Chapter 291 The Falling Moon Sees Zhenwu; The World in Sheng Zi's Eyes
"That Mr. Lu Jing, it is true that his sword shines brightly on Lord Dong, and those young geniuses with extraordinary backgrounds from various sects are no match for him.
More importantly, after I tried my best to persuade him, he saw Jidu Luohou and was not bewitched by these two Yuan stars. He did not reflect these two Yuan stars. He stuck to his heart and finally took over the power to control the wind and rain. "I did it at the beginning.
As I said, if I take action, everything will be fine."
Su Jianchuan was carrying a mahogany sword on his back with a proud look on his face.
There was a girl beside him who was listening carefully to Su Jianchuan's words.
This girl was also wearing a purple robe. Occasionally she would look up at the dark clouds gathering in the sky, where water droplets were gathering, as if a heavy rain was still brewing.
"Having never reflected Jidu Luohou, and holding the power to control the wind and rain, Mr. Lu Jing has solved the disaster in Hezhongdao without losing his mind. It is indeed a good thing." The girl spoke softly, and then glanced at the proud Su Jianchuan.
: "I lose the bet with you. When I return to Zhenwu Mountain, I will lose you three precious medicines.
The pride in Su Jianchuan's eyes became even stronger, and he even shook his head slightly as he walked, and his pace could not help but become bolder.
"Walk well.
The girl reminded Su Jianchuan softly.
Su Jianchuan immediately remembered the past and noticed the familiar look in the purple-robed girl's eyes. He quickly stood up straight and followed the girl step by step.
"What Mr. Lu Jing has done can indeed be regarded as a great meritorious deed by celebrities throughout the ages."
In front of Su Jianchuan and the girl, an old Taoist man who was also wearing a purple robe, but with many cloud patterns on his collar was holding a fly whisk.
"Jianchuan, you have done a good job. No matter how much role you played in this matter, it will always be of benefit to the world.
The old Taoist said he was in Su Jianchuan.
The girl curled her lips and looked rather dissatisfied.
The old Taoist looked at the girl with a smile and said, "Jian Lin, when we walk in the world, we must not seek Taoism or detachment.
But since we are all human beings, we must have a kind heart. Everyone in the world suffers, but this suffering has depth and shallowness. If you can see the suffering of others, if the suffering is too innocent, we can help
It doesn't hurt to have a group.
"In the past, Emperor Zhenwu appeared in the human world, carrying a long sword to slay demons and protect the peace of the world.
Now the three of us, the master and the disciple, are also traveling around the world, delivering bowls of elixirs to those who are about to die, and saving their lives. In fact, we have the same merit as Emperor Zhenwu.
The girl who was called Jianlin by the old Taoist heard her master's teachings and understood them carefully.
But Su Jianchuan on the side secretly twitched his tongue: "It's a good thing we didn't live in the era when Emperor Zhenwu was slaying demons, otherwise my senior sister and I would have been beheaded."
The old Taoist heard Su Jianchuan's complaint and explained: "The demon in slaying demons does not specifically refer to monsters, but to evildoers.
The world is vast, there are countless creatures, demons, monsters, and humans all have their destiny, and the word goodness is not exclusive to humans. There are demons who uphold goodness, and naturally there are also demons and demons who fall into evil.
When Su Jianchuan saw that the old Taoist heard his complaint, he might as well touch his hair and grin.
But the girl Su Jianlin seemed to understand: "The evil mother and evildoer...such as the King Qi Yuan of Qi State."
When Su Jianchuan heard Su Jianlin mention the words "King Qiyuan", fear suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his eyes dodged a little.
He has never forgotten the bone palace poems that were erected in the capital of Qi State.
The smell of blood was overwhelming there, and the remnant souls of many living creatures were refined into evil demon heads, biting each other to raise a big demon.
"Among the kings in the world, King Qi Ke is the only one who governs the country with complete fear and evil. However, he has already become a dead man and there are very few people in the world who can take his life. This is really unfair.
The purple robe on Su Jianzhen's body fluttered, and there was a hint of helplessness in Su Jianzhen's slightly heroic eyes.
"If one day I can enter the realm of gods and humans, I will definitely go to the capital of Qi State to do so. Even if there is a great immortal sacrifice in Hengshan Temple and the Sword Master of Qi State protects him, I cannot take off the head of King Qi Ke.
We also need to demolish the Bone Palace Ci.
As she finished speaking, a star palace suddenly formed in her eyes. There were five main stars in this starry sky.
The star is made up of four big stars, and there is a drizzle of rain falling in it. Every drop of rain seems to be brewing a magical power.
Vaguely visible, there is a sika deer in the star palace walking in the rain, realizing those magical powers.
"It just so happens that the catastrophe of the Hezhong Road has passed. Next, it will be up to the Dafu imperial court to see how to provide disaster relief and how to allow the Hezhong Road to recuperate.
The great catastrophe has not yet passed, and the three of us, master and disciple, have not played any role. Now that the great catastrophe is over, there is no need to stay on the Hezhong Road.
The deer-raising Taoist, who is known as "deer-raising" by practitioners all over the world, raised his eyes and looked towards the south.
Su Jianchuan's eyes moved and he asked happily: "Master, are we going back to Zhenwu Mountain?"
Taoist deer farmer shook his head: "We are going to meet your junior brother."
"Junior brother?" Su Jianchuan was stunned.
Su Jianxia on the side understood: "Master wants to go to Qi State to find Junior Brother Feng Mian?"
When Su Jianlin mentioned Nan Fengmian, Su Jianchuan, who was originally stunned, suddenly understood. There was a little more hesitation in his eyes, and deep in his eyes there was also fear of King Qi Yuan and the excessive evil. But then, Su Jianchuan seemed to be again
Thinking of something, he said: "Actually, if I think about it carefully, we haven't seen Junior Brother Feng Mian for more than ten years. I still remember that Junior Brother went up the mountain when he was only nine years old. Now in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.
Su Jianlin thought for a moment and nodded: "Junior brother acts impulsively. He liked to act rashly when he was a child. Now that he has gone to Qi State, it is inevitably a bit dangerous.
It is better for us to go to Qi and bring him back than for him to become an unjust ghost in the Palace of Bones.
Su Jianchuan suppressed the fear in his heart and nodded as well.
The old Taoist smiled slightly, waved the fly whisk in his hand, and said: "Everyone has his own destiny, some are extremely talented, some are unparalleled in courage, and there are also people in heaven and earth who are favored by the gods in heaven and earth because of their own beliefs.
You, my junior brother, are already extraordinary, but now you have cultivated a domineering sword spirit, which matches his aura, and with the help of noble people, maybe you can really achieve something big in the future."
"But before something big happens, there must be one life left. Otherwise, whether it is the domineering sword spirit or the abnormal movements of the Zhenwu Emperor, everything will be in vain... King Qi Yuan is not that easy to kill."
"Emperor Zhenwu's divine appearance is acting strangely?" Su Jianlin's eyes narrowed: "Before, Emperor Zhenwu's divine appearance flashed on Zhenwu Mountain. Was it because of his junior brother?"
Now it was the old Taoist's turn to be proud. He raised his head and said with a smile: "I have three disciples in my life. One is more brilliant than the other, and one is more upright than the other. This is all due to the teacher. Su Jianchuan and Su Jianlin looked at each other,
in silence.
Suddenly, Su Jianchuan seemed to remember something. He raised his head and asked cautiously: "I remember that Junior Brother Feng Mian was very reluctant to go up the mountain when he was a child. The master said that he would accept him as a disciple, but he was unwilling to do so. Later, the matter was settled...
…
Master, could it be that Junior Brother Feng Mian later worshiped you as his teacher?"
When Taoist Master Yanglu Yang heard Su Jianchuan's question, he nodded thoughtfully, but secretly said in his heart: "Nan Fengmian doesn't want to be a Taoist priest, so that's why he doesn't want to accept me as his teacher.
But I have taught him practice for five years, and he has already become a master and a disciple. It is said that one day is a teacher and a life is a father, not to mention five years and one thousand eight hundred days."
"Since we have a master-disciple relationship with me, Feng Mian should hold a sword and see Zhenwu."
"However... the mountain master once said that the bright moon hanging in the hexagram is the nobleman of Nan Fengmian. When the bright moon fell, Feng Mian saw Zhenwu, but he didn't know who the bright moon was."
Shengzi was riding a white horse, looking at the official road in a daze.
He had not yet entered the Hezhong Road, passed the Jingjun Road, and then entered the Tai'an Road. It was not until he reached the official road of Tai'an Road that Sheng Zi saw the overwhelming number of people fleeing the famine.
As early as ten days ago, Shengzi had seen people fleeing the famine one after another walking in the mountains and on the official road.
Shengzi naturally knew about the severe drought in Hezhong Road. When she saw these people fleeing the famine, she was not surprised at all. She was just a little curious as to why the surrounding counties, prefectures, and roads allowed these victims to wander around. She even found a special inn.
I wrote a letter to my father in Beijing telling the story, hoping to order local officials to fulfill their responsibility to save the people.
But with a
As they walked along the road, Shengzi finally understood why the governments of the counties along the way did not allow these people to enter the cities. There were even government soldiers guarding the roads along the way to prevent the victims from approaching the towns.
The reason is... there are too many victims fleeing the famine.
Near the Hezhong Road, there are densely packed heads of people on the official road. These people are in ragged clothes, have vegetable-colored faces, and are skinny.
It is rare to see the elderly and children in the crowd, and those who survive are mostly in their prime...
Yes, how can those old people and children walk out of such a vast river road?
"this……"
Standing in a high position, looking around, I feel that all living people are like aimless, hopeless insects and ants, just moving forward without knowing when they will see the hope of life. There are also some wealthy local businessmen.
, the government placed rice and grains along the official road to help the victims, and the rich county government also did the same, but with such a terrifying number of victims, it was inevitable that it would be a drop in the bucket. "The previous letter on my father's case said that the Hezhong Road was originally
The Hezhong Road, the granary of the world, suffered a major disaster, which spread probably twice. The imperial court had been providing disaster relief for several years. There was no excess food in the treasury, and the rest had to be used for military food... The food was really not enough."
Shengzi thought of a letter she accidentally saw.
The letter was placed in front of her father's case, and Shengzi hurriedly took care of it. At that time, she still lamented that the world was not easy.
But she is a young lady from an aristocratic family who has lived in Taixuanjing since she was a child. After sighing, she saw the abundance and abundance in Taixuanjing, and she felt that with the great power of the country, she could always solve the problem properly. Although she felt sorry for the victims in her heart, as time went by, she also felt that
Forgot about it.
But today, she rode out of Taixuanjing. Along the way, the prosperous place was still prosperous, but the faces of these victims were lifeless.
When the young lady from Taixuan Capital saw this cruel scene with her own eyes, the shock to her almost reached the extreme.
She no longer rode her horse on the official road, but avoided the victims and walked into the mountains and fields, walking on the high mountains and rivers, watching the endless flow of people.
In fact, she did not dare to expose her majestic appearance to the eyes of the victims. The lady in white horse and red dress might be the same as food to satisfy their hunger in the eyes of those victims.
Even though there were many military vehicles along the way, Shengzi still didn't want to cause a commotion, and she didn't want the people who had been forced into a desperate situation by the disaster to die because of her.
As Shengzi walked, she was still thinking about what the scene in the middle of the river was like.
After walking for a long time, the sky became dark.
Shengzi vaguely saw a figure among the rocks.
It was winter at this time, and almost all the bark of the trees on the mountain had been eaten away. Occasionally, livid corpses could be seen buried under the white snow on the mountain.
Shengzi has been practicing martial arts for a long time, but after seeing those corpses, her heart still cannot be said to be without any disturbance.
Seeing living people in the distance, she even had some doubts about whether what she saw was a human or a ghost.
Until Su Xun came closer, he saw a haggard old woman, kneeling in the snow. Her face had been frostbitten and left blood.
The old woman's eyes were numb, and she looked down at the two snow patches in front of her.
One place is bigger and one place is smaller.
Someone came on horseback and walked up to the old woman, but the old woman didn't even notice.
Shengzi got off the horse and looked down, but she could see that the larger snow pack was not enough to completely cover the scene under the snow.
It was also a corpse. Looking at the exposed leg bones of the corpse, it should be a man in his thirties or forties.
As for that little snow bag... Shengzi could guess without thinking too much that there was a child buried in it.
The old woman seemed to have no strength left, not enough to bury the man in the snow, so she could only sit there blankly.
Shengzi sighed and took out two pastries from the Qiankun bag.
When she left Taixuanjing, she brought a lot of dry food and cakes with her. She didn't eat much along the way, but she used them all to help the victims along the way.
During this period, she also went to the county towns along the way many times, spending her money to buy a lot of food that had already skyrocketed, and also contributed to the disaster relief, until she ran out of money and only had two or three cakes left...
Even so, Shengzi met the dying old woman
The man still didn't hesitate at all and handed the plum blossom cake to the old woman.
The old woman with cloudy eyes suddenly found the strength to grab the plum blossom cake and wolfed it down.
The skinny face was dripping with blood and stained on the plum blossom cake. The old woman's eyes were red as she ate the plum blossom cake with big mouthfuls.
Seeing this, Shengzi quickly took out the kettle.
But the old woman seemed to be possessed. She was only focused on eating, and she didn't seem to see the existence of the kettle at all.
Sheng Zi panicked immediately. She was afraid that the old woman had not eaten for a long time and had eaten so many cakes. If it got blocked in the esophagus, it would be another life. She was about to reach out her hand and force the old woman to pour some water.
The old woman who was chewing the plum blossom cake as if she was possessed suddenly slowed down.
Her eyes regained some clarity, and she took a closer look at the pastry in her hand. Then she knelt down and moved a few steps forward, dividing the remaining plum blossom cake into two pieces. She buried the smaller piece into the cake.
The man's body was in a snow bag.
The larger piece was buried by her in the small snow bag.
"Son, granddaughter..."
"You guys should eat some too.
The old woman choked and spoke with a trembling voice.
Shengzi stood behind her.
At this time, this young lady from a well-established family suddenly felt a chill.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the old woman in front of me is a living person.
But for some reason, Sheng Zi only felt a chill that made her heart tremble, causing unspeakable fear in her heart.
"This is the world outside Taixuanjing?
She looked around, the cold wind was blowing, and the night was deep. She looked down at the two snow bags again, and she felt more and more scared. Su Hei beside her seemed to sense Sheng Zi's mood, and let out a long hiss.
Shengzi was shocked instead, feeling a little helpless in her heart.
Just at this moment, a gentle and familiar voice suddenly came from behind.