All of Baishi County's county seat lay in relative silence.
This was partly because the night was late, and partly because the epidemic had erupted so fiercely and killed so many.
Yi Shuyuan's original destination was naturally Zhao Province City, but he had certainly intended to visit Baishi County as well. Even back in Dengzhou City, however, he had known it was already far too late here.
Several Netherworld Officials patrolled the city, searching for Plague Ghosts that might be hiding. Corpses lay in heaps at the Mass Burial Ground outside the city, with no relatives to help bury them, and a haze of miasma hung around Baishi County's county seat.
Yi Shuyuan left his horse in the woods more than a dozen li away and rode the wind to the outskirts of Baishi County. He opened Chanting Dust and gently swept it through the air. A barely perceptible flame washed across the surroundings, burning away all the miasma.
The plague in the city had already "stabilized." Those still alive seemed unlikely to fall ill again, while all those "due to die" had already died.
Clearly, by the time the Baishi County magistrate sent that urgent dispatch, the situation had already become hopelessly dire.
It also made Yi Shuyuan realize that this epidemic was exceptionally fierce, and the illness exceptionally severe.
Yi Shuyuan descended from the wind and walked along Baishi County's silent streets. This large county seat, which had suffered almost no damage from the Great Flood and lost only a few buildings to the typhoon, might now have become the quietest county seat in Zhao Province.
There were no sinister spirits such as Plague Ghosts in the city at the moment, however.
A Netherworld Official passed along the street and looked at Yi Shuyuan with apparent surprise. With