Great Qian Dynasty.

June 18, the auspicious day of the royal road.

It is to welcome the Wanshou Festival, the capital is festive and peaceful, but out of the Yongding Gate is full of gloomy clouds.

Since March, the five northern provinces have not dropped a drop of water.

The drought in Heluo is especially important in the south of the country.

It can really be said that the land is thousands of miles away, and hunger is everywhere.

Luonan County, outside the City God Temple.

The hot wind blew through the bare branches on both sides of the avenue, rolling up layers of rough dust and blowing it on the ground to the crowd of people.

At this moment, they were kneeling outside the temple gate quietly and orderly, kowtowing in tacit understanding.

The bulging shoulder blades are like layers of mountain peaks, and when you look up, there are pairs of gray eyeballs in the sunken eye sockets.

Only once in a while, can you see that it is not a clay statue.

Not only did these people have little flesh on their faces, but even their bodies were covered with a thin layer of hungry blue-yellow skin.

I made a wish, and I pulled away the loess with my fingers like withered branches, and inserted three sticks of earth ash incense straight on the ground. Only then did he stand up, stumble over, and staggered away.

If the spirits were spirits, they would have fulfilled such devout prayers.

But where are the ghosts and gods in this world?

Fang Ping was wearing a short shirt and shaking a paper fan, looking at this group of skinny fools, he could only shake his head helplessly.

At this moment, he was standing in the shade of the tree next to the temple, and it was the only big tree with a head and a face.

If it hadn't been born next to the City God Temple, not to mention the leaves, even the bark would have to be cleaned.

After all, the bark is finely crushed with wheat bran, wheat stalks, grain grass and bone residues, which can fill the stomach without too many hidden dangers.

Fang Ping glanced at the edge of the ridge not far away, where several skinny men were basking in the sun with their round bellies.

Although the Guanyin soil can satisfy hunger, when the mud is swollen, it will inevitably lead to a terrible end.

As far as the eye can see, all of them are pictures that have only been told in books, and real starvation is everywhere......

I'd rather be a dog in a prosperous world than a troubled person!

Fang Ping sighed, his gaze falling on a flower in the corner.

He's much healthier than everyone else, but he has a little bit of a gaffle on his face. At this moment, he was grinding a bone with a stone, and he greedily shook the bone meal into his mouth.

Fang Ping frowned, this flower gave him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

This guy ...... It's not a good stubble.

It was already early, Fang Ping immediately got up and prepared to go home.

Although his feet were fast, Hanako followed.

The suburbs of the city were already sparsely populated, and coupled with the continuous drought, the people were dying of hunger, so they didn't have the strength to hang out like Fang Ping.

On the Huangsha Road, there are only Fang Ping and Hanako, one in front of one and one behind.

I'm being targeted!

Fang Ping turned around, and the flower child smiled at him. The cloak is disheveled, and it looks weird and scary.

As the sun set, the sky was a little dizzy.

Fang Ping hurriedly quickened his pace, but the flower child also followed very closely, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

If you know that you should go out in a square scarf and wide clothes, the other party knows that you are a showman, and you may get rid of some thoughts that you shouldn't have. If it's not for the heat......

The footsteps stopped, and Fang Ping suddenly felt something behind him, and the dirty hand was already on his shoulder.

A fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

"What do you have to do?"

Fang Ping didn't look back.

The book says that Jiangnan has a flower shooter, and as soon as people turn around, they will be recruited immediately.

Before the flower could speak, there was a thunderous shout not far away.

"Dog thing, where do you put your paws!"

Fang Ping hung a heart and put it down instantly.

Great, Ah Zheng is here!

Ah Zheng is his entourage, more than ten years older than him, and he looks like an ordinary handyman, but he is an authentic practitioner. The sturdy tendons and flesh under the soapy clothes are all real.

This is also arranged by Fang Ping's father, a wild scholar who came from nowhere when he was born, told him fortune and said that it was bumpy and difficult, and someone had to be by his side to prevent disasters. So since he was born, Ah Zheng has become Fang Ping's companion, calling him a scholar and writing a bodyguard.

"What a coward, why don't you put your claws down quickly, don't you want it?"

Ah Zheng arrived in front of Fang Ping in a few arrow steps, grabbed the hand of the flower child, and with a slight squeeze, the other party stumbled into the bare tree trunk next to him.

"Childe, are you alright?"

Fang Ping nodded slightly, "Ah Zheng, you came just in time." ”

Ah Zheng pressed his hand on the wooden stick on his waist, looked at Hanako with horizontal eyebrows and said, "What do you want to do sneakily following my son-in-law?" ”

Hanako also knew that it was not good to be beaten, so she waved two black dirty hands and said, "Don't misunderstand, Childe!" Don't get me wrong! ”

"Childe is also worthy of your name? This is your talented master! Ah Zheng raised the jujube wood stick in his hand.

"Yes, Master Xiucai's face, the little one is blind......" Hanako bent down and bowed.

Xiucai, although he was only the lowest-level scholar, was also a privileged class in ancient times!

Fang Ping coughed lightly and glanced at Ah Zheng.

This guy is good anywhere, it's the servility of bullying the weak and fearing the hard, how many times I have taught him since I was a child, but I still can't change it.

According to the TV series, such a high-profile subordinate basically won't survive the second episode.

Ah Zheng understood, and no longer emphasized Fang Ping's identity, but just tapped his palm lightly with a short stick, waiting for the other party to give a reasonable explanation, otherwise he would be sent to see the official and accuse him of intending to kidnap the ticket.

Asked Hanako to make several painstaking gestures with a bitter face, and seeing that the two of them still refused to forgive, they straightened their waists all of a sudden, raised their eyebrows and exhaled:

"If you want to tell the truth, you shouldn't listen to these things, you have to listen to them, that's self-defeating, no wonder no one."

When Ah Zheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately became angry, and he was about to beat this flower with a stick, but was stopped by Fang Ping.

"What do you mean by that?"

Hanako glanced at Fang Ping and snorted, "I'm here to survive my calamity." Now my calamity is over, but your calamity has just come. ”

"Don't play riddles with me, I've always disbelieved in these gods!" Fang Ping said angrily, "If there are really ghosts and gods, how can they sit idly by and ignore such a scene?" ”

"This is the catastrophe they deserve......"

"Bullshit!"

Hanako was stunned for a moment, and then let out a strange laugh, and then clapped her hands and said, "Interesting, interesting!" ”

He looked at Fang Ping, and his gaze suddenly became brighter than ever, as if he had discovered some treasure.

"It's you, it's you, it's really you!"

first muttered a few words, and then pointed at Fang Ping's nose like crazy and said, "You should soon have a big disaster, your family is ruined, and you will only ...... in an instant."

"It's hard for you to be big!"

"A broken family? Today, Lao Tzu has to beat you to death! ”

When Ah Zheng heard this, he was even more anxious than Fang Ping, and directly picked up a short stick to stab the belly of the flower, knocked him to the ground, and knocked him on the ground with a few big sticks, which made his head bleed, his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

But I didn't want that flower to laugh more and more.

"Well played! Well played! Do your best! ”

Ah Zheng was stunned, he had grown so big, he had never heard such a strange request.

He glanced at Fang Ping, suspecting that he had met a madman.

"Forget it, you don't have to be like him." Fang Ping waved his hand.

Ah Zheng stopped scolding, made up two more feet before leaving, and spat on it.

"In this world, everyone has it!"

As soon as the two of them turned to leave, they heard Hanako's laughter behind them, but this time it was like an echo from far away.

"You help me through the catastrophe, and I will also give you four words - if you meet a sheep, you will retreat!"

"You still dare to beep Lai!"

Ah Zheng has been serving Fang Ping for so long, and he has also learned some fashionable words, which are said to be used by cultural talents.

He turned around and tried to add a few more sticks to the guy, only to find that there was nothing behind him!

A big living person, just like that, disappeared!

"Childe, no, it's gone!" Ah Zheng swallowed in a trance.

The corners of Fang Ping's mouth twitched, and he turned around to look, it was twilight now, but the avenue was endless, where was there a place to hide?

That crazy flower just disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye? No, it's impossible, it's not scientific!

Could it be that it is really a mountain spirit and a ghost?

Thinking of this, Fang Ping decisively stopped. For sixteen years, he had been awake every day, and he had only heard strange things about the wilderness, but he had never seen them with his own eyes.

Although the Daqian Dynasty is as dim as the twilight sunset, it is also very realistic.

There is no martial arts, and there should be no supernatural spirits, this is a proper historical nature!