Oak County, City God Temple.
The three local bosses, the Oak County Magistrate, the Governor of the Ghost and God Division, and the Oak City God, gathered in the main hall of the City God Temple.
There are more than twenty futons placed in the main hall.
Under the county magistrate, the governor, and the city god, there were more than twenty people sitting respectively.
There are ghosts, gods and immortal officials in Taoist robes, Confucian officials in Confucian shirts, generals in battle armor, and monks living in seclusion in Oak County.
There are more than twenty qualified monks.
This is the most elite force in the entire Oak County, gathered together here.
The monks filling the hall all looked quite pale and looked tired.
However, no one dared to rest. From time to time, someone would transfer their pure magic power to the statue of the City God, helping the Oak City God to maintain the operation of the "Heaven-Continuous Plague Avoidance Formation".
Since the outbreak of the plague, the county magistrates and county governors have "cut off the strong men's wrists" to isolate the inside and outside of the city, effectively controlling the spread of the plague in the city.
Everyone was silent, except for meditating and adjusting the breath, which was to transfer mana and true energy to the City God.
No one knew how long they would last, and the atmosphere in the hall was quite dull.
"The county magistrate and the governor, Xianting has sent reinforcements."
While everyone closed their eyes and concentrated, the Oak City God suddenly sent a message from his spiritual consciousness to the Oak County Magistrate and County Governor.
The two people who were silent suddenly woke up.
"Reinforcements are finally here? Great, we finally have people."
Magistrate Oak was quite happy and looking forward to it:
"How many monks are here?"
The City God said expressionlessly: "Three monks are here."
Everyone was surprised that three monks were too few: "Three monks, what kind of Taoist practices are they? Are they fifth or sixth grade?"
"No, three little guys, one is an eighth-level Taoist, and two are a ninth-level Taoist." Oak City God sighed, quite disappointed.
"Uh~" Oak Du Guan murmured to himself: "Three little guys are of no use, they are just a drop in the bucket. Not to mention the people in the villages and villages, even the one or two thousand victims outside the city cannot be saved."
The City God nodded: "I have arranged for them to treat the refugees outside the site. If they can save one by one, it is better than having no reinforcements."
The county magistrate looked quite unhappy and cursed in a low voice:
"Mom, it's true that the crying baby has milk. I should have known that when we reported it to the imperial court and the Immortal Court, the report was a bit worse, saying that we had controlled the situation in the city. Now it's better. The imperial court and the Immortal Court feel that our situation is better. It’s not bad enough, so we just sent three little guys to us.”
The Governor of Oak County comforted him: "There should be reinforcements in the future, and this should be the first batch."
"I'm optimistic!" The county magistrate shook his head and said rather unfavorably:
"Many counties and immortals have fallen completely. The epidemic and plague are raging, causing countless casualties. The imperial court and the immortal court will definitely invest their efforts in the hardest-hit areas first. They will not care about our life and death. Even if reinforcements are sent down, it will only be a big cat or a small cat. However, there are simply not many monks available to support us."
The county governor and the city god were all silent when they heard this.
Now is a period of chaos. The more corrupt and tense the situation becomes, the greater the support received.
It is most embarrassing for people like us in Oak County to be in the epicenter, but the situation has not worsened, neither improved nor declined.
"It's a good thing to have reinforcements. It's better than nothing. Three monks can save hundreds of people at least. It's a blessing among misfortunes."
The city god sighed, worried.
As a city god, he has the responsibility to protect the environment and the people.
The people are wealth to him and the foundation of longevity.
If all the people in the city die, the city god will also suffer backlash and fall.
In the past few days, hundreds of people have been killed outside the city every day.
The City God was still frightened.
It is not easy for a place to prosper, but to destroy it, maybe it is just a matter of overnight.
The county magistrate and the governor also sighed.
It was the order given by the two men to expel the people who were suspected of being infected with the plague from the city.
Speaking more broadly, the two men acted rationally and decisively, without hesitation at the critical moment. They saved most of the people in the city in one fell swoop, preventing the entire army from being annihilated like other counties, and the whole city becoming a hotbed of the epidemic.
However, the two of them could not truly feel at peace in their hearts.
They felt guilty towards the people outside the city.
"We can only hope that the three monks outside the city can save a few more people." The county governor closed his eyes and sang casually:
"Supreme Taiyi Duhe Tianzun!"
The county magistrate and the city god shuddered and sang along:
"Supreme Taiyi Duhe Tianzun!"
After the three big guys from Oak County sang Taiyi to save the suffering Tianzun to each other, none of them chatted much. They closed their eyes and concentrated while meditating and adjusting their breaths, maintaining the operation of the formation over and over again, without daring to be distracted too much.
.....
Outside the city, Chu Chen, Wang Ping, and Zhang Xiucai meditated and adjusted their breath for three hours. Their magic power was only half restored, but they were immediately interrupted.
The two new monks couldn't hold on any longer. The magic power in their bodies was exhausted and they were unable to continue.
As a result, Chu Chen, Wang Ping, and Zhang Xiucai hurriedly ended their meditation and took over from the two of them.
The new monks are a man and a woman.
He is also from Qingzhou, but not from Guangping County, but transferred from other counties.
The name of Qian Dao is Qing Zhouzi, and the name of Kun Dao is Qing Pingzi.
The two are brothers and sisters. They came from a small sect. They were both substitute immortal officials and failed to become regular officials.
This time when they heard about the epidemic in Youzhou, the brother and sister immediately signed up to help and were assigned to Oak County by Xianting.
The two brothers and sisters are both real people. After arriving in Oak County in a hurry last night, they took a short rest and volunteered to take over for the exhausted Chu Chen and the others.
"Thanks for your hard work!"
The three people came to the two senior brothers and sisters, and Chu Chen bowed to them.
Qing Zhouzi and Qing Pingzi were pale and listless, looking like they had exhausted their mana and essence.
When they saw Chu Chen walking in the middle, the two senior brothers and sisters were slightly surprised.
When they arrived in Oak County last night, the two of them initially consulted Wang Ping and listened to Wang Ping's orders.
The reason is simple.
Wang Ping is an eighth-grade immortal official who is an eighth-grade Taoist practitioner and a serious eighth-grade official.
In the world of immortality, seniority is determined based on Taoism and cultivation.
Among the five, Wang Ping obviously has the highest status and should have temporary command authority.
However, what surprised the two senior brothers and sisters was that the person giving the orders seemed to be the Chu Chen in front of them.
"Senior Brother Zhenyi, you're welcome. It's our duty to save all people from disaster!"
Qing Zhouzi was quite polite and spoke with respect.
Chu Chen nodded and had no intention of making polite remarks.
The matter is urgent and there is no time for nonsense.
"What's the current situation? How many people did you treat last night, and how many critically ill patients are there?"
"The two of us have treated more than 60 patients, but more and more mild patients have become severe, and we cannot treat them at all."
Kun Dao Qingpingzi's breath was like blue, and her red lips looked pale and bloodless at the moment.
Qing Zhouzi also answered, with a look of defeat and helplessness:
"There are currently more than 80 severe patients left and more than 1,500 people with mild symptoms who are suspected of being infected with the epidemic. This is not the most worrying thing. Just now, the ghost reported that there seems to be another suspected infection in the deserted village. People infected by the epidemic."
