Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

early morning.

The thatch on the eaves is soaked with morning dew, and the hayloft that has been made at night is still full of moist green.

This is a resettlement site set up by the government, located in a village at the foot of Yeshan.

The village is small, but a few sections of fences enclose a dozen mud-and-grass houses, and some huts built overnight are not enough.

When Li Changan stepped into this village, the first thing he saw was the survivors crowded and curled up in the house, under the eaves, and even on the muddy ground.

However, there is no noise, but a little silence.

It was only mixed with intermittent moans, and occasional low-pitched crying.

The whole night passed, the joy of being rescued had long since faded, fear and grief had settled in my heart, leaving only numbness and blankness spreading on each other's faces.

"Only save so few people?"

Li Changan was a little sad.

Although the village seems to be congested, after careful calculation, there are only a few hundred people, less than one-tenth of the number of people on the mountain before the incident.

"It's a lot."

It was the Taoist priest who had come to accuse him earlier, and he said that he was a "zhong" generation, with the road name "xishi".

"Where is the seriously injured?"

Li Changan asked again. Many people were snatched from the teeth of living corpses last night when they rescued people in the mountains.

"All are concentrated in the Yizhuang in the east."

After all, Taoist Xishi explained:

"Although the people here have been saved by fellow daoists, the corpse poison is still in the body. Once dead, the corpse will inevitably change. At the beginning, a lot of troubles occurred. There is no way to concentrate and isolate..."

While talking, suddenly there was some noise.

"No, no! I don't drink..."

I saw a man staggering out of the room in front of him, slipping under his feet, and fell down in the mud. Before he got up, he was restrained by the two soldiers who followed.

The man whimpered to Rao:

"The army master is forgiving! I still have an old mother and children in my house..."

But before he finished speaking, the soldiers pinched his jaw and forced a bowl of water down.

"That is Fushui."

Taoist Xishi quickly explained.

"Although the corpse poison can be removed, the toxicity is weird and severe. It is inevitable that some people can't bear it, but will change the corpse early. Some people see this and refuse to eat this rune water. As everyone knows, it is not rune water that kills him. It’s the corpse poison in the body..."

With that said, there was a commotion in front of him. It was the man who convulsed suddenly, and there were many red hairs on his face. The two soldiers beside him were not surprised.

"Pouch."

But saw the knife fell.

The head rolled into the mud mixed with blood.

Taoist Xishi stood there for a while with his mouth pursed, and after a long time, he sighed and said to Li Changan:

"Friend Li Dao, my senior brother and several adults are discussing follow-up in the front hall and are about to invite you over."

Li Changan shook his head.

"It was all the power of Yin soldiers to save people last night."

"Now that the Yin Soldiers have gone, what about Li's wild people?"

"You wait and do it yourself."

After all, he turned around and left.

………

Li Changan didn't go far, but turned around and turned into a house on the edge of the village.

"Excuse me."

He said to the woman holding the child lying in the doorway.

The woman's eyes moved, put down the child, raised her hand and slowly moved away her legs that had been torn out of a few fleshy pieces.

"Thanks a lot."

Li Changan pushed in.

"Daoist?"

"It's Dao Chang Li!"

Unexpectedly, most of the people in this house were from the village where he asked for directions.

He smiled and replied a few words, and when he turned his eyes, he found the big green donkey lying on the ground in the corner, and the baby girl who had fallen asleep but still clinging to the donkey's neck and not letting go.

"Ah uh."

Seeing the master, the donkey swept his tail and called out. He wanted to awake the little girl with his forehead, but Li Changan raised his hand to stop it.

Let her sleep, it's a good thing to be able to fall asleep.

Also at this time.

"Daoist..."

A hesitant call sounded behind him, and Li Changan turned his head and saw an ardent but also dazed face. Li Changan recognized him as the talented scholar in the village who had dreamed of being a yellow beam. On that day, his wife got the charm, so she pulled her up from the bed, and bowed her brows to express her gratitude to Li Changan.

The Taoist turned his eyes, he didn't see the crude woman in his impression, but he didn't ask much, and he smiled:

"Duke Xiucai, what do you want to discuss?"

"How dare you call it that way?" He waved his hand again and again, "I just want to ask everyone..."

He raised his head, squeezing out hope in misery.

"We people...what should we do from now on?"

………

"How to do?"

"What else can I do besides moving away?!"

In the chamber, the leaders of several parties were sitting together.

Seated, the remnants of the official army, Long Xiangwei, and Yuzhou Prefecture needless to say, and even the Huangtai Lake of the White Lotus Sect, the remaining monk representative of the Thousand Buddha Temple, a monk named Puzhi.

It was the generals and generals who were angry, whose surname was He. He thought that bringing soldiers to this Thousand Buddha Temple was a good job with delicious food and drink, but he didn't think about it. He had lost all of them, and he almost became a ration for living corpses. .

And the object of his anger was a representative sent by the Yuzhou City Yamen, but only a small official in the accountant.

I know that there are monsters who cannibalize people here, let alone Zhizhou in the city, but any official who has a little card and a little relationship is not willing to take the risk. He pushed back and forth, and finally only pushed a hapless guy out of the top tank. Fortunately, this person is a local, who cares about his hometown and is willing to work hard in everything.

But in the end, he was just a fighting little official. Facing the commander's domineering, he didn't dare to refute a little, and he just screamed:

"The court..."

But before he finished speaking, the military commander glared strangely.

"The imperial army is fighting the rebellion, how can you care for a few jumping corpses outside the city of Yuzhou?"

How many? How many living corpses can make you cry for your father and mother, throw your helmets off and remove your armor?

This shameless and unreasonable remark aroused a bit of hard air of the hapless guy. He raised his head and said earnestly:

"This lord, all move away? It's easy to say. This Thousand Buddha Temple is near, thousands of families, tens of thousands of people, not to mention where to move. Just say that the old grain will be exhausted, and the new grain will not be ripe. , If it is a migration, what will it take?"

Even though these words are sincere and sincere, which Qiubai is not a crab this year?

"So courageous!"

But the general listened, but only a small official dared to refute himself, and laughed so furiously that he wanted to slash someone with a knife.

That Yang Zhiji, Master Yang hurriedly came out to make a round, soothed that Qiubai, then turned his head and said to the unlucky guy:

"It's not that I wait for the life and death of the people in Yuzhou, it is really difficult for the demons to check and balance. They have not gone down the mountain today, but who dares to say that they will not tomorrow? At the time, the monsters spread and eroded Yuzhou is still small, I am afraid that they will still be infected. Other people’s methods. If you don’t relocate the surrounding people, then Yuzhou will not be thousands of living corpses, but tens of thousands! I am afraid that even the imperial court will have no choice but to send a large army."

In the end, he came to a conclusion with "sounds and heart".

"General He's remarks are also for the overall consideration."

The reason is unlucky and speechless.

But no matter how big the truth is, are the blood and tears of tens of thousands of people small?

He looked at everyone in the field, both questioning and pleading in his eyes.

Isn't the duty of your military officer to protect the environment and the people? Isn't the duty of your town fusi to eradicate evil spirits? Don't you care about your ancestors in the Thousand Buddha Temple? There is also the White Lotus Sect. After the left ambassador died and the congregation died, would they refuse to take revenge?

But.

The military commander was violent and arrogant and concealed his timidity. Master Yang was indifferent under his gentleness. The top five monk leaders only knew about Amitabha, and Huang Taihu of the White Lotus Sect sneered again and again, just watching the show, and the Taoist Longtu...

Taoist Longtu turned his face sideways, avoiding that gaze.

He knows that if all the power here is assembled and he is willing to work hard, he may not be able to compete with the monsters in the mountains. But he was even more aware that General He had already set up his salute, Master Yang entered a memorial overnight, and Pu Zhi secretly sold his property last night...It was his Dragon Tu, even though he had pulled out the corpse poison and restored a mana and supernatural power. But the three-headed and six-armed demon shadow kept lingering in his heart, making it difficult for him to think of confrontation.

Very ashamed, helpless.

For no reason, he thought of Li Changan.

Thinking of this savage man who dared to become an enemy of the White Lotus Cult with only one's will; everyone was escaping down the mountain, but he went up against the current to get rid of the devil and save people.

What would he do if he were here?

………

Li Changan was helpless.

When the scholar asked the phrase "what to do", when the eyes of the people around him came over, with shining expectations, he wanted to pat his chest and say "rest assured".

But at this time, he recalled the scene at the break of dawn: the living corpses full of mountains and wild, from the woods, from the grass, from the rocks, from the mountain road... endless, endless, biting the team The tail came fiercely, but stopped abruptly at the foot of the mountain, and retreated silently, like a rising and falling tide.

Every time I think about it, my heart can't stop shaking.

Why make them feel at ease?

A sword for yourself?

Or Yuzhou Prefecture? The royal army? Zhenfu Division? White lotus? Thousand Buddha Temple monks?

This long silence gradually dimmed the eyes of the people around him. In the end, Li Changan could only say one thing:

"Everyone, let's go outside for a while to hide."

He said it was avoiding for a while, but in reality, the listener knew it well, but it became more silent and sad.

Taoist priests can only provide comfort.

"I know everyone's homeland is hard to leave..."

However, the scholar shook his head bitterly.

"Where is the homeland hard to leave."

He explained:

"The Taoist master doesn't know that the farmers near Yeshan are the monks' tenants nine out of ten, but nine out of ten of these tenants are refugees who have fled. He said that I am a useless old man, originally from the Central Plains. Renshi, I am ashamed to say that his ancestors once gave out several two thousand stones, which can be regarded as heirs of farming and reading. But in this troubled world, the scriptures can't stop the swordsman. There was trouble in the hometown, and the family had to relocate."

"I intended to go to Suhang to seek refuge with relatives and friends, but along the way, swordsmen, bandits, demons, and beasts have come in turns for several times. When I arrived at the border of Yuzhou, my family was separated, the money was gone, and I couldn't walk anymore. After many years of work, I barely settled down. Even though I was planting other people’s land, there was rice in my belly and tiles on my head. I’m just sorry for my wife, who was a lady who didn’t touch the sun with ten fingers, for me. This can only be a poor study, tossing into a rough peasant woman..."

He talked about it for a while, and suddenly realized that he had said too much and was wrong, and apologized.

"Look, Daoist commander, when I moved back then, I had both young and strong supporters and money and food, and that was the case. Now I am alone, and the rice tank in my family should have bottomed out. What can I do?"

As he said, he chuckled, paced to the corner with his waist collapsed, hissed for a long time, and sat down slowly.

"Never mind, never mind. If I leave, when my old wife returns, I'm afraid I won't be able to find me."

The scholar spoke easily and calmly, but the atmosphere in the room became more silent and embarrassing. Li Changan finally couldn't stand it, and pushed the door open as if to escape.

Outside.

The sunshine smelt the fresh and smelly air unique to the country, which made Li Changan feel slightly shocked.

He turned his head and stared at Naye Mountain for a long time. The foot of the mountain was lush and green, the mountainside was surrounded by smoke, and the undulating glazed golden dome on the top of the mountain reflected the bright sun.

Qingshan Treasure Temple, however, is the Demon's Nest.

He held the hilt of the sword and suddenly spoke:

"Friend, after having been with me for so long, I have watched the excitement enough, should I show up too?!"