The station with sound and silent door is mostly a pagoda palace in Nanping Kingdom, which is tall and big, and it is the highest building in the city.

In the past, this place was also considered to be the peak of incense, and mortals came here every day to offer incense and ask for the blessing of the sect.

But this time was different.

At the entrance of the main hall, a number of mortals gathered there, although most of them were malnourished and skinny, but when they gathered together, it made people daunting to watch.

"I know there's food here, let's go inside!"

"I ask to see the immortals, I ask to see the immortals! You people, take advantage of the absence of the immortals, hoard grain and fatten yourself, you will be retributed!! ”

Resisting them was a group of soldiers, who also gathered into a human wall, and the bright weapons blocked the gathered people.

"The food here is military and designated by the immortals, you dare to trespass?!"

The guard at the head of the guard had a fierce face.

"Fart! How could an immortal with a voice and a silent gate do such a thing, you don't know when we don't know? It's been two months, and the immortals haven't come out, obviously the immortals are not there, and you are pretending to be immortals! "There was a roar among the people.

There is a sound and no door, in the hearts of most people in Nanping Kingdom, it is a good sect.

They walk in the market, specializing in fighting injustice, chivalrous and righteous, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, whenever mortals are in trouble, this silent fairy will always fall from the sky, and then rescue them and water and fire.

But two months ago, the silent immortals were gone, so these guards used the name of fighting and immortals to collect grain, buying and selling, so that there was no food in the city.

In the past, those wealthy families only ate mixed noodles after selling their wealth, and they ordinary people couldn't even eat mixed noodles, and the rats and cockroaches that they couldn't look down on at home before were all treasures at this time, but even if they were insects and mice, they were eaten at the moment.

It is said that there is a mouthful of food for them in the north, but how can it be so easy to leave their homeland, even if there are no demons outside, there are many bandits, no matter how hard it is in this city, they can save their lives.

Whether it is a house or a child, the ruthless person should also sell it, and let his wife and daughter do the work of secretly prostituting and supporting the family, which is not easy to use in the face of the lack of food in the whole city, and even those who are extremely hungry simply exchange the starving children with each other and use them as meat.

But now, there is really nothing, the doors of every house are closed, even if they break in, they can't find a single grain, there is no way, they can only come here.

The decree of the immortals, they dare not disobey it, if it is before, everyone would rather believe it than believe it, after all, the sound and the silent door are sacred.

But now, people are going to starve to death, and this immortal will not come out, and they have reason to suspect that these guards are doing things in the name of it!

"I didn't pretend to be famous, it was really an immortal order, my Lao Zhao didn't dare to say anything good in the city, but he definitely obeyed the rules, everyone has known each other for so many years, is it necessary for me to lie to you!"

Seeing that this group of people was getting more and more restless, Captain Zhao was also panicked and held the knife in his hand tightly.

He is not a good person, more than ten years ago, the immortals named him as the captain of the guard, and he has been in this city until now, if it is not a big event, the immortals are not moving, and the chores in the city are basically his master.

It is not an exaggeration to be below the immortals, and above the ten thousand, the powerful power brings the action of doing whatever you want.

He has done everything to rob people's girls, to occupy shops, to kill people and sell goods, but he swore to God that he would never do anything that thundered and split on this day.

It's nothing to kill one or two people, and the immortals don't care about it on weekdays, but they starve to death hundreds of thousands of people in the city, don't say that the immortals will take care of it, even if the immortals don't care, he doesn't dare to do it if he is given the courage to do it.

This order is really given by an immortal.

The people of the city are now fighting for a grain of rice, and even if his men are hungry, some of them will not listen to him, and they will rob them everywhere in the streets.

If it was him, he would have released the grain a long time ago, and with more than ten years of experience, the common people can be bullied no matter what, but don't let the people not survive, it will really cause hell on earth!

But he can't be the master of this matter, he can't be the master at all!

"I don't listen to you! It's you hoarding food, you have bad intentions, everyone, rush over with me! ”

The hungry mortals couldn't listen to this man at all, and as one of them roared, countless people rushed in with red eyes.

If this is rushed, Captain Zhao can be beaten to death by these people, between killing himself and others, of course he chooses the latter.

"Damn, if you don't listen to people, kill Lao Tzu!"

Captain Zhao was ruthless in his heart, and he slashed forward with a knife, and with a snort, one person was stabbed in the head, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

The guards behind him rushed up with their swords and slashed into the people.

For a while, the noise, crying, and shouting of killing shook the sky.

And on an open-air pavilion at the top of the pagoda, there are several figures sitting around, surrounded by incense burners, and green smoke is rising.

Around this pavilion, there are strange stones and strange flowers, and a stream is built, and a carp goes downstream along the stream, and suddenly jumps up.

In that seat, one of them reclined there, still holding a cigarette gun in his hand, and one of the next to him flattered him to light the cigarette holder with a flint, and then lit it for himself, and several of them soothed a puff of green smoke, and as the green smoke curled, several of them showed a look of intoxication.

"It's noisy."

The reclining man glanced down and frowned slightly as he saw the ant-like man fighting there.

"Mortals are short-sighted, they are not mortals if they don't make noise, but there are some good ones, the Fushou dew made by mortals is very good, and it is eaten with the will of mortals, not only can it be cultivated, but it can also flutter like a true immortal." A person next to him laughed happily.

"Exactly."

The reclining man smiled slightly, took another sip, and lay there for a while with drunken eyes, and said: "Savor it carefully, anger and sorrow, sorrow and joy, and now the murderous intent, mortal spirit, with this Fushou dew, it is not bad." ”

Then, he staggered to his feet, "But it's almost over, let's go down and finish it, lest you really drive mortals to death." ”

"Hehe, senior brother, mortals are like grass, let's die when we die. Aren't there those guards who give us the pot? Another laughed.

"What is the top pot, we haven't done anything."

The man frowned and said lightly: "Mortals provide us with will, and we protect mortal lives, this is the right reason." If the Quan Cai Sect wants to borrow the assets of mortals to cultivate, then let him be, and we can also get some mortal spirits. ”

"But if it is in peacetime, I don't agree to this, this city is owned by me with a voice, but because the war is urgent, the gap ahead is too big, so I should respond to the trust of the power and wealth sect. When this matter is over, I will end the rotation period and go to the battlefield. ”

(End of chapter)