Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 90
Now, it has been nearly ten days since he went down the mountain. Chen Yu remembered that it was only the sixth day of May when he left Qingtai, and today is the fifteenth day. Homecoming is like an arrow.

As far as he is concerned, many of the goals of going down the mountain have been achieved now, so there is naturally no need to stay.

Pingcheng is prosperous, but it is useless to Chen Yu. In contrast, he still misses the leisure on the mountain more.

This time I have gained a lot from participating in the Fa conference. I bought a lot of books on the five internal organs, but I read a lot, and I keep them in my head.The second is the self-created visceral rebirth technique, the speed of internal practice can be called a thousand miles in a day, saving a lot of time and energy.

Also comes with a sound attack.

In addition, knowledge, combat experience, interpersonal relationships, etc. have also developed to varying degrees.

Of course, what Chen Yu cared most about was the accidental discovery of the fetal breath entrenched in the dantian, as well as the qi species cultivated from the fetal breath.

After experiencing the strengthening of the liver organ brought about by a ray of extremely thin qi, he had a hunch that the new path he had been thinking about all along seemed to have the confidence to go on.

The talent in martial arts can be described as good, and the practice of Taoism is mysterious and mysterious. Only one's own fetal breath, qi, and even spiritual power are tangible and visible, and can be relied on.

Not so delusional.

"Go back to the mountain! Go back to the mountain!"

After packing his bags, Chen Yu left without waiting any longer. He walked out of Pingcheng and walked along the broad avenue to the dirt road.

The sun was shining brightly, he walked through the bumpy path, behind him was the huge and creeping ancient city, and he could vaguely hear the voices of people.

But it has nothing to do with him, and he goes in the direction of breaking Taoism.

……

Compared with the previous time, the return trip was much smoother.

At least that's what Chen Yu thought at first, but within twenty miles, he ran into a group of refugees.

His clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, his face was thin and black and yellow, and his whole body exuded the dead air of rotten wood, not like a living person.

Avoiding far away, he frowned and left, unwilling to meddle in other people's business.

"Five Dou Immortals..."

A group of people faced the north and knelt and worshiped continuously, murmuring in their dry mouths, their voices were hoarse, as if iron sand was grinding animal skins.

When Chen Yu passed by, he heard a few words with his ears, and it seemed that he was not a local, but from the north.

After walking another ten miles, I entered another county.

He frowned, his eyes fell around, and he looked at many beggars who fell by the side of the road together.

This road is barely considered an official road, and I still remember that I didn't encounter these things on the road when I came here.

Along the way, the situation didn't get better, but intensified. It wasn't until they entered Chenzhong that the refugees disappeared.

"What's going on up north?"

Pingcheng is close to Taoyang, which is considered to be the north of Guangyong counties, and further east is Taiding Prefecture, which is already the easternmost point of Xizhou, separated from Jiangzuo by a big river and two Gaolong mountain ranges.

And after crossing Jiangzuo and Jiangyou, it is not far from Hexi.

It is close to the Central Plains.

From what I have seen and heard, most of the refugees speak the local dialect north of Taiding, which is quite different from the dialect in Guangyong and even Xizhou.

Fortunately, I can still understand.

Wudouxian...Chen Yu remembered that there seemed to be a disaster in the Hejian and Hebei areas. There were many monsters, ghosts and snakes coming out to make trouble there, and Bailian, who had changed her teaching, was one of them.

And according to what I heard in the past few days in Pingcheng, there are many wild sects such as Wudou Dao and Wu Dou Dao along with the White Lotus Sect. It is still daring to pretend to be a ghost and fool the people with the name of a real monarch, and he is not timid.

Wu Dou Dao, also known as Wu Dou School, is actually not a Taoist school, but a martial arts school through and through.Do not preach the scriptures, do not teach morality.Similar to its name is Wudou Rice Dao, which is the Taoist inheritance of Zhenger Bajing.

It is closely related to the prosperous Taiping Road today.

As for Wu Dou Dao, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a cult, and what it does is no more noble than the current White Lotus Sect. Everyone shouted and beat them in the north.

But maybe it's really the right time, place, people and harmony. This kind of low-level sect can also stir up wind and rain, and its momentum is getting higher and higher day by day.

This has a lot to do with the government.

He heard Taoist Jiang say that the north is about to be abandoned, and the court is now struggling with only two points, one is to establish the emperor's foundation and strengthen the orthodoxy, and I will come to the stage after you sing on the hills, and the city of Jianye is full of smog.

The other is to congratulate the old lady on her fiftieth birthday. It is rumored that the minister of the Ministry of Rites suggested that it will cost tens of millions of records to build a thousand steps to climb the universe.

As for the displaced people in the north, from the gatekeepers to the princes, few of them really take it to heart, at most they talk about it, and use it as a means of attacking others.

Otherwise, it would not be until now, from March to mid-May, for two full months, the Puppet Qi still occupied a large area of ​​territory, dozens of cities, and had not yet completely retreated.

And the Zuofeng Fortress guarding the north has been lost for more than a month.

It has never been recovered.

The generals and princes in the vicinity are still arguing about the rest of the details. God knows when the chapter will be really settled.

Shaking his head and sighing, although Chen Yu didn't have the heart of worrying about the country and the people like Taoist Jiang, he still had compassion after witnessing everything.

It's a pity that he knows very well that he can benefit the world at the same time. Now he is alone, and he has no support in his mind.

"Forget it."

He thought, recalling the spring millet planted in the temple.

In the future, if it is possible to cultivate high-yield grain seeds that can produce a thousand catties per mu of square land, maybe...

Everything is still early, not yet known.

The sun came to the mountainside, and the sun was dim.

Crows cry like weeping blood, which can be heard faintly in people's ears from high places and far away.

"Ox-nosed! Hand over the money!"

On the way, I don't know where these people came from, Chen Yu looked at each other, fifteen or six people, gathered together, with a very ruthless aura.But a northern dialect revealed that they were not locals, at least not Guangyong people.

The dialect in Xizhou is unique, or, there are hundreds of dialects in the entire southwest, and it is difficult to understand across the mountains. This kind of thing is very common in memory.

In front of him, more than a dozen foreigners gathered.

He looked around, and compared to the ones he had seen before, these people were undoubtedly in much better condition. The man who acted as the leader still had a bit of flesh on his face, and his body was strong, so he didn't look like he was often hungry.

"Flying so far, don't be deceived by the Bailian Sect again."

Chen Yu said some words that the refugees and bandits could not understand, and then stepped forward.

Bang!
The leader only felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and two yellow teeth flew out of his mouth, dripping with blood.

He became dizzy and eventually fell down and passed out.

Without looking at him, Chen Yu dealt with this group of gangsters who had just transformed from refugees.

And turned them from bandits to prisoners.

He simply asked a few words, and sure enough, the drought in the north did not abate, and there were more and more refugees, and several rebels were coming and going in that area, fighting endlessly, so many people ran to the south with their families.

Hedong is the first choice, but there are government troops stationed, and many cities have refused refugees to enter the city on the grounds of insufficient food storage.As for the south of the Yangtze River, which is separated by a large swath of rivers and rivers, it is even more impossible to go through the river corridor in recent months, and it is even more chaotic than the river.

So I came to the west.

In contrast, although the southwestern states are remote, they can even be regarded as a paradise here.

(End of this chapter)