Please calm down your anger

Chapter 9 Retreating the Bricklayers

While the two were talking, there was commotion on the Junya Qianmen Street...

I saw a group of people coming from the intersection, some old and some young, with white cloth strips tied on their foreheads, their steps were heavy, and their eyes were blank and sad.

Their clothes are shabby and sweaty, and their skin is dark and sun-tanned. Although they are all in good shape, they look like the kind of rickets caused by years of hard work.

The dead silence spread like an infection...

"Hee hee, is this going to a funeral?"

A rogue in the city squatted on the stone steps beside the street and laughed.

Snapped!
Immediately afterwards, he was slapped and flew out.

Liu Cheng, the head of the county government office, withdrew his hand unhurriedly, and said with a cold snort, "Drag this scoundrel back to greet him for two days, and let him know the consequences of being mean."

Yamen servants dragged the rogue away by his hair like wolves and tigers.

As the saying goes, corrupt officials are evil officials, and evil officials are even more vicious.

The yamen servants thought that they were not good people, and it was normal for them to scrape some oil and water on weekdays, but after seeing the tragedy that day, they all felt that this guy deserved to be beaten.

People around are also whispering.

"These are all stonemasons from Shiwa Village..."

"Tsk tsk, I heard that I escaped unharmed by going to work in Fucheng."

"It's miserable."

"Hey, who's to say it's not? I've worked hard for half a year, just waiting to give the elderly and children a good year, who knows..."

The commotion naturally alarmed Wang Xuan.

He walked out slowly, just in time to see this group of people standing outside the government office gate, and they all knelt on the ground with a bang.

An old man in the lead, with his beard fluttering in the cold wind, said in a sorrowful voice, "My lord, the 32 dead ghosts of Shiwa village are going to join the army!"

Wang Xuan already knew what was going on, so he took a deep breath: "No! The dead are gone, you..."

"grown ups!"

A half-grown boy said with a contorted expression: "My whole family is dead, grandpa, father, mother, Er Niu... Woohoo, I want revenge!"

Wang Xuan frowned: "The military mansion is not a place to take revenge, besides, the demon nest has been destroyed, and the great revenge has been avenged."

The old man in the lead said with a wry smile: "My lord, we little people ask for very little, but a meal, a meal, a healthy family, and now we have nothing... And the culprit has not yet been crowned!"

Wang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

The old man in the lead clasped his hands and said, "Don't dare to hide my lord. When the old man was young, he traveled all over the world. He felt that there was something strange about the monster's raid, so he gathered all the people and asked Jin Yange to find out the news."

"I got the news yesterday that the blood-clothed bandits reappeared in Jiulongling to drive away the monsters!"

"Blood Robe?"

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, what kind of organization is this?
"Blood Robe!"

Guo Luquan, who was watching the excitement next to him, suddenly jumped up and said sharply, "Is your news true?"

The old man said sadly: "How could the news about Jinyan Pavilion be false?"

"It's really not safe to hide..."

Guo Luquan muttered something first, and seeing Wang Xuan's gaze, he whispered: "Master Wang, please move forward and talk."

After the two entered the courtyard, Guo Luquan shook his head and said, "Master Wang, you also know that Jing Yaosi is also responsible for dealing with evil cultivators in Jianghu, and the Bloodcloth Bandit is a well-known organization on the list."

"About a hundred years ago, there was a severe drought in the world, and barbarians invaded the Great Wall of Ice and Snow in Heiyuan in the north. The war was urgent, and the relief food had to be transported to the border. As a result, there were millions of victims in the world, and there were countless people who lost their children."

"Let's not list the right and wrong, but there is a group of evil cultivators in the world, who have obtained the heretic method of refining people's pills. Since then, they have gathered a crowd and screamed. They not only rob houses, but also rely on cannibalism for cultivation. They can be called demons."

"After the drought, nearly [-] blood-clothed thieves fled into the deep mountains, eating people and demons. After several attacks by the court, they disappeared. Unexpectedly, they found their whereabouts again..."

After that, he shook his head bitterly and said, "The old man wanted to take this opportunity to recuperate for a while, so it's better to send back the news as soon as possible."

After all, he cupped his hands and went out.

Conferred God Art, Blood Clothes Thief...

It seems that this world is far more dangerous than the previous one knew.

Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, then walked out the door, glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Since you are homeless, you are allowed to join the military mansion, but I have said something beforehand, and those who can't stand it will be eliminated!"

"Thanks, my lord!"

The old man led a group of young and old together to bow their hands.

………………

There is a strong wind during the day, and the sky is full of stars at night.

It was rare for Wang Xuan not to practice, sitting on the roof drinking alone.

He used to wonder why the ancients liked to drink on the roof, was it purely for pretense?
Now I understand that in this world without the hustle and bustle of online entertainment, the pure starry sky without pollution is really charming.

Of course, there are other reasons too.

The military mansion became unusually lively.

There are more than 30 people in Shiwa Village, including seven soldiers and concubine sons of the former army mansion, occupying a full side courtyard.

The side yard was in disrepair for a long time, but the people of Shiwa Village were all stonemasons, so this kind of handicraft was not a problem, so I asked Liu Shun to buy some wood and mud, and the whole yard was tidied up in half a day.

All the exposed roof tiles were replaced, all the collapsed courtyard walls were repaired, all the weeds in the courtyard were pulled out, and some stone locks were chiseled, which made Liu Shun smile with joy.

Two cauldrons were set up in the side yard, and the fire was overflowing.

One sip was used to boil water, and the men in Shiwa Village changed out of their stinky tattered clothes and washed in the courtyard in the cold weather. All of them were muscular and passionate.

One mouthful was used to cook porridge, and the supplies just sent by Jin Hu just came in handy. The large slices of meat and radish were stewed and fragrant, and there were sheets of pancakes baked with dead noodles.

Zhang Heng's arrogant voice is the loudest: "Give me a good meal, today you are victims of disasters, tomorrow you will be soldiers, don't say revenge bullshit, if you can't beat it, just practice it to death, if you can beat it, fuck it! "

"Fuck it!"

A thick voice resounded through the night sky.

When Wang Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

When he first came to this world, he often yearned for those legendary thousand-year-old temple gates, but now, he feels that the military camp is more suitable for him.

But if you want to train soldiers, you can't last long with the little money you sold last time when you suppressed the demon nest.

These soldiers can at least play their role until they have drawn evil spirits into their bodies and become familiar with the formation. Before that, it depends on their own means.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan's heart moved, he jumped out of the courtyard wall, and walked towards the south of the city.

……

After all, it is a lower county, and Yong'an City is not big.

Not long after, Wang Xuan arrived at the south of the city, and in front of him was a Taoist temple with two entrances, with flying eaves and brackets, and dense ancient trees, it was Yong'an City God's Temple.

At this time, the temple gate was opened, and through the temple gate, one could see the incense burner in the courtyard and the candlelight in the main hall, and two handsome little boys were standing at the gate.

Seeing Wang Xuan, Er Daotong didn't panic, but shook his head slightly at him, signaling to stop talking.

It turned out to be the time for the City God to go on tour...

Wang Xuan knew it in his heart, and silently stood aside.

After a while, the sound of horseshoes and rustling footsteps sounded again on the street, accompanied by the whistling cold wind, and entered the Temple of the City God.

The two little Taoist boys followed in hastily, first sealed the row of black pottery pots under the seat of Yong'an City God Changhu God Statue, and then pasted yellow talismans on it before they breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Xuan could see clearly and was not surprised.

That is the City God's Yin Bing Altar, which was refined by Miaozhu Li Daochang who captured the ghosts and became the soldiers under the Changhu seat, specializing in dealing with the lonely ghosts that appeared in the city.

After finishing all this, a little Taoist boy hurried over and made a salute, "Immeasurable Supreme Heavenly Venerable, Captain Wang is visiting at night, but what's the hurry?"

Wang Xuan nodded slightly: "I heard that Daoist Li returned today, so I came to pay a visit."

Daotong Jishou: "Lieutenant Wang, please follow me."

The two walked around the main hall from the side hall, and came to the side room in the backyard. Inside the room, they saw the sandalwood fragrance in the room, and the Taoist Li Shouxin was holding a bucket of bamboo slips to watch.

After seeing Wang Xuan, he didn't seem to be surprised, first he ordered Daotong to serve tea, and then he said with a calm smile: "Captain Wang, this Qingtian tea is unique to the Caixia Mountain. Please appreciate the charm."

Wang Xuan took a sip, and felt the refreshing air accompanied by the fragrance of the tea. He couldn't help but nodded and said, "Good tea, Daoist Li seems to have expected me to come?"

Li Shouxin shook his head with a smile: "After I came back, I heard the name of the hero who beat the tiger, and saw the changes in the military government. I knew that the school captain Jing wanted to move, but I didn't expect that the first person to look for was the old man."

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "To tell the truth, Taoist priest, I want to revitalize the government soldiers, sweep away the evil spirits in the surrounding mountains, and prevent incidents similar to Shiwa Village from happening in the future. I need the Taoist priest to borrow some monster-hunting talismans."

Li Shouxin pondered for a while, and neither agreed nor refused, but looked out of the window, "Captain Wang, do you dare to go on a night tour in the mountains with me?"

This old man... what does Chi Chi Wai Wai want to do?
(End of this chapter)