It was the thief who followed Zhou Yang before, and he was also a bandit gang in this mountain.
When I met him in Si County before, I saw that this young man was extremely valuable, so I slowly looked for opportunities, hoping to suffocate them when passing by Black Bear Ridge, and recruit friends to take advantage of the opportunity to rob him.
Just when the thief was feeling happy, an orange-red light suddenly passed by.
The flying sword flew to a mountaintop more than ten miles away, and flew back in just a few seconds, not stained with blood.
These people robbed homes, looted soup kitchen shacks, and robbed refugees. They killed without mercy and died without mercy.
After killing a group of bandits, the group quickly left Black Bear Ridge.
Everyone walked quickly, and it didn't take long before they saw a city in the distance.
This is not one of those low earthen city walls, but a real city wall made of blue bricks, eight meters high.
It is the most impressive city wall along the way.
Outside the city, a porridge shed was set up, and porridge was being given to the refugees.
"Along the way, so many refugees have appeared and bandits are everywhere. This dynasty is afraid of taking jujube pills."
Li Jian summarized what he saw and heard along the way into one sentence.
"Hua Hua Hua Hua..."
The river flowed away with a roar.
The land here is relatively fertile and the people can still survive.
The county town is also a prosperous city, and the local parents have made a difference, making gruel to provide some help to the passing refugees.
"Dang! Today's porridge is gone!"
As soon as the gong sounded, the guards were about to close the stall.
"There are only a few dozen bowls of porridge, and everyone hasn't eaten the porridge yet..."
The hungry refugees in the back, with their chests pressed against their backs and their eyes glowing green, were all frightened and angry.
"No means no!"
The guards simply pushed aside these thin refugees and walked away.
"For this county magistrate, giving out porridge is a fake thing, but fighting for a few points of fame is a real thing."
Li Jian said.
"However, these people may not remember him well."
Nan Yan was confused.
"Those who can speak out have always been wealthy people. Now it's the refugees' turn to speak out."
Li Jian shook his head.
Zhou Yang was walking and saw several children. They were all skin and bones, except for their big heads and big bellies.
He was so hungry that he had no strength left, so he could only crawl on the ground.
"Child, if you want to follow me, you can have a full meal."
Zhou Yang walked up to the child and said.
"I wish, I wish!"
The child looked at the noble master with gleaming eyes.
As soon as Zhou Yang made a sound, many people crowded over and looked at him expectantly.
"Master, as long as I can have enough to eat, I am willing to be a slave, a maid, a cow or a horse, I am willing to do it!"
"Young master, please choose me. I am in good health and can do heavy work!"
"Sir, I am a blacksmith and know how to make iron. Choose me!"
"Sir, sell me and give me a bag of rice."
All of a sudden, people selling themselves came in droves.
"Don't be anxious, everyone. Come one by one. As long as you are healthy, I will take it."
As Zhou Yang spoke, he waved his sleeves and a large basket appeared on the ground, a basket as tall as a person.
The big basket is filled with steaming big white steamed buns. The sweet smell wafts out. The sweet aroma of wheat makes people unable to help but have their throats throbbing and swallowing saliva. Apart from these big white steamed buns, there is nothing else in their eyes.
!
"Master Immortal!!"
In the distance, I was still hesitating whether to come here to pick up the workman. When I saw this large basket of beautiful white steamed buns that I had never seen before, I didn't dare to have any delusions and stayed there honestly.
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"Those who are willing to follow, get some steamed buns to eat."
As soon as Zhou Yang finished speaking.
The steamed buns were robbed.
After one basket of steamed buns was finished, Zhou Yang waved his sleeves and another large basket of white flour steamed buns came out.
There are hundreds of them in each box!
The large white steamed buns seemed to be endless. Thousands of refugees were full after eating them, and their stomachs became uncomfortably bloated.
At this time, Zhou Yangcai had a thought, and a magnificent door appeared out of thin air.
This gate is holy and sacred, rich and gorgeous, with brilliant and changing light, making people feel the unparalleled fairy atmosphere.
Zhou Yang pushed gently and the door opened, and suddenly another world appeared in their eyes.
Not to mention these refugees, even the policemen in the distance and the big soldiers standing on the top of the city were looking at it with shock and envy, knowing that this must be the legendary fairy cave!
Refugees poured in.
Not only refugees, but also some people who hoped to get immortality also rushed here, fearing that they would not be able to enter the immortal cave.
Naturally, medical staff wearing protective clothing came out and took these people to a building with a red cross hanging on it, where they were washed, examined, and vaccinated one by one.
Medical staff are already familiar with these steps.
With more than a thousand people, it won't take long to get it done.
After forty-eight hours of isolation, they will be sent to ideological and political trainees for ideological and political literacy. After completing the verification, they will undergo academic training. After returning to the wasteland world, they will be transferred to the Organization Department and re-trained according to their grades and expertise.
distribute.
Instead of entering the city, the group of people walked towards a place called Wuling Creek.
"Wuling River is the favorite scenic spot of poets and poets in Qamdo Prefecture. The Happy Pavilion with flowing water and the Four Pagodas of Wuyun Changlong are famous far and wide."
Nan Yan has gradually adapted to her role as a tour guide.
Walked through the Happy Pavilion, swam through the Four Pagodas, and stepped across the Wuling River.
"Guonan County is ahead."
When the group of people walked and stopped, watching and playing all the way to the outside of Guonan County, Nan Yan was still a little reluctant to part with it.
However, luckily she still remembered the mission of the master, the monster at the foot of the mountain whose blood was sucked by the monster, and the need to find her uncle and bring him back to deal with the evil spirits.
"This piece of writing is given to you. If you encounter a monster that is difficult to deal with, it may be able to save your life."
Zhou Yang took out a scroll.
Nan Yan opened it and saw a word "sword" inside, like a silver painting with an iron hook, full of sharpness. Just looking at it made her eyes sting and her skin hurt, as if she had been cut.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou."
No matter how reluctant we are to part, we still have to separate when it’s time to separate.
Give her the word "sword" to save her life.
When it was time to part ways, Zhou Yang casually gave her a hook, and she was in danger of life and death recently.
After giving her the calligraphy and painting, and then hanging it up, the disaster of life and death was solved.
"Guobei County!"
Zhou Yang already had a guess when he looked at the map and saw Guonan County and Guobei County to the south.
Standing at the gate of Guobei County.
With a sweep of his mind, Lanruo Temple, which is only more than 20 miles away from Guobei County on the mountain road, has also appeared in Zhou Yang's mind.
"Let's go, I heard Nan Yan say that the roast chicken in Guobei County is excellent, let's go try it. In the evening, we will set off for Lanruo Temple."
into town,
The arrogant guard guard just glanced at Zhou Yang quietly and didn't even dare to accept the money.
After all, being an official is all about observing one's words and deeds, the gentry's money will be returned upon signing, and the common people's money will be settled in half.
