Loess and dust covered the sky.
The blurry figure on the official road became more and more obvious. As I got closer, I saw clearly that it was a girl wearing a Taoist robe carrying a bookcase on her back. The long skirt was spotless, and there were two weapons hanging on her waist. She walked like a mobile shelf, with side He muttered as he walked.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have brought any bacon down the mountain. It's everywhere. It's nutritious and delicious."
After saying that, Bai Yujun stretched out his slender jade hand and pulled a few times to grab a handful of locusts. He stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them without chewing. He thought that he had eaten a lot of grasshoppers during his childbirth. The rich nutrition allowed Bai Yujun to survive that year. If you don't starve to death, when you just break out of the shell, you can only eat that thing with the thickness of chopsticks. The smell of locusts leaves a strong mark in the young heart.
The weather is dry, a strong wind blows and there is a sandstorm, and there are locusts flying all over the sky.
He weighed the bookcase to make his shoulders more comfortable.
There were figures under the trees in front, and Bai Yujun walked straight towards those people...
After coming down from the mountain, all the Chunyang disciples were uniformly distributed to various places. Bai Yujun and Yang Mu were in the same county as Xu Ling. There were also several Lingxu disciples who were responsible for medical treatment and followed Xu Ling. Bai Yujun and Yang Mu were responsible for dealing with those who took advantage of the situation. The whole area has been sorted out by the elders and senior disciples. Only two or three small ghosts and big ones have been killed. Ghosts and evil things are born quickly. The weeds cannot burn them all. The spring breeze blows and they can only be assigned to disciples to look after them. , it’s not tiring to manage several towns each.
When I came to the tree, I saw a family of three lying under the tree, roasting mice in the bonfire.
The strange thing is that we don’t kill locusts and we don’t eat them. We can even eat the roots and bark of rat grass but we don’t eat locusts. We completely turn a blind eye to the dark clouds in the sky. Even if we light a fire in the dry weather, we can smoke away the locusts but we can’t move them. Bai Yujun couldn't understand this. It was wrong to waste food.
"Old man, why don't you kill the locusts?"
There is nothing wrong with this proposal. The modern earth destroys locusts as soon as they see them. Shiwandashan even solves the problem with its mouth, but it is indifferent when it comes here.
Originally, the old man was very happy to see a little Taoist girl coming over, and even made plans to stand up and say hello to the Taoist nun. But after hearing Bai Yujun's words, his face immediately changed and he became very angry, as if the little Taoist nun in front of him said What heinous words are so ignorant.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Bai Yujun was stunned. Could it be that this guy ate rat meat and became active?
"Those locusts were scattered by the Goddess of Heaven! They were all caused by the emperor in the capital who disrespected heaven and did not listen to his loyal ministers, and his misbehavior angered God before releasing the locusts! How to drive them away?"
scare? How come locusts and drought are related to the emperor? If he had this ability, wouldn't it be better if he became an emperor and became an immortal directly?
This reason makes the whole snake bad.
The snake's head turned, and belatedly realized that someone deliberately spread rumors against the emperor, using the world's opinions to make the emperor lose his credibility first, and then slowly plotted against it. This is called conspiracy, and it is an honest stabbing.
Look at the old man again. The clothes on his body can be vaguely seen as a scholar's robe. Well, he has met an old scholar. He is still the kind of old scholar who becomes the emperor without saying a word but believes in punishment from heaven.
Bai Yujun didn't believe that this old scholar who was hanging around in the trees told this story.
"Who told you? Those storytellers in the hook column?"
The old man's eyes widened.
"Nonsense! Both Zhang Juren and Ma Yuanwai said so, but that's Juren!"
After hearing this, I understand everything. The feeling is that some people want to rebel. It is really sad. When the famine occurs and the people are displaced, these big shots and heroes do not try to solve the famine, but plan to take advantage of the situation to rise up and follow the destiny and become emperors. It is really worthy of the heroes in troubled times.
Shake your head and leave.
"The real monster is not in the wilderness, but in the human heart..."
Carrying the book box, I walked step by step towards the deserted village.
It's getting late and I'll spend the night here tonight. I found an unoccupied thatched house and tidied it up. It gave off a slightly sinister smell to scare away the mice and bedbugs living in the house. I put down my bookcases and weapons, laid out a blanket, and took out a I read this book while lying on a broken bed.
Snakes like the shade and don't even bother to light a fire. It's pitch black outside the window, and the chirping of crickets seems to be right next to my ears.
Wild dogs howled in the distance.
The full moon rises, and the moonlight shines through the hole-filled window on the face of Bai Yujun, who is reading a book. Animals have night vision, and a pair of snake eyes reflect a strange green light in the moonlight...
The area near the village is very peaceful. It has not yet become evil yet, so it is rare to have some leisure time.
Late at night, Bai Yujun couldn't help but fall asleep while holding the scripture in his hand...
Several groups of dark shadows floated into the yard and wanted to enter the house. After approaching, the black energy fluctuated violently and turned around and ran away without a trace.
Morning.
The warm sunshine shines into the thatched house and slowly moves to the pretty face. The light caresses the pretty face, and the eyelashes sway slightly when I wake up. After going down the mountain, I can sleep in.
He randomly threw a cleaning spell on his face and hair, put away his blanket, picked up his bookcase, and carried his weapons out.
There are still people in the village. The old people and a few women and children are left struggling in the village. The young people are either kidnapped by bandits or captured by the government. A group of skinny people stare at Bai Yujun, their eyes are numb and lifeless. If it doesn't rain yet, they will. They died one by one, just like those lonely ghosts last night.
Yes, they are ghosts. Those lonely ghosts wandered around the village last night and arrived outside the house where Bai Yujun stayed.
You don't need to worry about ordinary lonely ghosts. The twelve-meter-long snake spirit has strong energy and blood dozens of times more than ordinary people. The powerful energy and blood make those ghosts afraid to get close, unless they are evil ghosts.
Bai Yujun has work to do today.
outside the village.
Not far away is a mass grave, with old and new graves piled high on top of each other. Most of them were simply wrapped in mats and thrown away. The rotting corpses fed countless wild dogs and rats, and bones and sticks were scattered everywhere.
Several wild dogs looked at Bai Yujun from a distance. His eyes were blood red after eating human flesh, and saliva full of bacteria and viruses flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Gua~gua~!
The dry trees are full of crows, who are waiting to compete with wild dogs for food.
Looking at the large mass grave in front of him, Bai Yujun sighed. This is a big job. I don't know if it can be cleaned up in two days. He put down the book box, put on a homemade mask and carried weapons into the mass grave...
Cleaning up evil objects from mass graves is also a task.
If there are too many people who die, evil spirits will appear easily. If you can't swallow your resentment, you will come out to do evil. Some corpses will turn into zombies by chance. This is the world of Xianxia. Anything can happen. What Chunyang disciples have to do is to deal with it. These low-level evil creatures can do this kind of work even for disciples who have just started for less than a year, and Bai Yujun is certainly not a problem.
During the day, he first wanted to check which graves were full of resentment to see if there were any zombies. Bai Yujun held a small simple compass in his hand and searched among the smelly graves.
During the years of famine, many people died in vain, and the method of handling was decided according to the severity of the grievances.
