Chapter Ninety-Eight: Alone in the Wasteland
Above the wasteland, the moonlight shrouded.
A pale blue figure walked alone in the vast dark night, the silver boots under his feet blending with the white snow. He was dressed in a single robe, and the moonlight reflected a hazy halo on him. The man's long hair was as black as ink, and he was loosely tied with only a white jade hairpin.
He is a scholar and spends his days in the Beijing Academy teaching children to read. He is also the current ruler of the Netherworld, walking the world to rid the manipulators behind the sorcery puppets.
Aside from these identities, he is just an ordinary man who has lost his love after all.
Jiang Simo walked in the ice and snow as usual, and the occasional cold wind brought up his long hair, but he didn't realize it.
If you want to ask the warmth and coldness of this world, what does it have to do with him?
Walking slowly, I finally couldn't see the light of the barracks, and the surrounding area was empty. He stopped, the tips of his left fingers touched the void slightly, and his spiritual power swept away like water waves, transforming into a bright mirror light.
"Lord Simo!" The little girl's crisp voice came from the mirror, and a little girl in a goose yellow dress beckoned to him with a smile.
"You haven't been here for so long, and Sister Zuoqiu and I are still worried about whether you have crossed into any trouble. Yesterday, Mr. Ye said that the capital has not been peaceful recently, and no one is bothering you, right? ”
Huang Xiaozhi was as naughty and cute as ever, and Zuo Qiuyue, who was squeezed to the side, raised her hand and slapped the little girl aside.
"Ah, Sister Zuoqiu, if you don't talk about martial arts, you will attack me!"
"Get out, talk nonsense and let your sister take you back!"
Huang Xiaozhi suddenly hugged her head, aggrieved and didn't dare to say anything.
"Lord Simo." Zuo Qiu Yue bowed and saluted.
Jiang Simo nodded, "What is the situation in the city, have you found a clue?" ”
"Lord Kaiyu, we have found the source of the black fog, which is hidden in an abandoned temple in the northwest corner of the city. Strangely, it was not a person, but a Buddha statue with a broken arm. ”
"Buddha statue?" Jiang Simo raised his eyebrows, "No matter what the hell that thing does, do you have a way to curb the spread of the black fog now?" ”
Zuo Qiu Yue paused and said, "We have taken a closer look, the Buddha statue with a broken arm itself is the source of the black mist, and the only way to get rid of it is to break it for now. But after discussing with Xiao Zhi, I didn't dare to do it, firstly, for fear of startling the snake, and secondly, because I couldn't detect the black mist emitted by the Buddha statue, and if I acted recklessly, I was afraid that the situation would be worse. ”
Zuo Qiuyue is a cautious person, she always thinks about the causes and consequences of her work, and only makes sure that she is sure that she will do it, which is why Huang Quan gave her naughty sister to her with confidence.
Jiang Simo pondered for a moment, and then asked: "How about the grain and grass, counting the days, the support of the imperial court should be almost there." ”
"Yes. On the eighth day after the two of us arrived in Yuzhou City, the first batch of grain and grass arrived. Ye Shiyuan arranged all the materials as soon as possible and distributed them to the victims for emergency relief. Counting the ones sent this morning, it's already the ninth batch. ”
"From the day we arrived, the death toll was 11, all of them elderly and seriously ill women and children. The situation has now stabilized and no deaths have been reported for seven consecutive days. ”
Speaking of this, a flash of appreciation flashed in Zuo Qiu Yue's eyes. With the situation inside and outside Yuzhou City at that time, even the bark and grass roots were eaten by the victims, and Ye Shiyuan's kid directly led five friends from the rivers and lakes to lift the lair of the mountain bandits after scattering his hands to find a circle of food but not finding much food.
The bandit leader and several die-hard subordinates were slit their throats one by one, and half of the room was stained red with blood. Then he forced out the location of the cave where the grain was hidden, and rushed into the cave with a group of scrawny victims and moved all the food out.
"But then again, Ye Shiyuan's fierceness is also terrifying." Zuo Qiuyue said with a wry smile, "He didn't leave a way back for himself at all, he would give as much food as he grabbed to the victims, and even gave eighty percent of his share to the dying women and children." After receiving our news, he personally led people into the city, dragged the victims trapped in the city, and forced them out one by one. ”
Jiang Simo hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a very faint smile.
"People who can be entrusted with important tasks by Fang Qiuyan, how can there be waste? But in the final analysis, these are all matters of the imperial court, and the two of you will take turns guarding the Buddha statue after you go back, and destroy it immediately if there is any abnormality. In order to avoid harming the innocent, let Ye Shiyuan leave his people outside the city, at least ten miles away from Yuzhou City. If there is no change in the Buddha statue, you can wait for me for a few days, and then we will deal with it depending on the situation. ”
Seeing that the two were about to finish chatting about business, Huang Xiaozhi, who had been silent for a long time, jumped out again, and asked crisply, "Where is Master Simo now?" When will you arrive, Sister Zuoqiu and I will pick you up. ”
"Xiao Zhi!" Zuo Qiu Yue frowned. This girl is so skinny, her sister doesn't dare to talk to Master Simo like this.
Jiang Simo was not annoyed, and said lightly: "I am walking with the army, I have already reached the southeast, and I can see Yuzhou City in a hundred miles, so you don't have to be anxious." ”
After saying this, Zuo Qiu Yue reported some trivial matters and retreated.
Retracting the mirror, Jiang Simo looked up at the bright full moon in the sky, his ears were silent, only a slight cold wind blew across his face. He closed his eyes, and the back of a woman loomed in his mind.
"Ah Ying ......"
Outside Yuzhou City, Zhang Yuanshan.
Ye Shiyuan, who was wrapped in a torn robe, reclined lazily on the chair, his green stubble circling around his mouth. With his eyes open, he looked at the sky weakly, and his gaze was not focused.
"Mr. Ye, it's time to take medicine."
He was served by a young man of about twelve or thirteen years old, holding a bowl of black soup in his hand, and when he got closer, he could smell the strong sour smell of medicinal soup.
"Hey, put it on the table."
Ye Shiyuan's appearance really doesn't match the three words "noble son", the messy chicken nest head, the shabby gray robe stained with soil, and the sallow sick face, such an image is placed on the street side of the capital, that is a proper member of the beggar gang.
The young man put the decoction on the table and stood aside with his hands down, not daring to urge. Listening to Ye Shiyuan's suppressed cough from time to time, although he was worried, he didn't know how to speak.
Ye Shiyuan closed his eyes, and put his arms on the armrests of the chair to support his body. Suddenly, he covered his mouth with his hand, and his brow furrowed.
"Ahem."
The fishy sweet breath spread in his mouth, and he casually wiped it with his hand, and his palm was slightly clenched, blocking the blood.
"Sir, you ...... You drink the medicine and sleep a little longer. The young man couldn't help it and persuaded in a low voice.
Ye Shiyuan raised his eyes and looked at him, "Sleep?" Of course to sleep, but not now. ”
He picked up the medicine bowl and sniffed it, it was really hard to swallow, and finally put the bowl back.
"After a few days, Lao Tzu will sleep for three days and three nights, and then you won't let me drink this medicine again. Otherwise, sir, I would have died of nausea if I didn't starve to death and die of exhaustion. ”
In fact, he had already recuperated from his injuries before he came, otherwise Su Zihe would not have let him go alone to direct the disaster relief. During this time, there were more and more people from the rivers and lakes who rushed to Yuzhou City, and the grain and grass appointed by the imperial court were sent in waves. But Fang Qiuyan couldn't do it, he never dared to be careless.
"Good medicine is bitter, you are a patient who still dislikes medicine and is not good to drink? It would be nice to be able to hold your injuries back! ”
Who else is polite when you open your mouth, and the person who comes is Huang Xiaozhi.
Ye Shiyuan rolled his eyes lazily, leaned back on the back of the chair, and casually picked up the folding fan to play, "Why are you here again, shouldn't your sister scold you again?" ”
The little girl walked up to him and sat down on the bench.
"She scolds me every day, and you don't know it."
Ye Shiyuan hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled, and listened to her continue, "The latest news, the person you are waiting for has arrived in the southeast, and it is still a hundred miles away from us, and it will take a few days to arrive." Your wish to sleep for three days and three nights will soon come true. ”
The movement of flipping the folding fan stalled, Ye Shiyuan turned his head to look at her, and asked with wide eyes and a suspicious expression: "Really?" Didn't lie to me? ”
Huang Xiaozhi stood up and pushed the medicine bowl to his hand.
"When did I lie to you? Why don't you drink the medicine and lie down! ”
Mr. Ye, who was originally stupid, suddenly sat up straight, picked up a large bowl and poured down the stinky medicinal soup, wiped his mouth with his backhand, and stretched out his hand with vigor.
"Girl, it's a little bitter, let's have a piece of sugar."