Chapter 119: The Side Room (II)

Xiyi Prefecture, Eighteen Mile Town.

Wisps of cooking smoke, somewhere in the ruined town, rising, a little farther away, can still be seen, which somewhat makes the place that has just been hit by the military disaster a few days ago, and is full of desolate scenes, a little more life.

The small town has more than 500 households, a wide street, connecting the east and west, standing at the end of the street, almost the entire town scene can be seen at a glance.

Outside the town, there was a wall to block the infestation of outsiders, at this time there were only a few remnants of the wall, the small town gate, had been mashed, and the bloodstains on the wooden door were very clear.

There are more than a dozen shops in the town, and nine out of ten have closed.

Ordinary houses are scattered all over the town, not to mention that the courtyard walls of the houses are damaged, and the doors are closed one by one, and the tense atmosphere has never dissipated here.

Occasionally, people walked through the streets, also in groups, with a vigilant face.

A fertile field outside the town has been abandoned by soldiers and bandits, and now only a large wasteland, overgrown with wild grass, with mountains in the distance, and deep is the territory where wild beasts are frequent.

When this soldier is harming people, it is the fear brought by the beast that is not as panicked as the three or five soldiers who come.

Because there is no land to plant, the surrounding people often go to the mountains to dig some wild vegetables to survive, and when the war comes, they hide in the mountains, leaving their lives.

The silence of the night continued as the morning came.

With the hiss of unknown beasts in the distance, a red sun gradually rose from the east.

With the arrival of the early morning, there are gusts of fresh wind, a few wisps of cooking smoke rose into the air, and the wind blew it out, and the aroma of wild vegetables made it more and more unbearable for people with empty stomachs.

The dazzling morning light reflected the blood stains on the street that had not yet had time to be washed away.

A bloody smell had been spreading in the air in the area since a few days ago, and there was no sign of retreating, and it became more and more pungent at this time.

More than a dozen corpses that were dragged to the western outskirts of the town and had no time to be buried are even more a record of the tragic things that happened here.

A pair of two-toothed clogs came from a distance and stopped in front of the corpses.

Looking up along the two-toothed clogs, the Taoist priest in a feather coat, a handsome face, and a high bun of hair hurried all night, and his slightly tired face was still with a thin dust.

The Taoist priest frowned slightly, looked down at the corpses in front of him, and after checking the unalive mouth, he sensed the resentment around him, and the Taoist priest sighed helplessly, and said to himself: "Poor, pitiful"

In his eyes, with the spell, more than a dozen hazy black shadows were pulled up from the corpse one by one, the shape was no different from that of ordinary people, and his eyes looked at him blankly.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest turned his gaze to them and continued to the next paragraph, where the dark aura of the underworld had already opened up.

"Dare to ask who Engong is, I went underground, and I am grateful for Engong's grace," a dark shadow twisted his body and spoke.

"I'm a hidden landscape mirror, passing by here, helping you wait is just a convenience. The Taoist priest said lightly: "This place is no longer a place to wait for a long time, it is important to go to the underworld as soon as possible, let's go."

With a wave of his hand, a ray of light shot out from the ground, leading the way.

More than a dozen black shadows understood, and they all bowed to the Taoist priest, and disappeared into the ground with the light, and the water mirror kept watching them disappear, and then embarked on the journey again.

This time the Marquis of Shu wanted to conquer Xiyizhou, and the Thirteen Divisions and the Hidden Gate joined forces to send many people to spy on the military situation, and Shui Jing was one of them.

If it weren't for the smoke rising in front of him, Shui Jing would really think that this was another slaughtered town.

"Even if they are not killed, there are not many people left" Walking on the street, looking at a few blood stains on the side of the road, Shui Jing sighed and continued to move forward.

Xiyi Prefecture was already in depression at this time.

The war disaster has ceased for the time being, and the people's lives are miserable.

Along the way, all the people in the towns and villages encountered were poor, and the border increased the number of patrol soldiers, and these people wanted to flee to Dongyizhou.

These, but not Shui Jing can govern, encountering a few tragic incidents of extermination, all he can do is try his best to save a few people.

The so-called cultivators are afraid of affecting cause and effect, although it is not completely wrong, but it is not this at all, but they are powerless against the world, even if they have martial arts and spells, how many soldiers can they use with a sword and how many people can they save?

Even so, Shui Jing walked on the road, and what he saw and heard along the way made him feel compassion: "The world is chaotic, and it is the people who suffer." ”

It is said that someone once wrote a poem (no need to delve into the source):

"The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road.

Looking at the western capital, he hesitated.

Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil.

Xing, the people are bitter. Death, the people suffer. ”

At this time, in Shui Jing's view, this may indeed be a deep talent in talent, but the essence is nonsense.

Death, of course, the people are suffering, Xing, the people are just tired, how can there be corpses everywhere, no one for ten miles, like a ghost domain?

Then bury the bodies of a few young children on the road, send the souls to the underworld, and increase the speed of the water mirror, wanting to rush back to the master as soon as possible to make a report.

Although the situation in Xiyi Prefecture is chaotic, Taoist monks come and go freely.

Because people outside the party are not subject to household registration restrictions, even if they are soldiers in Xiyi Prefecture, they cannot be prevented from returning.

The water mirror traveled all the way, and when I passed through the checkpoint, it was quite smooth.

As Shui Jing was walking along a small road, he heard a woman's cry for help in front of him.

Shui Jing sighed secretly, what Xi Yizhou saw and heard, made him understand what was happening ahead, hesitated for a moment, and still ran in this direction.

In a moment, the scene came into view.

I saw that among the five tooth soldiers, two tooth soldiers had already caught a woman, and she was struggling desperately with her hair in a messy bun.

One soldier tore hard, only to hear a crisp sound, and the snow-white skin had already lù out, and the other, who seemed to be the captain, said to the tooth soldier who was beating a young man not far away: "You guys quickly get rid of him"

"Don't, don't," the woman heard this, broke free of the restraints, ran towards the young man, and was pulled back by the captain.

Listening to the captain's order, a tooth soldier smirked and drew his long knife violently.

The sword light is bright, this scene, let Shui Jing sigh heavily, run forward, shouting: "Stop"

"Daoist, don't be nosy, get out of here" Seeing a Taoist priest appear in front of him, these tooth soldiers were startled, and Wu Chang said angrily.

Shui Jing was ashamed to talk to these people, and he also knew that words were useless, and with a wave of the wide sleeves of his robe, more than a dozen paper figures fell, but only fell, only to hear the sound of "Peng", and more than a dozen armors were conjured.

These dozen heavenly soldiers, burly and tall, armed with long knives, walked towards them step by step.

Seeing this vision, both men and women, they were dumbfounded.

Wu Chang was the first to wake up, hesitated for a moment, but let go of the person in his hand, and said, "Withdraw"

With this strange art, although it may not be impossible to break, but why bother?

Shui Jing stood in place, ignoring it, seeing the tooth soldiers go away, looking at the couple who stayed behind, Wen Yan said: "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly."

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen paper figures returned to his hands again, and he walked forward quickly, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Husband, didn't we meet a fairy?" Seeing this scene, it took a while for the woman to come to her senses and say to the man who had suffered a few minor injuries.

"Lady, it must be the gods who came to save us, he is right, let's get out of here quickly, in case these soldiers come back, it will be troublesome." Although the man was shocked by the sight of the right person, he did not forget what this place was, and he took the woman away, and when he got home, he burned incense and prayed, and there was no need to say any more.

The water mirror, which is said to be the flow of immortals, has already passed through Eighteen Mile Town at this time, and is walking fast on the road.

The sweat stains on the palms of the hands burst out of the nervous mood.

In fact, the paper man spilled by the water mirror is just bluffing, illusion, these five people don't leave, he has nothing to do, this time he didn't bring the heavenly warrior, if he does it himself, he may not be able to defeat these five tooth soldiers.

It's just that these five people were bluffed by the paper figure and didn't get entangled too much, which is a good thing for each other.

Shui Jing sighed in his heart, and his feet became faster and faster, just to return to the division as soon as possible.

At the same time, the hidden mountain in the valley is on the side of the green lotus pond, the three-foot round pond, the water is eight inches deep at this time, and there is a green lotus in the middle, half-open, with five petals, and one petal is slightly curly yellow.

More than a dozen people watched intently, only to see bubbles in the pool from time to time, which was a sign of growth.

Another person said to the master: "Yesterday's view of the qi, Xiyizhou is filled with gray and black gas, this is the resentment of all the people, Dongyizhou is full of red gas, more and more thick, the luck is certain, and it can no longer be reversed.

No matter how you tell it, the so-called "king" has a meaning at this time, on the one hand, the gray and black air is soaring, hundreds of miles of corpses are rampant, like a ghost domain, on the other hand, reclaiming wasteland and cultivating people's livelihood, this contrast is of great significance.

No wonder the founding emperor has hundreds of millions of gases.

An elder was very happy to hear this, his tone was flat, but there was a trace of excitement that could not be concealed: "Boss, since Dongyizhou was pacified by the Marquis of Shu, the luck in the Qinglian Pond has gradually recovered, which is really a great blessing."

"Yes, the head of the sect, since the prince called the Marquis of Shu, and issued an order to praise my door, news came from the underworld, and the monks of our sect in the underworld were all favored by a trace of law. It seems that the act of supporting the Marquis of Shu has begun to increase the number of qi for my Dao system," another elder said.

The cultivator is not without yù, but the things he does are different from those of mortals, and the law favors him, even if it is only the slightest, which is enough to make the monk happy.

When the head heard this, his expression softened, and he sighed and said: "It's a pity that we made a mistake before and didn't get the merit of supporting the dragon's head, otherwise how could our luck increase tenfold?"

"You must not take it lightly, you need to know that this world dragon war, a slight sudden, is a defeat, we are now, has been with the Marquis of Shu a glory, a loss, although it is not absolutely impossible to pull out, but before making up for it, we must be more careful to deal with, not to destroy the Taoist system in our hands. ”

Speaking of this, the head sighed in his heart, he had received the news that the dragon girl was accepted as a side room, and he was very envious in his heart, he didn't want to be so prepared, but he cheapened this woman.

"Yes, boss" everyone said in unison