New White Snake Asking Immortals

Talisman consumed too much, so Bai Yujun went to the temporary station of Chunyang Palace in the county to collect supplies.

It was never so dilapidated when we separated from the county town before, but today we see shacks outside the county town full of refugees without food. The nobles and county magistrates in the county town were terrified for fear that these refugees would be starving to rebel directly. Finally, a few porridge tents were erected, so that these refugees could have a bite to eat and not take risks.

The gate of the county town has long been closed, and only when porridge is being served will troops be sent to block the gate to send food out.

Bai Yujun didn't catch up with Kaichengmen, so she had to wander around in the shack.

All in all, the shack area is very chaotic, hooligans are very popular, robbery and stealing are common, and some people even kill people in the streets to steal money and food, and everyone else pretends to ignore it.

There are some pretty women who can only sell their skin and flesh in exchange for a little dry food so that their children can eat. Women in troubled times are the most miserable. There are many **** who carry their pants and leave without giving money.

The big families in the city come to buy children, boys two or two girls three or two, and some sell their sons and daughters. Some of them are better to be servants and maids for others than to starve to death with themselves outside the city. No one knows who has been bought. What will happen to the child in the future, is it possible to sell it to a beggar head, cut his hands and feet, hoarse voice, throw it on the roadside to make money, or sell the girl into a brothel, but what else? It's better to gamble if you're about to starve to death now.

During this period, someone wanted to fight Bai Yujun's idea.

"Yo~ a little Taoist girl with a good mark, why don't you go play with the second master?"

A group of hooligans surrounded Bai Yujun and said foul language. Not everyone in this world knows Chunyang costumes, especially when a fairy-like beauty appears, it is even more uncontrollable.

"roll."

A very cold word, they are full of resentment and will bear human life, but Bai Yujun feels that it has nothing to do with snakes and is too lazy to care.

"The little lady has a good temper and is still a little chili. I like it, the hotter the better hahaha~"

Without drawing a knife, he lifted his leg and kicked violently.

It is conceivable how powerful a 12-meter-long snake is. When such a strong force gathers one foot, the situation of the person who was kicked can be imagined. The whole person spun and flew out ten meters and knocked down a few people and then fell to the ground. Immediately kicked off his chest and ribs, the broken bone stubble plunged into his heart and lungs, vomited blood, twitched, and saw that he could not survive.

A few hooligans who opened their bows from left and right with both hands slapped the heavens and knocked them into the shack to pass out.

"It's really enough."

Shaking his head, just as the city gate opened to deliver porridge, Bai Yujun immediately walked towards the city gate.

When the guards saw the costume, they didn't dare to stop him. After entering the city, they went straight to the temporary station of Chunyang in the city.

The person in charge of the temporary station was a senior disciple, a beautiful woman, surnamed Wei, who received the talismans and medicines from her when she was assigned tasks from the county seat.

"Senior Sister Wei, I'm here to get the talisman and medicine." Bai Yujun put down the bookcase while talking, and picked up a piece of cake on the desk and stuffed it in her mouth. It smelled like mung beans. It would be more fragrant if it was made with meat. Snakes like to eat meat.

Senior Sister Wei, who was writing with her head down behind the desk, raised her head and smiled.

"Junior Sister Bai hasn't seen you for a long time. There's nothing serious about you, right? If you have any problems, just tell me."

Senior Sister Wei is a high-level disciple, and she will take care of any intractable evil spirits and monsters. There is no low level of cultivation to become a high-level disciple.

After thinking for a while, I recalled that black-clothed ghost repairer.

"I met a ghost cultivator who manipulates Specter, man, his cultivation base doesn't look high, and his magic weapon is a black triangular flag, um... I had a fight with him in Nanjia Town and then ran south."

Hearing the word "Ghost Xiu", Senior Sister Wei's expression became serious.

"Can you see what marks the ghost repair has? For example, the collar, sleeves, or wearing characteristics."

"I haven't seen it clearly, but I can remember his breath. If I see it, I will definitely recognize it."

"Those little girls who are in chaos in the world are actually happy not to think about Shu's wrongdoing. Next time you see it, you don't have to be polite and kill it! If you lose, remember to send me a letter. This is a letter talisman. If I have something to tear it apart, I will rush to it as soon as possible."

Bai Yujun was very happy to take the talisman that was folded into a triangle, this is good, if you can't beat it, let go of the cloud-piercing arrow.

Senior Sister Wei brought a stack of talismans from behind and asked the helper to bring in a few packets of medicine and two bottles of medicinal herbs from the backyard.

After confirming that it was correct, Bai Yujun put the things in the bookcase and put them away. Fortunately, he ate a lot of bacon and poured out a lot of space, otherwise he really couldn't put it down, and suddenly remembered something.

"Senior Sister Wei, why is the imperial court slow in disaster relief?"

Hearing this, Senior Sister Wei shook her head and sighed, showing helplessness.

"It has already been reported to the imperial court, but many people don't want the disaster to end too soon. When the famine passes, there will be many more noble families with ten thousand acres of fertile land in this world."

"..."

Bai Yujun was speechless.

The longer the disaster, the more beneficial it is for those powerful people. Buying land at a low price and hoarding it can also receive disaster relief funds from the court. Who wants to let the disaster end too soon...

Dizzy, he walked out of the station, looked up at the scorching sun that radiated heat frantically, and always felt that God wanted to cook something, in short, don't cook the snake.

I haven't met Xu Ling and Yang Mu, there are only a few hired helpers besides Senior Sister Wei at the station. It's no fun to stay at the station, so I just continue to patrol the mission area and carry my books on my back without any hassle. The box went to the city gate.

There was a chaotic sound of horse hooves in front of the street, and people who couldn't escape in time invited the horsemen to scold and whip them.

Seeing the dude on the horse's back, Bai Yujun finally understood what a fresh-clothed and angry horse was. Those people who wore fine silk were young and sullen, but they were very aggressive. They were running wild and laughing. The first half of the people, who were hungry, suffered, and those who had good legs and feet quickly got out of the way, and the young and old were either knocked down or pumped, and their backs were bruised.

Walking to the side of the road to avoid it, Bai Yujun was too lazy to conflict.

The sound of hooves roared past, and those dudes galloped past, leaving only the floor full of clutter and countless whispered curses.

The street returned to its normal appearance. The stall owner who sold groceries scolded and picked up the scattered goods. The beggar also returned to the original position from the roadside to beg. Unfortunately, the broken bowl was completely broken in half.

Looking at those playboys who have gone away, Bai Yujun is deeply envious, seeing how easy and carefree their lives are.

The sun is still so hot, but fortunately, there is an awning on the top of the bookcase to avoid the pain of direct sunlight.

"The sun will kill the snake..."

The master said that if you want to cultivate to a high level, you have to work your muscles and bones and starve your body and skin. It is important to meditate and practice, and don’t forget that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Running around in the scorching sun.

There is a severe drought in the world, and the ability of monks is limited. The most suitable for disaster relief is actually the secular imperial court. As long as the imperial court is mobilized to dispatch materials and distribute medicine and food to overcome the famine, it is not difficult. The difficulty is that no one except the emperor is willing to throw money into the mouths of refugees. , even if the money belongs to the court, for some people the court is their own.