On the outskirts of the county seat, there was only broken moonlight in the dark night, and with a curfew in place, there was no one to be seen on the road.

Following the girl in white, Yin Hang, who went to the county office, frowned.

He didn't think he could solve these problems, there were only a few thousand survivors in the secret realm, and all of them had basic quality education, but the ...... in front of him

It's tens of thousands, and if you want to maintain order, you may have to rely on bloody force.

If you force the city gate open, it will only lead to more chaos, but even if you go to the prefectural office......

I can't do it myself.

After all, the difficulty level of thousands to tens of thousands is not a simple multiple.

Familiar with the structure of the county, the red-clothed catcher hurried through the low-rise houses, and soon arrived in front of a towering building paved with bluestone slabs and red columns.

There were no guards outside the door who stopped them at all, after all, seeing the clothes they were wearing, they were definitely not ordinary people, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.

After entering the ya, they were led into a remote courtyard, where there was an old man with gray hair who was not wearing an official uniform, but only an official hat.

Yin Hang didn't know the local official system, but he noticed the somewhat angry expression of the girl in white, and he could clearly feel that the old man was not the chief official here.

However, what was a little surprising was that the old man in front of him, who was only wearing an official hat, communicated with the red-clothed catcher for a while, and actually walked towards Yin Hang and them.

"You, from the Pure Land?"

The old man's voice was a little muddy, and his half-drooping eyes looked at Yin Hang extremely cautiously, as if he was a little scared.

Yin Hang was stunned for a moment, looking a little hesitant, "We ......"

"Before you," the old man took a few steps back and said, "There are a few people who claim to be from the Pure Land, and they have washed this place in blood, and I will wait for ......."

"A group of rats, kill them," the girl in white standing aside was still angry, and directly interjected: "Escape from the battle, this girl still thinks that the killing is not clean enough!" ”

"But your Pure Land...... Where exactly? ”

"Have there been any natural disasters recently, and they have all run into our Quyang territory?"

And when Yin Hang didn't know how to explain, Luo Jin, who had been standing behind Yin Hang, leaned forward slightly, and his sharp eyes swept over the girl in white, making the other party immediately shrink his neck.

However, Luo Jin's eyes still fell on Yin Hang's body, and his sad expression was full of exhaustion.

Yin Hang sighed and said in a deep voice: "Those homeless people outside the city, you should know about them, right?" ”

The old man who only wore an official hat pondered for a moment and sighed: "You are indeed from the Pure Land......

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and beckoned to one of the officials behind him, who turned and ran back, and in a moment he ran back with a book in his hand.

"Half a month ago, the border demon clan established a country, and all the people in our frontier cities were panicking," the old man said, nervously straightening his official hat, handing the book to Yin Hang, and said in a low voice: "At that time, the old man was just an official candidate, and when he was about to leave with his wife and children, he was arrested here, and he saw that other officials in this county were ......."

Then one of the women gave the book to the old man and asked me to follow the book and help the ...... outside the city The people of Lebanese. ”

"The old man was put on this official hat, and he didn't dare to take it off again, and he studied it every day, carrying the Tao to the sages, and only then did he realize the subtlety of its layout."

"It's a pity that the grain in the treasury has long been corrupted, and this book does not plan to do this, and it is difficult to complete the last step to open the city gate......"

And when the old man lamented, Yin Hang, who flipped a few pages of the book in his hand, closed it heavily.

"Who gave you this book?" Yin Hang raised his head and looked at the dark night, where even the stars were a little unclear.

"This ......," the old man hesitated for a moment.

"Who?"

"I don't know it, I only know its name."

"Who?"

The old man who was forced to ask was a little frightened, and finally said the name he vaguely heard in a pool of blood.

"The woman, it seems, is ...... An Tong? ”

(End of chapter)