"Sister-in-law Gu, see you next time."

Nie Xiaoqian touched the little tiger under her feet and patted Gu's sister-in-law's neck.

The little tiger has grown up a lot, bouncing and jumping, one will pounce here, the other will pounce there, and the energy is unlimited. As for Sister-in-law Gu, the injury has naturally healed long ago, although she is lying on the ground with a lazy expression, as long as she keeps her eyes open, the demeanor of the king of beasts is fully revealed.

Bidding farewell to Sister-in-law Gu and her child, Nie Xiaoqian turned around and carefully cared for a green sphere that was constantly rotating on the palm of her left hand.

This is the result of her three days in the Tiger Roaring Valley and collecting countless plants and trees throughout the Tiger Roaring Valley. After several compressions, the wood gas contained in this dripping sphere can probably survive dozens of acres of crops.

It's a pity that the collected wood gas can't be stored effectively, and although this wood balloon has been compressed, it is still inevitable, and it continues to escape.

Of course, the speed of dispersion is not fast, otherwise it will be a bamboo basket to draw water.

Nie Xiaoqian held an umbrella in one hand and a wooden balloon in the other, and floated out of the valley without a touch.

As she passed the cliff of the waterfall, she remembered the coffin and the great sword at the bottom of the deep pool of the waterfall.

However, at the same time, she also remembered the huge and oppressive black shadow, so she didn't have the idea of going to the bottom of the pool to explore the bottom of the pool, but just speeding up and rushing back as soon as possible.

It was the early autumn when the flowers were withering, and when I walked to the mouth of the Tiger Roaring Valley, the dry cold wind was blowing in my face.

Looking up, the earth is vast, and it is difficult to see greenery for hundreds of miles. In contrast, Tiger Roaring Valley is still verdant, as if it were a small world of its own.

But ordinary people are very afraid of Tiger Roaring Valley, especially after the mountain ghosts, even the old hunters dare not set foot in this small world.

If Tiger Roaring Valley wasn't so mysterious and dangerous. It is difficult to see the light of day all year round, but it is like a paradise for refuge.

Nie Xiaoqian was thinking about the benefits of Tiger Roaring Valley, when a figure walked slowly in the distance.

A cup of tea, a ghost and a person meet.

It was a dusty young man with frosty sideburns.

The man had a majestic tiger body, but his back was bent by a coffin as black as lacquer.

The coffin, covered with ancient runes, seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. There were dozens of flickering and cold swords stuck horizontally and vertically on it.

Nie Xiaoqian glanced at it, there were a total of thirty-six, the number of Tiangang, and each one was not inferior to Chen Yuci's green frost sword.

So much so that she felt that this strange coffin was not used to bury corpses, but to suppress some horror and evil.

None of the ghosts stopped, and they staggered by.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't look back, but she knew that the direction of the man was Tiger Roaring Valley, because of the whole mountain. There is only such a rugged path to Tiger Roaring Valley.

The young man was quite stunned when he saw Nie Xiaoqian, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he watched Nie Xiaoqian disappear at the foot of the mountain before turning around and continuing to march towards the Tiger Roaring Valley.

More than ten miles away, in front of Gu Niang Temple.

Under the pie porridge shed, several cauldrons have been emptied, but there are still dozens of people lined up in front.

The Chen family who made the porridge looked at the dozens of homeless people with broken bowls. Waving the spoon in his hand, he shouted, "The porridge has been served." It's all gone, it's all gone, if you want to eat, it's early next time. ”

The dozens of homeless people who were waiting for the porridge were immediately excited when they heard what Jia Ding said.

A month ago, I was able to make porridge twice a day.

And pie porridge. Although it does not fall down with chopsticks and does not leak with towels, a bowl can withstand half a day's hunger.

In this month, it is only sent once a day without saying. The porridge is getting thinner and thinner, only the soup is seen, but the rice is not seen, and it is clear and shining.

After drinking a bowl, not only did it not help, but it became even more hungry.

But even so, something is better than nothing, at least not starving.

But right now, there is not even such a bowl of clear water rice soup.

The homeless people who had not received the porridge rushed forward at once, several pots were knocked over to the ground, and the Chen family who sent the porridge was surrounded in the middle.

The Chen family was taken aback by the actions of the homeless people, but then they became angry and shouted, "Whatever you want to do, get out of the way." ”

The seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister's house, although the Chen Mansion is not the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the rich party, as the Chen Mansion's family members, feel superior in front of these homeless people who have no food and clothing, and have no fixed place. If you bump into it on weekdays, your nostrils are absolutely upright and you don't care about it.

The reason why he came to this barren mountain is just because he can't stand the coercion and temptation of his own young lady.

Even if you serve your master, you still have to serve these homeless people who are not farts, and they have long held back the fire in their stomachs.

If it weren't for their own young lady's strict order not to do it, they would have been tempted to kill one or two of them, killing chickens and monkeys.

It's not a pity to die, if you kill it and throw it into the back mountain, who will know and care?

Feudal official?

The magistrate is still immersed in the greenery of the courtyard and can't extricate himself, drunk every day, busy with sadness.

The homeless people who were so anxious that they were about to cry were stunned by the angry roar of the Chen family.

But after all, it was a big matter to eat, and I couldn't care about the anger of the Chen family, and someone shouted: "We want porridge, we want to eat." ”

Chen Fu Ding waved the spoon and struck it with great force, knocking the heads of several homeless people who were tightly surrounding them to break the blood, and scolded angrily: "Are you blind or what, don't you see that the dispatch has been completed?" Do you want to eat early, do you think you are a master or a young lady? ”

"Hit someone!"

"Kill someone!"

……

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, the homeless people who were already in chaos suddenly seemed to be frightened birds, you pushed me and squeezed, and they all wanted to avoid the beating family.

"Hey, squeeze what."

"Don't push me."

"His grandmother's, dare to push me?"

……

There were too many people, and it soon became a mess, and some people were pushed to the ground, struggling to get up, but then countless pairs of feet stepped on it, and then they were instantly submerged in the crowd, and they never got up again.

When Chen Yuci in the backyard heard the news and rushed to pull away the surging crowd with strong force, he was still a step slower, and more than a dozen people had fallen on the ground, and seven or eight of them were dying, half a step away from death.

Looking at the housekeeper who also had a blue nose and swollen face, Chen Yuci sighed in his heart.

In the past month or so, there have been hundreds of displaced people in the Gu Niang Temple, and not no one has died, but most of them have died of illness. Now, people are not dying of disease or starvation, but they are dying in the midst of conflict.

What made her even more sad was that she found that the surviving homeless people looked at her and the family in the house with a faint hatred.

She asked herself with a clear conscience, because she had done everything she could to help these homeless people. After the family didn't give rice, she pawned her jewelry and even several swords in her collection, which she used to buy rice and continue to make porridge.

So much so that now she is wearing a cloth skirt and a thorn hairpin on her head, where is there still half a rich lady's dress.

Thinking like this, Chen Yuci's thin body, who felt aggrieved in his heart, trembled slightly.

(Things finally came to an end this evening, and the update should be able to stabilize.) In addition, I forgot my QQ password, and I couldn't log in after trying a lot of lives, and I couldn't see QQ's message. If you have anything to say, just send a book review area or a private message. However, for convenience, a new QQ was registered, 3097353303. (To be continued......)