Chapter 119: The mountain rain is coming

It is said that dogs that bite people don't bark.

Ouyang Guang now looks at that Zhang Yongming like a mad dog who is ready to choose someone to devour.

He wanted to gamble with him, he thought he was something.

It's like a piece of garbage that I couldn't look at before, but now I want to challenge him in front of everyone, and I want to humiliate him.

"Okay, don't think that you and I are equal when you are promoted to the Fourth Heaven, and when the time comes, don't cry and shout and beg your master to save your life."

Although Ouyang Guang was annoyed that the other party was not stimulated to act on the spot, at least he achieved his goal.

And this time it may be even better, after all, it was the other party who asked for a deathmatch.

I don't know what the expression on the other party's somewhat invincible Mo Jiaoxi face will have when this fat man is beaten to death by him at that time.

He is not a broad-minded person, and naturally he can't forget the humiliation he suffered when he first met Mo Yu before.

A mere double heaven spiritual cultivator dared to put that so-called teaching shelf in front of him.

"Then let's see the real chapter on the small comparison, Grand Prince Ouyang." After Zhang Yongming finished speaking, he left without looking back.

No matter how much war of words you fight, it's not as pleasant as a real fight.

And this time he resisted his urge to leave the anger he wanted to vent in the ring in the future.

Although he started late and did not participate in the academy competition, he still knew the rules.

Under normal circumstances, Xiaobi is not allowed to play a killer, as long as he takes the initiative to admit defeat, then the other party must not make another move, otherwise it will be considered a violation, after all, everyone is the same door.

But the academy also knows that people can never live in harmony with each other all the time, and there will always be many contradictions and class antagonisms.

Therefore, on the occasion of this kind of small competition, if the two have a grudge or grudge, they can sign a life and death certificate before the competition.

After signing the life and death certificate, there was no such thing as admitting defeat, and only one of the two could step down.

It's just that this kind of life and death certificate can't be signed casually, and it needs to be approved by the academy professors, and the two people who compete will sign it cautiously at the same time.

It is not easy for the academy to recruit some students every year, how can they be so self-inflicted.

When everyone saw Zhang Yongming leave first, they all lost the idea of eating.

After all, Ouyang Guang, who was disgusting, would feel uncomfortable when he saw that face when he ate, so he simply didn't eat it.

Hearing the footsteps chasing behind him, Zhang Yongming's heart warmed slightly, which he had never felt before.

"Senior brothers, you won't eat anything."

Xue Shinan smiled heartily and patted him on the shoulder, "There is such a big fly in the canteen, it is unappetizing, so it is okay not to eat it today." ”

Zhang Yongming didn't expect that Xue Shinan, who had always been more rigorous, would say such a thing, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then laughed with everyone.

A group of people left the place laughing and talking.

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When Mo Yu learned about this, it was already more than ten days later.

During this time, he was not in the academy, and during the day, he was in the base camp of the Night Division, analyzing the current intelligence of the Beings Sect in various places with Wei Wudi, and dealing with possible problems in a timely manner.

I have to say that this kind of brainwashing religion, in this era when the general people's intelligence is not high, is really like dry wood encountering a fire, burning at a point.

In less than a month, many remote county governments have developed a large number of believers.

And this is still under the condition of trying to control, if there is no limit, I am afraid that the number of believers will have to double more than twice.

Every wave of people who taste the sweetness will find a way to develop the people around them, and then the person will pass from person to person, just like the plague.

There have even been cases of big fights in many places in order to grab people.

If it hadn't been for the timely response at that time, once this unhealthy trend grew, the situation would have been out of control.

People who have never been hungry will never know what hunger is like, let alone what unreasonable things those who are hungry and crazy can do.

Mo Yu still vaguely remembers that in history class before, the teacher talked about several major famines in China before.

At that time, people did everything for a bite to eat.

There is only what people can't think of, and no one can't do it.

Reality is always crueler than fiction, and he didn't feel anything at the time.

However, after seeing the information collected from all over the country, I really had a clearer understanding of the consequences of this dry drought.

In many remote areas, when they used to preach, all they could see were some young adults, old people, children, and women, and some of them starved to death, and some of them committed suicide because they could not bear the torture of hunger.

All those who died, young and old, were eventually eaten by the rest.

Even those who were not dead, in front of those tall and tall young adults, these old, weak, sick and disabled people had no power to resist.

I remember a few days ago a group of people who went on a missionary mission in a place called Majiazhuang, and they were besieged by a group of hungry and crazy villagers, and they didn't care if you were a missionary or what you were doing.

They just want to eat, whether it's people or whatever.

The leader of the team couldn't help but resist and exterminate the group, and later found the remains of countless people in the ancestral hall of their Zhuangzi.

There are also strips of air-dried hanging meat, which, according to the rest, are white meat, also known as human flesh.

Mo Yu couldn't imagine that picture.

Later, the group of people were all killed, but this situation is definitely not only in Majiazhuang.

Tianqian was too big, so big that Mo Yu didn't dare to imagine.

When he was on Earth before, he felt that the motherland was large enough at that time.

If you take a plane, it won't take you more than a day to get from the easternmost to the westernmost point.

But what about the heavenly dryness, the speed of the Yuxu Cloud Boat they took last time was also extremely fast, almost the same as the flight speed of the plane in the previous life.

But from the imperial city to the border to the place of return, just flying for more than ten days.

With such a vast territory, how could a single imperial court manage it all.

Mo Yu previously promoted the Sect of All Beings, but in fact, he also had an idea, which was to use religion to assist the imperial court in supervising the world.

In many places where the imperial court cannot intervene, religion can, but the premise is that the rope of this carriage must be in the hands of the imperial court.

After all, this thing is too dangerous, not to mention anything else.

Just these people who are accustomed to the way of transmission, even if the curse of drought is lifted in the future, will they still choose to continue farming?

Impossible, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

This is also the purpose of Mo Yu's repeated emphasis on finding remote areas first and controlling the scale as much as possible.

Fortunately, Han Fengtian and the others are not stupid people, they naturally understand the truth of this, not to mention, they have also made two preparations.

There won't be any big problems in the short term.

After the number of people reaches a certain level, Mo Yu will take the armillary sphere and try to collect the power of faith.

Once the power of faith was successfully collected, it was time for Han Bongtian to officially begin his retreat.

After that, until Han Fengtian broke through the border and left the customs, the entire Tianqian would be handed over to the crown prince Han Chengxian to supervise the country.

Mo Yu looked at the gloomy and dull sky outside the window, but there was not a drop of rain, rubbed his forehead, and sighed.

"Let's hope everything goes well."