Wenning County is in the southernmost part of Cizhou. Here you can see the rolling waves of the East China Sea in the east, and it is connected to Guangnan across the five ridges that stretch across the sky. To the west is Hengyin, Jiangzhou.
Since the founding of Daliang, Wenning County has always been a peaceful place. Although it cannot be said to have outstanding people, it has always lived a peaceful life.
The evil dragon swept across both sides of Canglang, but Wenning County was at the southernmost tip of Cizhou. The cold wave had already exhausted its power. Apart from the fact that the harvest of crops was destined to be affected, life was still going well.
Until a few days ago, a sudden plague swept across the county. Villages and villages were infected with the disease, and villagers were wearing banners. Even within the county seat, people were everywhere wailing and crying.
On such a day, no one except the owner of the coffin shop is happy.
In a village not far outside Wenning County, men, women and children lined up one by one, with red cloth strips tied around their heads, kneeling on the ground respectfully and muttering something.
A Taoist stood at the front of the crowd, moving slowly.
Zhang San wore a Taoist robe, hemp shoes on his feet, and a whisk stuck behind his neck. He held a celadon sea bowl in his hands, filled with sparkling water.
Yubu is a Taoist ritual, while Zhang San is just stepping on the ground with his two feet, and the formula is repeated over and over again. The back and forth is just one sentence: "Junior is just a casualty, please forgive me." If you recite it fast, it does have a bit of a detached feeling. .
However, as he shook and chanted, a lot of water in the sea bowl spilled out.
After a long time, Su Che's appointed yamen companion from Shanyin County completed his long spell-casting process. He took out a yellow talisman folded into a triangle from his arms and gently put it into the sea bowl.
A clear light flashed, and bursts of fragrant fragrance overflowed from the sea bowl.
This aroma seems to permeate from the deepest part of the human heart, making people feel as comfortable as letting go of all worries and bathing in hot water.
Zhang San stared blankly at the sea bowl in his hand, then suddenly raised it high and chanted in his mouth.
"Salute to heaven."
The villagers kneeling in the dark below also chanted slowly, many of them with sickly sallow faces.
"Salute to heaven."
The sound of chanting came and went.
Zhang San held the sea bowl with one edge broken in front of him. The villagers stood up and walked to him one after another, took the bowl and took a sip.
Next to Zhang San stood an eight-foot-old man with blue-black skin. He stood with his arms folded. There was a wooden basin in front of him. People who drank the water from the sea bowl would throw an iron coin into it.
Bang bang, bang bang.
There are more and more iron coins in the barrel, but the water in the sea bowl is enough for the villagers to drink it one by one.
Finally, all the villagers drank the talisman water.
"This is the great medicine of dragon and tiger given by Heavenly Master Cang, the true talisman of salvation."
Zhang San recited the lines he was already familiar with: "Now that you have taken this medicine, you don't have to worry about contracting the plague this month."
After he finished speaking, he put down the sea bowl. This thing was originally borrowed from a villager's house.
"Thank you, Master." "Master, save all the people."
Zhang San looked at the pairs of eyes looking at him with gratitude, and suddenly felt that these eyes looked like his old parents.
They should also pray to gods and Buddhas for my peace in this way.
An old man walked towards Zhang San slowly on crutches, followed by two strong young men beside him.
"Will the Taoist priest come to our place again in the future?"
"I am walking around Cizhou in accordance with the decree of Cangtian Sect, in order to save all people. Even if I don't have time to come here next month, my senior brothers will come to distribute talisman water to you."
"If there hadn't been a Taoist priest distributing talisman water to us, I'm afraid the people in this village would have died like they did in Xiao Hanzhuang."
Zhang San could only remain silent when he heard this.
He had just come from Xiaohanzhuang. All men, women, and children had died of illness, and there was no one in the village to collect the corpses.
This reminded Zhang San of Shanyin County and wondered what his hometown was like now.
"It's just a matter of duty."
The big man with blue and black skin held the barrel in one hand and replied.
"If there is nothing else, I will go to the next village."
The old man looked troubled and seemed to have thought about it for a while before finally making up his mind and said: "I have something important to do, please ask the Taoist Master."
"Don't you know that other villages are also plagued by plague?"
The big man snorted, like a cow croaking.
"Did you know someone was going to die because you delayed us?"
The old man's face was ashen, he lowered his head, and the hand holding the crutch couldn't help shaking.
"It's good to know."
The big man said to Zhang San next to him: "Third Taoist Commander, let's get on the road."
Zhang San seemed to be worried, and it took him a moment to react.
"well."
The old man lost his crutches and fell to the ground, kowtowing.
"Little old man, please ask the Taoist priest not to go west. Can you go to Tiancun in the east? There is a lot of trouble there..."
"Tamura? Why Tamura?"
The big man with blue and black skin sneered: "There are so many suffering villages, is Tamura so great?"
The villagers looked at him with complicated eyes, as if they had anger they dared not express.
"Tamura and we have been related by marriage for generations, please have mercy on us, Taoist Priest."
"Shit."
The big man sneered: "On the first day we come out? Most of the fields in your village belong to the rich man in Tamura, but he just wants to use this to sell to his employer, okay? Is it their family's common property to still be married to each other for generations? Are all the house girls found from your village?"
The big man's words were like a gun and a stick, which stung the old man with mixed emotions. For a moment, he could only kneel on the ground, not daring to speak.
"never mind."
Zhang San tugged on the big man's sleeve: "Since we are saving the common people, why not go to Tiancun?"
"You have to go."
The big man shook the barrel in his hand.
"Don't forget what we are here for."
The two people were talking here, and a crisp voice sounded from the other side.
"You don't have to go to Tamura."
A beautiful lady wearing a slender Taoist robe, holding a whisk in her hand, had walked to the two of them at some point, but like a blooming begonia, it exuded a pure white and bright smell.
"I have eliminated the plague over there in Tamura."
Xue Baizhi looked at Zhang San and the old cow beside him.
"Who are you two?"
The sword energy is so sharp, I'm afraid he has already reached the realm of returning elixirs.
Lao Niu swallowed his saliva and quickly took out a small waist badge from his arms.
"The two of us are monks under the Dajiang Alliance, and we came here specifically to treat the people."
Xue Baizhi didn't even look at it. With her cultivation level, she could tell the authenticity of the token in Lao Niu's hand just by sensing it slightly.
That is the token of the Dajiang Alliance. If I don't hold it, I will naturally have other reactions.
This monster did not tell lies. They were indeed members of the Dajiang Alliance.
But when did the Dajiang Alliance recruit even monsters into the alliance?
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