Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 559.
Finally "figured out" where the Taoist protector came from. As the smell on his feet subsided and the mosquitoes began to increase, Du Ruhui walked into the darkness.

When I came back, I had an extra handful of wormwood in my hand.

Throwing it into the fire, the smell of wormwood made the mosquitoes retreat for three miles in an instant.

He yawned.

"Master, I'm taking a break."

"Ah."

Li Zhen nodded and meditated cross-legged, blending with nature.

The night passed.

In the morning, the dew is slightly heavy.

Two dry biscuits were warmed up next to the fire with only embers left, and the two of them started on the road again after eating.

But Li Zhen was getting more and more surprised in his heart.

There are indeed many people hiding in the Sanliang Mountains. Although their lives are not very good, they live together in the wilderness, and in some camps he even saw cultivated land.

It is produced by slash-and-burn farming after cutting down the wood.

He even saw a chicken coop...

This group of people even started farming.

Good guy, is this really going to be permanent?
Sure enough, when Du Ruhui explained his intention of coming, the camps hidden in the mountains did not just hesitate like yesterday, but showed a touch of cold resistance.

Even if it mentions family and the like, it doesn't seem to be moved.

On the contrary, there is a hint of ambition to wait for the time to spread.

Li Zhen sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Just by you people...

Ugh.

……

Stopping and stopping like this, they had been in the mountain for a day and night, and finally at dusk of the second day, they saw the carriage down the mountain.

And hundreds of people beside the carriage.

Wang San and those people are on the list.

And when they saw Du Ruhui and Li Zhen coming out, a group of refugees hurriedly called the name of "Lord Director" respectfully, waiting for Old Du to speak.

Li Zhen didn't care much about how Du Ruhui appeases these refugees, he came out anyway.

What he cared about was how many people came.

Looking at the vast crowd of people, he walked up to Xuanzang and whispered:
"How many people came?"

"The number of one thousand and nine."

More than 900?

Li Zhen thought about it, and there could be more than [-] large and small camps after running this day.

The total number of people seems to be... that is, two thousand five six.

He was relieved that so many came out.

Especially when they were all carrying dried meat and had no shortage of rations for a few days.

"These people repeatedly asked the poor monk whether the county guard's words counted, and whether the Bodhi Temple's words counted."

"What did you say?"

"Tell the truth. As long as you work hard, there will be a glimmer of life. Although there are many benefactors in the audience, even though their hands are stained with blood, they are not incurable after all. If you can really survive at that time, Daoist, this is a meritorious deed." There is no limit."

Xuanzang was a little moved, but also a little relieved.

The same is true for Li Zhen.

This sense of accomplishment of doing the right thing is indeed refreshing.

While the two of them were chatting, Du Ruhui also appeased the original camp commanders and told them to tell their comrades about their plans and itinerary.

The route to Yuqian had already been decided, and Du Ruhui even allowed that when passing through villages and towns along the road, if there were relatives they knew well, they could talk to each other to report safety.

But not allowed to leave the team.

And if it is found that anyone has left the team, then all the people in the team they belong to will be abandoned.

As for whether these people will escape...

To be honest, Du Ruhui is not afraid.

Beyond the boundary of Sanliang Mountain, the east of the river is Yimapingchuan.

Don't talk about the abilities of the three practitioners, yourself, Daoist Master, and Master Xuanzang.It is these people who want to escape, but where can they escape?
At worst, return to Sanliang Mountain.

But think about it next time... but there will be no chance.

Is it true that Du's photographic memory was given for nothing?

In this way, a large number of criminals who were still charged with "rebellion" gathered at the foot of Sanliang Mountain, and the smoke rose. A group of people may not have gathered together for a long time, and there was indeed a lot of chatter.

Some people even blew a tune belonging to their hometown with blades of grass.

It attracted countless resonances and low-pitched weeping.

And today is the second day after arriving at Sanliang Mountain.

On the third day, the team was a little scattered.

Everyone went to find something to eat.

Because the Master Master had spoken, we had to prepare food and water and set off as soon as possible.

Although Sanliang Mountain's products were not rich, these people tried their best to dig food from the soil. After hiding in the mountains for so long, the food they needed for the journey of these few days would not be a problem for them.

What's more, there are hundreds of catties of grain on the two carts and horses.

But at that time, it was used for "performance" along the way, and it was not allowed to move unless it was absolutely necessary.

The team stayed in Sanliang Mountain for three days.

On the last night of the third day, early in the morning, Du Ruhui asked everyone to light a fire for dinner.

For tonight's meal, make more and save enough for tomorrow morning.

Go to bed early after eating, and tomorrow morning, after eating all the food, they will go to Yujiao at full speed.

And after these three days, everyone's thoughts have settled down.

No longer the restlessness of the first day when I first came out of the mountain.

Soon, the morning of the fourth day.

With the burial of the bonfire being suppressed, more than 300 people have come out one after another in the past few days.

A total of more than 2000 refugees followed the master's chariot and horses, forming a long line.

The positions of Xuanzang and Cheng Xuanying also became the final ending.

Li Zhen and Du Ruhui lead the way.

The officials followed in the middle of the team to maintain order.

After walking for half a day, they came to the first village after leaving the range of Sanliang Mountain.

According to the order, the two officials rode to the village early to call for help.

Tell them, "The first wave of refugees has come out, and the county guard ordered them to pay for their crimes with work. See if there is anyone from your family, go and let them know."

As soon as this hole was opened, the pressure of my man disappearing for several months without knowing his life and death was suddenly vented.

Before the team reached the village, all the women, women and children in the village had already come to both sides of the official road.

When the team was still fifty or sixty steps away, the chaotic shouts of those people had already passed:
"The head of the house! Is the head of the house here? An Changgui is the head of the house!"

"Son, Hu Bao~ Mother is here..."

"Ji Anxiang!!! Father, mother and I are here~!"

The voices were chaotic, and everyone in the team stretched their heads to watch, and there was a commotion.

pity……

None of the responders.

This place is not far from Sanliang Yamamoto. If anyone's family was really here, they would have notified their family when they fled here a few months ago.

Therefore, no one in the team responded from far to near.

And the faces of these villagers, women and children on both sides of the official road gradually showed a trace of despair, and the sound of crying changed from one person... to all.

howling.

I can't get up on my knees.

almost collapsed.

Maybe I have been prepared for a long time, but when I finally saw the person, there was a ray of hope that was ignited but failed...

It's really too cruel.

And the eyes of the people in the team are also red...

These are not their own relatives, they all look like this now.

They really can't imagine how their relatives have lived in the past few months.

Foremost.

Li Zhen let out a silent sigh.

"Xing, the people are suffering."

Hearing his muttering, Du Ruhui, who pulled the rein, nodded slightly, and sighed deeply:
"Yes. Death, the people suffer."

(End of this chapter)