Too many talismans were consumed, so Bai Yujun went to the temporary residence of Chunyang Palace in the county seat to collect supplies.
It had never been so dilapidated when we separated from the county town before, but today we saw densely populated shacks outside the county town, all of which were refugees who had no food to eat. The nobles and magistrates in the county town were frightened, fearing that these hungry refugees would rebel in a hurry, and they discussed for a long time to avoid each other. Finally, a few porridge tents were erected so that these refugees could have something to eat without taking risks.
The gate of the county town has been closed for a long time, and soldiers will be sent to block the gate to deliver food only when giving porridge.
Bai Yujun didn't make it in time to open the city gate, so he had to wander around the slum area.
Generally speaking, the slum area is very chaotic, ruffians are prevalent, robbery and theft are common, and some even kill people in the street to steal money and food, while others pretend to turn a blind eye.
A slightly attractive woman can only sell her skin and flesh for a little dry food to feed her children. Women in troubled times are the most miserable. There are so many bastards who just pick up their pants and leave without paying. Those women can only curse and admit that they are unlucky.
Rich families in the city come to buy children, two or two boys and three or three girls, and many are sold. Instead of starving to death with you outside the city, you might as well survive by working as servants and maids. No one knows that they have been bought. What will happen to the child in the future? It is possible that he will be sold to a beggar, his hands and feet will be broken, his voice will be mutilated and he will be thrown on the roadside to make money, or the girl will be sold to a brothel, but so what? It's better to take a gamble when he's about to starve to death.
During this period, someone wanted to take advantage of Bai Yujun.
"Hey, my little Taoist nun, why don't you go play with the second master?"
A group of hooligans surrounded Bai Yujun and uttered obscene words. Not everyone in the world knows Chunyang clothing, especially when a fairy-like beauty appears, it is even more difficult to control.
"roll."
It's a very cold word. They are riddled with resentment and must bear human lives, but Bai Yujun feels that it has nothing to do with snakes and is too lazy to care.
"The little lady has a good temper and is still a little pepper. I like it. The spicier the better hahaha~"
No need to draw the sword, just raise your leg and kick hard.
You can imagine how powerful a twelve-meter-long snake is. When such a powerful force is gathered into one kick, you can imagine the condition of the person who was kicked. The whole person spun and flew ten meters away, knocking down several people and then landed with a thud. He immediately kicked his chest and ribs, and the broken bones were pierced into his heart and lungs. He vomited blood, twitched all over, and saw that he could not survive.
The gangsters who hit them with both hands were slapped loudly, sending them flying and knocking them into the shack and they passed out.
"It's really enough."
Shaking his head, Bai Yujun immediately walked towards the city gate just as the city gate opened to deliver porridge.
The gatekeepers saw the costume and did not dare to stop him. After entering the city, they went straight to Chunyang's temporary residence in the city.
The person in charge of the temporary residence is a senior disciple, a beautiful woman whose surname is Wei. It was her who received the talisman and medicine when she was assigned the task from the county seat.
"Senior Sister Wei, I'm here to get the talisman and medicine." Bai Yujun said as he put down the bookcase, picked up a pastry on the desk and stuffed it into his mouth. It tasted like mung beans. It would be more fragrant if it was made with meat. Snakes like to eat meat.
Senior Sister Wei, who was writing with her head down behind the desk, raised her head and smiled.
"Long time no see, Junior Sister Bai. Is there anything big going on there? If you have any problems, just tell me."
Senior Sister Wei is a senior disciple. She will deal with any evil spirits and monsters that are difficult to deal with. There is no one with low cultivation level who can become a senior disciple.
After thinking for a while, I recalled the ghost cultivator in black.
"I met a ghost cultivator who controlled powerful ghosts. He was a man. He didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation. His magical weapon was a black triangular flag. Well... I had a fight with him in Nanjia Town and then ran south."
Senior Sister Wei's expression turned serious when she heard the word ghost cultivator.
"Can you tell what the ghost cultivator's marks are? For example, the collar, sleeves or clothing characteristics."
"I haven't seen him clearly, but I can remember his breath. I will definitely recognize him if I see him."
"The world is in chaos. Those little guys are happy to do evil things. Next time you see them, don't be polite and kill them! If you lose, remember to send me a message. This is a message talisman. If anything happens, I will tear it into pieces and I will rush there as soon as possible."
Bai Yujun was very happy to take the talisman folded into a triangle. This was good. If he couldn't hit it, he would shoot the arrow through the clouds. Thousands of troops came to meet him, and he immediately took it into his arms with a face full of joy.
Senior Sister Wei brought a stack of talismans from behind and asked a helper to bring in several packages of medicine and two bottles of elixirs from the backyard.
After confirming that it was correct, Bai Yujun put the things into the bookcase and put them away. Fortunately, he ate a lot of bacon and poured out a lot of space, otherwise he would not be able to put it down. Suddenly he remembered something.
"Senior Sister Wei, why is the court's disaster relief so slow?"
Hearing this, Senior Sister Wei shook her head and sighed, showing helplessness.
"We have already reported it to the court, but many people don't want the disaster to end too quickly. When the famine passes, there will be many aristocratic families with thousands of acres of fertile land in this land."
"…………"
Bai Yujun was speechless.
The longer the disaster lasts, the more benefits it will bring to those powerful people. They can buy land at low prices and hoard it, and they can also receive disaster relief funds from the court. Who wants to let the disaster end too quickly...
I walked out of the station in a daze and looked up at the scorching sun that was radiating crazy heat. I always felt that God wanted to roast something, but just don't roast the snake.
I didn't meet Xu Ling and Yang Mu. Apart from Senior Sister Wei, there were only a few hired helpers in the station. There was no point in staying in the station. I simply continued to patrol the mission area and walked calmly to the city gate carrying the book box.
The chaotic sound of horse hooves could be heard in front of the street, and those who could not escape were scolded and whipped by the horsemen.
Seeing the dandy on the horse, Bai Yujun finally understood what it meant to be angry with the horse in bright clothes. Those people were dressed in fine silk and were young but very violent. They galloped wildly and laughed. It was really fun, but it was a pity that the street The people who were half hungry and hungry suffered a lot. Those with good legs and feet quickly got out of the way. The young and old either fell down or were beaten with bruises on their backs.
Bai Yujun walked to the side of the road to avoid the conflict. Bai Yujun was too lazy to conflict.
The sound of horse hooves roared past, and those dudes galloped past, leaving only chaos on the ground and countless whispered curses.
The streets returned to their normal appearance, with the stall owners selling groceries cursing and picking up the scattered goods. The beggars also returned to their original positions from the roadside to beg, but it was a pity that the broken bowl was completely broken into two pieces.
Looking at those dandies who had gone away, Bai Yujun felt deeply envious, seeing how carefree they lived.
The sun is still so hot, but fortunately there is an awning on the top of the bookcase to avoid the harsh sun.
"This sun is going to kill the snake..."
The leader said that if you want to achieve a high level of cultivation, you have to work your muscles and bones and starve your body and skin. Meditation and practice are of course important, but don’t forget that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I wonder if the old man was in the drought years when he was young. Running around in the scorching sun.
There is a severe drought in the world, and the monks' abilities are limited. The most suitable person for disaster relief is actually the secular court. As long as the court mobilizes materials and distributes medicine and food to survive the famine, it is not difficult. The difficulty is that no one except the emperor is willing to throw money into the mouths of the refugees. , even if the money belongs to the court, for some people, the money from the court belongs to them.
