As the three of them became monks, the Luo Family Class had a total of five monks, and it suddenly became a cultivation force.
Li Dingguo became a martial artist, and his means of self-protection were of course various martial arts.
Su Xian is an alchemy monk. In addition to the alchemy profession, he also has many means of self-protection, such as the alchemy cauldron, the natal erysipelas, and the five elements of elixir fire, which can be used offensively and defensively, and can be continuously upgraded.
Luo Li is a beast-controlling monk, and her only means of self-protection is the blade of an animal's tooth, but as long as she gets a powerful bird or beast, she can get help.
The ghost disciple Hong Xiu is a ghost cultivator and is nothing more than a ghost trick.
Luo Ning is a Ling Dao monk. Because he plays the character and has the true meaning of the character, he is a combination of martial arts cultivator, Taoist cultivator, ghost cultivator, shaman cultivator and talisman cultivator.
As Ling Dao improves and the roles he plays increase, as long as he doesn't die, he will one day master all the Dao and become a master.
In addition, there is a child-like shaman who is proficient in divination.
After Luo Li successfully entered the Tao, the first thing he did was to feed the old cow that was about to die, the Mortal Transformation Grass given by Luo Ning.
Inside the inn stables.
Luo Li patted Lao Niu's back, looked at Lao Niu chewing the Mortal Grass with tears in his eyes, and said with a tearful smile:
"Old man, what did I say? I won't let you die of old age."
"Brother said that this Mortal Transformation Grass can't turn you into a monster, but it can make you full of vitality and extend your life by five to ten years."
"Old man, one day, I will turn you into a demon cow."
The old cow ate the sloughing grass, and the withered hair on its body began to become moisturized.
The old and sluggish look of me was slowly fading away, and I seemed to be seven or eight years younger.
Although he was still in good shape, his whole body's aura was different.
"Moo—" Old Jianji was full of vitality and couldn't help but raise the horns of his majestic head and scream.
"Giggle!" Luo Li couldn't help hugging Lao Niu's neck and smiled happily.
………
Early summer in May.
It has been more than half a month since Luo Jiaban and the caravan left Sanjie Town.
Along the way, we encountered ghosts and robbers several times, but when they saw the formation of Luo Ning and others, they all retreated and did not dare to take action.
No danger.
On this day, everyone passed through a village and found many villagers carrying burdens and driving ox carts towards the small town.
Their expressions were both fearful and excited, pitiful and eager.
"Lord." A Lu inquired and reported to Luo Ning, "In the nearby town of Taining, the people in the town died overnight, with over 10,000 dead."
"These villagers went to the town to get things. So much property in the town has become ownerless."
Luo Ning frowned: "Plague? Robbers?"
A Lu shook his head: "No. I don't know why, but they all died overnight."
When Qian Sibaanpan heard this, his expression changed and he said: "Brother Luo Dao, how can this way of death be the same as that of Wangyou Township, the land of poppies?"
Luo Ning asked: "Brother Qian, does he know this Taining town?"
Qian Sibaan nodded and said: "I know something. A few decades ago, there was no market in Taining Town. It was a saline-alkali land and it was not a major transportation thoroughfare."
"But suddenly it became popular and prosperous, and it became a market town like a small town."
Luo Ning thought thoughtfully: "Brother Qian, do you know why Taining Town is prosperous?"
Qian Sibaan's expression also became strange, "Because...salt!"
"Salt is a necessary thing, everyone must eat it. Salt is a government-owned specialty, but Taining Town is a nest of private salt dealers. They burn salt here and then sell it, making huge profits."
"So, most of the people in the town are salt sellers and salt people, as well as monks who are salt lords."
"Taining Town is not as rich as Wuwuwangyou Township, but it's not much different."
"Do you deserve to die for selling smuggled salt?" Luo Ning looked grim, "Or is there a reason for it?"
Luo Ning didn't ask why the government didn't care. Why didn't the government care? Of course, those officials were fed money and became a protective umbrella.
Qian Sibaan smiled and said, "Smugglers of salt should be killed according to the official law, but in the end it is not a sin that corrupts one's morality. If the salt dealer can make people afford cheap salt, that would be good."
"But the problem is, there is something wrong with the salt in Taining Town!"
"Although there is a lot of salt in the saline-alkali land, it is naturally toxic. If it is not processed through several processes, the output will be substandard salt. If people eat too much, they will get jaundice and die."
"But if a few more processes are added, the cost of manpower and material resources will increase greatly, and the profit will be thin."
"Brother Luo Dao, you can tell the quality of the silk business I run by just looking at it. But whether the salt is good or not, ordinary people can't tell with their eyes."
"In today's world, how many people's eyes are red for the sake of money. Counterfeit and shoddy products are rampant, and people are hard-pressed to guard against them. How many of these salt dealers would stop selling bad salt for the sake of their conscience?"
Luo Ning sat on his horse and looked up at the hazy sky, "Is it possible that the salt people in Taining Town suffered the same retribution as the people in Wangyou Township?"
Qian Sibaan nodded and said, "I was thinking the same thing just now. Since I'm passing by here, I might as well go and have a look."
Everyone headed to Taining Town together, and within three miles, they smelled a strong smell of corpses.
It is early summer in May, and the weather is already hot. There are so many corpses in the town, and the stench will fill the sky in a few days.
However, the bitter villagers were still like flies chasing the stench, enduring the stench and rushing forward.
Some refugees rushed forward desperately.
If you arrive late, the deceased's belongings will be taken away by others.
Luo Ning's sense of smell has been lost, and he can no longer smell the smell of corpses. This may be the only good thing?
"Brother..."
Luo Li and Su Chuo; the two sisters covered their noses together, "I don't want to go, it makes me sick."
Tongyan Shaman doesn’t want to go either.
Luo Ning and Su Xian smiled and told them to look at their luggage and not go into town.
As soon as we entered the town, the smell of corpses was even more terrifying.
Luo Ning entered a courtyard facing the street and saw six corpses lying inside, including men, women, old and children.
Their skin has wrinkles like dry branches, and at first glance they look like they have died of dehydration.
Everyone looked very painful, as if they had been poisoned and died.
"They died of salt poisoning." Luo Ning saw the cause of death immediately. "They ate a lot of salt. Even if it was qualified salt, they would die suddenly if they ate just two taels of it, let alone if they ate substandard salt."
"Brother is right, it is indeed salt poisoning." Danxiu Su Xian also saw it, "About two nights ago, they ate a lot of salt and died of it alive."
Qian Sibaanpan showed a look of horror, "The people in Wangyou Township died by smoking opium, and they died by eating poisonous salt. It's really a case of repaying the other person with the same method!"
"Their money is gone too." Luo Ning pointed out, "My consciousness did not find a single tael of silver or a single copper coin."
Li Dingguo said: "There are no gold or silver jewelry on the dead body. Looking at the yard of this family, they should be considered a wealthy family."
When everyone left the courtyard, they heard howls of pain and agony outside, and the streets were full of noise.
"Where is the gold and silver? It was taken away!"
"Ah - not even a copper coin!"
"Your mother! You're too late!"
"That's impossible! The Yan family in the town is so rich, why don't they even have a single copper left?"
But soon, some people were still concerned about the cause of death of the Yan people.
"Scare! Evil! How did they die? Did they die from eating salt?"
"My mother! You are so damned alive!"
Luo Ning and others walked along the street and saw either corpses or "scavengers" who were surprised and disappointed.
When passing by a magnificent courtyard, the mocking parrot in the birdcage at the door suddenly screamed:
"Gukakahekebarang...gukahekebarang..."
Luo Ning couldn't help but frown.
It’s that mysterious ancient language again, translated by the magical power of Lingdao: “He is on a terrifying tree.”
So cruel.
More than 10,000 people died!
What kind of being exercises His justice in this way?
Is such a horrific killing really justice?
Luo Ning didn't want to look at it anymore and didn't want to delve into it further.
He only knows that no matter what this kind of existence is, it is not something that he can predict or provoke.
The powerful government did not appear in time.
It is enough to show that the government cannot control it and cannot control it.
"Let's go." Luo Ning shook his head, looking at the hell-like Taining Town on earth, and didn't want to stay any longer.
However, even though he had been away for a long time, Luo Ning still couldn't help but think of the corpses all over the street, and the parrot's words, "Cucka-ha-ha-ha-baa-lang."
There seemed to be a gloomy cloud in my heart.
The next day, everyone finally came to a river with reddish water.
This river is not wide, less than three miles. In this vast world, it is just a small river.
But the reddish river water gave people an indescribable strangeness.
"Brother, this is the famous Jealous Fujin." Su Xian said with a smile,
"Jian Fujin, it is said that beautiful women cannot cross the river, and they will die if they cross the river. Only men and ugly women can cross."