Fast time travel: black lotus has no emotion

Chapter 167

Before approaching the Yin-Yang formation, Wushou shook his head and raised his hand: "It's okay, it's because my divination card is broken."

With a wave of Wushou's hand, the hexagram tablet landed at Wufu's feet, and the same hexagram image appeared again on the blood-stained hexagram card.

Wufu bent down to pick it up, Wushou exclaimed: "Wait!"

He walked up to Wufu with bare feet, picked up the divination card again with bloody fingers, and suddenly started laughing loudly, with two lines of tears streaming down his face.

"Junior brother, you're not bad!" Wushou patted Wufu, turned back and entered the inner room, leaving Wufu standing there alone in a daze.

Wufu lifted the hem of his clothes and walked a few steps quickly. The black robe flew in the air, creating a burst of air: "Elder brother, what did you mean just now? I know I'm good, but you're talking nonsense. What with what?!"

In Donghai, Fengrao Village, the disciples of the Zongmen are all stationed in this village, Zheng Shilian and Xie Wanwan passed by the village without stopping.

With the yellow sand covered with muddy moss under his feet, Zheng Shilian raised his head and looked at the changes in the sky above the East China Sea. The turbulent sea of ​​clouds was not much smaller than the East China Sea in front of him. The darkness was connected to the distant sponges.

"Junior Brother, didn't you say that we are going to stabilize the sects of all parties?" Xie Wanwan looked at the black clouds like ink, and felt a slight uneasiness in her heart.

Zheng Shilian pursed her thin lips and looked straight ahead: "Yes, but I always feel that something is wrong."

When he received this task from Zongmen, he was always uneasy, always thinking that something would happen.

Therefore, I have been cautious and vigilant along the way, but now I have reached my destination. Although some things happened on the way, they are all minor problems.

But not only did the uneasiness in his heart not disappear, but it was stuck in his heart heavily.

Zheng Shilian stood still, his mind turned into a sword energy, and slashed towards the coastline fiercely.

Immediately, waves of tens of meters rose above the sea level, and the turbulent spray rushed towards them with a strong killing intent.

Xie Wanwan looked happy, and with a wave of her plain hand, an invisible transparent cover covered them: "Junior brother, you broke through again?!"

"Congratulations, junior brother, for breaking through the sixth level of swordsmanship, state of mind chapter."

Zheng Shilian suppressed the clarity in his heart, and showed a rare smile on his face: "Thank you, Senior Sister, I just expressed my feelings on the way, I didn't expect to break through the sword art."

Not far away, there was a lot of voices, and Zheng Shilian raised his hand, ready to fight at any time.

Xie Wanwan turned her feet, looked at the noisy place, and then put the bracelet-shaped magic weapon back on her wrist: "Junior brother, you are a mortal."

Zheng Shilian naturally noticed it too, but he didn't let go of his raised hand: "Senior Sister, let's go and have a look."

A total of six mortals, including men, women and children, were arguing with a wooden boat in front of them.

"Father, the immortals have already said that you can't go to sea, will you come home with me?" A child tied all his hair on top of his head and pulled the middle-aged man who had already boarded the boat.

Standing next to the child was a woman holding a baby and an old man with silver hair and sunken cheeks.

The old man was leaning on crutches, the back of his hand was like rough bark, and his eyes were cloudy: "Son, if you dare to go to sea, I will drown myself after you leave!"

The two women, one old and one young, were wiping tears, and it could be seen that they were a family.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and the wooden boat under the middle-aged man's feet swayed with the waves.

When a group of people saw Zheng Shilian, they immediately knelt down for the two of them. The old man in the lead cried terribly: "Immortal, I beg the immortal to save the life of the old and the young."

Zheng Shilian was indifferent, but Xie Wanwan was ignorant of world affairs, she had a bodhisattva heart, and her face was full of unbearable: "Old man, get up quickly, what happened?"

It turned out that the old man's family lived in Fengrao Village in front of them, and they made a living by fishing as usual. Although they were not rich enough, they were enough to maintain food and clothing.

Just a month ago, the fishermen went out to sea early and returned late, but they didn’t get much. At first, they thought it was a matter of luck. The village chief organized the villagers to build a ancestral temple by the sea, and prayed for blessings to go to sea smoothly.

But the result is still the same. The villagers have relied on fishing for generations, and when there is no harvest, they have to go to the sea to go deeper.

Once, most of the main labor force in Fengrao Village went to sea, but encountered a shipwreck on the way, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Those who are still here are basically dragging their families with them, and they have no spare energy to leave Fengrao Village. The house leaks happen to be raining overnight, and the new round of taxes from the imperial court has increased. In addition to the poll tax in previous years, now they are There is an extra heavy Shanze tax.

They have taken root so far, relying on the sea, where there is no need to pay the mountain tax, this is not forcing the common people like them to die alive!
The middle-aged man knelt and raised his hand to grab Zheng Shilian's clothes, but when he stretched his hand halfway, he flinched and fell at Xie Wanwan's feet instead.

"Immortal, it's not that I insist on going to sea. The imperial court will soon send people to collect taxes. My whole family will also have to eat. If I don't go to sea, we will all die. Immortal, you are the immortals who save the world, please Please show us the way."

Xie Wanwan's instep seemed to be burned by something, she hurriedly stepped back, her eyes flickered, looking at Zheng Shilian's back: "Junior Brother, let's help them."

Zheng Shilian was indifferent, and took two steps back: "Senior sister, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. They have not been able to salvage Shanghai goods recently. It is all because of the changes in the East China Sea. As long as we solve this matter, they will survive. You It can help for a while, but it can’t help forever.”

"Besides." Zheng Shilian looked condescendingly at the family of young and old kneeling in front of him, and took out a few talisman papers from his luggage. The talisman papers seemed to be pulled, and each of them flew to several mortals.

In an instant, the light was shining brightly, the middle-aged man, the two old people, and the children, the talisman papers on their bodies were shining brightly, and in one breath, they were all reduced to ashes.

Xie Wanwan opened her mouth, and seeing the weird scene in front of her, she hurriedly ran behind Zheng Shilian, grabbing his arm and not letting go: "Junior brother, what... is this going on?"

"Why are everyone else dead, only the woman in front of me and the child in her arms are still there?"

A long sword appeared in Zheng Shilian's hand, and the sword pointed at the woman kneeling on the ground: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The woman put down the child in her hands, and the child wrapped in the cloth was reduced to ashes as soon as it hit the ground.

Tears of sadness flowed from her eyes, Qiqi Ai said: "Immortal, who am I? I am a human! I am a mortal! Why, you immortals can't even see this?"

Zheng Shilian's sword was contending, as if warning something.

With a twist of his wrist, the long sword flew out of his hand, and the woman in front of him fell to the ground, with blood gurgling from her chest.

(End of this chapter)