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Chapter 155 Bones and Demonic Way

Bones are nothing.

Again, it's not a ghost.

It was just an ordinary skeleton rising from the mud.

It's small and looks a little cute.

In a pair of empty eye sockets, there were two faint flames the size of mung beans.

Xu was a little shy and didn't want to meet new people.

Just popped up.

I saw three pairs of eyes in front of me: a person, a cow, and a raccoon slave staring at it.

It froze for a moment, a little surprised.

Then, he shrank back without hesitation.

Ever since.

Li Zhen politely took it out of the soil.

Be prepared to ask whether it is a bone spirit or a skeleton monster.

Or, it's some other bizarre creature.

But unfortunately, it doesn't seem to appreciate it.

And it seemed that the flesh and blood that was delivered to the door made him feel uncomfortable without taking a bite.

So, it bit Li Zhen's hand.

Click~

The jaw fell apart.

Well.

For a moment, Li Zhen was a little silent.

Click, click.

The bones of this little thing shook as if they were swearing.

Briquettes acted as a translator, indicating that it was scolding very dirty.

Li Zhen ignored it.

He just gently closed the little thing's chin.

Da~

The world is quiet.

Only the two green flames in his eyes were flickering fiercely.

It seems a little unbearable to be humiliated.

Then, it exploded.

Like a firecracker, followed by an explosion.

From the two empty eye holes, two brilliant green fireworks were sprayed out.

"Oh~"

"It's quite a ritual to leave."

Li Zhen looked at the fireworks in the sky and muttered.

He reached out his hand and caught some falling embers of the spark.

A little tingling pain, a feeling like being corroded came to my heart.

Gaze at the green, gloomy trace on the palm of your hand.

He turned to look at the vast plain land.

Under the mud, bones are buried.

I don’t know how many people have fallen in this land over the past thousands of years.

It would have been like this originally.

After a long time, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and everything will turn into nothingness.

but now.

Washed away by the heavy rain that contained inspiration.

The dead who are waiting for their complete demise seem to have another possibility.

If only these bones could crawl out of the mud.

Not to mention the question of whether this land can continue to be cultivated.

I'm afraid that in the towns behind us, those who survived the flood will suffer again.

Li Zhen took a general look at the world of mortals.

It is estimated that there are about 10,000 households in the entire town.

There were quite a few, probably including people who had taken refuge in the surrounding villages.

In this way, Li Zhen felt that he could not simply leave as before.

If that's the case, then stay.

It just so happened that he also had a premonition in his heart.

It seems that cleaning these bones will be of great benefit to your own practice.

Maybe, wait until you clean them out completely.

Maybe, he would be able to get through the first disaster on his cultivation path safely.

Li Zhen thought.

I feel like this seems pretty good.

……

In October, the twenty-sixth year of Jingming.

The heavy rain stopped everywhere.

The superficial impact of the flood on Dazhou has come to an end for the time being.

However, secret changes happened one after another.

The emperor of Zhou Dynasty and the big shots in the court were stunned.

Some disaster victims took it upon themselves to beg for help, traveling all the way from north to south.

Every time I passed a city, they would always ask if they could take her in?

But along the way, the answer I got was always expulsion.

As a result, all the wealthy households in these cities were robbed.

But fortunately, everyone is fine, they just lost all the food.

They went all the way south, and no one knew where the end point would be.

But as they call themselves, they are just begging for a living.

but……

These victims who are begging for work do not know that the south is not peaceful at the moment either.

The South has been a land of dense water networks since ancient times.

Under successive heavy rains, the damage was even worse in the north.

In addition, the court's failure to provide disaster relief, officials' inaction and other factors contributed to the disaster.

Ordinary people who suffer from disasters and suffer from life.

One after another, they fell into the embrace of various faiths.

Various sects are springing up like mushrooms after a rain.

The southern land was almost in chaos.

Going there at this time is not a good choice.

It's just compared to staying in the north and being forced to work as a laborer to regulate the Hun River.

The victims who are begging for food have no choice.

Li Zhen had heard about these things.

But after hearing it, he sighed slightly.

He ignored it and turned around to go about his own business.

Everyone has a destiny.

It is fate to survive successfully.

Even if you can't live, it's your fate.

He had saved them once, but could not save them a second time.

After all, he, Avenue Chief Li, is not an earth-shattering big shot.

It's really hard for him to do this.

In a corner of the small town, Li Zhen opened the courtyard door.

Behind him, Er Qing, who looked reluctant, was playing with medicinal materials on the ground.

Ever since Qingniu entered Taoism and practiced.

Li Zhen realized that its true essence was more inclined to some wood attributes compared to his own, which had no tendency.

The whole cow exudes a smell full of vitality.

Sometimes Li Zhen thinks.

Compared with longevity, the current Erqing seems to be more in line with the appearance of the longevity beast in the eyes of people in martial arts.

I just don’t know how much longer my life can be extended if I practice it?

But that’s just a random thought.

Useless to yourself.

However, I discovered by chance that this guy was actually quite good at searching for medicinal herbs.

Ever since, it has shouldered this responsibility without hesitation.

Raising cattle for a thousand days, using cattle for a while.

It's time for Erqing to contribute.

As for whether it is willing or not.

Li Zhen can only say that he is a kind-hearted person.

You will never force a cow to do something it doesn't want to do.

Look at it now, isn't it working very hard?

Turning a blind eye to the expression on Er Qing's face, Li Zhen stepped out:

"Master, what are you doing?"

"I have to carry my old cow on my back again and go secretly to play whack-a-mole."

When she saw him going out, Newton muttered in a low voice, quite like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Although from the perspective of Niu, he spends all day in that muddy field looking for those skeletons with their heads and tails exposed and banging them around.

It's true, but it doesn't mean anything.

But it’s even more boring if I can’t handle collecting herbs.

Li Zhen turned around and gave it a roll of his eyes.

"Have fun, you know how to play all day long, and you have ruined the briquettes."

"When a poor man goes out, he has serious business."

A raccoon slave that was basking in the sun for no reason suddenly raised its head when it heard someone calling it.

But he was suppressed by Er Qing's tail.

"Keep a good watch on the door at home."

Li Zhen had no intention of coaxing this stupid cow who was not very bright-minded.

When he goes out, he really has something serious to do. He was looking for the current person in charge of the town. He couldn't tell what kind of official he was, Old Man Xue.

Old Man Xue is a local leader and comes from a big family.

Under the family's operation, he became the top leader here.

This work lasted for thirty years.

No political achievements, but no bad deeds either.

But even so, he is a rare good official among the rural people.

When Li Zhen found him.

Old Man Xue was facing the scorching sun, instructing the young men to sort out the fields outside the city and repair water conservancy facilities.

This year’s harvest is considered complete, but there are still days to come.

You have to consider your future livelihood.

Old Man Xue saw this very clearly.

Looking at the scene in front of me, although it is desolate, it is still full of enthusiasm.

Li Zhen also felt a little proud.

In this peaceful scene, there is also a contribution from him, Mr. Li Daode.

Without him, he would work hard at night to crush those bones and use them as material for fertilizing the fields.

How could they be combing the farmland safely now?

I'm afraid not, they would have been eaten up by those skeletons long ago.

Just squinting his eyes and looking at it, he saw old man Xue coming up to him after a while.

Before Li Zhen could speak, he waved his hands first and said:

"Taoist Master, please come back. We don't need to do anything here."

"Uh"

Just a few days after leaving home, the world has changed?

Are Taoist priests becoming unpopular?

But it’s true when you think about it.

Those who have done bad things recently seem to like to wear Taoist robes.

Pooh!

What grade? It's the same as what I wear.

Li Zhen was quite dissatisfied and thought about whether others should not be allowed to wear the same Taoist robes as him in the future.

After thinking about it, I gave up.

It's too domineering and doesn't fit in with Mr. Li's kind persona.

Then he smiled and blew himself up:

"Li Zhen is a poor man, Li Zhen is on Xianming Mountain."

Hearing this, Old Man Xue was stunned.

Then he seemed to react, with a solemn look on his face.

He asked cautiously:

"But the Xianming Mountain in the capital."

"Isn't there a second one?"

Li Zhen looked at him with a smile.

"Hi~"

"The little boy has eyes but cannot see Mount Tai. Don't blame the Taoist priest."

"It's okay, let's get down to business."

Great floods bring about great epidemics.

This is a truth that our predecessors have summed up through their lives since ancient times.

Now that I’m here, I’ve done it.

Then Li Zhen planned to do his best.

So, he approached Old Man Xue.

Set up epidemic prevention stations to screen outsiders.

Conduct internal inspections in cities and towns and treat patients.

Fortunately, Old Man Xue is a sensible person.

Or maybe Li Zhen is somewhat famous.

Therefore, he tried his best to cooperate.

However, some people didn't take it seriously.

He waved his hand and said that no one died here, but the plague came from there.

Is this Taoist priest trying to make money again?

For a time, even Old Man Xue's reputation took a hit.

But Li Zhen didn't care about this kind of thing.

He just asked Erqing to take the briquettes to the mountains to collect medicinal materials as usual.

As for himself, he wandered among the farmland after nightfall.

Cleaning up the monsters who died with a resentment in their chests, but were resurrected as bones due to the turbulence of their minds.

It's just that there are a lot of them.

Li Zhen didn't know when he would be taller.

But just do it first, and there will be results.

The twenty-sixth year of Jingming passed quietly.

In order to sweep away the disaster of the past year, although the supplies in the town are already stretched thin.

But Mr. Xue wanted to give everyone confidence in next year.

He spent a lot of money out of his own pocket to buy supplies from places that were less affected by the disaster.

After the people have spent a long year of disaster.

Finally, with the advent of the new year, we have a good start.

It's just that extreme joy often leads to sadness.

When the first person to die from the plague was accidentally discovered.

When more and more sick people appear.

When seriously ill people came out of the remote courtyard in the city in full swing.

The people who were originally full of doubts finally realized that they were wrong.

Wrong, outrageous.

So the first person knelt down and shouted, "Old God!"

Then, there were people who had personal experiences and fell to the ground.

In the doubtful eyes of those who do not know the true meaning, sincere praise:

The miraculous doctor of cattle rejuvenates!

A crisis was resolved quietly.

However, new disasters followed one after another.

April, the twenty-seventh year of Jingming.

The seeds of hope have been sown in the fields.

A Taoist took a small boat and went south along the river until he reached the town.

His name is Wen Daoyuan, a member of the Three Immortals Sect.

I came here specifically to control the plague and spread faith.

As for why he was sure there would be a plague here.

you still need to ask?

Of course he found someone to release it in advance.

Otherwise, there will be a sea of ​​people in the church who want to get ahead and be blessed by the Queen’s divine power.

Why was Wen Daoyuan so successful that he was able to go out and open a parish?

It is so secret that it cannot be explained to outsiders.

He set foot on land and walked on the newly built country road.

Looking at the prosperous farmland on both sides, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

A town where plague has broken out.

The countryside should be deserted and lifeless.

Why is it that now, there are still people who are in the mood to go out and take care of the farmland with smiles on their faces?

This was different from what he had seen before!

Wen Daoyuan was a little panicked, but it wasn't a big problem.

Maybe something went wrong somewhere.

Now that he is here.

Then everything will go on the right track as it should.

Thinking of this, Wen Daoyuan's lips curled up into a smile.

Just, when he walked into the town, he listened a little.

The corners of his mouth that were originally smiling suddenly turned cold.

"Where does this wild Taoist priest dare to ruin my good deeds!"

Listen to what people say about the old gods in the city.

Wen Daoyuan's expression turned ferocious unknowingly.

But he regained his composure after a while.

When I asked a commoner, my heart became even more angry.

"A Taoist priest from out of town treats illnesses and saves people for free?"

"Hmph! I'm afraid I'm not one of the same people, so I picked the fruit of this real person."

"Good good!"

He laughed in anger.

"but."

"A green cow that can talk and heal diseases?"

"Could it be something like the guardian beasts surrounding the two big figures in the sect?"

"A virtuous person will keep the treasure. It seems that this is the right time for me to get the treasure from a long distance!"

Wen Daoyuan suppressed the restlessness in his heart and followed the people who came to see a doctor.

When we arrived at the small courtyard, we also saw the cow that people were talking about.

A cow's hoof sticking out from behind a curtain.

This is even more remarkable.

It further fueled the flame of greed in his heart.

Such ability, such wisdom.

Not much to say

He is going to decide this green bull that has the spirit.

As for that Taoist priest Laozi?

Wen Daoyuan didn't take it seriously at all, and he was blessed by the empress.

What if he is a great master of martial arts?

Sir, times have changed!

Finally, he took a deep look at the looming figure in the hall.

Turn around and leave temporarily.

(End of this chapter)