Reckless

2021-09-16

  Chapter 231 I feel that the identity is reversed.   Warlords have separatist regimes , killing and cutting boundlessly, the people have no life, and their lives are like weeds. ...

These words that show the saddest and most miserable part of the troubled times cannot be seen in the relatively prosperous and stable Nine Sects, and Shangguan Lingye can only learn one or two in books in the past.

If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she would have never imagined that in the absence of the immortal family and the suppression of the regime, mortals who originally stood by themselves would also perform various cruel acts against other mortals that Heavenly Dao can’t tolerate, even The methods are not weaker than those of the most extreme heretical path of the devils.

Coming to the military camp on the city wall, the people who still stayed in the county seat gathered here for stability.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye walked all the way, and the people they saw were old, weak, sick and disabled. Most of them lacked arms or legs, regardless of men, women, or children. Those who could stand upright and walk were already in red. The turban became the rebel army to maintain order.

Lu Chen was accustomed to this, and even said that these people had good fate. Zuo Lingquan asked the reason and realized that the chaos had been going on for more than ten years.

In the beginning, the roots of the Imperial Court were rotten. They were tortured by tyranny and searched for the people's blood, sweat and tears. A group of people in the county were killed, and most of the rest were disabled in the corvee. .

Afterwards, the people of the world were overwhelmed, and rebels were everywhere, as did the surrounding areas of Macheng County. The common people thought they were going to get ahead, but they didn’t think about the “rebel” leaders who started as a local tyrant. After being suppressed by the law, their style was far more vicious than the Imperial Court. They grabbed money, food, and women. Village slaughter, you fight over and kill a wave, I fight over and kill another wave.

In the end, food is not available. Macheng County, a place near the sea, can still rely on fishing. The remaining people in the inland have long been reduced to the point where they are eating. The rebellion is based on people. The rations are not uncommon.

In this troubled world where the value of life is not as valuable as a bowl of rice, being able to struggle on whilst at death's door until now, can still lean against the rain in a dilapidated house, isn’t it just a good life? , The bones were chewed up.

Shangguan Lingye walked slowly across the muddy dirt road, and when he was still some distance away from the small courtyard of the farmhouse on Banpo, he saw dozens of rebels carrying knives and guns surrounded by heavy rain, with blood flowing down. The rain fell from the slope, and there was a heart-piercing cry from the yard: "Father...wu wu...mother..."

"Father..."

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The voice came from a girl, still childish, with the voice of a teenager next to her.

Shangguan Lingye walked behind Zuo Lingquan, passing through the silent crowd, into a small courtyard with a fence, and the ground was bloodstained.

The young man wearing a red headscarf, at most fifteen or sixteen, and the girl with short hair cut in a hundred-year-old clothes, crying so weakly, sitting slumped by the earth wall, there are two men with short swords Appease on the sidelines.

In the old main house, there are square tables with porridge bowls and dishes. They have been eaten clean, but they are obviously not eaten by the owner's family.

The man carrying the long spear, and a man dressed as a talent, stood by the table with four corpses at their feet.

There was no clean cloth in the county. The corpse was just covered with a bed sheet. From the outline, it could be seen that the corpse was not human, and the blood on the ground flowed outside the door.

The murder cases handled by Shangguan Lingye for eighty years are no less than myriad sects. He knows the pitifulness and misfortune of mortals, but rarely goes to the crime scene in person. No matter how many deaths and injuries appear on paper, it is just a cold one. Numbers, deaths and injuries of less than ten people are hard to even notice.

At this moment, I saw the little girl crying so loudly that I could truly understand how many lives and deaths are hidden behind those cold numbers.

She walked slowly to the steps and looked at the little girl who was about to cry and fainted. The woman's natural soft intestines made her want to speak for comfort.

But what can comfort me at this time?    Based on her experience, she can only comfort her with endless reincarnation, telling them that her family has been reborn in another world and lived a good life.

But if the siblings really believed her, what they might do now is probably to accompany their family and escape from this man’s cannibalistic world. It will be like her who can pursue longevity. Family members generally can see.

Shangguan Lingye stood silently outside the eaves. She had a little understanding of the origin of Old Ancestor. She thought it was a tragic but very common experience, and Old Ancestor had already let it go.

Now I understand why Old Ancestor has been sitting alone in the palace on the mountain for thousands of years, and has never left the place of Nine Sects.

Because Old Ancestor was more desperate than the little girl in front of him, Shangguan Lingye didn’t dare to transpose and imagine that he experienced this kind of extremely sad reaction in the world when he saw that little girl’s eyes. Needless to say, the extreme desperation of Old Ancestor's entire family, I am afraid that people who have experienced that feeling personally will not let this happen again.

Zuo Lingquan noticed the emotions in Imperial Empress's eyes, and felt that she was becoming more and more emotional.

But witnessing this kind of human tragedy can maintain rationality and remain unmoved. Even people are unworthy, so how can they be worthy of being immortal?

Zuo Lingquan did not disturb Shangguan Lingye, and went to the main room with Lu Shen, half-squatting open the cloth and glanced at the corpse.

The death was so horrible that it was difficult to describe in words. Under the corpse, a spell was painted with blood, forming a formation.

Lu Chen took off the hat, came to Jiang Heng, and softly introduced:   "This is the left hero who has just arrived. This is Jiang Heng, the head of the rebels here."

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Jiang Heng saw that Zuo Lingquan had a good temperament, but at this time he lost the thought of friendship with the expert. He stood beside the corpse with his gun, opened the mouth and said:

" No money or food was taken from the house, but the food on the table was cleaned. Judging from the scene, they were killed while eating. Such villains have never appeared in a radius of a hundred miles. There are not many literate people in the county. Can Zuo Daxia see what was written?"

Zuo Lingquan put down the cloth covering the corpse, and it is not easy to explain these Demon Sect methods, let alone the origin of the murderer, he can only say:

"The number of ways the witch religion spells is to kill people for the sake of killing."

After a few words, Shangguan Lingye comforted the little girl, and walked into the main house, his face has recovered from the time he was in the demon hunter. The coldness and majesty.

Now that she and Old Ancestor Netherworld are both exhausted, their enmity is second, and the most important thing is to restore strength first.

Old Ancestor Netherworld obviously wants to kill people by evil ways to get supplies. It is difficult to start here, and it will go to other places to kill people. And it’s not just one or two. Jade Step Realm’s cultivator seizes the power of mortals. Every tens of thousands of lives can’t see the splash. If you don’t stop it, you can be slaughtered for thousands of miles.

Shangguan Lingye has been doing the job of'being God for ordinary people' for 80 years, even if it is not under her jurisdiction, she can't just sit back and watch this happen. She asked:    "Apart from Macheng County, are there more than a hundred people gathering places nearby?"

The voice was very cold, with the toughness and domineering of the superior, she opened the house The few lords of this year were all taken aback.

Jiang Heng originally thought that Zuo Lingquan was the righteous master. Only then did he realize that the woman behind him was the real expert. He turned around cupped the hands, and the hat was covering his cheeks, so he didn’t look closely. He responded:

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"The bandits and soldiers were all around, the countryside was ten rooms and empty, there were few living people, either fled or hid in deep mountains and old forests; villages with more than a hundred people were soldiers’ dens, and the neighborhood was gone long ago, not dead. Just being caught as cannon fodder in Ninghe City, a hundred miles away to the south; Ninghe City is the resident of the Qingjia Army. There are nearly 20,000 people in it. There are four thousand soldiers and horses, and they are all overlords in a radius of hundreds of miles..."

After listening carefully, Shangguan Lingye felt that Old Ancestor Netherworld was seriously injured. Killing 20,000 people with his bare hands could easily cause a debacle, but wasted'resources'; if you want to kill and replenish yourself, the first choice is probably nothing. Go to Macheng County where a thousand people gather.

"The murderer will continue to kill. You gather people together, be optimistic about the food, do not disperse, only send a single scout to Ninghe City to stare at, I will help you guard for a few days. The other party will find the next target , If you didn’t do it in the county within three days, then you definitely went to Ninghe City."

Shangguan Lingye wants to be safe, so he can’t let Old Ancestor Netherworld kill too many people to restore his strength. He must be in Old Ancestor. Netherworld found and obliterated it before regaining its strength. While protecting the local people, it was also protecting itself.

Jiang Heng faced an indisputable tone. As the leader, he should have a few questions, but the imposing manner of the woman in front of him is too strong, and he insisted that he didn’t dare to ask more after one sentence. Still looking back instructed:    "Xiaosu, gather all the folks at the port, send someone to take good care of the granary, and immediately report any changes."

The youngster, dressed as a scholar, immediately went out to send orders. A man holding a sword outside the door hesitated a little, opened the mouth and said:

"Boss, we couldn't last for a few days, and now weird things happen frequently, or lead the team to join Qing Forget Army A. There are a lot of people over there, and there is still a guarantee of stability."

It is Cao Xin who is from Jianghu, who is not very optimistic about the future of Squad Wu, and has been persuading him recently.

Of course, this is not a contradiction. The most reasonable choice is to seek refuge in a large group of "Rebels", bring some manpower and find a position in the past. If you go it alone, even eating is a problem, so what can you do? great cause.

Other people in the rebel army obviously have the same meaning. Zuo Lingquan actually thinks that bringing the people together in one place is better for protection.

But the leader Jiang Heng shook his head about this:

"Zhu Wu of the Qingjia Army, killer and narrow-eyed, can establish a foothold in the Land of a Province. But it is difficult to become a major event. In the past, we were nothing more than helping the strong to bully the weak and make the chaotic world more chaotic; if we encounter a strong enemy, Zhu Wu will not use his own soldiers and horses, and the ones who die the fastest are those of us who used to take refuge. People."

The tyrant who is also from the rivers and lakes, sighed:    "You can talk about your ambitions before you live. In our situation, we can’t last a few days. Wait for the Qingjia army to come over and then surrender. That’s It's shameless to the face."

"Oh..."

Looking at a group of brothers, Jiang Heng had no way to break the situation, and even his words were stuffed up.

Although it was only a few words, Shangguan Lingye had already roughly understood the county's situation through observation of the county's situation and Jiang Heng's expressions and behavior.

Shangguan Lingye deliberated, opened the mouth and said: "People who are poor cannot be short-sighted. You should do what I said first, and get me some pen and paper by the way. I will teach you something. , It should be used in the future."

Jiang Heng did not understand the meaning of this sentence, all as a step, and said:    "Okay, let's do this for today, you all go back Pay attention to the trend, and report any irregularities in time."

Seeing this, the leader of the rebels outside did not say much, and after leaving their hands, they left one after another... ——The   rain is small A little bit, but it still doesn't stop.

The coffin in the county seat was used up many years ago. The four corpses were carried by the rebels to the Chaotic Burial Mound and buried. Before dark, no one would discuss the matter. After all, dead people are too common these days. The people in the city are numb.

Zuo Lingquan stayed in the fence yard and chatted with Jiang Heng about the situation here for a while.

Jiang Heng was also born at the bottom. He grew up in a troubled world where news is blocked and everyone is in danger. He doesn’t know much about the situation in the world. He only knows that the coastal area was formerly known as the “Swallow Land”, the most powerful one. It was the Qing Jiajun Zhu Wu, and there was no chance to contact him further outside.

Shangguan Lingye wanted to find a map to analyze the current place from the topography, but the map, a strategic material, was impossible in Jiang Heng's hands during the chaos that lasted for more than ten years. Even the scarce books have long since been lost because they were useless in the troubled times. The county town does not make paper, so naturally there is no paper.

It was heard that Shangguan Lingye used paper and pen. Jiang Heng spent a long time searching for it and took apart a few clean wooden boards to make up the number; Shangguan Lingye was too lazy to use pen and ink when he saw this, and it would be more convenient to engrave directly.

As night fell, nearly a thousand soldiers and civilians in the county seat were concentrated near the barracks under the city wall, and they found a place where they could shelter from the rain.

Regarding the arrangement of the rebels, the remaining people have no complaints. Apart from trusting the rebels, they are more numb-they are all old, weak, sick, and unable to escape. , Many people die together and there is a companion on the road.

For the convenience of protection, Zuo Lingquan also moved his residence near the station. Jiang Heng gave special treatment and specially arranged a small courtyard. Although it is still dilapidated, it does not leak rain.

Zuo Lingquan and Jiang Heng and the others returned to the small courtyard after touching all the roads around the station.

It was raining, only the windows of the main house were dimly lit with rays of light. The rays of light were very faint. There were no candles in the county. There was only a little lamp oil left. Jiang Heng couldn’t bear to use it. not much.

Zuo Lingquan closed the courtyard door and looked back and saw an old hen squatting on the steps under the eaves outside the windowsill.

Only the big dumplings, arrogantly and arrogantly, circled the hen, and kept'chicking...', which means'don't be afraid, there are birds under the covers, no one Can move you...'.

The hen will also "guck" in response, but she's not sure if she can understand it.

The dumpling recipe includes all living things. If it is not for the bad taste, all kinds of stones would be daring to eat, and roast chicken and duck will also be eaten, but generally, birds are not included in the recipe.

I was so good to this old hen because the only living creatures in the county are fish and shrimps, and the birds and beasts have long been caught. This old hen is the only poultry left in the county; Seeing this place can't even see a bird, the dumplings naturally cherish it, for fear that the birds will become extinct.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan naturally didn't mean to stew chicken soup. Quandang was to leave a playmate for the dumpling. He hung his hat and fur clothes on the wall and walked into the main house.

The house was neatly cleaned up, the bed was covered with clean bedding, the tables, chairs and benches were not lacking arms or legs, and it finally looked like a room.

Next to the window is an Old Zhang desk with oil lamps and long wooden boards.

The stunning beauty in a golden phoenix skirt sits upright at the desk, pulls out the golden hairpin in the bun as a carving knife, and seals the text on the flat wooden board.

Against the background of the dim yellow lights, the eyes of the attracting spirit seizing soul seem to be shining with starlight, but the serious expression suppresses the brightness of in the bones, revealing a sense of nobleness. Wife’s intellectuality.

If fragrant shoulder is cut, the jet black hair is scattered on the back, the tips of the hair are waist-length, the waist is full, and the Perfection hips are attached to the bottom. The lines are perfect to the extreme, just like a familiar one. The pierced Yutao, resting on the stool, even makes people feel that the old stool is not worthy of such a perfect hip.

"You're back?"

"Well, I just went around for a tour, everything is normal, nothing unusual, and I found a few women’s dresses, although they are old Yes, but it's clean."

Zuo Lingquan's eyes closed immediately, and he didn't take a close look at Grandma Toffee's enchanting waistline. After putting down the handy objects, he came to the desk and looked down.

The flat wooden board has been engraved with densely packed small characters. The golden hairpin of Shangguan Lingye is a Magical Artifact that assists Qi Condensation. Very quickly, there is a wooden board next to it that has been carved.

Zuo Lingquan inspected it slightly, and unexpectedly said: "This is the method of secular metallurgy? Empress will do this?"

Shangguan Lingquan didn't raise his eyelashes, and seriously engraved the small characters, and said plainly. :

"Will this palace be very strange? A cultivation is a six-year-old entry, do you think all you learn is to fight and kill?"

Zuo Lingquan is Perching Phoenix Valley who lost the dísciple , Did not receive formal sect education, shook his head and said with a smile:    "How to build a clay stove, I really don’t know how Dao sect can teach these things."

"If you want to live forever, you have to First learn to survive. In cultivation, people have to leave sect sooner or later and work hard on their own; to experience outside, it is easy to get lost in some barren land. In order to improve the survival rate, sect will teach dísciple how to build with one hand in desperation Simple alchemic furnace, refining furnace, array, cultivation Cave Mansion, etc.; this involves all aspects of metallurgy, prospecting, tool making, material synthesis, etc., usually only at the age of twelve. All kinds of tools used in the world are from Cultivation spreads out, don’t think that immortal is no different from a mortal without the divine ability."

Shangguan Lingye said here, he is a little strangely frowned:

"This place is too backward. There are not many common things. Even the ordinary iron essence can't be produced. The weapon can't be made too long. The short sword is used. It looks like it has been isolated from the world for thousands of years. I didn’t see it with my own eyes. I don’t dare to think that Nine Provinces is so backward."

Zuo Lingquan doesn’t know anything other than Nine Sects, and it’s not good to comment on it, just said:

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"Without the foundation, I am afraid that these things are hard to learn."

"I just taught the simple ones, how to make Great Yan standard weapon armor, various daily equipment, etc., and the description is too detailed. In more detail, the common materials that can be seen everywhere are used. If they can't learn it, it can only say that they have a bad life."

Shangguan Lingye turned the board over and continued to engrave:

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"In troubled times, it is useless to save a hundred people. You can only support one hero to calm the world, so that the people of a country can live a normal life. Today's Jiang Heng is a gentleman from the temperament point of view. Look Does he have this good fortune? "

Zuo Lingquan also thinks that Jiang Heng has the tolerance of a leader. He thought about it for a while and said:    "The county town will not last a few months, and the metallurgical industry will be effective for at least a few years. The investment is not small. Far can't quench near thirst. "

"My palace is not stupid." That brand remembers the use of military methods, offensive and defensive city and other military methods; Nine Sects' secular dynasty does not want to fight, but it does not mean that it does not want to fight. The formation, and the courtiers studied how to train and use soldiers, but also believed that the palace did not know. Eighty years later, it's time for me to listen to it. To deal with a bandit army formed by a gang of refugees in troubled times, as long as the rebels outside are not stupid, three hundred people will be enough to swallow the world. "

"What about grain and grass?" I can’t eat enough to eat..."

Shangguan Lingye stopped the seal cutting, propped his face with his hands, raised his eyes, and looked at Zuo Lingquan:   "The question you can think of, Ben Can the palace think of it? Still feel that the ability of this palace is not enough, even a bunch of mortals can't help it? "

Zuo Lingquan finds it very difficult. I'm not happy to ask Imperial Empress too much, including said with a smile:   "It's just that Empress didn't expect Empress to be so knowledgeable." With this heart, it is better than letting them fend for themselves. If the method is taught, it depends on their own good fortune. "

Shangguan Lingye hummed lightly, and continued to engrave:    "I don't know much either. Most of them are written down by hearing and seeing in the palace, but it is enough to put it here. Up. Do you have anything to add? "

Zuo Lingquan suffered a heavy blow to glass making when he was a child. He didn't dabble in these things, and naturally he didn't have any suggestions. He turned and walked out the door:

"I'll go cook. A bag of rice and ten catties of meat is estimated to be full. As long as Empress recovers his strength, it is not difficult to kill the Old Demon with bare hands. "

Shangguan Lingye sat at the desk and wrote seriously, and said with a little satisfaction:

"Be good." "

?!    Zuo Lingquan step one stopped, head tilted slightly, with a very weird expression.

The weirdness is not because of a sudden "good" character, but The two of each other, one working hard at the desk, and the other virtuously rushing to cook, how does this identity feel reversed...

Shangguan Lingye blinked beautiful eyes and seemed to have discovered this too. Click, with a smile of "pu~", turning his head:

"Why don't we change it, you write? "

This smile came from the heart, Bai Mei suddenly came to life, I feel that the dim room is a little brighter.

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, and finally accepted this fact. Dudu:

"A real man can bend and stretch, I'd better cook. "

"I have to tell Jiang Yi about this, she must be laughing at you." "

"Don't, what is there to say about this, right? Dumpling?" "

The dumpling was still squatting under the eaves and chatting with the old hen, hearing this "叽?" "With a sound, I found Zuo Lingquan was carrying a rice bag to the kitchen, and then jumped two steps forward, spreading out her wings and seriously "Chi Chi Chi...".

Zuo Lingquan understands this time. It means-let him not make salted fish rice, or tell Jingxi to tell Jingxi, let Jingxi laugh at him for a lifetime.

Zuo Lingquan is confident about this:

" Don't worry, don't make salted fish rice, because there is no salted fish, I will make broth rice this time, which is guaranteed to be delicious. "

The dumpling is a little skeptical, maybe it is not at ease, flew to Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, a pair of'birds command your posture'.

The dumpling has followed Tang Jingxun for many years, gluttonous every day Standing next to the stove and looking at the pot, the cooking skills are definitely better than the rich pampered young master Zuo Lingquan.

Shangguan Lingye saw this scene, and secretly relaxed......

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