Great harvest

……

Hua Yuqiong looked at the mountain king who had her arm cut off and let out a sneer.

"Night pot? Well? The idea is really bold, but ...... You're a miscalculater. ”

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, you will spare ......"

A flash of sword light, and the man's head fell to the ground, rolling to the side.

"Gu Ji, Chixi, we should go back."

Hua Yuqiong looked indifferently at the blood-soaked land and jumped onto Gu Ji's back.

*

"Hey, tell me, what is this ghost worship master going to do, why is the sun about to go down and hasn't come back yet?"

A doctor looked worriedly, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the figure of the black-robed old man.

Physician Wu's face was even more sad, urging the doctors not to be lazy, but his eyes kept looking at any place where the ghost worship master might return.

"How's it going? The ghost master hasn't come back yet? ”

Seeing that the two were still looking worriedly, Zhai Zilan walked over and asked.

"Well, not yet."

Physician Wu sighed.

"Zilan, the refugees have all settled within the remaining city walls. The shelter is a little rudimentary, but it's better than nothing. ”

Cheng Yuqi ran over from not far away, grabbed Zhai Zilan with one arm, and said with a little sadness: "It's just ...... The demand for grain and rice reported by the county order of Gooseneck County is extremely high, but in this refugee area, there has never been a half-grain of rice allocated from above. Moreover, the grain and rice in the treasury have been spent too much, and if they want to allocate more, the soldiers in the military camp and the hundred officials of the court will starve to death on an empty stomach. ”

Zhai Zilan listened, her brows furrowed, and her hands hanging down her waist were clenched tightly.

"As soon as the events of the past few days were in trouble, those small border countries and some relatively powerful countries that were eyeing us were certainly waiting for an opportunity to make a move, and they were not allowed to use the grain and rice in the barracks. If it really doesn't work, let ......"

Speaking of this, Zhai Zilan gritted her teeth, "Let each of the hundred officials of the imperial court allocate a small half of the grain and rice to be transported to ......."

"Master of Ghost Worship, Master of Ghost Worship is back!"

As Zhai Zilan spoke, Doctor Wu's voice came from the side.

Several people watched the old man in black robe lead a few carriages and walk over step by step, and their faces were all happy.

Seeing them coming up, Hua Yuqiong said, "The medicinal herbs are back." In addition, this is the Qiankun bag handed to me by a person I met on the way back just now, saying that it was the grain and rice that Zhou County ordered him to send. ”

Hua Yuqiong said, gave the Masai in his hand to Doctor Wu, and took out two Qiankun bags and handed them to Zhai Zilan.

"In the other Qiankun bag, when I just went to discuss the return of medicinal herbs with those mountain bandits, they generously donated all their food to us."

Several people were stunned on the spot.

Zhou County's order can actually take the initiative to spit out the grain and rice that was eaten?

Those mountain bandits would actually donate grain and rice to them?

Or their entire rations?

That's impossible!

Either they're crazy, or they're dreaming!

Doctor Wu looked at the five carts full of medicinal herbs and casserole stoves, and was immediately stunned, pulled over a doctor next to him, and slapped him fiercely.

"Does it hurt?"

The doctor covered his face and said with a look of consternation, "It hurts." ”

Doctor Wu was speechless for a long time, and suddenly, he grabbed Hua Yuqiong's hand through his sleeve.

"Master Ghost, are you going...... Went to the bandits? ”

"Hmm." Hua Yuqiong answered.