Quick travel god stick demeanor

The two left as soon as they said they wanted to leave. Not long after they set off, Xie Ange suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, as if he felt something.

Practitioners communicate with heaven and earth, and pursue the Dao. After a long time, they will have a rough prediction of their own destiny, and the moment of whim is even more important and cannot be ignored.

Xie Ange frowned, making calculations.

In the void between true and false, countless individuals, the lines of fate protruding from their bodies are connected with other lines of fate, like an irregular and dense net.

His heavenly eye uses himself as the node, and the huge mana flows to all directions along the line of fate. Countless memories and scenes staged in this world reappear in front of Xie Ange's eyes.

There are many things that even the person concerned may have forgotten—promises easily made by the unscrupulous, the oaths made in childhood, the ambitions made in youth... All of this should have been known to no one, but now it seems to be closed The soft shell showed its truest side to Xie Ange.

In the far north, the air of death and resentment is soaring, and the red evil spirit that belongs to the army also faintly has the intention of devouring the Lord.

In just a few breaths, the blood on Xie Ange's face faded, and beads of sweat instantly covered his forehead.

"Let's prepare food and grass before going to northern Xinjiang." Xie Ange said plainly, his voice was a little softer than usual, but he was still calm and calm, without a trace of vibrato, giving people an infinite sense of trust.

Just like Xiao Chen at this time, he obviously felt that his friend should ask the imperial physician for diagnosis and recuperation, but he still subconsciously said: "Okay."

***

All the food and grass were cast with a lightness spell, and the vigorous horses were also infused with mana by Xie Ange, making them able to travel thousands of miles a day and a hundred miles at night.Galloping all the way, day and night, everyone arrived in northern Xinjiang within a few days.

Different from the richness and peace of the Central Plains, northern Xinjiang is very rough, but there is another kind of unruly beauty in it.

The desert is solitary and straight, and the long river falls into the sun.

The magnificence and magnificence that cannot be described in words, and the colorful pictures domineeringly occupy people's eyes.

Pretending to be a caravan for buying and selling grain, they entered the city. The city was very bleak, and every household hung white flags. The smell of ingots, candles, and incense sticks filled the city, and ghost coins were scattered all over the sky, like groups of dead leaves without branches. butterfly.

The only pedestrians on the street were young and middle-aged men, all skinny and numb like walking corpses, but they all held wooden guns, sticks and other weapons in their hands, ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

Seeing that their eyes were not very kind, it was only because they had no strength that they restrained themselves.

The soldiers patrolling the city also had sallow complexions and came and went in a hurry.

Xiao Chen's mood was also a bit heavy. He frowned and asked in bewilderment: "Didn't General Li win? How did this happen?"

Speaking of General Li in Northern Xinjiang, he is also a legendary figure.He was a gambler when he was young, and he often pawned his pants when he lost, but he still remained stubborn. The missing little finger on his left hand is the ironclad evidence of his refusal.

Later, for some reason, perhaps for a bite to eat, this General Li joined the army, starting from a small pawn, and gradually became a general.Later, that gambling quit, married a wife, and had a son.

"General Li won a big victory, that happened three months ago." Xie Ange coughed a few times, and said in a deep voice, Northern Xinjiang is far away from Jincheng, and when the news reached Jincheng, it was too late.

His complexion was not good-looking either, it was miserable white, like pasted white flour.

The twilight is gradually sinking, and the sky above Jicheng is shrouded in an ominous atmosphere, and the evil thing peeping in the dark is about to move.

At dinner time, a large pot was set up outside the barracks, and the Huotou army put meat, wild vegetables, and miscellaneous grains into the pot, and cooked it in one pot.When the aroma rose, the very hungry Huotoujun couldn't help swallowing, and his stomach screamed loudly.

"It's time for dinner, it's time for dinner!"

People who donated food to the army and had no food left in their families lined up to receive the food with bowls in their hands.

Those who received the meal devoured it hungrily, and those who had not yet received the meal desperately sniffed the smell of food in the air.

A long-faced man was accidentally squeezed, half of the food in the bowl fell out, and the soup spilled all over the floor. He squatted down on the ground without hesitation, and didn't care about the dust on the ground. He stretched out his black and thin hands and grabbed it. Eating, the expression is very satisfied.

The people at the back of the team saw it and kept swallowing, their eyes showing naked desire, like a pack of hungry wolves.

After eating the food that fell on the ground, the long-faced man looked at the wasted soup, with a heartache and pity, stared at the ground for a long time, and realized that he could not eat the soup that had landed on the ground, so he was reluctant to part with it left.

Ragged and vulgar, these people are worse than beggars on the streets of prosperous areas.

However, they are also the people of Dajin.

It's both disgusting and sympathetic.

The sage still said that one knows etiquette when the granaries are solid, and one knows honor and disgrace when there is enough food and clothing.No matter who it is, anyone who has not personally experienced all of this is not qualified to judge or despise these people whose lives are like nothing.

These people are very good. They work hard in normal times, weaving cloth and plowing the fields, paying taxes and serving in the army;

They guarded their homeland with flesh and blood, and built an invisible "Great Wall" for the motherland behind them.

Xie Ange and his group watched this scene from a distance, Xiao Chen frowned in confusion, he was born noble and never suffered, even if his father died, his future was properly arranged.

So he had never seen such a scene, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

This is very different from the scene he imagined of strong wine and Qiang flute, gold and iron horses, and heroes defeating the enemy.

There are countless ghosts floating in the sky near the barracks, including women, children, old and young, and they are densely packed with the wind.Looking at them, Xie Ange couldn't help but sigh.

Some of these newly-dead ghosts are ignorant, and they have already died before they know what death is.

The ghost door has not been opened, and the soul has no support.

"After all, it's still too late." Xie Ange lowered his eyelashes, suppressed the violently fluctuating emotions in his eyes, and sighed softly, with inexplicable regret hidden in this sigh.

If only it was faster.

Human power is so small in front of the world.

"What did you say?" Xiao Chen asked.

"It's nothing." Xie Ange quickly regained his composure, and said, "Go and donate the food to the Li family's army, it will relieve their urgent need."

"Okay." Xiao Chen walked towards the barracks with food, grass and guards, muttering to himself, "I'm almost out of food, where did I get the meat? Recently, the little Taoist is really weird."

The guards were silent.

***

"Report! General, some merchants have come to donate food!"

General Li sneered: "What's so strange about someone donating food? Just let the escort see and do it."

He touched the vacant part of the little finger of his left hand with a gloomy expression. His finger was cut off when he couldn't pay back the casino money.Others say that ten fingers connect to a heart, but he doesn't feel much pain. One finger is worth ten taels of silver!

But why, when his soldiers, his virtuous wife, and his tall and strong son died, his heart hurt so much?

It hurt like a knife stabbing.

That's weird, is this a heart attack?

Fuck his mother!Heart disease is a disease of the rich, how can it be a disease that a bastard like Li Hu can get!

The soldier who delivered the order said excitedly: "General, a thousand stones! A whole thousand stones!"

"What are you talking about? A thousand stones?" General Li opened his tiger eyes wide, and slapped the low table with his big palm. The official document on the table staggered and almost fell.

The soldier was startled, and quickly said, "It's a thousand shi of rice! General."

As he spoke, the 15-year-old soldier choked up and said with a red nose, "General, we are saved."

One thousand shi of grain is enough to feed the 10 people in the city for three months. After this difficulty, with time turnover, they can always survive.

For a moment, thinking of his wife who died not long ago, Li Hu also felt sad for a while, God damn it, why couldn't the food donor come earlier?

If only earlier.

"I want to meet for a while, who is this sacred?"

Dare to give him Li Hu's emergency at this juncture!

You know, three months ago, although Ji Cheng won a big victory, he paid a heavy price. He also offended the eunuch because he did not obey the command of the supervising army and had no money to bribe.Sure enough, when the eunuch returned to Shengjing, the food in Jicheng ran out. Not to mention the insufficient quantity of food and grass, it was also full of sand and stones.

The officials listened to the villain's slander to such an extent!

***

After sending Xiao Chen away, Xie Ange found a place with plenty of yang energy, dipped a Langhao pen into the full cinnabar, and drew the Spirit Gathering Formation on the spot.

As the saying goes, doctors do not heal themselves, and Taoists do not know themselves.Xie Ange's previous divination involved his own body, so his strength was greatly depleted, so he needed to use the formation to accumulate spiritual energy to help him.

The billowing spiritual energy surged in, and Xie Ange breathed out long, feeling much more comfortable physically, and then began to recite the Sutra: "In the past, in the beginning of the blue sky, singing in the blue sky, the great floating Litu..."

Ordinary chanting can't actually affect ghosts. Only by using mana in the sound can ghosts really benefit.

The murmuring sound is like the purest blue on the sky after the rain, ghosts in the empty valley, diffuse in the air, and pass into the ears of ghosts.

In the Sutra of Saving People, there is no measure to save people, love all living beings, and there is no distinction between near and far.

The ghosts in the city, no matter they are new dead or old dead, all heard the sacred scriptures for saving people in the dark.The bodies of the ghosts gradually became transparent, ignorantly aware that they had died, those who had resentment gradually faded away, and those who were reluctant finally pulled away, bowed to the kind Taoist priest, and said goodbye to this living world.

After killing the ghosts, the resentment and death in the city turned into light smoke and dissipated in the air.

Xie Ange's body had a thin layer of golden light of merit.

Afterwards, he and Xiao Chen stayed in Jicheng for a few days, and seeing that there was really nothing to miss, they decided to leave.

On the return trip, they finally didn't have to rush to the death, they could ride the horses and walk slowly.

"By the way, little Taoist priest." Xiao Chen leaned closer to Xie Ange, the two brothers were normal, and asked innocently, "Isn't there no food in Jicheng? Do you know where the meat they ate came from a few days ago? "

Xiao Chen has been thinking about the answer to this question for a long time, he has made many rounds of insinuations on the locals, but he still finds nothing. Whenever he thinks of this, his heart itch.

"I know." Xie Ange said indifferently, his expression was as dull as plain boiled water, and he couldn't get any energy up, "You want to know?"

"Yes." Affirmative answer.

"Sure, sure and sure?"

Just as Xiao Chen wanted to answer in the affirmative, he hesitated again when he looked at the young Taoist's beautiful face. He had been tricked many times.

In the end, curiosity killed the cat, and Xiao Chen replied uncertainly: "Sure, definitely and definitely."

The guards gave Xiao Chen a sympathetic look.

"What we saw when we entered the city, what was missing, was in the pot."

Xiao Chen: ...? ? ?

What's missing?Why do I understand every word of what you said separately, but I don't quite understand it together?

Xiao Chen began to carefully recall everything he saw after arriving in Jicheng.

White banners, dark coins, quiet streets, numb pedestrians...

Compared with Jincheng, Jicheng lacks livestock, old people, women and children.

When no one reminded, Xiao Chen was at a loss.When Xie Ange pushed away the cloud in front of his eyes, he didn't know whether he should be thankful or annoyed, or he would rather not understand anything.

Xiao Chen, who finally knew the cruel truth, turned his head aside: "Ugh..."

The author has something to say:

①I made up the amount of food, I don’t know much about it

②Thank you little angels for the nutrient solution and refill (╯3╰)

读者“莫轻语”,灌溉营养液+202018-02-1213:50:51

读者“辞缘”,灌溉营养液+32018-02-0623:36:33

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