Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 840 I hope all Taoist friends can survive this disaster

"You don't recognize me, I'm Hui Mian——"

The child screamed loudly, and the name "Huimian" seemed to have a magical power. The rich young man Jiang Lang was stunned for a moment, and a memory was awakened.

"I was wondering why you are so annoying, it turns out it's you!"

A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Lang's face.

"Wait a minute, wait until I finish giving out the porridge!"

The Jiang family's servants and the refugees waiting for the porridge were all a little surprised. It seemed that the child knew the young master who gave the porridge?

After half an hour, Jiang Lang found the child who had been wandering around the porridge shed. The child was surprised when he saw him, but Jiang Lang gave him a wink and walked away, and Hui Mian immediately followed.

They stopped when they reached the alley behind the Jiang family's grain store. Jiang Lang took out a small bag from his arms and handed it to Hui Mian.

"Here you go, don't say I'm not nice enough!"

As soon as Hui Mian took the bag, he knew what was inside. When he opened it, he saw several steamed buns. His eyes lit up immediately. Then he saw a small bamboo jar filled with pickles.

"terrific!"

Hui Mian didn't say anything else. He squatted down and started eating. He took a big bite of the steamed bun, and his cheeks bulged.

"Wow, it's delicious. I haven't eaten enough in a long time. It smells so good."

Jiang Lang also squatted down and watched.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a human. I thought you were a mink or a mouse or something."

Hui Mian paused, looked at Jiang Lang and continued eating, but stopped after a while.

"Hey, what's wrong? You think it's not tasty? Let me tell you, these things are really expensive these days!"

"No, I can't eat anymore."

Hui Mian sat down against the wall and rubbed his stomach. Jiang Lang was surprised for a moment, but then he reacted.

"That's right. After all, our situation is different from before, and your stomach is not a bottomless pit anymore. By the way, where is Lao Yi?"

Jiang Lang has come to his senses at this moment. Compared with other fellow Taoists, he and Hui Mian are very different. Putting aside their desires, at least they have all experienced the devil realm, so they will be relatively less affected by it.

Hui Mian shook his head when he heard this.

"I don't know. If I hadn't seen your face, I would have thought that what happened to me was just my first dream. But sir, I'm sure you'll be fine. All we have to do is hold on until the disaster is over!"

Jiang Lang frowned.

"Don't you want to help Lao Yi?"

Hui Mian said that he couldn't eat anymore, but he was still nibbling on the steamed bun. When he heard this, he grinned and showed his thin arms.

"Just us?"

Jiang Lang frowned, clenched his fist, and tried to hit the wall of the alley, and immediately felt a pain in his hand.

"What do you think is the essence of the pill tribulation?"

Hui Mian pinched a piece of pickled vegetable and put it into his mouth, while pointing towards the entrance of the alley.

"Do you need to think about it? Look, this is it!"

"Famine and civil unrest?"

Hui Mian was happy.

"How is that possible? It's obviously the flood, or the giant dragon. You are the Dragon King!"

Jiang Lang suddenly realized.

"Yes, but I think there is more to it than that. Is there anything we can do?"

Hui Mian paused, and the two were silent for a long time before Hui Mian spoke again.

"Although dragons are mostly legends in this world, there are always stories about catching tigers and killing dragons, as if the big dragon is a kind of ferocious beast in the water. But you and I know what a real dragon is like. Even though this place may be different from the outside of the magic realm, it is not much simpler."

Hui Mian recalled the time when he and his master were in the painting. In that environment, there were actually snow pythons walking on ice and snow. It was simply puzzling. Could it be that the dragons here would be much kinder?

"The Tujiao Camp, or the people nearby, please persuade as many people as you can, and don't let anyone die here."

Jiang Lang also sat on the ground, picked up a steamed bun and started eating it.

"I'm afraid the people in the Tujiao Camp can't be persuaded to leave. Even if they want to leave, they can't. They will be treated as deserters. The people in the city can think of some way. Do you think Lao Yi is in the Tujiao Camp?"

"I don't know if the master is here, but those Taoist friends who have entered the devil realm must be here. By the way, why are the people in this city dispersing?"

"Well, what else can we do? We can go to another place to distribute porridge. I will go and persuade the old man at home and tell him that I did good deeds and accumulated virtues. Then I will go to the high mountains to hire people to build sheds, pay them wages and provide food. In this way, most of the refugees will go there, and many ordinary people will also go there, but there will definitely be some left."

"Well, let's save as many as we can. You are not the all-powerful Dragon King here, and I don't have any magical powers either!"

Two people, one big and one small, sighed here. Although they woke up, they still did not ignore the people in the magic realm, because they had all experienced the magic realm and their memories of this time were very clear.

I lived in the magic realm for so long, and even now, every tree and blade of grass, the people I met, the neighbors and relatives here are all so vivid and real, with their own joys and sorrows, and I can't bear to ignore them.

“Maybe there is no other way.”

Hui Mian looked at Jiang Lang in confusion, and the latter thought for a moment and said.

"Do you know who the current imperial master is?"

"I heard his name seems to be Lingtai Zhenren?"

Jiang Lang nodded. "Yes, they all call him that, but I know more. In my family, er, I mean the family here, my grandfather used to run a grain store in the capital, and he also met the Imperial Master. Lingtai is the title bestowed by the Emperor. In fact, the Imperial Master also has a Taoist name, called 'Qingling'!"

"Qingling!"

Hui Mian cried out in shock, while Jiang Lang nodded slightly.

"Yes, back then, Lao Yi and I entered the demonic realm, and Zhang Liangxi was looking for Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. I was unlucky and was reborn as a fish, while Lao Yi was a Taoist priest with the Taoist name Qingxin, and his junior brother was Qingling!"

Hui Mian suddenly became excited.

"If it is really Qing Ling, then we can definitely find a way to help the Imperial Master!"

"I'm afraid it's too late. Even if it's in time, what can we do?"

It takes time to go back and forth. Even if people believe it quickly, it will take a long time for the decree to reach the local level. Besides, what should be done?

For Hui Mian and Jiang Lang, their fate is actually unclear, and any random action may bring about bad consequences.

"Unless you can find the gentleman, let's do what we can first!"

"Ok!"

The two discussed it and then quickly prepared to take action.
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The dragon-killing camps in various places have to face such vicious beasts as dragons without any experience, so they naturally need rigorous training.

In order to train according to the requirements of the court's elite troops, many talented people also worked out methods together. Many of the methods that could be used as reference were transmitted to the Tujiao camps in various places via the court's express horses.

Throwing harpoons, smashing boulders, setting traps, etc. are the most recognized.

Of course, there is also the Dragon-Suppressing Sword Formation proposed by Yi Shuyuan, but this method is too bizarre, and almost no one in the Dragon-Slaying Camp really takes it seriously. Apart from where Yi Shuyuan is, there is only one other place that they plan to try, and that is where the South China Sea Dragon King Wu Yin is.

Wu Yin was an in-depth researcher of water veins, and he felt that although the arrangement of the Dragon-Suppressing Sword that came from the north seemed absurd, its description of the patterns and directions of some water veins and water flow was extremely outstanding, and was definitely meaningful.

In the original ruins of Shifang Town in the hilly area, Feng Yan, like the other men, was bare-chested and holding pickaxes to dig the ground. Everyone was working hard. They were digging waterways, and some were hammering boulders with iron chisels on the mountain above. That was the dangerous situation that was about to be set up.

Here they are digging a large artificial canal to fight the evil dragon to the death
At the Dragon-Slaying Camp in the river valley where Jin Fu, the Dragon King of the West Sea, was located, strong men were throwing harpoons with all their might in front of several large wooden dragon targets.

Some of the harpoons were in the middle, while others were off-center.

Suddenly, a black wind blew and a harpoon shot out like lightning.

With a "bang", the harpoon actually pierced the wooden target into two pieces.

Both the fork-throwers in training and the soldiers and officers nearby were looking in the same direction.

The one who threw the harpoon was Jin Fu, who was at least thirty feet away from the target. He was shirtless, his muscles soaked with sweat, and he looked absolutely perfect.

Return my family’s lives to me!

Yaci is not in the Tujiao Camp, but local gentry such as the Ya family and the Chan family also strongly support the recent Tujiao Camp. Even if you don't want to support it, the court will force you to support it.

Instigated by the group atmosphere, everyone hated and feared the evil dragon, and no one did not want to get rid of this ferocious aquatic beast!

At the weapons shop where Tiejian was customized earlier, Yi Shuyuan had already walked out of the shop with the soldiers.

The old blacksmith, who had been waiting for a long time, ran out with a happy look on his face.

"Master, you are here? One hundred and eight Seven-Star Iron Swords, not one less, are all ready!"

Yi Shuyuan and the soldiers around him walked into the shop, which was full of seven-star iron swords.

"it is good!"

Although the word seemed calm, Yi Shuyuan was somewhat excited in his heart. He could not take care of other things, but he was still very hopeful on this journey. He had hope of succeeding in making the elixir and saving more people!

"Rumble"

Thunder sounded again in the already gloomy sky. The blacksmith, soldiers in the shop, and Yi Shuyuan all subconsciously looked outside.

It has been cloudy and rainy during this period, and the sun has rarely appeared. Everyone seems to have a heavy heart, especially the heroes of the Dragon-Slaying Camp. Many of them seem to vaguely understand that the day when the evil dragon will attack is getting closer.

"Wow, wow, wow."

The rain started to fall soon after, and several people were loading swords on the ox cart outside.

A soldier suddenly asked Yi Shuyuan.

"Master, will your method really work? What if it doesn't work?"

Yi Shuyuan did not pause at all, he just looked at the soldier with a smile.

"I hope it works. If it doesn't, then we can only fight the evil dragon together! Okay, hurry up, we still have a lot of work to do. We need to hang all these swords out in the right places!"

"Ok!"

After assembling the sword, Yi Shuyuan left his ten taels of silver at the blacksmith shop, and then drove away with the soldiers in the ox cart as the old blacksmith looked on hesitantly.

The apprentice came out at this time and was seen by the old blacksmith.

“Master, I want to go too.”

"Go back! What are you doing? The flood is merciless, and the evil dragons in the flood are even more ferocious. You will die, do you understand? Go back to work!"

"Ugh"

Next to the ox cart on the road, Yi Shuyuan walked on the road looking at the sky, letting the rain wet himself. Whenever lightning flashed, he would capture the changes and trends of the thunder at that moment.

"The fire is almost ready. I hope all of you Taoists can survive this disaster!"

(End of this chapter)