the plague still spreading?" Luo Gonghua glanced at the ground.

The ground is wet, and from time to time, I can step into the mud pit and splash a foot of mud.

"That's because the rain isn't big enough, and the time isn't long enough to wipe out all the pollen." Bai Lian looked up at the sky, "If it rains continuously for a day and a night, the moist air is the natural enemy of pollen."

Luo Gonghua also looked up at the sky, there were no clouds in the sky, and at first glance, it would be a good weather tomorrow.

"If the rain doesn't come, and if the south wind stops, wouldn't the Ming Kingdom be in danger?" Luo Gonghua frowned.

Mentaiko doesn't look like someone who will kill himself.

"The south wind will continue to blow for ten days and a half months. After ten days and a half months, there may or may not be rain. They should not put their hopes on the unknown weather, which means they have other ways. But, what would that be?"

Bai Lian frowned slightly, and after thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of any other way to deal with the pink butterfly flower.

The pollen of the butterfly flower is scattered everywhere, and if it is not destroyed by a heavy rain, it will definitely be reborn in the spring breeze.

The allusions of the pink butterfly flower are still seen in the books given by the old man Wang. The books given by the old man Wang can be as tall as two people. The record of the pink butterfly flower is one of the allusions in it.

However, according to records, this flower has disappeared in the long river of history.

Why did it suddenly appear again?

"Squeak!"

A white light flashed, and a white fluffy ball of fur appeared on Bai Lian's shoulders.

"Mouse, how's it going?"

Bai Lian stretched out a finger and lightly tapped Li Mouse's paw. The little paws were fluffy and felt very good.

"Master, I've been to a lot of places, and people in many places have a scent, some people have a light smell, and some people have a light smell." Li Mouse replied obediently.

"Xiao Bai, didn't you say that everyone is exposed to pollen, why can't some people smell it?" Luo Gonghua asked.

"Because it takes time for pollen to replicate in the human body, some people are in good health and are not suitable for the replication of pollen, so some people seem to be fine and will not be infected. Some people don't seem to be infected, but their body He has been contaminated with pollen, and as time goes by, the pollen in his body reaches a certain concentration, and he will die." Bai Lian calmly patted his hand, "The pollen volume of the butterfly flower is very small, in any case, everyone You can't escape."

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