The sun is in the west, and the cold wind is fierce.

The location of the Ziyang Temple at the southern foot of the Shogunate Mountain, smoky, drifting with the wind, from the valley below the Taoist temple construction site to the three-way intersection two miles away in the south, from the low hill in the west to the foot of the Beigu Mountain three miles away in the east, the radius of six miles is all densely packed with displaced people.

Around the more than 50 improvised stoves that were temporarily erected, there were ragged and hungry and cold displaced people, and thousands of old and weak people were lying on the cold ground weakly, waiting for an unknown fate.

Lao Shi, a swarthy coachman with a dark face and a stocky figure, waved his long whip from time to time, made a crisp sound of breaking the air to clear out a lane, skillfully drove the carriage around a pile of bodies lying on the ground and did not know whether they were alive or dead, and passed through a group of numb women and children, and it took a lot of effort to send Zhu Daolin to the wooden bridgehead next to the stream, and Xuanqing Daoist and others, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly came up to meet him.

Zhu Daolin, who had a gloomy face, crossed the small bridge and said loudly: "It is absolutely not okay to let thousands of homeless people mess around, the slightest carelessness will cause huge chaos, once it is messy, let alone soup kitchen, it will be a question whether we can save our lives." ”

"At noon, there were dozens of officials to help maintain it, but in the afternoon they were all withdrawn, what can we do? Calling you back is to discuss and come up with an idea to see how to deal with it, so many homeless people are also afraid of us! "Fifth Master Uncle Xuanfang, who was responsible for leading more than a dozen apprentices to maintain order, was already covered in dust and his lips were chapped.

Zhu Daolin stopped in front of several masters and uncles: "Master, uncle, the sun is about to set, and it will be dark in a blink of an eye, and it will be even more difficult to do at that time, so I won't say kind words, if you really trust me, I will give me full authority to deal with, and everyone must listen to my dispatch, okay?" ”

Daoist Xuanqing absolutely trusted the apprentice who had brought him great help, and believed that Zhu Daolin, who had been in the army for a few years, must have a way.

Master Bo Xuanyue and Second Master Bo Xuanji glanced at each other and nodded in unison, Fifth Master Uncle Xuanfang was worried that Zhu Daolin was too eager and rude, but he was prone to accidents, but after hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help it, so he finally had to agree.

Zhu Daolin no longer hesitated, turned around and issued the first order to Senior Uncle Xuanfang: "Fifth Senior Uncle, please gather our three thousand craftsmen and folk husbands as soon as possible, select one thousand young and strong ones from them to eat immediately, and the rest help to find red cloth and white cloth and sticks, and then let the one thousand people who finish eating wrap white cloth and red cloth around their heads, each of them with a Qi Mei stick, divide into a team of fifty people and then select a person to be the leader." Tell them: After doing things, each person will be given two taels of silver, and each person who does not choose to help in the back will be one tael! ”

"Then you immediately ordered these 1,000 people to set off in a team of 50 people, forcibly separate the displaced people all over the mountains, drive them to ten places not less than fifty paces away from each other and sit down, and fight to death if they encounter resistance or shouting, otherwise it will not be a deterrent, as long as this thing is done well, it will be considered half of the success!"

Daoist Xuanfang immediately realized the benefits of doing this, and was so excited that he applauded: "Good way, good way!" Yulong, Yuting, a few of you who have Tang knives come with me! ”

Daoist Xuanfang rushed to the three-story pedestal with the most craftsmen and people with four disciples, and Zhu Daolin turned to his master Daoist Xuanqing: "Please call all the senior brothers and sisters back with the master and the second master, I have something for them to do. ”

After Zhu Daolin finished speaking, he pulled up his personal follower Yuhu junior brother, called the coachman Lao Shi who was standing not far away, led the two to the hut that had not been completed long after the foot of the mountain behind, took out the copper key, opened the closed thick door, and took out two corrugated boxes tied with hemp rope and handed them to Yuhu and Lao Shi, and took out a heavy wooden box more than one meter long and put it outside the door, and after locking the door, he carried the wooden box back to the small bridgehead in front.

"Yuhu and Lao Shi don't stand, untie the rope, open the cardboard box, take out all the shoes inside, and put them on a pair."

After Zhu Daolin finished speaking, he squatted down and opened the lid of the wooden box, who knew that the sealing nail was too dense at the beginning, and he was afraid that he would hurt his fingers if he forcibly opened it, and he looked around and didn't find any tools, so he simply raised his big foot and used his strength to exert his strength, and kicked the long wooden box with a sturdy seal with a "bang", and the thirty-six treasured swords of all kinds fell out nearly half, and the master Bo Xuanyue on the side was dumbfounded, and Yuhu and Lao Shi also stopped moving, and looked at the dozen or so swords and swords scattered on the ground, and their eyes were straight.

"Don't look at me, quickly take out your shoes and put them on later, and then go out separately and take all the old and weak women and children to the stream to take care of them alone, otherwise no one will want to sleep."

Zhu Daolin quickly picked out fifteen murderous Longquan swords and sharp Tang knives together, and tied the remaining scholar Taiji swords inlaid with gold and silver and carved dragons and phoenixes into a bundle, and the old Shi and Yuhu on the side had arranged fifty pairs of Zhongbang tactical shoes with different yards in two rows.

Zhu Daolin instructed Lao Shi and Yuhu to choose a pair of suitable ones to change into, picked up the sword on the ground and returned to the hut behind to store it, and took the opportunity to pull out his broadsword from the King Kong circle.

"Uncle Shi, you should also put it on, I guess this pair is suitable for you, it should have been taken out a long time ago, but I was busy and forgot about it." Zhu Daolin put the simple broadsword in his hand on the ground, helped the master to sit down, helped him put on his shoelaces and handed him to change them one by one.

"It's so comfortable, it's so light! How much silver bought? The master who had put on his new shoes stood up and stepped on it a few times, and asked with great satisfaction.

"I can't remember, I'll bring some back next time I have a chance."

After Zhu Daolin finished speaking, he picked up the broadsword on the ground, and found that his junior brother Yuhu was squatting in front of the fifteen swords and looked at it with care, but the coachman Lao Shi stared directly at his hand.

Zhu Daolin's eyes flashed, and he took two steps forward and generously handed the broadsword to Lao Shi: "I didn't expect you to like this Han Dynasty-style broadsword, if you are interested, try it." ”

Lao Shi took it with a slight hesitation, and felt the abnormal weight of this sword when he started it, and his heart was suddenly shocked, but his face was flattered, he looked at the quaint long sword hilt and the black shark skin scabbard with envy, and then checked the weight before slowly pulling out the sword, but after this pull, he could no longer hide the shock in his heart.

Under Zhu Daolin's thoughtful gaze, Lao Shi, whose chest was undulating, slowly inserted the sword into the scabbard, turned the sword body and held it up with both hands, and respectfully sent it to Zhu Daolin with a smile on his face: "It's an eye-opener, thank you." ”

Zhu Daolin took the broadsword, looked at Lao Shi's eyes and smiled kindly: "From the calluses on your hands and the momentum of drawing the sword just now, it can be seen that your Lao Shi is a master, at least a good man who has fought the battlefield, so I guess you also like good swords...... Next time, next time I'll bring you a similar back, not to perfunctory you, but my broadsword was obtained by chance, but it is impossible to find it, and it is estimated that there will be no second one. ”

Lao Shi immediately thanked him: "Thank you, owner!" The sword in the owner's hand is not something that a subordinate like us can have, and I can't swing it, hehe! ”

Yuhu also wanted to ask the senior brother to take a look at the broadsword, a group of senior brothers had already gathered the two senior uncles back, Yuhu hurriedly beckoned the senior brothers to change their shoes, and then picked up fifteen Tang sword swords worth thousands of gold on the ground and proudly distributed them, causing the senior brothers to scream in shock.

Zhu Daolin said a few words to his master, and saw Lao Shi standing aside enviously watching his senior brother try on shoes and receive swords, thought about it and walked to the jade tiger who distributed the swords, and took out two fine products imitating Tang Jian from the remaining seven swords, felt the weight slightly, and sent the slightly heavier one to Lao Shi:

"Let's use it, this sword is imitated by Tianshu Pavilion according to the style of the Tang sword, and like the swords in the hands of my senior brothers, it is made of rare patterned steel, and it can easily cut off twelve stacks of copper coins."

Lao Shi no longer had any hesitation, took a big step back with the hard-to-find sword in both hands, respectfully bowed to Zhu Daolin, and when he raised his head gratefully, he found that Zhu Daolin had already squatted beside Daoist Xuanqing and the others.

Night was about to fall, Zhu Daolin, who was wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown, and his senior brothers were in pairs, carrying swords and Tang knives, shuttling among the piles of homeless people who were forcibly separated by sticks.

More than 3,000 old and weak women and children have been led to the foundation of the bonfire in front of the construction site, and the Xuanqing Taoist is directing the hundreds of craftsmen left behind to divide the more than 3,000 old and weak women and children into groups of 200 people, and then take them to a grass hut near the creek to settle down, and the cooked gruel and a basket of pickles are sent to this place first.

In the open valley to the south, hundreds of bonfires were also lit at this time.

The 1,000 young men commanded by the Fifth Master Uncle Xuanfang Daoist became more and more proficient, and in the face of the obedient homeless people under the stick, their hearts were full of pride and superiority, and their whole body was full of strength, and the Xuanfang Daoist gave an order, and they immediately lined up majestically and dignified, and once again launched the second round of subdivision of the more than 21,000 homeless people who had been divided into ten parts.

After Zhu Daolin walked around, he gathered the fifteen senior brothers again and began to give a new order: "Listen to it!" When the fifth uncle completes the second division, each of you must go down separately to perform the following tasks: first, order the homeless people in each circle to choose someone they trust to come out to receive food, firewood, iron pots, etc., according to the ratio of one out of ten, and the selected person will be responsible for cooking porridge, distributing porridge, and maintaining order in the circle, and each of you must supervise on the spot; secondly, to carefully inspect the people in charge of him, to see if there are any sick people, and if he is found, he must immediately send them to the freshly burned flat land downstream of the creek; Third, after an hour, Uncle Fifth will inform each of you how to take a turn, just survive tonight, and it will be a great achievement! ”

"Remember, if you find any of the outcasts running around, or bullying the weak, I ask that you break one of his legs without mercy, and then put him in the middle of the crowd and let him wail and fall to death! Do you remember any of the above? ”

"Remembered."

The fifteen brothers replied sparsely.

Zhu Daolin lowered his face and asked loudly: "Tell me, do you remember it?" ”

The fifteen brothers and sisters were all stunned, straightened up and replied loudly: "Remember! ”

"Say it again!" Zhu Daolin almost roared.

"Remember—"

The neat and powerful voices of fifteen people reverberated in the valley for a long time, frightening everyone to look over, and Zhu Daolin, who was standing proudly in front of a group of senior brothers, waved his big hand and said nothing.

Fifteen senior brothers respectfully saluted Zhu Daolin and left quickly, Zhu Daolin quietly wiped the saliva from his mouth, and finally glanced at the quiet and orderly piles of homeless people under the continuous bonfire in front of him, and strode towards the brightest small bridgehead with a long sigh.