Chapter 113: The Plague
By the time a few people had trekked back, it was already the dawn of the morning.
There was also a small episode in the meantime, when a few people climbed over the Jiangzhou city wall and entered the city, they were almost discovered by the patrolling city guards, but fortunately, Zhao Ting used his mind to cover the traces of the three of them in time, otherwise it would be inevitable to be in trouble.
When he returned to Zhao Ting's house, Wang Junwei was already yawning, his eyelids fell straight down, and he looked sleepy. Seeing this, Zhao Ting didn't leave him much and let him go to sleep first.
"How do you feel?" After Wang Junwei left, Zhao Ting looked at Zhao Si and asked in a harmonious voice.
After all, Zhao Si is an "alien", not only in strength, physique, but even in energy, which is much better than that of mortals, yes, even if he stayed up all night, his face did not show fatigue, but his eyes became more and more radiant, shining with scorching light.
"Villain...... The villain has high hopes for the son," Zhao Si said and lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhao Ting's eyes again, "The villain had obviously practiced for so long before, but when he was in the battle in person, he still couldn't fully exert what he had learned. ”
"The villain knows that if it weren't for the son's obstruction, the villain would ...... The villain is by no means the opponent of the "Yin Yang Mound". ”
Saying that, Zhao Si was already full of guilt, and his breathing became heavy.
Zhao Ting couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard his words, and said, "You kid can't speak? What does it mean to get in the way? How can it be called a "stumbling block" when dealing with the evil demons and foreign ways?"
"Oh, the villain should die, the villain said the wrong thing," Zhao Si apologized again and again, "If it weren't for the secret help of the son, the villain would have been cold a long time ago, how could he defeat the "Yin Yang Mound"?"
Zhao Ting nodded with satisfaction and said, "What you said is good, well, Xiaosi, you are indeed a little weaker now, but you don't have to be presumptuous, you just lack so much actual combat experience." ”
"You still have courage, flexibility, and judgment of the situation. After a few more years of hard training, you will definitely be able to stand alone. ”
Seeing that Zhao Ting's evaluation of himself was so high, Zhao Si was suddenly a little flattered, knelt on the ground, and said: "Master, the villain doesn't want to stand alone, the villain wants to always be by your side, serve you, and accompany you......"
"Eh, I'm not disabled, what are you doing with me?" Zhao Ting waved his hand, "You also know your ideals, you need you to help me and help me realize my ideals." Instead of being my bodyguard, being a bodyguard for the rest of my life, you know?"
After a pause, he seemed to want to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't say anything, just said, "Okay, you can go down and rest too, you will go to school later." ”
Seeing that Zhao Ting turned around to leave, Zhao Si hurriedly called him: "Master, then, this "Killing Crystal" is really...... Do you want to give it to the young master?"
Probably afraid that Zhao Ting would misunderstand what he meant, Zhao Si hurriedly explained: "The villain didn't want to be greedy for this "killing crystal", but the villain felt that it was to show the young master's temperament...... Well, it's better to be a mortal. Instead of wasting this "killing crystal" on the young master, it is better to let the young master devour it, so that you can also have one more magical power. ”
Zhao Ting turned around slowly and said softly: "It's not that you don't know this "Yin Yang Tomb", you will only have a magical power of "manipulating hair", which is useless to me. And when this magic power was used, he was extremely ashamed, and his long hair was dancing wildly, just like Mei Chaofeng. Therefore, it is better to transplant the killing crystal of this "Yin Yang Tomb" to Junwei, so that he can live a few more days. ”
"After all, no matter how useless he is, it's my mother's nephew, my uncle's son," he sighed, "but I can only help him get here." ”
Seeing that Zhao Ting had already made a decision in his heart, Zhao Si didn't say anything more, stood respectfully, and watched Zhao Ting leave.
......
After leaving the courtyard gate and coming to the street, Zhao Ting casually stopped a carriage and instructed the coachman to drive towards Datong Academy.
The coachman was quite enthusiastic, and seeing that although Zhao Ting was dressed richly, he spoke approachablely, so he couldn't help but chat with him while driving the car.
The carriage drove slowly along Jianye Street, and the wheels ran over the ground, making a "squeak" sound, which sounded very leisurely.
"I listen to Gongzi's accent, I shouldn't be a native of Jiangzhou, right?" asked the old coachman with a smile.
Zhao Ting, who was in the carriage, closed his eyes tightly and responded: "No, Xiaosheng is a native of Xiling, Qingzhou, and he has long admired the reputation of Datong Academy, so he came from thousands of miles to study." ”
The old coachman took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Oh, Childe turned out to be a scholar, that's really amazing, unlike us coolies, who come and go in the wind and rain, and can't make a few dollars all year round." ”
Zhao Ting didn't answer, and the old coachman continued to take care of himself: "Actually, I am not a native of Jiangzhou, my hometown is from Jiaozhou, and there was an accident in my hometown the year before last, so our family of five fled to Jiangzhou to make a living." ”
"Woe?"
Hearing these two words, Zhao Ting suddenly opened his eyes, but there was a hint of interest, and asked: "Dare to ask the old man, Jiaozhou...... What's going on?"
The old coachman shook his head, waved his whip, and spat out two words: "Plague." ”
"I heard my cousin who was on an errand in the government say that it was two immortals who fought in Sunset Bay in Zhouji County, and the sun and moon were wiped out in a battle, and the landslide and tsunami caused even the "Sunset Levee" in Zhouji to be blasted open a big gap. ”
"The sea water has flowed backwards, flooding the fields on which hundreds of people in Jiaozhou depend for their livelihood. When the flood recedes, it is a plague. I heard that because of this plague, Zhouji County, which is closest to the "Sunset Levee", has fallen into bad luck, and there are almost ten rooms and nine empty rooms, and there are corpses everywhere. The people in the government couldn't bury it, and they were afraid of infection, so they had to pile it together and burn it down and pull it down. ”
"Alas, fortunately, I have someone in the official mansion who fled early after learning the news, otherwise I would have been quarantined by the imperial court as an epidemic at this time. ”
"Guest officer, you said, you said that this is not wronged, why do the gods fight, we mortals have to suffer?"
The old coachman was still complaining to himself, but from behind the carriage came a chaotic sound of horses' hooves, the sound of which was like a drum, and struck heavily on his heart.
He subconsciously looked back, and saw a line of neatly arranged cavalry coming on horseback, rampaging through the street, unscrupulous, provoking the street pedestrians to look sideways and hide to the side, for fear of being trampled by the horses' hooves.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
A middle-aged man in black armor, who was obviously dressed as an officer, raised his hand and waved a horsewhip, and behind him was a line of soldiers wearing the same standard armor as him, each soldier was extremely burly, and his face and body were full of anger, and he knew at a glance that he was a veteran of the battlefield.
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