The last time I went down the mountain was not long ago. In November, the autumn wind was cold, and the atmosphere in the county town became slightly warmer, dispelling some of the depression.

rare.

Chen Yu walked by himself on the road. Although the hawking on both sides was not as good as before, he still remembered that there was not a lot of chaos in Xizhou at that time. Businessmen were coming and going, and the city was bustling with people.

Bandits are like combs, soldiers are like grates, and officials are like shavers.

I have to sigh, the world is getting harder and harder.

On the roadside, there were pedestrians walking together, lowering their heads and discussing the recent events as they walked forward.

"The number of refugees in the north has decreased a lot in recent months. They have probably been pacified?"

"That's impossible! It was obviously the Butcher Song who blocked the Hekou River and killed many of them."

"Wantless killing! Have you lost your mind and gone crazy?!"

"Hey, I heard that the evil spirits from Wu Dou Dao used some tricks in the river to cause a big epidemic. I guess the butcher was worried that the southwest would be affected, so he took such cruel measures."

"Hiss—are you saying this with good intentions? Maybe you are worried about the imperial court's orders."

"Perhaps. If the poisoned corpses are really to be dropped into Xizhou, corpses will be scattered everywhere, and merchants will be cut off. Where can he go to collect gold and silver to show his respect in a house with ten houses and nine empty houses?"

"Too."

Is there a big epidemic? From the side, Chen Yu listened carefully, his expression moved slightly and he looked thoughtful.

After walking a few steps forward, some voices of discussion could be heard one after another, either whispering or talking loudly.

Most of the words are related to the poisonous epidemic in Hejian. However, there are some contradictions between the three or five sentences. Some people say that the Hejian is in ruins and the poisonous king is rampant. Some people disdain to laugh and regard it as nonsense by good people.

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After listening all the way, he gradually rationalized the matter. The rumor of the outbreak of the poisonous epidemic was introduced to Xizhou half a month ago. By the time it entered Shiya County, it had passed through countless hands. It was inevitable that it was exaggerated, but that person

It was true that General Zhenxi blocked the river mouth, but he did not massacre the refugees.

It's just painful for Hejian.

Just after the severe drought, the military disaster has not disappeared, and the autumn rain has not yet moistened the fields, a sudden poisonous epidemic is enough to make the already windy and snowy Hejian area even worse.

Wu Dou Dao... Chen Yu wrote down this name. He thought he was an unscrupulous person. If he encountered him in the future, he would have to be more careful. With his cultivation in the Dinxia Realm, he was not afraid of those first-class figures in the world.

There are no means to prevent it.

I walked around the street and walked to the West Alley. After about ten steps, I saw many people entering and leaving the grain store, carrying large and small bags out, and some maids and servants followed Lifu to help.

"My dear nephew, come in quickly."

The old man saw Chen Yu in green clothes from a distance.

He said hello and waved his hand to lead us into the hall.

Chen Yu bowed his hands as a descendant, and then walked into the already emptied store together.

Avoiding the servants and Lifu who were constantly coming and going, he and Master Liu went to the inner hall together. A servant came forward and brought hot tea and two plates of dried fruit snacks.

After saying a few words, it was obvious that the old man was very happy about Chen Yu's arrival, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

While chatting, the topic turned to the Hejian epidemic that has been causing a lot of noise in various places recently.

Uncle Liu has friends living in Hejian, and his relatives are all outside Xizhou, which is not as remote as Shiya, so he knows more about this matter, and the information is much more accurate than that of people on the roadside.

"Song Yiyun attracted 20,000 people and set up camp at the mouth of the river. The tidal flats there are steep and difficult to cross by flying boat."

According to him, a few days ago, the imperial court issued three golden letters in a row asking the General of Zhenxi to go from the southwest to the north. However, he was still shunned and stopped moving forward when he reached the mouth of the river. The report said that there were many water ghosts in the river, all of which were caused by the original

People who were robbed and killed by water thieves had to plow the river before they could move forward.

"You're lying to a ghost!"

The old man took a sip of tea, and his words were full of contempt, saying that he was a vulgar martial artist and was ignorant and unskilled. He made such ridiculous excuses. He, a common man who had studied Taoism for several years and had never read the books of sages, could understand the meaning.

Come, let alone the Gonggun princes who live high in the temple.

As expected, he was warned, and then he changed his excuse to protect the Southwest from the epidemic. In short, the Song Butcher refused to leave the Southwest.

"There is a poisonous epidemic."

Uncle Liu said that the Hejian Land was indeed in complete ruins. The ground had long been covered with bones. When the puppet Qi from the north came, they killed many people and broke down the houses.

A severe drought, the first in decades, followed closely, causing even more casualties.

Natural and man-made disasters occurred one after another, and the once prosperous areas were almost empty.

"Don't worry, the bastards of Wudao Dao can't come up with any good methods. The outbreak of the poisonous epidemic is mainly due to the fact that too many people have died. It has been brewing for several months, and finally waited until the rain and dew began to fall, and then it took off.

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Uncle Liu is going out of state to seek refuge with relatives and friends. Chen Yu can't help but be worried, but the old man can take things for granted.

"The epidemic cannot come to the Southwest. At most, it will make you feel depressed after wandering around the door."

He felt that this disaster could not even get out of Hejian.

Hejian is not far from Hedong and Hexi. These two places are the granaries of the world. Several large warehouses are located here. The senior officials will never let anything happen to them.

Master Liu said that long before the news of the outbreak of the poisonous epidemic spread to the southwest, friends sent letters to greet them, revealing that many Taoist priests and doctors from the Taiyuan Hospital had been sent to the Hejian region to preside over the work of eliminating the poisonous epidemic.

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Zhengyang Temple and Zhenwu Mountain are among them.

"These two families have great ancestry, and have been doing so for hundreds of years, and their heritage is astonishing. This time they must have come up with some secret medicines and recipes. It cannot be said that the medicine can cure the disease, but it should be of great use in matching the antidote to the poisonous epidemic.

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The old man had higher expectations for the Taoist sect than Taiyuan. Chen Yu understood that apart from being a half-disciple of the Taoist sect, Zhenwushan and other Taoist sects had indeed accumulated a lot.

Apart from other things, there have been more than ten major epidemics in the past few hundred years. In terms of response experience, these Taoist sects are naturally more experienced than the Taiyuan Hospital, which was built more than 20 years ago and has been maintained in the palace.

Furthermore, I heard from Uncle Liu that this so-called 'unprecedented' epidemic actually spread in a small area and was confined to the river. It is possible that it will be eliminated.

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"Let's not talk about this, my dear nephew, are there any disciples at Yunhe Temple now?"

Seeing the young man in front of him shaking his head in silence, the old man sighed and finally mentioned a few words. Even though he had left the Taoist sect decades ago, he still hoped to see the Taoist temple flourish and the disciples prosper.

that day.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But Chen Yu on the side was somewhat helpless.

Accepting disciples? Not to mention how many people at the foot of the mountain still know the name of Yunhe Temple in Qingtai Mountain, but his current situation does not allow others to come and go on the mountain.

Even recently, he has been thinking about creating a formation to wrap up the entire mountain and cover it up.

I have no intention of going down the mountain to disturb the wind and rain.

This expectation for Master Liu can only be left to the future, what if one day his head twitches or he finds a way to teach his disciples without exposing his spiritual power!

As the tea gradually cooled down, Chen Yu picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Chen Yu suddenly remembered the tea trees he had planted, and wondered what unique effects they had after cultivating them.

Avoiding this topic, the two of them chatted about family matters and current affairs.

During the process, Master Liu has grown up as a man, and has made friends all over the world. A lot of news has been passed on to him. But now that Chen Yu heard it, he had a basic understanding of everything in the world, and was no longer a stranger.

"My uncle is far away. After this farewell, I don't know where to get these anecdotes from the world."

He sighed with emotion. The old man was almost a know-it-all in the city. Otherwise, he could stay on the mountain for several months, and the changes would come and go, and he would not even know how big the changes were.

Master Liu laughed when he heard this and said, "It's good on the mountain."

Pure and comfortable, without so many worries.

As people get older, they realize that there are too many beautiful things in the world, but for him, those days on Qingtai Mountain when he was young are undoubtedly the most missed.

Chanting sutras and cultivating Taoism, day after day, helpless in the turmoil of the world, transcending things.

"It's best to plant acres of land, as it saves you having to go down the mountain to buy food."

After asking a few questions about the current situation of the fields above the mountain, Chen Yu talked about a few things.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the house. It was a middle-aged man with a plain belt around his waist. He had a square face and a beard.

After introduction, this was the old man's descendant who came to pick him up and move there.

"The business here is temporarily suspended. When we return to Pangqiu, the elders will decide who will take over."

Chen Yu nodded, but he also knew that this was true at the moment, but judging from the current situation, he probably wouldn't send someone to take over and continue to run the grain store.

The old man also knew very well that he had already changed hands on the farm.

He clapped his hands and summoned the boy, holding two slender brocade boxes in his hands.

"I don't know when I will come back this time. My dear nephew, Yunhe Temple is your master's hard work. It must not be abandoned or abolished."

Opening the brocade box, one contained a hundred taels of silver, and the other contained herbs with long beards that looked like human beings.

It's not wild ginseng, but it looks very similar.

Although the middle-aged man next to him tried his best to remain calm after seeing this medicinal herb, his slightly heavy breathing still revealed the turbulence in his heart.

Chen Yu didn't recognize the herbal medicine, but looking at this scene he knew it must be valuable. He took the money and pushed back the remaining brocade box.
To be continued...