Frost Snow Gu Chunchuang

Not long after, the East Palace incident occurred, and the border generals conspired to force the palace to rebel.

The little prince Li Muyuan, who was far away in Buzhou Mountain, led his division and more than a thousand recruited guards to form the Imperial City Army to crusade against the rebels.

It took him two years to fight all the way from Buzhou Mountain in the northwest to the imperial city, recovering the rebels along the way.

The East Palace retreated to the southeast, and was forced to retreat to the south.Afterwards, Li Muyuan ascended the throne in good faith and changed his country name to Dasheng.

After Li Muyuan came to the throne, the rebels still occupied the three southern provinces.Reluctant to fight for years, the national treasury was short of money, and foreign countries invaded constantly in the north and southeast, Li Muyuan did not rush to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but chose to nibble away bit by bit.

In the third year of Dasheng, after recuperating, the Imperial City Army began to confront the rebels head-on. Throughout Dasheng, wars broke out frequently, and the people were in dire straits.Many local officials have become fools in order to survive, and have suffered the common people.

In the fifth year of Dasheng, Jiangzhou City was not immune to the chaos of war. As a piece of fat in the south of the map, the city gate was breached by the remnants of the rebellious party.

This group of chaotic parties is already at the end of its strength, and everyone is red-eyed.Jiangzhou City has been safe and sound for nearly a hundred years, the defenders of the city were defeated, and the chaotic party took only three days to enter the city.

The whole Jiangzhou was bloodbathed, with countless casualties, half of the ten-mile long street was dyed red.

The people went up to the mountain to ask for help, Wei Zhenghang didn't want to get involved in secular disputes, but he was moved with compassion.He tried his best to set up a magic circle, exhausted his mana, and finally trapped all the rebels in the city.

He thought it was over here.

Unexpectedly, the people who had been burned, killed and looted before started to fight back frantically. The unarmed rebels were shackled and beaten to death by the people in the city with stones and sticks.

For a while, I couldn't tell who was the bad guy and who was the good guy.

All persuasion seems too light in the eyes of the real bereaved.

Wei Zhenghang once asked a rebel why he did such an outrageous thing.The man was only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing an old armor that was much wider than his body, and said with a blank face: "My parents were killed by the general, and my brother and I were captured as young men. If we didn't come, we would have died at the time. "

He suddenly grabbed Wei Zhenghang's hand: "Please let my brother go, he is only 13 years old, he can't even lift a knife, he has never killed anyone, I did all the bad things..."

The next moment a stone flew over and smashed a bloody hole in the boy's head. The boy rolled his eyes and lost his breath.

Wei Zhenghang raised his head and saw that the assailant was an eight-year-old child, his whole body was dirty, his left leg was empty under the knee, and a dirty crutch was placed under his thin arm.

The people in Jiangzhou City are devastated, the living people want to take revenge, the souls of the dead linger on their grievances, and the incense of the Three Realms Mountain is mixed with hatred.

Everyone was blinded by the hatred in front of them, and no one thought that the murderer of all this was actually ambition.

The Imperial City Army had no time to take care of Jiangzhou, so Wei Zhenghang secretly transferred the few remnants of the rebel army to the cave in Sanjie Mountain.

While helping him, Jiu Xiang said: "If you do this, if someone finds out..."

"There are rules in the world. They are traitors and murderers, but they cannot be terminated by lynching." Wei Zhenghang paused, "Senior brother is about to arrive in Jiangzhou, so let him deal with it when the time comes."

"What's more, I don't want such a young child to be charged as a murderer since childhood." He sighed.

"Jiuxiang, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted in the first place." He looked down at his hands, because most of his mana was consumed by setting up the killing array, and those hands began to dry up.

A cultivator begins to age, which is a sign of extinction.

"The cause and effect of the world should not be interfered with. I intervened with the rebels with my power, and what I got was more unfairness."

"Whether it's bad or bitter, it's a mortal's life to taste all of them."

Jiu Xiang lowered his eyes, he couldn't understand the complicated thoughts of these people, wars always seemed to have high-sounding excuses, but they were vulnerable to a single blow.

After the rebel army captured Jiangzhou City, countless people were burned and killed. One of the silk villages was destroyed, and the only surviving lady was brutally murdered.After the rebellion was overthrown, she tried to commit suicide several times, but was sent up the mountain by kind villagers.

Wei Zhenghang remembered that the girl's name was Hua Lin.

Wei Zhenghang gave her medicine, and when Hua Lin woke up, the first thing he did was grab him and question him.

"Why, as a mountain god, can't you protect the people before the chaos breaks through the city?"

Wei Zhenghang put down the medicine bowl, turned his head to look at the huge statue of the mountain god in the mountain temple, and said nothing in the end.

She cried blood behind her back: "I go up to the mountain with my family every year to worship. We are devout and good. We have never done anything bad, but our family has been ruined. Why?"

"Why?" Wei Zhenghang looked at her, "How do I know why?"

"We are all human beings, so why are there rebels and imperial troops? Why do the common people live a good life but suffer disasters?" Wei Zhenghang sighed, "It is indeed very unfair what you have suffered, but the people who did this evil thing are also the same. Those whose families were destroyed and were forced to join the army, tell me why?"

"Are you speaking for those scumbags?" Hua Lin gritted her teeth, "You are not worthy to become a god!"

"I never thought I was a god." Wei Zhenghang looked at her and said word by word.

Jiuxiang was busy cleaning up the mess in the city. When the people came to complain, he sat and listened patiently. The husband who lost his wife cried and fainted in front of the statue. Jiuxiang sent him home and left a sum of money.

He learned some simple medical skills from Yao Nong and treated the wounded in the city.When I returned to the mountain at night, I still had an extra handful of herbs in my hand, which was for the rebels in the back mountain.

He often leaves early and returns late, living like a wandering fairy. The wars in the world have nothing to do with him, but he is giving these people their unsatisfied resentment and desire to deal with the aftermath.

Due to the serious injury of his vitality, Wei Zhenghang has been recuperating all day long, becoming more and more idle.I don't know where he found a bottle of Huadiao wine, and after drinking a few cups, he became drunk, and said with a smile: "Jiu Xiang, I used to say that you are more like a mountain god."

I don't know if he was drunk or just playing, he suddenly waved at the mountain temple.The high mountain god changed his face, it was impressively nine phases.

"You're crazy!" Jiu Xiang dragged him away, he hugged the wine bottle and laughed, "I'm not a god, I was pushed up by the world."

"It is said that one who opens the realm of the Three Realms can attain Taoism and ascend, from man to god. If there is a mountain god in the Three Realms Mountains, it must be you."

He patted Jiuxiang's chest like a drunk cat, the disappearing stone of six paths, the key to the Three Realms, the beginning of his ambition, was in Jiuxiang's body.

It's a pity that Jiu Xiang didn't know this at all.

He fell into a deep sleep and stayed until midnight when he was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.Jiuxiang disappeared, countless torches were erected in front of the mountain temple, and the people looked like evil spirits, as if they wanted to tear down the mountain temple.

It turned out that Hua Lin was walking around on the mountain and found the cave where the rebels were hiding.She went down the mountain to inform the people that the mountain god was a faction against the party, and these evil spirits who killed their relatives were actually hidden on the Three Realms Mountain by the mountain god himself.

The people are full of internal organs, and the people who have nowhere to vent their hatred are furious.

They kicked down the censer, scratched the stone pillar, and toppled the idol.

The dozen or so surviving rebels were dragged to the mountain temple, where they were beaten to a pulp with hoes.When Wei Zhenghang arrived, there was a lot of flesh and blood in front of the mountain temple, and it was difficult to distinguish the human form. The people were splashed with blood, like evil spirits in hell.

There was a faint movement under the mountain of corpses, which was followed by sharp-eyed people: "There are still alive!"

People were about to turn him out, but Wei Zhenghang stopped suddenly.

The group of evil spirits watched him silently, Wei Zhenghang walked to the side of the corpse mountain and dragged half of the people buried inside out.It was a dying boy who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

A woman holding a stone suddenly cried out and threw the stone on Wei Zhenghang's body.

"All three of my children were killed by them, am I not miserable enough?"

"What kind of bullshit mountain god are you, you don't know good from evil!"

"Maybe he let the rebellious army in!"

The blood-stained weapons in everyone's hands were aimed at Wei Zhenghang. People only knew that he had opened the realm of the Three Realms and became a fairy, but they didn't know that he was also a mortal.

When Wei Zhenghang was chasing and beating Yaoxie in Sanjie Mountain, he didn't expect that one day he would be beaten too.

The stone hit the forehead, and the shovel hit the back. The strength of ordinary people is too weak, but the hit on the body hurts more than those evil spirits.

I don't know how long it took, under the sound of cursing and huge resentment, suddenly a white shadow pulled him into his arms.Wei Zhenghang covered his bleeding forehead, seeing Jiu Xiang's face was frosty, his eyes were red, and suddenly he waved his hand, several nearby villagers were knocked down by a gust of wind.

The people behind didn't see what happened, they still rushed forward with their heads sullen.The woman who took the lead staggered back and just bumped into the iron fork of the descendants.

"what--"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

The woman looked down at the iron fork piercing through her stomach, and pointed at Wei Zhenghang with trembling fingers: "The mountain god... killed..."

She vomited blood "wow" and fell to the ground.

The people came back to their senses in the brief shock, pointing at Wei Zhenghang and saying in trembling voices: "Kill...kill..."

"God damn it!"

Jiu Xiang tightened his hands around Wei Zhenghang, his face became more and more ugly.Wei Zhenghang glanced at him weakly, then shook his head slightly.

Suddenly the torch was lit behind him, followed by the sound of uniform armor.

In a daze, Wei Zhenghang saw all the people kneeling down, and a group of Imperial City Army surrounded them.He fell into Jiuxiang's arms, and saw a person walking out of the crowd, with slender eyebrows, a gentle jade complexion, and a pair of eyes like autumn water, always carrying a faint smile.

"Senior brother..."

"Is this the people you want to protect with all your heart?"

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