Changshan and Jinyang, the straight-line distance is not very far, and there is only Leping County and Xinxing County in the middle of the state. In a normal year, it would be three or four days at the latest.

But the current Jizhou is the world of the entire Taiping Road.

There are still a few months before the Yellow Turban Uprising, and along the way, everywhere you look, you can already see yellow scarves, yellow shirts, and yellow flags everywhere you go. Even the most poor homeless people, who can't eat a bite of food, will try their best to get a finger-wide strip of cloth and tie it around their waists or tie it to their heads.

Liu Yu knew this kind of vision in his heart, but the others were confused. After watching it for a long time, I couldn't help but lose patience with this overwhelming yellow, and even to the point of extreme disgust.

The worst thing is that this disgust, often accompanied by panic that will appear at any time, instantly infects the entire team, and finally people panic.

The point is this pervasive panic that you don't know when or where it will pop up.

Sometimes, it may just be a small group of Taoists, holding prayer flags and holding the so-called Taiping Qing Lingshu, and they will stop you very peacefully, whether you want to or not, and start to give you a lecture on the "Tao" they have understood.

Sometimes, it can be a sea of people on your way. The number of people is overwhelming, endless, and you will feel desperate at a glance, and the result is, of course, to run away quickly.

Sometimes, it is simply a few people, who are not afraid of death, suddenly come out of a fork in the road, a grove, or some broken house, look at you with a holy face, follow you, stalk you, and ask you to listen to him read a scripture and sing a hymn......

I don't know if anyone in the team was bewitched, but on this day, basically the whole person was a tendon, but it finally broke out. Suddenly, with a hideous face and green muscles, he jumped off the horse, kicked over a Taoist who was blocking the way and chanting, and then pulled his hair in pain, and screamed wildly in his mouth:

"Into his mother, who, who can sue sù Lao Tzu, now on the top of Lao Tzu's head, are there ghosts and gods watching, what the fuck do they look like!"

The Daoist stood up, blood sprayed wildly in his mouth, and he snorted in pain, and his eyes were still full of infinite pity:

"Fellow Daoist, you must believe that God is everywhere, standing around you all the time, watching you, your good and evil, everything you have done, will be clearly remembered for you. Come with me, and the great sage and good teacher will tell you the truth and lead you ......"

Dong Qi was flustered when he heard this, and quickly turned his head and glanced at Liu Yu.

For some reason, along the way, Childe actually faced a qiē vision, and he strangely maintained an incomprehensible silence. Even when he met a Taoist ** who came in naked to pull people, he was also a cold bystander.

Alas, I really don't know when Childe's state will change. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't take two days, and sooner or later, this team, which looks like it already has some shape, will have to become the same scattered sand as before!

"Childe," Xue Wu also mustered up the courage to roar again:

"Please Childe close his eyes, just these few bullshit evangelists who are like crazy people, Wu will do it himself, and throw them into the ravine to feed the wild dogs with one knife, and he will not teach anyone to see it, so as not to mess up the team that Childe has worked so hard to pull up!"

Liu Yu glanced at him coldly, and it was still the same puzzling sentence that had remained unchanged for the past few days:

"That's it, your soul is gone? The knife is blunt, and it is not easy to find a good whetstone. If you are still the same Xue Wu, just take a good look at my grain. Food in hand, what are you panicking about! ”

It can be said that no one knows what Jizhou will become like in Jizhou like this. They don't know, the common people don't know, the court doesn't know, or it can be said that they don't want to know at all, don't want to know, and are afraid to know.

But Liu Yu knew that the Yellow Turban Rebellion was actually a huge feast.

The family and the country are a big cake on top of this feast.

Whoever wakes up early, who starts quickly, who is more ruthless, will be able to cut the biggest piece of cake in the end.

Now that he's here, he wants to be the first to cut the cake, and the one who cuts the biggest cake.

Therefore, he desperately wanted to form such a rabble, and rushed in.

He came in, not for himself, but for him, he, he, every member of the new Han empire in the future, let them go through the wind and rain, get used to life and death, face the darkness, blood, and ugliness that cannot be seen in normal society, and finally become seeds, go back to take root and sprout.

Therefore, this road is another big wave of sand. Whoever goes and who stays, who lives and who dies, he must be a cold sideliner.

If he finally returns to the Shule River alive with him, even if there are only ten people left, these ten people will be the most essence seeds of the new Han empire in the future.

Just imagine, when a few months later, almost the entire Eastern Han Dynasty was stirred into a pot of porridge by the 36 Yellow Turban Army, the thirteen prefectures and counties began to panic around to piece together the conquest army, and an army that had already been well-equipped and ready for battle was born, and the last person to enter Luoyang would be Dong Zhuo?

"Childe, what should I do now about Zuo Zhangba, he seems to have become a madman like this."

Since he fought with Zuo Zhangba, Hu Che'er has become one with him these days, and the two have been very affectionate for a while. Therefore, now he dares to say a word for him.

"Tie him up first, wait until he reaches a water source or some river, and throw him in it to take a dip. If you pull it out, if you're still sober, you'll talk about it then. ”

For this left beard, Liu Yu is actually the only one who has no bottom in his heart.

It is said that Zhang Jiao's layout has reached this level, a character like him who plays an extremely important role in the Yellow Turban Army, at this juncture, he should have already entered the core position of Zhang Jiao's entire operation, how can he still be an ordinary ranger fooling around outside?

The only explanation is that some historical details may have changed.

But change is change, and his blood connection with the Yellow Turban Army can still be seen from the episode just now.

If it's safe to do so, it's safest to just throw him away now.

But after thinking about it, Liu Yu was still a little reluctant.

In any case, Zuo Zhangba is not a first-class general, but he is still one of the few fierce men, so it's a pity to abandon it like this. Anyway, from the moment of departure on the bank of the Shule River, since this road has been decided to be a baptism and a big gamble, then why not have one less left and one less left and right beard?