Yan Lingkong heard that Jiang Hu had specially sent her, and couldn't help but glance at the girl a few times, and greeted her with a smile all the way.

Feeling the boy's respect for him, Lei Miao was flattered, he was a deacon of the demon division in a small town, but he didn't expect to be treated with such a high standard, and he inexplicably had a good impression of the boy in his heart.

Under the leadership of the Flame Spirit Sky.

Several people quickly entered Qinghe City and met Yan Changtian.

Yan Changtian knew that the girl was Tang Fei's only daughter, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

"Come on, send Miss Tang Yan into the wing, take care of her, if there is any mistake, you will be executed!" Yan Changtian commanded his subordinates and wanted to imprison the girl.

"Yes!" A few guards came out with the order to take down the little girl.

Lei Miao hurriedly walked out and stopped in front of the little girl, stopping several menacing guards.

"Prince, the young secretary ordered me to take care of Miss Tang Yan, please let me stay by Miss Tang Yan's side and protect her thoroughly."

After the girl finished speaking, she immediately got the support of Yan Lingkong. "Father, the child and Miss Lei Miao will protect Miss Tang Yan together to ensure her safety."

When the boy saw this girl, there was an inexplicable kindness in his eyes.

Especially after hearing what my sister Lingya said to herself, I felt that the girl was as dazzling as a star in the sky.

She was specially sent by Jiang Hu, just to create opportunities for herself.

Yan Changtian narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them when he heard this, and then laughed: "Hahaha, that's very good." ”

"Prince Xie's permission."

"Thank you, father."

Lei Miao and Lingkong hurriedly saluted.

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Dozens of miles outside Qinghe City, there are marching tents all over the place.

Tang Fei looked at this group of old subordinates, and only felt ashamed of everyone.

He is the lord of Changhe City, Xiuwen is a man of steel, he has been a nobleman with excellent character for generations, and he is extremely loved and respected by the people in Changhe.

never imagined that one day he would raise troops to rebel.

The king of Zhenbei was ordered to come to show compassion for the victims, but he did not expect the plague to suddenly run rampant, in order to prevent the king of Zhenbei from adopting a plan to slaughter the city. He did not hesitate to contend with it, and ended up in a cell.

Fortunately, Tang Fei was very loved by the soldiers and civilians in Changhe City, and everyone in the cell voluntarily followed Tang Fei to stop King Zhenbei's plan to slaughter the city.

And he did.

Under pressure, the king of Zhenbei did not start the slaughter of the city.

In the end, Tang Fei's troops defeated Changhe City.

Fortunately, Gao Ping, the son of the prime minister, and Tang Youwen, the son of the general of Zhenguo, appeared in time to stop the plan of Mu Ruqing, the king of Zhenbei, to slaughter the city again.

Looking at the many soldiers who followed him, Tang Fei had mixed feelings in his heart.

They raised troops to rebel, they followed themselves without hesitation, and if His Majesty Emperor Yan sent troops to encircle and suppress them in the future, these soldiers would probably have no way out.

He immediately thought of his family again, and wondered if his daughter Tang Yan was safe now.

"General, Prince Yan Changtian sent an envoy to negotiate peace!" There were soldiers who suddenly reported.

"Got it." Tang Fei did not have any hope for peace, throughout the ages, the fate of the rebels was only a dead end, and there was no other way to live.

It doesn't matter if you die, it's just that these tens of thousands of soldiers must help them find a way to survive.

"General! The army of the king of Zhenbei has been killed! "Suddenly, a scout came to report.

Tang Fei rubbed and stood up like a spring: "What ......?"

"Quick, take me to the messenger of council!"

......

Jiang Hu rode on Bai Mengmeng's body and galloped all the way towards Changhe City

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Along the way, it seemed that there was an endless stream of refugees, and swarms were like a swarm of aimless ants, heading towards the surrounding towns.

They know that towns are the way for them to live.

In the towns, there will be people who give soup porridge, and there will be officers and soldiers to maintain order, and if you are lucky, you will also send tents......

However, some of the displaced people are already exhausted.

In particular, some of the old, weak, sick and disabled are basically so hungry that they have no strength to walk.

Jiang Hu walked all the way, and also distributed food to many victims along the way.

Fortunately, he has a special Qiankun bag to store food.

Along the way, there was a stunning scene, a boy riding a cat, galloping among the refugees, swaying the food in his hand all the way.

But all the old, weak, sick and disabled people will be given food.

But all those who pray for gifts will respond.

In the end, Bai Mengmeng looked at Jiang Hu and threw out the grilled fish specially made for him one by one, and wanted to cry without tears in his heart, but these victims needed food more than it.

The two soon passed through a county seat, and the gate of the county was closed.

Outside the city gate, countless tents of displaced people were erected. Some cut down trees to make sheds, some slept on the ground, and the scene was dirty and messy, and even worse, they defecated in the open, especially those children.

Jiang Hu covered his mouth and nose, frowned and walked to the city gate, took out the token of Lingzhu, and soon passed through the city gate.

To his surprise, the city was also crowded with displaced people.

The whole county is filthy.

It is no wonder that every time there is a disaster, there is an epidemic of plague.

It's just that there are no ghouls in this county, and no people are infected with the plague, which makes Jiang Hu curious and walks around the county a few more times.

In the center of the county, here is a large market.

A monk set up an altar and set up a large pot to boil the decoction for the soldiers to distribute to the homeless people.

Jiang Hu couldn't help but stop curiously, Bai Mengmeng's changing body shape was very interesting, hanging on Jiang Hu's shoulder.

He sneaked into the crowd and asked about the identity of the bhikkhu, and only then did he learn that the bhikshu's name was Bushan, and that he was a wandering bhikshu of the Tugong, also known as a walking bhikshu and an ascetic bhikshu.

Wandering bhikshus travel all over the world, turning their fate into a living, observing the suffering of the world, and tasting the bliss of the world as a way of their own cultivation.

It's just that this Bushan monk intends to settle down here and build a temple.

I saw him chanting the Buddha's name, spitting lotus flowers, the Buddha's light was shining, and the scriptures were coiled around his body, which looked extremely solemn.

"A few donors, I see that your bones are amazed, your face is born with Buddha light, you have the wisdom of Buddhism, you enter my Buddha Gate, the four are empty, you have become a Buddha, you are immortal and immortal, you can enjoy the Elysium."

"Immeasurable Holy Buddha, disciples are willing to let go of everything in the past and worship the Buddha." Several young people prayed to each other.

Naturally, Bhikshu Bushan will not win over the victims to take refuge, but is encouraging a few young people in front of him to put aside their obsessions and take refuge in Buddhism and become his disciples.

The prefectural order here has promised that if it can help him tide over the difficulties, let him settle down in this county and build a Buddhist temple.

Bushan had a compassionate face, and the other party agreed to become his disciple, and he would touch the man's head, and the head would buzz, and the hair would fall without leaving a single stray hair.

The county magistrate watched anxiously from the sidelines.

After all, those are all young talents in the county, but I didn't expect to be brainwashed by Bushan's rhetoric like this.

If this development continues, his county magistrate will probably be lost.

Although the fire tide did not strictly prohibit the Tugong from building temples and developing believers, it was very unkind to these Tugong monks, and it was rumored that many restaurants in the imperial capital hung a sign that read: Monks and dogs are not allowed to enter, jokes.

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Now the county magistrate has seen it.

Jiang Hu had also heard the joke that the monk and the dog were not allowed to enter, and he heard it as a joke, but he never expected that the power of the tugong had really developed to a fire tide.

Looking at the empty bowl in his hand and looking at the soup in the pot, Jiang Hu smiled evilly.

"In Xiazhen, the demon division and the young master ordered Jiang Hu to meet Master Bushan." Jiang Hu walked out of the crowd and bowed to Bushan.

Bu Shan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "Immeasurable Holy Buddha, what is the noble thing to do with the young master, is it possible that he also wants to enter my Buddhism?" ”

He could see at a glance that the young man was not good.

The corners of Jiang Hu's mouth twitched: "I heard that the Tugong monks are all benevolent people, why don't the master announce the prescription for the treatment of the plague to the public and save the people from fire and water, wouldn't it be better?" ”

Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard this, they didn't think about it, but they all discussed it with Bhikshu Bushan in private.

But this young man came up and took prescriptions with others, which is not only difficult for a strong man, but also shameless.

This kind of precious thing, how can Bushan easily spread it.

Many of the victims were not happy on the spot.

If they annoy Master Bushan, then they are finished.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking nonsense?"

"How dare you talk to Master Bushan like this!"

The crowd scolded one after another, Jiang Hu ignored it at all, and looked at Bhikkhu Bushan calmly, and Bushan also looked at the young man lightly.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be fighting.

"Hahahaha......" Bushan immediately laughed: "Lord Shao Siming, don't you hear that the Dharma should not be passed on lightly, and the prescription should not be given lightly?" If I say that you should take out your exercises and teach them to all the original teachers present, will the donor agree? ”

"Of course not." Jiang Hu smiled: "But if someone puts a sword on my neck, I will think about it." ”

After that, the long sword was already on Bushan's neck, and his eyes revealed a fierce color.

That's right! He's going to take the prescription!

He wants to be a bad guy for countless Li people.

What's more, I'm not a good person in the first place!

Everyone was stunned, they never expected that a young man would do such a vicious thing at such a young age!

Murder in public!

The county magistrate was also stunned, and then smiled with satisfaction.

The good sometimes need to be grinded by the wicked......

The crowd around them was in an uproar, all looking at the young man in disbelief, some scolding, some kneeling down and begging to let Master Bushan go, and some howling and crying.

"My lord! Please spare me! ”

"How dare you!"

"I didn't expect you to be so vicious at such a young age!"

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!"

Scolding this, Jiang Hu couldn't help but answer: "Can you call a young man if you are not angry?" ”

Immediately, the sword slashed down at Bushan's neck, and blood slipped through the flesh.

Bu Shan originally thought that with his copper skin and iron bone cultivation, he could resist the young man's long sword, but he didn't expect that he couldn't block the young man's sharp long sword at all.

Fortunately, I didn't mess around.

In the end, under the coercion of Jiang Hu's sword, Bu Shan shuddered and handed over the prescription.

"Immeasurable Holy Buddha, donor, I didn't expect you to be so unmartial artistic, I hope you will do it yourself!"

"Bring it to you!" Jiang Hu took the prescription with one song.

In this world, strength is respected, and the master often grabs his own food without saying a word, and now Jiang Hu finally realizes the pleasure of the strong.

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