Nine Pins Immortal Road

Chapter 243 The Sorrow of the Weak

In the aftermath of Yuanying Zhenjun's battle, a ray of water fell into the river, causing the river to surge, destroying the embankment and turning into a flood.

When Liang Zhaohuang and others arrived, the flood had already destroyed the villages and towns on the bank. Many civilians fell into the flood, many drowned, and swollen floating corpses could be seen everywhere, which was extremely shocking.

Many people drowned under the flood, but there are still many survivors struggling and surviving in the flood.

When Liang Zhaohuang and others arrived, the humble Zhao family in this town found that they were not actively saving people, but saving their own property.

The Zhao family of a poor family lived by the river, and opened a "shell farm" in the river, where they were good at raising spirit shells and picking spirit beads for the family's practice.

When the flood broke out, it not only destroyed the township, but also completely destroyed the "shell field" opened by the Zhao family. Many shellfish escaped by the flood.

When Liang Zhaohuang and others arrived, these Zhao family disciples were in a hurry to catch spirit shells, but they didn't pay much attention to the many civilians in the flood.

In the eyes of these Zhao family children, those ordinary people are not even as precious as Lingbei.

When Liang Zhaohuang saw this scene, he was naturally furious.

He immediately ordered everyone to save people, and at the same time, he called the Patriarch of the humble Zhao family and reprimanded him on the spot.

Facing the reprimand from the county lieutenant, the Patriarch of the Zhao family, an old man with white beard and hair, could only bend over and obey the reprimand, not daring to say a word to defend himself.

Finally, when Liang Zhaohuang bluntly stated that the poor Zhao family failed to fulfill the responsibility of "guarding the people" and was about to take back the township here on behalf of the county.

The patriarch of the Zhao family, the old man with the head of the head, begged and defended in panic, "Master County Lieutenant, my Zhao family can gain a foothold here and this township, thanks to the support of the county tycoon 'Yunshui' Lu family."

"My Zhao family earns every year, and nearly half of it needs to worship the Lu family."

"It's this 'Beichang'. Although my Zhao family is running it, the Lu family actually occupies the majority of it. It can be regarded as the Lu family's property."

"Many variants of spirit shells in the 'Beichang' were sent by the Lu family to cultivate and reproduce here."

"My son of the Zhao family, I usually take care of these spirit shells carefully, not daring to injure them slightly, otherwise the Lu family will blame them."

"But this time, floods suddenly fell from the sky, and the shell field was destroyed by the flood in a blink of an eye. Many spirit shells escaped. My Zhao family didn't have time to react and stop it!"

The head of the Zhao family, the white-haired old man, was already in tears when he said this, and said helplessly:

"These spirit shell variants are all belonging to the Lu family. I usually cannot escape the punishment of the Lu family if I have a slight loss. Now that the shell farm has been destroyed, all the spirit shell variants have fled. The loss is nothing. For a poor family, it is tantamount to the sky falling!"

"After that, I don't know how to explain to the Lu family."

"Even if I sell all the Zhao family's children into the Lu family's servants, I'm afraid it will be difficult to repay such a loss!"

The Patriarch of the Zhao family spoke with panic and tears streaming down his face.

"That's why, in a panic, the old man just now ordered the children of the family to track down the escaped Lingbei alien species, but ignored the civilians."

"Master County Captain!" said the old man, bowed to Liang Zhaohuang again, and begged, "Thousands of mistakes, all of which are the fault of my old fool, the children of the clan are just obeying my orders."

"All faults have nothing to do with them!"

"The old man is willing to use this remnant to die for those civilians who are in trouble."

"I also ask the county lieutenant to hold your hands high and let me go, the little humble family of the Zhao family."

The Patriarch of the Zhao Family, the white-haired old man said, and knelt down in front of Liang Zhaohuang, pleading with his head.

In the distance, some children of the Zhao family saw the scene, and they were about to rush forward, but they were all stopped by the children of the Liang family.

At this moment, Liang Zhaohuang looked at the white-haired old man who was prostrating in front of him, and in a trance, he saw a shadow of the second uncle from him.

It is not easy for a small family from a poor family to survive, and it is even more difficult to develop.

At the beginning, when the Liang family was still a poor family, the second uncle Liang Xuelin, as the patriarch, did not give everything for the family, even his dignity.

The anger in Liang Zhaohuang's heart was not vented, but an inexplicable sadness rose up, and the feeling in his heart was complicated for a while, and it was hard to let go.

After a long while, Liang Zhaohuang flicked his sleeves helplessly, helped the old man who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I want your life for nothing. As for your Zhao family, the township and clan will be kept for now until this evil disaster happens." , I will find out about this from the Lu family."

"At that time, it should be your Zhao family's punishment, and you can't escape!"

"Thank you, my lord!" The old man hastily bowed again, and was about to kneel down to thank him, but was stopped by Liang Zhaohuang's sleeve, so he could only bow down and say, "Thank you, my lord, for your kindness."

Liang Zhaohuang waved helplessly, letting him go.

Then suppress the complicated emotions in my heart and invest in disaster relief first.

This flood destroyed the villages and towns, and many people died. When Liang Zhaohuang and the others arrived, there were not many survivors in the flood.

Soon, under the action of everyone, all those who died in the flood were rescued.

As for the floating corpses in the flood, Liang Zhaohuang directly ordered the head of the Zhao family to take people to clean them up.

He didn't stay to clean up those corpses, because after the flood here, Liang Zhaohuang realized that he had to speed up, otherwise if there were still villages and towns in front of them that were hit by the aftermath of the war, they were too slow to go, and they might not be able to save people in time.

It was too late for everyone to rest, Liang Zhaohuang ordered to continue on their way.

At the same time, he summoned several Foundation Establishment cultivators, discussing that several Foundation Establishment cultivators would fly to the front and pursue the disaster caused by the aftermath of the war.

If a village or town is found to be disaster-stricken, several of their Foundation Establishment cultivators will arrive first, and they will be able to rescue them earlier.

At the same time, a few foundation-building monks can also guide the way for the large army of Qi-refining monks behind, directly leading to every town that needs help.

There is no need for the team of Qi-refining monks behind, and then go slowly to investigate everywhere, so as not to waste time.

Zhang Junxiang, Mr. Hu and others agreed with Liang Zhaohuang's opinion, and several of them, the Foundation Establishment cultivators, set off first, flying forward to investigate the situation ahead.

Liang Zhaohuang, on the other hand, led the teams of Qi-refining monks, followed closely behind, and quickly rushed to the villages and towns in need of help according to the guidance of several foundation-building monks.

Everyone continued to pursue eastward, and soon Zhang Junxiang and others who were investigating in front sent back a message.

They found a town that was devastated by the aftermath of the war, but the town had been completely engulfed by a misty cloud, and there were no living people in it, whether it was civilians or monks from poor families, they had all been engulfed and died by the misty cloud.

There is no rescue.

Liang Zhaohuang got the news from the rear, his face was gloomy and ugly, he activated the 'Tianyantong' to look ahead, and sure enough, he saw a place shrouded in clouds and mist a hundred miles away.

It used to be a township, but now it has become a dead place shrouded in clouds and mist.

He didn't know what those 'blurred clouds' were, and his 'eyesight' couldn't see through those 'blurred clouds'.

The aftermath of the Nascent Soul Zhenjun War, and the scattered means, are fatal threats to ordinary people and even low-level monks.

(End of this chapter)