Immortality Record

That year, a plague occurred in Xiejia Village. Because he was afraid of death, Xie Huaijun embarked on the path of seeking immortality. What is immortal is never life. It is that before the words are finished, someone will always continue to speak. Xiejia Village, March, fog. It's said to be fog, but it's actually plague. The cow of Lao Sun's family in the east of the village was munching grass the night before and fell down in the pen at dawn. There were a few white maggots soaked in the black water dripping from its nostrils. Lao Sun squatted next to the cow and cried until his face was covered with tears and snot. He cried and cursed: God, don't open your eyes—— After the third scolding, Lao Sun himself started to cough. Coughing and coughing, a mouthful of black blood hung from the corner of his mouth. Lao Sun's eyes widened, his body went limp, and he fell into the cattle pen. It was already evening when the news reached the Xie Family Ancestral Hall. There were a total of forty-two households in Xiejia Village, and seven people, twenty-three cows, and all the chickens in the village lost their lives in three days. The bluestone slab in front of the ancestral hall was full of people kneeling and crying. No one knows where the plague came from. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.