Zhao Wujiang looked at the veteran Taoist Chen Shi with suspicion.
Chen Shi coughed dryly, seeming to realize that he had said too much.
He kneaded the secret in his hand, his face full of piety:
"Don't pay attention to the crazy words of poor Taoists.
May the Taoist ancestors bless you.
Don't look at me, I love telling the truth. "
There was a long silence in the Taoist temple.
"How about staying for a casual meal?" Chen Shi, an experienced Taoist, proposed to ease the sudden awkward silence.
"No, I have to go to other cities and check out the disaster-stricken states." Zhao Wujiang waved his hand and refused.
"You shouldn't do this." Chen Shi sighed:
“But you really should do it yourself.
Those who follow the path do it themselves. "
Zhao Wujiang got the talisman, which was the customs clearance certificate he wanted, and decided to get up and leave.
The next stop was to visit one city after another with Lin Yu.
"Chen Zhoumu, don't bother me anymore." Zhao Wujiang clasped his fists.
"Yes, yes, here is a detailed disaster relief document, which was reported and submitted by twenty-three county governors. It should be useful to His Highness." The old Taoist Chen Shi touched inside his shriveled and worn Taoist robe and took out a thick book ledger.
Lin Yu took it and handed it to His Highness respectfully.
Zhao Wujiang flipped through it casually and nodded. With this official document, it would indeed save a lot of trouble.
Zhao Wujiang asked Lin Yu to keep the account books, and the two of them said goodbye and left the Taoist temple.
Chen Shi saw them off in person. After watching the two of them leave, his originally smiling face turned into a frown, and he was walking around anxiously.
He kept muttering:
"What should I do? I'm really talkative. It would be terrible if Senior Brother Kunkun knew about it.
what to do.
What should I do? That kid won’t hear it, right?
Will knowing it in advance cause a bad chain reaction?
what to do? Oops, I really am damned.
Why am I so talkative?
Damn me. "
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"No one deserves to die."
The vast world, under the vast snow.
The skinny man inserted a wooden sign with his name on it in front of the pile of snow. This was a simple tomb.
The man comforted the boy who was crying and out of breath:
"Damn it, it's God!"
The child fell into the man's arms and kept sobbing.
The man's name is Sikong.
The surname is Si and the name is Kong, which is empty and empty.
He was one of the thirteen people who escaped from the prison of the Daqian Dynasty.
He came to deliver a message.
But he was trapped in Yunzhou, one of the thirteen states of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was trapped in a poor village in Yunzhou.
The strange heavy snow blocked his way forward.
In this village, people freeze to death every moment.
He could only sigh with emotion. Sure enough, the whole world was the same, and no cultivator would care about ordinary people.
He decided to take the child with him, leave this place, and go to the city where the practitioners gathered.
Otherwise, under the heavy snow, the only thing waiting for the child is death.
As for the letter, it should be no problem if it is delivered earlier or delivered later.
After all, the owner of this letter must have been waiting for many years, no less than this moment.
In other words, the owner of this letter has died, and those who live today are only descendants.
Then there is no need to worry.
After helping the child pack away the few belongings and bringing some food, the two set off.
The target is Xiang Yunduan, a city of practitioners in Yunzhou.
Xiangyunduan, also known as Yunjian City.
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Zhao Wujiang and Lin Yu, master and servant, cooperated with each other to quickly visit one city after another.
In just two and a half days, he visited all the cities in Wutong Prefecture, more than a thousand cities.
Just as Chen Shi, the pastor of Wutong Prefecture, said, all the heating items and spiritual stones for disaster relief have reached every ordinary household.
The master and servant did not find any omissions, nor did they hear any complaints from the people.
After a short rest, the two highly motivated people set off again.
Only this time, they were not heading to any city in Wutong Prefecture, but to another large state that was seriously affected by the disaster - Yun Prefecture.
The trip to Wutong State made Zhao Wujiang feel more at ease, and he hoped that the trip to Yunzhou could do the same.
