Chapter 51: Two disasters a year

Gu Du and Xian Bai chatted for half an hour, took Xian Bai back into the soul box, then went to find Chu Qin, and picked up the content of the two chatting, and said it in a critical way. Overall, Xian Bai was not willing to be a soul attendant for him.

Chu Qin nodded and said, "This is normal. People are dead and no longer have any desires. Of course, they are unwilling to take any more. The soul army is compulsive, and the soul servant needs to let the soul open up. Take it slowly, and there is no need to be impatient."

Gu Du replied: "Yes."

So Gu Du chatted every day. After chatting for a whole month, his white eyes were no longer so muddy, and his chat and speech began to be smooth and proactive.

Xian Bai asked Gu Du: "Brother, you said I am a ghost, what else can I ask for? Or what else can I get? You are a living person, you can eat, drink, and get married. What can I do?"

Gu Du said: "At least you should be freer than being a soul army after you follow me."

Xian Bai was silent for a moment and said, "That's all the benefits."

After chatting that day, Gu Du took the soul box to find Chu Qin and said, "Soul Lord, I think it's not possible. The disciple has been chatting with Xian Bai for a month. All he cares about is what he can do and what benefits he has. He has neither the idea of ​​family and country nor the righteousness of brotherhood. The disciple has limited ability and may not be able to practice."

Chu Qin reached out to take the Soul Box and said, "Don't blame yourself. You are right. I'll let him return to the Soul Army."

Gu Du replied: "Yes."

When Jin Lan came back, Chu Qin took the Soul Box and arrived at the schoolyard to release Xian Bai.

Xian Bai looked around, then looked at Chu Qin and asked, "Gu Du doesn't want me anymore, right?"

Chu Qin replied: "You don't want Gu Du. He saved you twice, but you don't want to help him."

Xian Bai said: "Yes, he saved me twice, but I also died because of him, so the account will be even."

Chu Qin raised her hand and a ball of black light wrapped Xianbai.

Xian Bai asked, "I want to return to the soul army, right? Can I let me go around the palace first?"

Chu Qin said in a plain voice: "There are forbidden curses everywhere in the forbidden area of ​​the palace. Without me taking you with you, you can't go anywhere except this school ground. And I am not sending you back to the Soul Army, but destroying you."

"What!" Xian Bai said in surprise: "Why should I destroy me?"

Chu Qin replied: "You have already opened your mind and will no longer be willing to be controlled. Letting you return to the soul army will not only add to my burden, but will also affect other souls."

Xian Bai said anxiously: "I am willing to be the soul attendant of Gu Du!"

Chu Qin said, "You understand now it's too late."

Gu Du was a little depressed without refining the Soul Attendant, but soon the energy passed. Even Chu Qin had no Soul Attendant, so it was normal for him to not refining it.

The days that followed were very comfortable. I worked with Jin Lan every day. Although it was a disaster year, there were everything in the palace. Gu Du couldn't feel any changes. He practiced martial arts every day.

Zeguo did not invade the territory again. It was estimated that he had fought two consecutive games, and his manpower and material resources were almost exhausted. There would be no more wars in a short period of time.

In the late Tangyue, a freezing rain fell. From dawn to dusk, the rain became heavier and heavier. Shangguan He asked Gu Du to go to the kitchen to ask for venison, and asked Jin Lan to call Lixia. The five of them surrounded the fire, roasted venison and drank plum wine, chatting and laughing, and they were so happy.

At Gu Du’s house, everyone was eating around the table. Gu An suddenly started crying. The butler Gu Zhong asked: “What’s wrong? If you have something, you say, why are the big guy still crying?”

Gu An wiped his tears, sniffed, and said, "My brother came here in the next halfway and asked me for money. He said that the rice in the outer city had been sold for 150 cents a bucket. It was not always available. If you need to queue up before dawn, you can buy it. I have food and drink here, but my family is really starving to death."

Gu Zhong sighed and said, "Who made God unhappy? This is the disaster year. Fortunately, you still have a place to eat, eat quickly, don't talk about these unpleasant things."

It was also raining frozen in Lingtao County, more than 300 miles away from the imperial city. In Shuixiu Village outside the county, the village chief Jiang Chengwang sat by the brazier, with his hands in his sleeves, and his wrinkled face was covered with sorrow.

In summer, there was a severe drought, so the public grain was not paid enough. After autumn, it rained heavily, and there was no hope for the autumn grain. It was a disaster a year, and I have never heard of it. God is going to collect people.

But the county master was very nervous, saying that the nobles in the imperial city had to eat and drink enough, and the soldiers had to eat and drink enough. If there were no nobles and soldiers, who would protect them and farmers?

But there is no food, what can I pay if I don’t have food?

Today, I called a few people who could handle the matter, just to discuss the matter of handing over public food, but after just a few words, everyone was silent. If there was no food, there would be no food. No matter how much they discussed, there would be no food.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Chengwang said in a muffled voice: "Apart from growing grain, I'll hand over everything."

Zhao Daxiang immediately objected: "How can that happen? Then what should we eat? Then we will all starve to death?"

Jiang Chengwang said without raising his head and opening his eyes, "Then what do you think you should do?"

Zhao Daxiang stopped talking, was silent for a moment and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, I have to keep a stutter."

Jiang Chengwang said, "You come to be the village chief, and you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Daxiang frowned, and everyone else persuaded him, and he was full of words and messy and annoying.

"Let's go back." A very light sentence scared everyone like a sudden thunder coming from the sky.

Jiang Chengwang looked in for a moment and said that the person who said this was sitting behind him and praying.

Jing Xiuli is 39 years old. He fled here with his parents more than 20 years ago. He married and had children in Shuixiu Village, and supported his parents for their old age and sent them to see them off. He has always been a kind person. As for his silence, he said this from his mouth, which really surprised Jiang Chengwang.

Jiang Chengwang asked, "Who said just now?"

Jing Xiuli replied, "What I said."

Jiang Chengwang asked again: "What did you say just now?"

Jing Xiuli replied, "I said, let's go against it."

There was a lot of rebukes, and he did not argue. He listened silently, and waited for everyone to shout enough, then he said with his eyes hanging down, "Please pretend I didn't say it."

Two days later, the rain came after sunny, and the convoy of grain collected left the county town.

Riding on the horse, Liu Ben asked the captain softly: "Sir, why do you still need to collect grain? The food for disaster relief has arrived in the county, why do you still need to collect grain?"

The captain replied softly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

Liu Ben pursed his lips and was silent. After a while, he couldn't help it and said softly: "Sir, it's not appropriate to do this. If the civil unrest is triggered, we will all follow the responsibility."

The captain glared at him with a squinted look and whispered: "Brother Zhang said this a few days ago. He was beaten forty military sticks by Lord Huang. He still can't get out of the ground today. Close your mouth and do whatever you want, and there is so much nonsense!"
Chapter completed!