Under the dusty city wall, the two sides are facing each other with cold eyebrows.

Some people dressed in coarse linen clothes carried all kinds of farm tools in their hands, glared at each other, and scolded: "A group of scourges who deceive people and harm people! Don't get out of here! Don't go into the city in the future!"

They had their backs to the city walls and blocked the gates tightly, for fear that the people on the other side would break in.

"Put us back, you don't need to say, we'll leave immediately!" a young man in a cyan robe shouted unconvinced, "You fools, why do you tie up my master!"

"Why? Because he colluded with the government to deceive us!" An old man with gray hair stepped forward under the crowd and said bitterly: "This year, the flood is so heavy, the fields are flooded, and how many families can't even support their children, it is the head of Songyue Dao who said, let us donate the livestock of each family and send them to the river god as sacrifices, and the flood will subside, but the result is simply a scam! He is a born man, but he is greedy and selfish, and he ignores his conscience and disregards the life of the world, he is simply damned!"

The young man immediately said: "You misunderstood him! My master didn't want to lie to you, he really thought that he came from Chang'an to cultivate the method of a strong Taoist priest, so he persuaded everyone to go and sacrifice, my master has always been kind, how many of you have received his favor, how can you think of him like this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman with a patched dress suddenly rushed out of the crowd, raised her hand and threw a handful of mud at him, pointing at him while crying and scolding: "What about my child? My son followed him to Qiongzhou City to watch the festival, why didn't he come back? Those demons used people to sacrifice, did they deliberately kill my son? You murderers! You don't want to die a good death!"

The woman's words made the onlookers even more angry, and they stepped forward and surrounded several Taoist priests in Taoist robes in the center.

The young man became nervous and explained in a panic, "No, no, Xiaodouzi was separated from us on the way there, and we didn't kill anyone!"

"You devils, you should make you pay with blood!" the people said and rushed up.

"Senior brother, what should I do? I can't explain it clearly!" a pale-faced young man approached the young man and grabbed him by the sleeve in a hurry.

"Don't panic, these people are angry, let's not fight with them, when they are angry, they will listen to what I say. Although the young man himself was nervous, he reluctantly comforted him.

"If you want me to say it, beat them up. Save them from being incomprehensible!" Another man stood behind the young man, pressed one hand on his sword, and looked around at the group of madmen opposite, full of vigilance.

"No, junior brother!" the young man held him down and said solemnly: "There are rules in the Dao Sect that cultivators are not allowed to do anything to people in the world, you forgot!"

"Then we are standing here and being beaten to death?" the man strongly disagreed, "We have done nothing wrong, those demons have plagued the people and escaped without a trace, why do we want these uninformed people to bear the wrath of the people? Why should Master be arrested and beaten by them?"

"But Master said not to let us act impulsively....... "The young man still hesitated.

"Then you have to save Master, or even if you kill someone, Master and his old man won't have the life to punish you!" he said, drawing his long sword.

His action further irritated the people who did not know the truth, and some of them shouted: "The Taoist priest has killed someone!"

In an instant, the women and children cried and hid back, and the strong men directly carried weapons and slashed at the dozen or so people in the middle, and the scene instantly became uncontrollable, and the next moment it would bleed.

The young man holding the sword snorted coldly, injected spiritual power into the sword, the sword body glowed slightly, he stretched out his hand and slashed out, and all the people who were swept by the sword light would be cut down and seriously injured.

Suddenly, his movements froze, and then the sword came out of his hand and fell to the ground, and he watched the people in all directions smash things at them, and his heart suddenly despaired.

A soft little hand patted him, he was startled, and when he turned around, he saw a face-born female crown half a head shorter than him standing next to him, her right hand against the back of his heart, the palm of her hand was slightly hot, and the young man suddenly realized why his spiritual power was blocked.

"I borrowed you for one use. The female crown said quickly with an expressionless face, and as soon as her voice fell, the young man immediately felt that the spiritual power in his body was running wildly uncontrollably, surging towards the position of the back of his heart.

The palm of the female crown emitted a faint golden light, she raised her left hand, and waved it around, a pale golden spiritual power wave vibrated out, and swept out the people who rushed over, those people retreated like a tidal wave, but after the remaining strength faded, they stood in place unharmed, indicating that the seemingly strong spiritual power sweeping force just now was actually very gentle.

Both groups were stunned, not knowing what was happening.

The young man looked at the girl in front of him incredulously, only to see the female crown gently put down her hand, took two steps forward, and said loudly: "Have you made enough trouble? In the face of natural disasters, you don't want to think about how to live, but instead besiege the innocent, do you want to go to prison!"

Under the city, there was silence for a while because of her questioning, although the two groups of people were not clear about the situation, and they didn't know this female crown, they all vaguely guessed that this person was unfathomable and unfathomable, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous.

Hua Yu stared at the white-haired old man who spoke first, took two steps forward, and the people on the opposite side immediately stepped back, looking guarded.

"The seniors are also highly respected people, these people all listen to you, right? Why are you making trouble here?" Hua Yu asked in a cold voice, "Is there no one in the official mansion?"

"The government has long cared about our life or death!" some people shouted with great audacity, "They have looted money and silver, looted livestock, confiscated grain, and have not given us a way to live!"

"The government doesn't care about you, someone cares about you, what grievances do you have, you can complain to the one behind you, what kind of ability is it to surround some people who refuse to hurt you even in a desperate situation!" Hua Wei stretched out her hand, and everyone's eyes followed her backwards and saw a carriage.

Nangong Yi walked out calmly and stood outside the carriage, dressed in white, with a warm expression, as if he was a master outside the world.

"He, who is he?" asked a woman, trembling.

"He is the regent, and he specially came to Qiongzhou from Chang'an to supervise the flood control, and if you are dissatisfied with the government, tell him that he will naturally be the master for you. ”

When the white-haired old man heard this, he took two steps forward, fell to his knees with a thud, and cried, "My lord, save us poor people!" As soon as he cried, everyone knelt down and cried, even the several Taoist priests who were besieged also knelt down together.

Hua Yu looked at the young man beside her who was still stunned, and reminded her, "Hurry up and kneel, don't die?"

"Huh?" The young man immediately came back to his senses, and quickly knelt down, hanging his head, for fear that Nangong Yi would be guilty.

Hua Wei stood out from the crowd, looking at Nangong Yi from afar, and the qi in her heart was like the waves of the sea, going down and rushing up again.

She still thought about things too simply, thinking that Nangong Yi would be okay if she defeated the Qiongzhou officials headed by Wen Rudun by the scam of the festival, but she didn't know that the story often only picked out wonderful places to write, but the reality would spread countless follow-ups, and there would inevitably be sacrifices at both ends of the power struggle.

The White Fan Waterfall was washed away, and the people were not only dissatisfied with the inaction of the officials, but also hated the evil world.

On the one hand, there are good Taoist priests who do not want to violate the rules of the Taoist sect, and on the other hand, there are innocent people who have been deceived and displaced, and between the struggle between the upper nobles and the imperial power, they are simply stupid and distressing.

And Nangong Yi, Hua Yu squinted her eyes, although Nangong Yi, who was kneeling down to everyone, was here to save them from fire and water, but he couldn't purify all sentient beings, when he made the whole plan, he must have expected that there would be follow-up conflicts, he abandoned these innocent Taoist priests in the Dayan Taoist Temple, and let them block the anger of the people to achieve his own goal.

"You, why don't you kneel?" the young man with the sword came back to his senses, saw that she was still standing upright, and asked boldly.

Hua Wei sneered, and in his surprised gaze, she glared at Nangong Yi from afar, turned around and walked towards the city.