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Half an hour later, at the warehouse door.

After Su Yu got out of the car, she said to Su Wenyan who was about to get out, "Brother, I have to trouble you to go to the Baolige Hotel to pick up Miss Ye. After Miss Ye's banquet is over, we will go to celebrate together."

"Aren't you afraid of being here alone?" Su Wenyan glanced at the dark and quiet warehouse.

Su Yu shook her head: "I'm not afraid."

A hint of doubt flashed across Su Wenyan's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

Maybe Xiaoyu has really grown up now, so she is not afraid of the dark anymore.

But for some reason, he felt a sense of loss.

Hiding the flash of disappointment in his eyes, Su Wenyan said: "Then I will pick you up after I pick up Miss Ye."

Su Yu nodded and closed the car door.

After watching the red sports car disappear from her sight, she turned and walked into the warehouse.

She had to count the supplies first to make sure the quantity was correct.

At this time, in the ancient country of China, Yuncheng government office.

In the antique room, Xiao Beimo was sitting at the desk, holding a brush in his hand, writing quickly on a blank book.

His dark and deep eyes were full of seriousness, and the candlelight cast his slender shadow on the window paper.

Zhang Yong and several of his colleagues in the army came to the door of the room and stopped at the same time.

"Only one of us will go in to report the situation. Who's going in?" Zhang Yong turned his head and looked at the four people beside him.

These people are all members of the Xiao family army, and each of them has a look of embarrassment on their face at this moment.

"Zhang Yong, the major general has the best relationship with you, so you should go in and talk." Wang Quan said.

The other three echoed.

The corner of Zhang Yong's lips twitched. He could almost imagine how angry the major general would be if he told him what had just happened!

"How could this happen!" Zhang Yong muttered helplessly and pushed open the door in front of him.

Xiao Beimo heard the door open, looked up and saw Zhang Yong walking in, and put the brush in his hand on the pen holder: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the temporary shelter and treat those patients first, and don't come to change my medicine."

Although his injuries have not yet healed, they are not serious at the moment.

"Major General, there was some situation at the temporary shelter." Zhang Yong didn't know where to start, and his face was full of confusion.

"Has the number of sick people increased again?" Xiao Beimo asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Yong shook his head.

"What's going on? Why are you so slow today? If you have something to say, just say it directly." Xiao Beimo frowned.

Zhang Yong did not mean to leave any ink.

But if he wanted to fulfill his vow, he would have to repeat those disrespectful words to the Snow God.

The Snow God saved the Xiao family army and the lives of many other Chinese soldiers, and helped them repel the Hu bandits, so he could not utter a single word of those unpleasant words.

"Major General, Li Han has arrested someone and put him in jail. You can go and see for yourself."

As soon as Zhang Yong finished speaking, Xiao Beimo stood up and strode out.

After leaving the room, Xiao Beimo saw Li Han, Wang Quan, Xiao family army's vanguard guard Sun Yang, and Shen Duo's personal guard Liu Jiu.

When the four people saw him, they seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Having never seen them being afraid to speak, Xiao Beimo immediately realized that something big must have happened. He did not intend to ask them, but just quickened his pace.

Zhang Yong and four others followed Xiao Beimo closely.

The provincial prison is right next to the government office, just two steps out of the government office's gate.

Xiao Beimo had just walked into the prison when he heard shouting and cursing coming from deep in the corridor.

"Heaven is unfair! Evil is in power! We Chinese are going to perish at the hands of a thief who believes in evil! God, please open your eyes and save us innocent people!"

"If you want to punish someone, punish those thieves who believed in evil! God, please don't take your anger out on us, the people!"

The shouting was from a man, hoarse and full of resentment.

Xiao Beimo followed the sound and came to the last cell in the deepest part of the prison.

In the cell was a man who looked to be in his thirties or forties. He was wearing a grey robe that had been washed so much that it looked bleached. He looked very thin, and his face had an unhealthy pale complexion.

The moment he saw Xiao Beimo appear outside the cell, the man rushed to the iron door of the cell like crazy, stretched out his hand through the gap in the bars of the iron door, trying to grab Xiao Beimo.

"Xiao Beimo! You believe in evil spirits and have caused all the people in Yuncheng to suffer the punishment from the gods along with you! Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

Standing one meter away from the iron door of the cell, Xiao Beimo looked at the man in front of him with cold eyes.

He remembered this person.

This man who looks crazy is the only surviving scholar in Yuncheng. His surname is Zheng and he is a scholar, so people call him Zheng Xiucai.

Mr. Zheng also suffered from diarrhea, but his symptoms were relatively mild and he was almost cured by Zhang Yong.

"Who is the evil spirit you are talking about?" Xiao Beimo slowly clenched his fists, his dark eyes fixed on Zheng Xiucai.

His cold gaze was like a knife, threatening to torture Zheng Xiucai to death.

But Zheng Xiucai still refused to give in and said, "Of course it's your damn Snow God! Xiao Beimo, you cooperated with the unknown evil spirits just to gain military merit. You did win against the bandits, but why do you want us, the common people, to bear the wrath of God for you?!"

Originally, the matter of the Snow God could not be concealed no matter what, so Xiao Beimo did not strictly order the soldiers not to tell anyone about the miracle.

Now most of the people in Yuncheng know that they were able to end the war so smoothly and quickly this time thanks to the miracle.

Xiao Beimo originally thought that the people would be grateful to the Snow God, but he didn't expect that some people would think that the Snow God was an evil demon!

This is too ridiculous!

Xiao Beimo laughed in anger, and the hand that was holding Zheng Xiucai's collar gradually tightened: "Who taught you to say these words?"

Zheng Xiucai was just an ordinary citizen. He didn't believe that Zheng Xiucai had the courage to insult the Snow God so blatantly without anyone's instigation.

Yuncheng has been occupied by the Hu bandits for half a year. It is hard to say whether there are spies secretly left in this city by the Northern Hu.

If there is, Yuncheng is currently experiencing an epidemic, and there is a shortage of water and food. People are in a panic right now, and it is indeed a good opportunity for them to stir up trouble.

"No one taught me!" Zheng Xiucai's face began to turn red due to lack of oxygen. He looked at Xiao Beimo fearlessly, "General Xiao, ten more people died in the shelter today. They all died because of you! It's all your fault for colluding with the evil spirits and killing them."