I don't know how many days in the seventh month of the mountain, January 21st, Chinese New Year's Eve, the noisy night.

Recently, I've been living a life like retirement, bored.

It's been more than two months, and I think this will continue for a long time.

In the days when Lin Luoluo went to study with Zhu Xuan, I was extremely bored alone.

Every day when I wake up, I go to see Yunduoer to practice, well, it's really beautiful.

No, let me quibble.

I compete with Yun Duoer every night, she still hasn't won against me, after the competition, the two of us will drink in the yard, push the cup and change the lamp, drunk and dreaming of death, talking about the world.

Fortunately, Yun Duo'er never took advantage of my danger and asked for my head.

But she left drunk first.

Maybe I don't want to drink either, but ......

For me, maybe getting drunk is also a way to save the world.

Before you talk about it.

After Yun Duoer and I came back from the Chengbei River Embankment, everyone was distressed about the 'strong man' of the Chengbei River Embankment, and they discussed and thought about it many times, but in the end it was still fruitless.

In the end, after going around and around, we still decided to meet the city lord first, whether it was necessary to untie the bell or tie the bell.

After Yun Duo'er and I made an appointment a few times and didn't get in line, it took half a month for us to finally let us meet at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Busy man.

We knew that he would not want to see us, so he would always avoid us.

We stopped beating around the bush anymore, and directly opened our mouths to mention the matter of the strong man in the north of the city to him.

Zhou Shiqi, the city lord, really played Tai Chi well.

A promise, full of words, will be kind to the workers, let everyone eat and drink well every day, sleep well, have full strength to work hard, move bricks well, and wait until the embankment is built to let everyone go home, and will pay everyone to have a good year.

I know, he lied, but I didn't.

The micro-expressions of a liar cannot be hidden. I once studied books on micro-expressions and psychology in Qingsin Temple.

It's just that many times, lies are useless when exposed, and they often backfire.

Fortunately, the embankment in the north of the city was finally completed in early January of the new year. It looks pretty presentable, as if it was intact and has never broken the embankment.

The workers who were still alive, and the city lord of Zhou did not feel embarrassed anymore.

In fact, according to Feng Xiaoer's follow-up investigation, the workers did not receive a penny.

But, fortunately, everyone is let go, at least they are still alive, and they are alive... It's true. Eight Chinese Net

This thing...... It's always been a hurdle in my heart.

I know that stumbling people are often dilemmas.

In other words, Lin Luoluo followed Zhu Xuan to study medicine, and after a few months, he was already on the right track.

Lin Luoluo, this little girl, is really a pure child, and she is extremely interested in what she is interested in.

They often don't come back to rest, and live directly in Zhu Xuan's house. It is said that in addition to sleeping, he has forgotten himself and indulged in the pile of herbs, and often even forgot to eat, and he needs someone to call him to know.

I can only visit her every day after I wake up, but she dislikes it, saying that I am disturbing her study. Is this the daughter who has grown up? Are you starting to have an independent idea?

Yun Duo'er also stayed at Feng's house, practicing during the day every day, and looking for me at night to learn, drink, and brag.

Alas, life wasn't boring, and if she really didn't want my head anymore, it would be a little more comfortable.

In Jianye City and even the entire Jiangnan, the plague has been well controlled with the support of sufficient funds in the follow-up, and many people who had fled have returned home.

I believe that the imperial court will not abandon everyone, and it will definitely save the people of Li at a critical juncture.

Jianye City, which is gradually regaining prosperity, is the best example.

Even the night market, green buildings, and wine shops have reopened, and Jianye City has really come back to life.

I could finally see where the drunkard was yelling: "I, even if I am killed, I will not go to the Qinglou!" ”

Many people laughed, made noise, laughed and laughed and cried......

It's nice to be alive after a plague and feel like you're going to live the rest of your life!

In fact, the biggest problem after the winter is that the floods in the summer have caused no grain harvest in many places in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is a shortage of grain for the winter.

Under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of Feng Xiaoer and Zhu Xuan, the city lord of Zhou Shiqi finally agreed to reduce the price of grain back to three taels and one stone.

However, what puzzles us very much is that he has been shirking and refusing to open the big granary of the city lord's mansion to provide disaster relief and save the people, saying that he can only open the granary to release grain if he has to come down by holy decree.

But really wait until the decree comes...... The daylilies are cold.

In desperation, we can only temporarily sell the stored grain of the Feng family and the Zhu family, as well as the grain transported from Qingcheng, at cost price, and then each household will be disposed of according to the capitation limit.

But even with the 500,000 catties of grain we transported from Qingcheng, it is still far from enough.

The reserves of the Zhu family and the Feng family in Jiangnan were originally counted, and after statistics from various places, the total was barely less than 600,000 catties, and for the people of the entire Jiangnan, they could only barely survive this winter.

But what about after winter?

From the spring of next year to the autumn harvest, there will be more than half a year to say the least, if there is no rice to cook, this will allow the people to survive this time?

Zhu Xuan and Feng Xiaoer could only rack their brains, ask for help everywhere, empty their families, and use all the connections and energy they could use to try to buy more food from other places.

Beneath this seemingly peaceful atmosphere at the moment, there is a deep fear hidden in us.

As a spiritual pillar, I just drew a big pie: "Just let us, but don't ask about the future when doing good deeds, in the end, there will definitely be a way, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and you must believe in the court!" ”

Chicken soup has no effect on these old people who have been crawling in society all year round.

Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve.

On the occasion of removing the old and welcoming the new, the sound of firecrackers crackled non-stop.

Taking advantage of the Chinese New Year, Lin Luoluo rarely gave himself a few days of rest, and came back for a reunion dinner.

I looked at the night sky full of fireworks, it was gorgeous, I didn't spend the Spring Festival with everyone in the temple in the first year, I don't know how everyone is doing?

I'm here in Jiangnan, and everything is fine at the moment, but there are still too many messy things after all, and I fell into contemplation unconsciously.

Lin Luoluo ran up to me: "Master, why do you keep looking at the sky, are you having an epiphany?" ”

I rubbed Xiao Nizi's head, it seems that she has grown a lot taller recently, it seems that the food at Zhu Xuan's house is still okay: "I'm thinking... What to eat for supper tonight. ”

"Master, where's my New Year's money?" Lin Luoluo looked at me expectantly.

"Ready, under your pillow." I gently scratched Lin Luoluo's little nose, and my face was full of pampering.

"Thank you, Master. Happy New Year, Master! You're a year older! Hahaha~"

Lin Luoluo jumped up and ran back to find the New Year's money.

This year...

That's it.

After descending the mountain, many things happened, one by one in my mind, and the past was vivid.

The biggest gain is Lin Luoluo's little girl's film.

In the following days, as long as my thoughts do not slip, even if there are always more problems than solutions, let me move forward, overcome obstacles, and ride the wind and waves!

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.