Warlords are separating the borders, killing and fighting endlessly, the people are living in poverty, and their lives are like grass...

These words that show the most sad and miserable parts of troubled times cannot be seen in the nine relatively prosperous and stable sects, and Shangguan Lingye could only learn about one or two in books in the past.

If she had not seen it with her own eyes, she would have imagined that without the suppression of immortals and regimes, the mortals who were originally obedient would have committed various cruel acts against other mortals that were incompatible with the laws of heaven, and even the methods were not weaker than those of the most extreme evil demons and heretics.

When they came to the military camp near the city wall, the people who were still in the county gathered here to seek peace.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye walked along the way, and the people they saw were all old, weak, sick and disabled. Most of them were missing arms and legs, and those who could stand and walk straight had already tied red turbans and became rebels who maintained order.

Lu Chen was used to this and even said that these people were lucky. Zuo Lingquan asked the reason and realized that the chaos had lasted for more than ten years.

At first, the imperial court's roots were broken, and tyrannical torture was used, and people were plundered. A group of people in the county were killed, and most of the remaining were disabled in corvee labor.

After that, the people of the world were overwhelmed, rebels rose everywhere, and the same was true around Macheng County. The people thought they could make a breakthrough, but they did not expect that the leaders of the "rebel army" who started their business would be much more vicious than the court after the suppression of the law. They would rob money, grain, and women. If they had any slander, they would slaughter villages and villages. If they had any slander, they would slaughter them. If you fight, you would kill them. I would slaughter them again.

In the end, the food was not even stolen. Macheng County, which was near the sea, could still rely on fishing. The remaining people in the mainland had long fallen to the point of changing their children and eating them. It was not uncommon for the chaotic army to use people as military rations.

In such a chaotic world where life is not as valuable as a bowl of rice, I can survive until now and lean in a dilapidated house to hide from the rain. Isn’t it just that my life is good? If my life is bad, my bones will be chewed.

Shangguan Lingye slowly walked across the muddy and dirt road. When he was still a distance from the farmyard on the slope, he saw dozens of rebels carrying swords and guns surrounded by heavy rain. Blood flowed down the slope along the rain. Heart-wrenching cry came from the yard:

"Dad...Woo...Mom..."

"father……"

The voice came from a girl, and she was still childish, and there was a teenager next to her.

Shangguan Lingye walked behind Zuo Lingquan and passed through the silent crowd. He saw a fenced courtyard with blood stains on the ground.

The boy wearing a red turban, at most fifteen or sixteen, and the girl wearing a hundred-family clothes cut into short hair, was crying so hard that she was already exhausted. She sat next to the earth wall, and two men wearing short swords were comforting her.

There was a square table in the old main house with porridge, bowls and dishes on it. It had been eaten clean, but it was obviously not what the owner's family ate.

The man carrying a spear and a man dressed in a scholar stood by the table with four corpses under his feet.

There was no clean fabric in the county town. I just covered the body with a sheet and tent. Just from the outline, I could see that the body was not human-shaped, and blood on the ground flowed out of the door.

Shangguan Lingye has handled no less than ten thousand murders in 80 years. He knows the pitifulness and misfortune of mortals, but he rarely goes to the crime scene in person. No matter how many casualties are presented on paper, it is just a cold number. It is difficult to pay more attention to the casualties of less than ten people.

At this moment, I saw the little girl crying and her voice was exhausted, and I truly realized how many separations of life and death are hidden behind those cold numbers.

She slowly walked to the steps and looked at the little girl who was about to faint from crying. The woman's natural tenderness made her want to comfort her.

But what can you comfort at this time?

With her experience, she could only comfort her endless cycle of reincarnation, telling them that their family members had been reincarnated in other worlds and lived a good life.

But if the brother and sister really believed her, the most likely thing to do now is to accompany their family and escape from this world where people can eat people. Then they would be as open-minded as her, who can pursue immortality.

Shangguan Lingye stood outside the eaves and was speechless. She had a little understanding of the ancestor's origin. She thought it was a tragic but very common experience, but the ancestor had already let it go.

Now I understand why the ancestor sat alone in the palace pavilion on the mountain for thousands of years without leaving the nine sects.

Because the ancestor was more desperate than the little girl in front of him, Shangguan Lingye saw the little girl's eyes and did not dare to imagine that he had experienced such a tragic reaction in the world, let alone the extreme desperate situation of the ancestor's entire clan. I am afraid that anyone who has experienced that feeling in person would not let this happen again.

Zuo Lingquan discovered the emotions in the eyes of the concubine, and felt that she was becoming more and more emotional.

But if you witness this kind of human tragedy with your own eyes and can still remain rational and unmoved, and you don’t even deserve to be a human being, so how can you be called an immortal?

Zuo Lingquan did not disturb Shangguan Lingye, and followed Lu Chen to the main house, half-squatted and lifted the cloth and looked at the body.

The death was terrible and difficult to describe in words. The spell was drawn with blood under the corpse and formed a formation.

Lu Chen took off his hat, came to Jiang Heng, and spoke softly to introduce:

"This is the first time Zuo Daxia. This is Jiang Heng, the leader of the rebel army here."

Jiang Heng saw that Zuo Lingquan had a good temperament, but at this time he had no intention of making friends with the master. He stood beside the corpse with a gun and said:

"The money and food in the house were not taken away at all, but the food on the table was eaten. Judging from the scene, it was a murderer. Such evil people have never appeared within a radius of hundreds of miles. There are not many people in the county who are literate. Can the hero Zuo see what he wrote?"

Zuo Lingquan lowered the cloth covering the corpse, and it was difficult to explain these methods of the Demon Sect, and he could not explain the origin of the murderer. He could only say:

"The way the witch sect uses curses is to kill people for the sake of killing people."

Shangguan Lingye comforted the little girl a few words and walked into the main house. His face had returned to his former cold and majesty when he was in charge of the demon corps.

Now she and the ancestor Youhuang are exhausted from spiritual energy, and their hatred is second, and the most important thing is to restore their strength first.

The ancestor Youhuang obviously wanted to use evil means to kill people and get supplies. It was difficult to do this here, so he would go to other places to kill people. Moreover, he did not kill one or two people. The cultivators in the Jade Level Realm seized the power of mortals, and they could not see the splashes of water without a hundred thousand lives. As long as they were not stopped, they could be slaughtered in a thousand miles.

Shangguan Lingye has been doing the errand of "being God for ordinary people" for 80 years. Even if this is not her jurisdiction, she cannot sit idly by and watch such things happen. She asked:

"In addition to Macheng County, there are still people gathering places nearby with more than a hundred people?"

The voice was very cold, with the toughness and domineeringness of the superiors, and the man in the house was startled.

Jiang Heng thought Zuo Lingquan was the main master, but at this time he realized that the woman behind him was a really master. He turned around and bowed his hand. He could not see his appearance when covering his cheeks with a hat. He did not look closely and responded:

"Bandits are everywhere, and ten rooms and ten empty houses in the countryside are few living people. They either flee or hide in the deep mountains and forests. Villages with more than a hundred people are all soldiers' nests, and they have long disappeared nearby. They are either dead or caught in Ninghe City a hundred miles south as cannon fodder; Ninghe City is the garrison of the Qingjia Army, with nearly 20,000 people inside, with 4,000 troops and horses, and they are all over the land kings within a radius of hundreds of miles..."

Shangguan Lingye listened carefully and felt that the ancestor Youhuang was seriously injured and killing 20,000 people with bare hands could easily cause a major escape, which would waste "resources"; if you want to kill people to supplement yourself, your preferred target is probably Macheng County, where less than a thousand people gather.

"The murderer will continue to kill people. You gather people, watch out for food, don't disperse, just send a single scout to Ninghe City to stare, I will help you with a few days. The other party will find the next target. If you don't take action in the county town within three days, you will definitely go to Ninghe City."

If Shangguan Lingye wants to be safe, he cannot let the ancestor Youhuang kill too many people to restore his strength. He must find and erase the ancestor Youhuang before he restores his strength. This move protects the local people while protecting himself.

Jiang Heng faced an unquestionable tone. As the leader, he said he should ask a few questions, but the woman in front of him was too powerful. After a word, he refused to dare to ask more questions. After thinking about it, he turned around and ordered:

"Xiao Su, gather all the villagers at the port and send people to the granary to watch out for it. If there is any disturbance, it will be reported immediately."

The young man dressed as a scholar immediately went out to pass the order. A man holding a sword outside the door was a little hesitant and said:

"Boss, we can't hold on for a few days, but now there are frequent strange things. If you lead the team to join the Qingjia Army, there are many people there, and there is still a safe guarantee."

The person who spoke was Cao Xin, who was born in the Jianghu area, was not very optimistic about the future of the small team, and has been persuading him recently.

Of course, this is not a counter-topic. The most reasonable choice is to invest in the big "rebel army" and take some people to find a position. If you work alone, even eating will be a problem, so what kind of cause will it be?

Others in the rebel army obviously had this meaning. Zuo Lingquan actually thought that bringing the people together is better protected.

But the leader Jiang Heng shook his head at this:

"Zhu Wu of the Qingjia Army is bloodthirsty and narrow-minded in his eyes. He can gain a foothold in a county and a state, but it is difficult to achieve great things. In the past, we were nothing more than helping to bully the weak and making the chaotic times more chaotic. If we meet a strong enemy, Zhu Wu will not move his own troops, and the fastest deaths are those of us who surrendered to us in the past."

Zhu Ba, who is also a gangster, sighed:

"We can only talk about our ambitions first. In this situation, we can't last a few days. When the Qingjia Army fights, we will surrender. It will be shameless."

"well……"

As the brothers watched, Jiang Heng had no way to break the deadlock, and he was speechless.

Although it was just a few short words, Shangguan Lingye had roughly understood the situation of the county town through his observation of the situation of the county town and Jiang Heng's expression and behavior.

Shangguan Lingye thought about it and said, "A person who is poor cannot be short-sighted. You should do what I said first, and find me some paper and pen. I will teach you something, so you should be able to use it in the future."

Jiang Heng did not understand the meaning of this sentence. He regarded it as a step, and followed the trend:

"Okay, let's do it now. You all go back and pay attention to the movements. Report any abnormalities in time."

Seeing this, the rebel leader outside didn't say much, and said goodbye and left one after another...

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The rain has been a little lighter, but it still has not stopped.

The coffins in the county town were used up many years ago, and four bodies were carried by the rebels to mass graves and buried. No one would discuss this matter before dark. After all, deaths are common these days, and it is common for people in the city to be numb.

Zuo Lingquan stayed in the liba courtyard and chatted with Jiang Heng for a while about the situation here.

Jiang Heng was also from the bottom of the country. He grew up in a chaotic world where news was blocked and everyone was in danger. He didn't know much about the situation in the world. He only knew that the coastal area was previously called "Yan Di". The most powerful one was Zhu Wu, the Qingjia Army, and he would not have the chance to contact him any further.

Shangguan Lingye originally wanted to find a map to analyze his current location from the terrain, but strategic materials such as maps could not fall into Jiang Heng's hands in the troubled times that lasted for more than ten years. Even the already rare books were lost because they had no effect in the troubled times. The county did not make paper, so naturally there was no paper.

When he heard that Shangguan Lingye wanted to use paper and pen, Jiang Heng searched for a long time and took out a few clean wooden boards to make up the numbers. Shangguan Lingye was too lazy to use pen and ink when he saw this, so it would be more convenient to engrave directly.

As night fell, nearly a thousand soldiers and civilians in the county were gathered near the barracks under the city walls, and they found a place to shelter from the rain.

The remaining people have no complaints about the arrangements of the rebel army. Apart from trusting the rebel army, they are more numb. They are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and they cannot escape. They just die early and late. There are still companions on the way to die together.

In order to protect it conveniently, Zuo Lingquan moved his residence to the vicinity of the station. Jiang Heng gave special benefits and arranged a small courtyard. Although it was still dilapidated, it did not leak rain at least.

Zuo Lingquan, Jiang Heng and others worked together to touch all the roads around the station before returning to the small yard.

It was raining, and only the windows of the main house were lit with yellow light. The light was very weak. There were no candles in the county, and Jiang Heng was reluctant to use the only little lamp oil left, so he didn't give much.

Zuo Lingquan closed the yard door and turned around and saw an old hen squatting on the steps under the eaves outside the windowsill.

There are only big dumplings, circled around the hen with great pride, constantly "chijiji...", which should mean "Don't be afraid, there are birds and birds covering you, no one can touch you..."

The hen will also respond "cuckoo", but is not sure if it can be understood.

The dumpling recipe includes all living things. If you don’t think the taste is bad, you will probably dare to chew all kinds of stones. You can also eat roasted chicken and roast duck, but you generally don’t put birds in the recipe.

It is so good to this old hen because only fish and shrimps are left in the county town, and birds and beasts have long been caught. This old hen is the only few poultry left in the county town. When Tuanzi saw that he couldn't even see a bird, he naturally cherished it, for fear of eating the birds out of reach.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan naturally had no intention of stewing chicken soup. He just thought it was to leave a playmate for the dumpling. He hung his hat and straw raincoat on the wall and walked into the main house.

The main house was cleaned up very neatly, with clean bedding on the bed, and the tables, chairs, benches and other tables, chairs, and benches. Finally, it looked like a room.

Next to the window is an old desk with oil lamps and long wooden boards on it.

The stunning beauty in a golden phoenix skirt sat upright at the desk, pulled out the golden hairpin between her hair as a carving knife, and carved the words on the flat wooden board.
To be continued...