Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

After rushing out of the crowded restaurant, and being startled by the continuous influx of angry people, he simply ran out of Santiao Street. The disgraced Zuo Ci was completely away from the source of the disturbance, and he was relieved to restore his original appearance.

He almost capsized in the gutter, no matter how conceited he is of his superb immortality, he also knows that it is not appropriate to rashly choose Yudi, which has been ruled by Yanqing for the longest time and has the deepest influence of Jinjiang Sect, as a starting point.

Zuo Ci was still planning to make a comeback in the Sili area, or in the Yangzhou area, when he heard the noisy movement from far to near, he couldn't help casting a glance——

not good!

Zuo Ci, who was immersed in his own thoughts just now, suddenly realized that the vendors around him had left their hot stalls at some point, and they were all standing in a teahouse far away from him, staring at him with unfriendly and wary eyes.

The person who informed the government is also clear at a glance.

Zuo Ci snorted secretly, even though he didn't pay attention to the hostility of these mortals, he still felt unhappy when he was offended again and again.

However, the current situation is stronger than others, he is not a real immortal body after all, he dare not spread his high-profile behavior in the restaurant just now in this place, and treat him as a prisoner who offended saints. Not to mention, he also spontaneously notified the officers and soldiers to arrest him and stayed in the broken city.

Unable to hide his embarrassment, Zuo Ci hurriedly avoided into the alley, where no one could see, he turned into a palm-sized bird, and flew out of Xu County in despair.

Seeing that he was leaving by himself, the people didn't care how he left—Jia Shijun had already posted a notice and explained to them some of the tricks he was talking about, but they were just pretending to be sophisticated—so they returned calmly. Ladies and gentlemen, continue to do the work of earning a living.

After the setback in Xu County, Zuo Ci was much more cautious before acting again.

After thinking about it, he was afraid that Chen Gong, the governor of Yangzhou, would have been alerted by Jia Xu, and he would have taken precautions against him, so he simply diverted to the Sili area.

Bingzhou had just experienced a war, while Ding Yuan was able to fight well, but his internal affairs were in a mess, and most of the time he relied on the relief food from the imperial court to survive the winter.

This time he acted without permission, not only did he offend Yan Qing, he was also hated by Liu Kang for his inaction when His Majesty was robbed, which resulted in a sharp drop in the share he got this year.

In normal times, tightening his belt would not mean that he would not be able to survive. At worst, he would follow Yan Qing's example and set up a military camp during spring plowing.However, in the autumn of this year, migratory locusts crossed the border, and the fields were more than one out of ten, and the demand for grain and grass among the people rose sharply.

The ups and downs caused Ding Yuan to be overwhelmed, so he had no choice but to brazenly ask the prefect Cao, who had just done him a big favor, to help him.

Along the way, Zuo Ci met many refugees with their families on foot westward, but he ignored that these people looked sallow and emaciated, but their eyes were shining with hope for the future.

Although leaving home is the last choice before you really can't survive, but in the eyes of the common people, the states under Yan Sikong's rule have always been a powerful, rich and beautiful pure land.

When the situation was really bad, wise people chose to persuade their relatives and friends to go with their families and go to Yuzhou, which is like a peach garden.

And because the army had just run over it not long ago, Zhao Yun easily wiped out some of the bandits that had ravaged the area for a long time, and also filled up a wave of rations that wasted a lot, so they thought they would be worried along the way, but they walked very comfortably.

After they figured out the reasons behind this, their affection for Yan Qingjun became even stronger.

Zuo Ci didn't know about these complex backgrounds, but saw that they were all skinny, so he repeated the same trick, spreading food widely to win the hearts of the people.

In the eyes of the hungry refugees, the fresh melons and fruits and the lively fresh fish really made them irresistible. They knelt down and kowtowed to him ecstatically on the spot, shouting: "Thank you, Xianjun Yan! Thank you, Xianjun Yan!"

Zuo Ci: "..."

He never imagined that there would be a day when he would almost make a wedding dress for someone else, and he was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched, and he said with a calm face: "The poor Taoist Zuoci Zuoyuanfang, the Taoist name is Mr. Wujiao, it's not what you said Yan Xianjun."

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Ci watched helplessly, those hands that had clearly stretched so far that they touched the food suddenly froze, and then retreated back in unison.

Mr. Wujiao?

This number is so common that it sounds unreliable.

Zuo Ci's eyebrows twitched, and his heart was almost shaken by the skeptical expressions of these foolish people. After a long while, he forbeared and said: "The poor Taoist pity you. The journey is far away, and the journey is hard, so I brought a dozen tails of Songjiang perch. There are hundreds of winter jujubes for you to share."

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously for a while, but still couldn't resist the temptation of the food that was close at hand, and thanked each other and stepped forward.

When Zuo Ci was about to walk away with a flick of his sleeves, half of the young men had the courage to grab his sleeves, seeming very pious, and said cautiously: "Master Immortal, although the fish is delicious, it is not enough to feed one's stomach. Can you have supernatural powers, like Xianjun Yan, to borrow some food from the sky?"

Zuo Ci was dissatisfied that he called Yan Qing, who had never done them any favors, an 'immortal lord', but only called himself an 'immortal master', which was a few levels lower for no reason, and was about to refuse when he heard 'Yan Qing After the word "borrow food from the sky" that people talked about, he suddenly changed his mind, nodded reservedly and said, "Why is this so difficult?"

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Zuo Ciyun waved his hand lightly, and several large baskets of grain fell from the sky.

It's just that before the cheers came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed when they took a closer look.

When he looked at Zuo Ci again, the admiration that had just sprouted just now disappeared without a trace, replaced by overwhelming anger and murderous intent.

Zuo Ci: "...?!"

"Hit! Kill this thief and liar!"

I don't know who took the lead to yell such a sentence, and these young men who glared at him for no reason rushed over to copy the farm tools that were used as weapons.

Poor Zuo Ci experienced an extremely inexplicable feeling for the second time in just a few days, but facing the menacing crowd, he had no choice but to avoid the sharp edge, jumped suddenly, turned into a white dove, hovered in the air, and said in a majestic voice: "Fools are rude!"

"Damn! I really think you have something," the leader was full of arrogance. Even if he saw the weird scene of a living person turning into a bird and a bird uttering human words, he was only taken aback for a while, and then became more angry and raised his voice. Cursed: "This bastard Taoist teased us, and now he continues to provoke, and he still doesn't pick stones!"

When they are fools to fool it is!

The man was pretending, but the few baskets of grain that fell down with a flick of his sleeves were extremely familiar.

He doesn't know the others, but he has excellent eyesight, and he can't see the edge of one of the bamboo baskets, and the one his son mischievously broke off and threw out messily the day before yesterday!

She still has the appearance of an unfathomable fairy, but what she does is a bastard who is generous to others!

Zuo Ci couldn't dodge in time, and was hit in the abdomen by a small stone. Although it didn't hurt him anywhere, it was enough to make him angry.

For a moment, he even forgot his magnanimity to not care about ordinary people, and he squirted a few mouthfuls of fire at these scoundrels who were chasing after him, until one of them rolled on the ground in pain, and the others looked at him with hatred. Then he flew away in displeasure.

Where did it go wrong?Is it because he has lived in the mountains for a long time and concentrated on cultivating Taoism for so long, that he didn't realize that the world is so stupid and fickle, and doesn't know good and bad?

Zuo Ci flew away indistinctly, but felt aggrieved.

Even when he arrived in the capital with his mind swollen by the cold wind, he still couldn't figure it out.

What he didn't know was that although the "immortal method" that Yan Qing applied to ordinary people was inextricably related to him, it was very different in essence.

Although Zuo Ci has great supernatural powers, he has not touched the realm of 'creatures out of thin air', and is still at the stage of 'transferring flowers and plants'.

The greater the number of his "conjured objects", the longer the distance, the more mana he will consume, and unless he deliberately specifies where to get them, he will only "move" the required ones from somewhere nearby randomly. thing.

Let Zuo Ci be as generous as Yan Qing, so that he can sprinkle a golden rice rain with a wave of his hand, enough to drench half of the city's people, even if there is such a big granary nearby that he can embezzle without permission. The consumption of mana is enough to squeeze him dry to pay back what he owes.

This time it was purely bad luck - the person asked for 'food', Zuo Ci used the immortal method to 'borrow' casually, and happened to move away from the nearest point in this team, so he was not willing to eat grain reserves.

And this group of refugees regards the only remaining winter food as heavy as their eyeballs, and they have to touch it seventeen or eight times a day. How can they not recognize it?

Zuo Ci didn't know the key to it, so no matter what he couldn't figure out the reason why these foolish people suddenly turned against each other.

But looking at the majestic imperial capital, his thoughts changed, and he suddenly came to his senses.

Instead of wasting time with those unreasonable mortals, it is better to directly attack the ministers or the ninety-five masters.

As long as Yan Qing's most solid backing is broken, his inflated reputation will naturally be destroyed.

Zuo Ci straightened out his clothes, and applied immortal techniques to make his appearance more tidy. His white clothes were elegant, his long beard fluttered, and he was full of immortal demeanor, so he went to the palace with satisfaction to let the guards pass it on.

When he showed his hand a little, the guard's face changed, and after politely asking him his name and Taoist name, he immediately sent someone to Weiyang Palace to report.

Liu Kang was sitting in the study, flipping through a memorial listlessly, but his mind had already flown to the distant Youzhou, and he didn't read a word at all.

Lu Zhi, as the grand tutor, was also busy on the sidelines. He sighed deeply when he saw this, but gave up persuading him.

It's not that he didn't dare to speak honestly, but since the disaster of Xiqiang, Liu Kang has completely lost his ambition to improve himself. Although he was still polite to him, he was more obedient and perfunctory.

If he persuaded him too much, Liu Kang's rebellious mentality would be aroused, and he would say that he was sick and he would not go up.

After such a stalemate for a period of time, Lu Zhi, as a minister, could only bow his head and turn a blind eye to his passive sabotage.

"Huh? What did you say?"

After hearing what the guards said, Liu Kang immediately stood up excitedly, and asked, "Is there a fairy elder here? Unlike those who have been tricked and abducted recently, this time is someone with real skills?"

Lu Zhi couldn't help but stop working, feeling mixed emotions in his heart: Did Yan Qing miss Luoyang all of a sudden?

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

The guard hurriedly replied: "Exactly! This man has a good appearance and extraordinary moves, and he calls himself Mr. Wujiao..."

After listening for a while, Liu Kang asked another crucial question: "Did he say where he came from?"

The guard tried hard to recall Zuo Ci's words, and finally remembered: "He said he came from the West!"

"Okay!" Liu Kang didn't know that he had completely misunderstood, and couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, he took a few steps fiercely, his eyes sparkled and said: "I know that Yanqing is worried about being alone! Hurry up, invite people in! "

The guard who brought this good news was naturally rewarded by Liu Kang, who was rarely in a good mood, and happily ran to invite someone.