The moon shadow hung low, and the vast starry sky was filled with a faint ripple.

Meteors streak across the sky, and in the beautiful night, the cool breeze is slow.

The village was deserted and looked particularly desolate, and every family was mourning, as if someone had died in every household in the village in recent days.

Murong Jie looked at Lin Xian'er suspiciously, Lin Xian'er looked at Murong Jie puzzled, could it be that there was a plague in the village, otherwise why would so many people die. If this momentum continues, I am afraid that within half a month at most, there will be no more living people in the village.

Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er wanted to ask the villagers so that they could know what was going on in the village and why they were so sad and desolate.

Over the years in Sizhaotang, they have learned some of them, and although they are far from being able to be doctors, they can barely be regarded as more than enough to deal with ordinary common epidemics.

The disciples of Sizhaotang should not only learn the exercises of practicing qi and cultivating immortals, but also learn the good recipe for curing diseases and saving people. As a cultivator, it is always good to walk the rivers and lakes to purify sentient beings and accumulate more yin virtues, so the Taoist family members more or less know a little bit of medical skills.

It's already night, and most of the houses are closed, and it's not easy to find someone to ask.

The two came to the mill, and on a spacious flat land of less than three acres, there were five neatly arranged stone grinding tables, and the complex wooden structure extended into the river, connecting the grinding tables to the waterwheel.

The old man, who was almost old, sat alone on the grinding table, smoking his dry tobacco pouch, his expression was slightly sluggish, and his eyes were sad.

Finally seeing the living people, Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er immediately came to the momentum, wanting to run up and ask what happened in the village.

Before they could run forward, they saw several big men with dung forks, and they rushed to Lao Suo in a panic.

I don't know what they said to Lao Suo, who was originally quiet and peaceful, suddenly became anxious.

Then the two big men, as they came, galloped away, and the other big men, who stayed by Lao Suo's side, seemed to be waiting for something.

Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er were very curious, they didn't know what was going on with those people, it must be that there was another big mess in the village.

Due to the unpredictable luck, they did not dare to approach rashly, so they could only rely on the cover of the night and the stone mill to sneak closer to those villagers, perhaps listening to what they were saying first, so as to know whether this strange village was auspicious or evil.

Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er hid behind the stone mill, thinking that they could find out the situation by eavesdropping, but unexpectedly, the villagers were all silent, as if they were all dead.

About a stick of incense had passed, and in the dead darkness of the night, a few fires were slowly approaching. This was followed by the crisp sound of horses' hooves, mixed with hurried footsteps, and the sharp crunch of metal colliding.

"Old Chief, what is the so-called matter when you come to us so late?" the group came to the mill, and the leader sat on his horse and asked in a calm tone.

Obviously, the general who criticized the armor and the old chief who spoke between his words was undoubtedly an old man who smoked dry tobacco.

Seeing dozens of soldiers coming in front of him, the old chief was still silent, his trembling lips were constantly squirming, but he never said a word, and fear firmly sealed his lips.

The general's face became solemn, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment. Whether he realizes that the situation may be very serious, or thinks that the old chief is playing tricks on him.

"General Wang...... It's a dead man...... Is it the ...... of the dead General Wang ......" shouted the big man with a dung fork in a panic.

"Bastard!, you dog minion, who is dead. ”

Several guards angrily raised their spears in their hands, and the sharp tips of their spears glistened coldly, aiming at the throats of the villagers.

"Shut up, let him finish his sentence, and hear what he has to say. The general, who was on the horse, was indifferent and expressionless, completely indifferent and indifferent, as if he had not heard anything, and was not moved in the slightest.

"The grass people should die, the grass people should die, I was careless for a while, and I offended all the military masters. The big man knelt on the ground and kowtowed again and again to apologize.

"Saying, forgive your innocence. The general on the horse said.

"General Wang...... It's a dead man...... General Wang ......" The big man looked frightened, and even his speech became incoherent.

"General Wang...... Let's go and have a look, it's not the first time!" the old chief finally spoke.

"What if I don't agree?" asked the general on the horse.

He didn't know what these villagers were doing in the middle of the night, after fighting for so many days, it was easy to settle down for a few days, and he had the heart to accept the court's recruitment, but he was opposed by all the brothers, and he didn't go out with resentment, and now there are villagers causing trouble, and General Wang's face is getting more and more gloomy.

This general Wang, surnamed Wang Xianzhi, is a native of Puzhou, Shandong, originally a smuggler of salt, because he could not bear the burden of greed, he rose up, cut wood as a soldier, led the righteous army, and asked the Tang Dynasty. Now he is the leader of the 50,000 rebel army, and has captured dozens of states and counties in the Tang Dynasty.

Seeing that he was unstoppable, the court adopted a policy of gentleness, intending to make him an official and a half-post, and not to be an enemy of the Tang Dynasty again. Rebellion must not be a good plan, Wang Xianzhi intended to accept the court's recruitment, but he didn't expect that none of his brothers agreed, saying that he only knew his own glory and completely ignored the life and death of his brothers.

Wang Xianzhi knew very well that if he lost these brothers, how could the court recruit him, and in the end, he would inevitably end up, all the people would betray their relatives and leave their relatives, and there would be no corpses.

So Wang Xianzhi no longer mentioned the matter of Zhao'an, and continued to lead the righteous army to question the Tang Dynasty, and it was here that he robbed and killed the Tang army a few days ago, and achieved an unprecedented victory.

"If General Wang doesn't go, we don't know what to do. The old chief sighed.

"Then tell me what's going on. Why are you so afraid, all of them have no master? We have strong defenses and brave soldiers, so why should we be afraid of the fragile rice bucket army of the imperial court, except for eating and shit, their stragglers are brave, and they can't win any battle. We are the best guarantee, what are you afraid of?" Wang Xianzhi said abruptly.

"It's a cemetery, it's a coffin, it's a dead man...... It's horrible...... It's terrifying, it's not the first time, they must all have turned into ghosts. The old chief said in shock, his whole body trembling.

"What are you talking about? What a terrible ghost, you are responsible for what you have said, you are the chief of the village, and you should not talk nonsense. Wang Xianzhi warned.

The battle has only been a few days, and at such a time, people's hearts are undecided, and they are most afraid of confusing the public and igniting the flames.

"General Wang, the old man is already a handful of years, I am afraid that he is also a person with little time, my three sons have all joined your righteous army, how dare the old man talk nonsense here to confuse the army's heart. ”

"Then let's go into more detail, so that I can know what's going on. Wang Xianzhi asked.

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say, the graves have been dug up, the coffins have been smashed, the bodies are all gone, it's not clear, it's not clear, I hope the general will know it at a glance. ”

The old chief shook his head like a sifting chaff, and cowered like a condemned prisoner about to be executed.