Cheng Qiubai gradually woke up from the chaos. He covered his neck and snorted feebly. Suddenly he realized that he might be plotted by someone. He was shocked and jumped up.
However, when I looked around, I saw in the darkness that the suspect who was supposed to be running away was huddled in the corner with his knees in his arms, his head buried low, and his thin shoulders trembling slightly.
Seeing Cheng Qiubai waking up, she raised her head and looked over. They looked at each other and saw that the woman's hair was scattered and the corners of her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.
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"There were a total of 1,215 survivors, and those who were still alive were rescued. However, more than one-third of the people were left disabled. Many people's limbs were chewed to pieces by the crawling corpses. It's really There’s no way to fight it back.”
"And many people are emotionally unstable. In just a short time, we have stopped many people who could not accept the reality and were planning to commit suicide."
"We are painting the boundary, but tonight the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the temperature is too low. I am afraid that many weak people will not be able to finish painting the boundary."
"Besides, we are short of water and food, so we can't just rely on elixirs to support us."
"..."
The corpse-crawling rebellion has just come to an end, and the aftermath has indeed encountered various problems as Rong Tong expected. The skill points of this group of Kunlun monks are probably focused on violent output, and when it comes to problems like rescuing people, they are all stretched thin.
The small teams who came to report one after another spelled out this grim fact in every word.
Rong Tong gathered everyone together and thought that the best way now is to open the city gate and put these refugees back into the city for resettlement. God belongs to God, and Caesar belongs to Caesar. The problems of the people of the Southern Jin Dynasty were put in place by the Southern Jin court. They came to supervise and provide certain assistance when necessary.
"Do we need to inform the Southern Jin branch?" The Yuanwailang of the Construction Hall couldn't help but feel worried when he thought of the blatant fishing attitude of the Southern Jin branch.
"There is nothing in the Kunlun regulations that states that the Kunlun branch can directly intervene in ordinary government affairs. What should I tell them to do? Just let the King of Southern Jin take care of it!"
"The Southern Jin branch has been operating here for many years and has a deep foundation. I'm afraid that the Southern Jin court has long been in collusion with them." Baoqin expressed her worries, "Although the Kunlun inner sect is very prestigious, the Southern Jin court is nothing to us. We're just ants, but our stay is only temporary after all. For the long-term consideration of their royal family, I'm afraid..."
Rong Tong smiled, "The big deal is that we won't give the King of Southern Jin the chance to 'think long-term'."
At the same time, the palace of the Southern Jin Dynasty was brightly lit.
"My lords, the chaos of corpses outside the city seems to have been stopped by Master Ziguang and his group." A disciple from the Southern Jin branch hurriedly came to report.
At this time, all the principals of the Southern Jin branch gathered together, and when they heard the news, everyone looked shocked.
They have all seen how difficult it is to deal with those crawling corpses. Didn't they make the group of Nascent Souls from the inner sect miserable before? Their original progress of cutting down the crawling corpses would probably not be finished until tomorrow morning. Whether Bian'an City can be defended is still very uncertain. There are many disciples here who are below the foundation level and cannot fly with swords. In panic, if it weren't for the strong pressure of Master Shang Qin, some people would have packed up and fled.
"Pindao heard the sound of thunder falling outside the city before... I wonder if Master Ziguang and his party have any formations or unique skills?"
Master Shang Qin listened to the discussions among his colleagues, and felt something was wrong in his heart. Among the last few selectors who followed Ziguang, they should not have exceeded the Nascent Soul stage? He himself is also a Nascent Soul, and he thinks he knows very well where the upper limit of the Nascent Soul stage is, but the power that his consciousness sensed from outside the city just now far exceeded his knowledge of the Nascent Soul stage... Is it possible? , could it be that he had a different idea, that this time there was actually a powerful escort behind the purple light?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt sad, and he wanted to comfort himself but he became less and less confident. Little did he know that his brain circuit was indeed wrong to some extent.
At this time, one of his direct disciples also came over to report: "Master, those adults have all rested. They have set up a three-layer defensive barrier outside their dormitory and told us not to disturb them unless there is nothing wrong."
"Didn't anyone say anything among those people?" Master Shang Qin temporarily relieved his uneasiness, and then frowned again.
"No..." The disciple thought of the aloof manner of the inner sect adults, and the way they looked at him didn't know what they were looking at, but it didn't look like they were looking at a single person. He felt extremely humiliated, and even more so that it was a fantasy that his master arranged for him to "get close" to them.
Master Shang Qin rubbed his brows and waved away his disciple impatiently.
"Just let me tell you, the inner sect and the outer sect are very different. After so many years, haven't those selectors all had that kind of virtue!" Director Chen touched his goatee and shook his head.
Another boss next to him also joined in, "It's better not to daydream all day long, thinking that we will be qualified to 'cooperate' with those adults. Even if they look down on that little girl Ziguang, they can't look down on us!"
"That's enough!" Master Shang Qin could no longer suppress his anger, "Now that we have fallen into the most passive situation, you still have the time to make sarcastic remarks here! If you continue to do this, I will give up this burden. Go deal with that purple light yourselves!!"
The principals were afraid of his strength in the Nascent Soul stage, so most of them reluctantly kept silent. Only Principal Chen, relying on his seniority, couldn't help but say, "Fellow Taoist Shang Qin, you think that just because you say you won't do it, the purple light will let you go." Did it happen to you? If it weren't for you, the Southern Jin Branch wouldn't be what it is today. You get the lion's share of the things that are donated by various places. Instead of talking harshly to us here, in fact, you are the one who should be worried most. ."
"You -" Master Shang Qin pointed at him angrily, and even began to consider whether to use force to teach him how to behave.
At this moment, everyone felt two unobstructed sword energies coming quickly and landing somewhere in the Nanjin Palace.
"That's...the palace of the Southern Jin King!"
Master Shang Qin felt his heart skip a beat and quickly rushed over.
A pink-faced female cultivator held a heavy sword in front of him at the door of the dormitory, and stopped him, other principals, and other unidentified eunuchs and imperial soldiers who came behind.
"That girl Ziguang has something to inform your king. No one can go in for the time being." She leaned towards Master Shang Qin, "Especially you."
"It's you again!" Master Shang Qin recognized it. This was the female cultivator who had teased him several times before. When he saw her now, he felt that his anger was getting stronger.
"...The Kunlun Law stipulates," he suppressed his anger, "All supernatural incidents beyond the reach of mortals should be handled by the Kunlun Branch. Regarding this corpse transformation, you should not go beyond the Kunlun Branch." department--"
Before he finished speaking, he felt as if a pressure like a mountain was pressing down on him. He and all the other monks around him were forced to kneel to the ground by this terrible pressure.
This...this is the stage of transformation! !
"Zi Guang said, supernatural events are of course within the jurisdiction of the monks, but now that the corpse crawlers have been dealt with, it should be the responsibility of mortals to settle the refugees. But the people's sentiments are greater than the sky, and we plan to give the King of Southern Jin a small suggestion That’s all.”
"Shh -" Xu Feiqiong raised her index finger and touched her mouth, "So all of you, please stay here, don't move, and don't think about who to send the message to."
Who can still use energy to send messages? Some people who are not at the highest level can only roll their eyes and faint.
Ordinary people were not affected by Xu Feiqiong's coercion, but when they saw such a battle, everyone was frightened and overwhelmed, and they knelt down in the same place.
At this time, the palace door creaked open, and many people's hearts were in their throats.
But I saw a handsome young man stepping out of the threshold, "Who is there outside, is Eunuch Chen, the great eunuch next to the King of Southern Jin Dynasty?"
A eunuch kneeling at the door of the palace straightened up shivering, "...Old slave, yes."
A bright yellow book was handed to him, and Feng Yuji said in a harmonious voice: "Go and summon the six ministries for the edict of the King of Southern Jin."
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Just before dawn, the survivors who had suffered countless hardships in one night in the northern suburbs finally saw the city gate slowly opening, silently expressing their acceptance again to the people who had been abandoned before.
"I don't want to go back!" Du An sat cross-legged on the spot with an extremely stubborn expression. He tried hard to straighten his back, trying to express his determination to resist.
Many survivors turned a blind eye when passing by him, and some even deliberately avoided him as if they were avoiding the plague. Most of these were witnesses of the reckless young man who ignored Kunlun Fairy and almost almost It would cause a catastrophe and affect them.
Du An tightly hugged a sword scabbard in his hand, which was the only thing he had left now.
An older woman left the crowd and staggered towards him. She stopped tremblingly until she reached him. She looked him up and down, and then sighed.
"My child, don't be stubborn."
She was the injured patient who first reacted and knelt down to plead for mercy on his behalf. However, Du An knew nothing about the reactions of the people around him at that time, and naturally did not recognize half of his "benefactor".
He raised his head and said very fiercely: "The imperial court tried to kill us all before. When the monsters came, the city gates were locked and they refused to save us. If they told us to leave, we had to leave. If they told us to come back, we would go back obediently! They have Do you think of us as human beings?!"
He shouted, "This is a blood feud! How could you forgive them so easily?!"
The woman stood there, waiting for him to vent his emotions, and then slowly said, "I understand your mood, child, I understand everything."
"I gave birth to ten children, and nine of them starved to death in the disaster years. The last one was left, and it seemed that I could no longer feed him. At this time, I heard that the gods were recruiting disciples, so I begged for nothing and followed the villagers. The team entering the city brought the children with them."
"But my poor child didn't know what the legendary god looked like, so he was accidentally killed by the officers and soldiers in the chaos in the city."
"I want to find a good cemetery for him, close to the mountains and rivers, and enjoy the immortality of Bian'an City, so that he can join the immortal family in the next life. I heard that immortals will never go hungry. But when I look back, the child's The body had already been thrown into the fire and burned..."
Du An was obviously stunned for a moment, but then interrupted her even more excitedly, "These unscrupulous people have made you so miserable, and you can't even compromise with them -"
"How can ordinary people like us have the qualifications to compromise and forgive with the government?" The woman was neither sad nor happy, looking into the distance calmly and blankly. "If you don't compromise or forgive, what can you do? Ask me to get it What can we do to fill our stomachs? We have to live in the days to come, and people have to think about how to survive."
"Our ancestors have been here for generations. God is willing to reward us with food. Don't embarrass us, small officials. The court does not increase taxes. This is a good life. What else do you need to demand?"
She sighed and advised earnestly: "Now the high officials from the gods are here. Those adults have great powers and good hearts. They all said they would protect us. You see, the court listens to them." . My child, don’t be upset. After we entered the city, there was a house to live in and a charcoal fire to grill. The literate man read the notice and said that the court would provide us with two meals a day and a meal of rice, noodles and steamed buns. Even if one day Even if you suffer a lot, you have to fill your stomach first."
Du An was stunned. Du An didn't know how he should respond to her words. He wanted justice, he wanted dignity, and he wanted everyone to unite to denounce the court, denounce Kunlun, and even do some more "daring" actions. But no one wants these, everyone just wants to fill their stomachs.
"...It's all fake," Du An gritted his teeth and tried hard to convince the other party, "The imperial court and the Kunlun branch just want to deal with those monks from the inner sect. These are all superficial efforts. They don't care about you. ! This country is rotten to the core—even Kunlun is not much better!!"
"Oh! How could you say such a thing!" The old lady was so frightened that she clasped her hands together and prayed repeatedly, "Gods and adults, my children are not sensible, please do me a favor once more, my lord has a lot, my lord has a lot... "
"Don't beg them for mercy!" Du An interrupted her loudly, "I don't need you to beg for mercy on my behalf!"
"Why doesn't this kid listen to advice?" The old lady hated the iron, and wanted to poke Du An's forehead with her index finger, but Du An turned his head to avoid it. In the end, she shook her head helplessly and sighed, finally no longer caring about him, and staggered towards the queue coming from the city gate again. Different from yesterday, although this team was long, it was watching the movement in the city in an orderly manner.
"The city gate is open..." Cheng Qiubai looked down from the bell tower and saw refugees entering the city smoothly one after another. He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the adults had solved the corpse chaos.
but--
He suddenly remembered his "important mission" and looked back in panic... Fortunately, the person was still there.
That's how she describes it...
"You're not...why...not...you, me..." The honest man Cheng Qiubai was confused and his eyes were dazed.
What's going on, why hasn't the suspect escaped yet? Wasn't this the woman who just plotted against him? So should I go over and tie her up again and warn her not to play tricks? !
And just as he hesitated for a moment, a majestic sword energy struck down from the sky. He didn't even have time to avoid it. The stone bricks under his feet had been blown into pieces, and a deep crack separated him and Bai Yi. Between the women, they almost split the entire bell tower in half.
"You've gone too far, you little brat!" Xu Feiqiong, who had just come from the Southern Jin Palace to join us, slowly descended with a heavy sword, one hand on her hips, her eyebrows raised, "Even if this female cultivator has a problem, you can't force her at will. Her! Her lustful behavior regardless of the occasion is an insult to my Kunlun family style!!"
"What's wrong?" Rong Tong was a step late and encountered this inexplicable tense situation. The selectors who came behind him also looked at each other in confusion.
Cheng Qiubai hurriedly rushed to Rong Tong's side, his mouth was as anxious as the borrowed words, and he crackled down the whole story of how he had fainted due to an inexplicable pain in the back of his neck and then woke up like this.
Rong Tong sighed, patted Cheng Qiubai on the shoulder, turned to Xu Feiqiong and said, "Senior, I believe what he said is true. Please put down your sword first."
"Is it...?" Xu Feiqiong expressed doubts, but still put away the sword. It seems that despite the chaos tonight, Rong Tong has established a reliable image in her heart.
Rong Tong nodded affirmatively. Not to mention that Cheng Qiubai didn't have the courage at all. Even if he had the courage, he didn't have the heart.
