Chapter 162: A Song of the Four Demon Kings
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"Stop!" Zi Baifeng shouted, Ding Sanji's expression changed, his hands trembled, but he didn't dare to say a word, and slowly turned his head and looked at Zi Baifeng.
Zi Baifeng looked cold and stared at Ding Sanji coldly.
Zi Baifeng is not a fool. Although Ding Sanji has responsibility for the situation in Xiding Township, he is definitely not the main responsibility. As the saying goes, a clever wife cannot cook without rice. In such a lack of spiritual energy, Ding Sanji can play with flowers. As long as he does not have the magic trick, he will not be able to make the entire Xiding Township afford food and clothing.
If you don’t look at Zi Baifeng now, you will just let Jiuyan Township have enough food and clothing.
But what he did just now made Zi Baifeng angry.
However, in the blink of an eye, he thought that this extreme behavior was probably because he lost face in front of Shangguan. He was now the king of the mansion and could not make a decision based on his own preferences, nor should he easily reveal his emotions. So in a flash, his expression was withdrawn and he waved his hand in the water with a smile.
With a slight "dong", the koi in the water gently pushed it with her mouth, and the small drum flew out of the water with the splashes and landed smoothly in Zi Baifeng's hand.
Gently shook the water marks on the drum, Zi Baifeng said to Ding Sanji: "Sanji, don't be upset for now, I'll ask this sister-in-law."
He handed over the drum in his hand, took out a piece of candy from his sleeve, seducing the little girl to forget to cry, widened her round eyes and stared at his hand.
The woman in a civilian dared not take the drum in Zi Baifeng's hand. Ding Gui looked vigilantly from the side, intending to push Zi Baifeng away at any time. In his opinion, this young man who came with Ding Sanji could not be Ding Sanji's accomplice.
"Ding Gui, you are blind, why don't you kneel down quickly. This is my Majesty Lord Mengcheng!" Ding Sanji saw that Ding Gui was about to offend Zi Baifeng, and quickly scolded him. It's okay for Ding Gui to take his life into it, don't implicate himself.
Seeing that someone dared to be rude to Zi Baifeng, both floated out of the water. As soon as the huge golden-red carp appeared, many people screamed: "Lord River God!"
"This is the scholar..."
"Sir Xiangzheng!"
There are all kinds of names, but Zi Baifeng didn't know that he was a human being, because he was a demon. For these men who were seeking life by the water, Zi Baifeng's koi cloud boat was much more famous than himself. The two koi were called river gods. Only then did he know that this was "Scholar's ship" and "Jiuyan Township's ship". One winter, many people in Xiding Township fled to Jiuyan Township to seek life, so they knew that his hometown was the master. As for the ship of the Dujun, how could these villagers know who the Dujun is now? The news has not yet reached here.
I don't know who knelt down first, the men and women of the fishermen knelt all over the ground. Ding Gui hesitated for a long time and also knelt down. The woman in the cloth skirt traveled around the country, but she was knowledgeable. Looking at Zi Baifeng's gorgeous clothes, she knew that she was not an idle person. She had already knelt down at this time. After such trouble, the little girl on her back cried again.
"All up, get up!" Zi Baifeng quickly asked everyone to get up, and then asked the woman in the cloth skirt with gentle words: "Sister-in-law, what do you call me? Who is the person?"
"My family called Honggu Niang, and her husband's family is from Yangyang, Nancheng." Honggu Niang said, she traveled around the world, but she was talking about the stage name.
"Yangyang..." Zi Baifeng took a breath. The so-called Yangyang is Yang of Yangshui, but it is not too far from Zibaifeng's Zicun, but it was affected by the disaster with Zicun.
"After ten years ago, the Yanghe River was flooded. My family and my husband fled to the famine together. They escaped for three years. Later, they settled in a village in Nancheng, and then there was no harvest in the village. I had Huier at that time. My husband starved to death in order to save the food for us..."
Speaking of this, Honggu Niang's voice became even hoarse, and the little girl behind her back stopped crying, and her little hands tightly grasped Honggu Niang's cloth skirt.
Zi Baifeng closed his eyes, and his heart was indescribable.
If it were in the previous life, who would know who would die first when famine came and who would die later?
But now he knew it. He had heard it and seen it too many times.
If there is really no food, the man will starve to death first, and after the man will starve to death for two days, the woman will starve to death, and finally the child will starve to death…
He still remembered that once his father was almost hungry, he held his hand tightly and refused to let go. The unspeakable pain and nostalgia...
Thinking of this, Zi Baifeng quickly shook his head and shook the memory that he had once feared to the extreme. Everything was gone, it was gone.
No matter it is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Xia Junguo, or the desert, don’t think of taking away anyone around him!
If you want to challenge me in this world, then come on!
I'm afraid of you!
"Your name is Huier?" Zi Baifeng handed the candy in his hand to the little girl behind the Red Drum Girl, stretched out her hand, and said, "Your mother is tired, come down and play for yourself."
The little girl opened her eyes wide and looked at him with some fear, but she did not struggle, so she asked him to carry herself off her mother's back.
Zi Baifeng put her down and walked back to the boat. Soon after, he took down a lot of pastries. Xiao Shitou was greedy, and Zi Baifeng always prepared a lot of snacks on the boat.
"Come on, eat, don't be afraid." Zi Baifeng handed it to Honggu Niang. Honggu Niang grabbed Hui'er with one hand. The mother and the two knelt on the ground together, thanked Zi Baifeng, and then started eating it voraciously. The pastry was already very dry and choked and burped.
A girl from a fisherman brought hot water, and two koi dived underwater. Soon after, she threw two big fish to the shore. The fisherman named Ding Gui went to pack up the fish silently.
Although Ding Sanji didn't want Zi Baifeng to stay here, he didn't dare to speak. He was still excited and ran over. He got a few chairs from somewhere and asked Zi Baifeng to sit down. The remaining one was left. He hesitated for a moment, but he stuffed it to Honggu Niang and stood behind Zi Baifeng.
But the red drum girl didn't dare to sit. The mother and mother squatted on the ground and stuffed the food into their mouths voraciously. It seemed that they were really hungry.
Seeing the Red Drum Mother, Zi Baifeng couldn't help but think of his father and himself. Both of them were so difficult, let alone the mother and the mother. In this chaotic world, the mother and the mother really didn't know how much hardship they suffered.
However, Zi Baifeng did not forget the serious matter. Seeing that the Red Drum Mother was full, he asked, "Sister-in-law, what did you call me just now?"
"It's called Yangyang Huagu, my husband taught me." Honggu Niang hurriedly said that when the couple fled, they didn't bring anything, so they carried a drum, half-selling and half-begging, which was similar to the father and son of the Chuzi family.
Zi Baifeng took the small drum, which was less than a foot square, and patted it gently. The drum sound was clear and the bottom sound was mellow. Zi Baifeng vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his father once held a drum and sang a flower-like tune for himself.
"The part you sang just now..."
"Mr. Mansion Master forgives the crime..." Honggu Niang knelt down again and said, "That lyrics... were changed by my family."
Honggu Niang is also very smart. She travels around the world and knows that villagers are actually most interested in choreographing lyrics that slander their parents' officials and are most likely to resonate with them because they are born to stand on the opposite side, and they go all the way and change them all the way.
Ding Sanji breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that this kind of thing had already begun to be sung.
"Sing another paragraph for me, and then sing the previous paragraph. What is the original lyric?"
The red drum girl was not shy, and she was blessed with blessings, and she started singing with both hands.
"Talking about Jinyang, Tao Jinyang, Jinyang is a good place.
Since the Four Demon Kings emerged, there have been nine years of desolation in ten years.
The rich sell the land and the small sell the men.
I have no children in my family, so I walk around with my flower drum on my back.
White clouds cross the Yangjiang River for thousands of miles, and the flower drums come out of Jinyang.
The four demon kings emerge from Jinyang, and the mountains and rivers are withered and uninspired.
I only want to be self-pity, and don’t hold the pipa and it’s not worth it.
Singing the flower drum and crossing the river, there are more tears than waves.
Zi Baifeng listened, but his expression changed."
Yangjiang is Yangshui. Crossing the Bian River, crossing the Yangjiang River, and escaping from a place called Jinshui Yang. This is a history of escape.
However, the two sentences mentioned in it made Zi Baifeng suspicious.
Since the Four Demon Kings came out, nine years have passed since ten years of desolation; the Four Demon Kings came out of Jinyang, and the mountains and rivers were withered and without spiritual energy.
Ten years of nine years of waste, isn’t it a true portrayal of the current everywhere in Mengcheng?
And the mountains and rivers are withered and uninspired... Zibai Fengqing couldn't help but think of the dead desert.
Where is Jinshui? Zi Baifeng had never heard of it. Maybe it had been submerged under the yellow sand. This song was compiled by those who fled.
Many of them, such as the "Four Demon Kings", are something that Zi Baifeng had never heard of.
Since seeing the Dead Desert, Zi Baifeng has been looking for answers everywhere. Every time he asked his husband, he would sigh and shake his head, not wanting to say anything more. Zi Baifeng knew his husband's temperament. If he didn't say it, he would definitely not be able to ask anything. Perhaps this is not something he should know, and it is not a good thing that he knows.
However, what Zi Baifeng cannot control most in his life is his desire for knowledge.
Especially when this matter really affects one's own interests.
As he climbed up the blue sky, Zi Baifeng searched all the clues he could find. He did not let go of the township and county aegis, but there was no record.
There is a power in the dark that does not allow people to remember history, does not allow people to learn from history, it is destroying all records.
But this world is so magical and so stubborn that what has been erased from history books can be passed down through word of mouth. Even the wheel of history has long crushed all traces of the past, but it cannot crushed the instinct of human beings to engrave history.
Because this is the most fundamental difference between humans and all other creatures.
At this time, Zi Baifeng only wanted to praise the greatness of mankind and praise the insignificant and even extremely small people. They were using their own strength to fight against the world and change everything.
Four Demon Kings!
What does these four demon kings have to do with the loss of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, and with the devouring of everything in the Death Desert?
What does all this indicate?
Chapter completed!