The old locusts were blown to death by a gust of wind by the Taoists, but new ones kept coming, and the old man in the field was so tired that he had to rest for a while, planning to wait until later, when it was dark, and then light a fire in the field according to the government's words, and use fire to cure the insects.

This hell worm is really grinding.

I'm afraid that the locust god has reborn?

The old man came out of the field with his waist propped up, looked up at the sky full of insects, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a movement in the distance.

Looking up, he felt that there seemed to be a cloud of ink between the dim heaven and earth, and this cloud of ink was still spreading around, turning into countless black shadows, scattered to all parts of the sky, and there were black shadows flowing overhead, and his ears were full of whirring wind and birds, and the sound was also small and converged into a river, this scene frightened him a lot.

Some of the birds also lowered their altitude and flew down.

The old man stabilized his body, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a swallow.

Black and white feathers, smart and beautiful.

Looking up at the sky again, the sky is full of dark shadows, chirping and chirping, could it be that they are all swallows?

……

People in many places think that the locust plague is a natural disaster, even if it is not a punishment given by God, it is also some kind of supernatural power, like a locust god or a demon, otherwise, why did the originally docile locust not only become irritable and excited, but also changed its own appearance?

In addition, the locusts are also through the emperor, which is awe-inspiring.

Therefore, even if he has suffered from the plague of locusts and suffers unspeakably, he does not dare to easily get rid of the insects.

Fortunately, the original Zhizhou had the courage to take the lead in eliminating insects, and also got rid of people's miraculous awe of the locust plague, and later officials continued this attitude even if they were not as good as him, and have been working hard to get rid of insects.

In the places where locusts are most concentrated, according to the records of many ancient books, such as "Tips for Catching Locusts", "Examination of Locust Catching", "Gathering Essentials for Locust Catching", etc., they used methods such as fish foil method, net fishing method, and bag copying method to catch locusts, and then burned and buried them on the spot.

This is a confrontation between man and God, against nature.

It is obviously impossible to say that the locust plague has been completely contained, but it is also wrong to say that it is useless. It's just that the locust plague is already terrible, and it has been difficult to deal with throughout the ages, and these people are just trying their best to curb or slow down the spread of the locust plague.

Whether it is a natural disaster or not, no one gives in.

At this time, the local governor was on the front line and did not dare to slack off.

In addition to the buzzing of insects, there are also the shouts of people around them, one after another, very noisy.

Suddenly, in the midst of these voices, there was another gust of wind.

"Canopy ......"

It's like an autumn or winter day shouting in the silence of the woods, and countless birds take to the air. It is like a city with pigeons, and the pigeons fly in flocks in the sky, but the sound is louder and more dull than that of the birds in the wild or in the city.

Look up -

I saw a dark cloud coming from the sky in the distance, and when I looked closely, I realized that it was a flock of birds, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

Like a torrent in heaven.

As the torrent rushes by, birds continue to fly out of it, lowering their heights, or flying deftly in the air, or falling to the ground, killing locusts.

Local officials were stunned.

The rest of the people were stunned.

It's all birds?

Where are so many birds?

After these locusts mutate, the birds don't want to eat them, so what do these birds do when they fly over?

With a swipe, a bird flew over and landed in front of them, and pecked at one locust with its head down, but instead of eating it, it took two steps to the side and pecked at the others.

Only then did everyone realize that it was a swallow.

"This ......"

"Don't move!"

"Don't touch them!"

The crowd shouted in amazement.

When you look up at the sky, you also keep your eyes open.

This is truly a god.

Only the local official frowned, feeling as if he had vaguely heard a similar story somewhere—

It seems that it is a drought in which year, there are countless hungry people, and there are swallows in Xuzhou, covering the sky and covering the clouds and the sun, bringing grain and rice to relieve the victims. I have heard before that a few years ago, there were swallows that went overseas to search for good varieties with very high yields per mu and came back to relieve the world, and were enshrined as swallow immortals.

I don't know if it has something to do with it.

All in all, it must be unusual.

……

After locusts live in colonies, they will not only change their appearance, but also produce toxins, and birds really don't like to eat them, but swallows are originally transformed, and they don't eat them at all, but only hunt them.

It is said that the swallows turned into Yanxian in Anqing can empty the grain and rice of the entire official warehouse at one time, so how long will it take to quell the locust plague here?

Song You didn't know.

But looking up at the sky, which gradually became clear as the swallows flew over, they already knew that the elimination of the locust plague was a foregone conclusion.

I don't know how long it took for the swallow to fly back from the sky and land on the horse's back, as if extremely tired.

"An Qing Yanzi, it's really amazing."

The Taoist also retracted his gaze and said with a smile to him.

It was five or six years ago that I met Lao Yanxian, and I knew that this Taoist was profound and skilled, but it was only now that I saw the demeanor of this thousand-year-old Yanxian.

"I have arranged the direction of their flight, they will clear the locusts here by themselves, and they will not stop and disappear until the spirit is exhausted, I am afraid that if there are several times more locusts, they will also be cleared."

"If you can get rid of this disaster, I don't know how many victims you will be relieved, and you will also have great merit."

"I don't dare to say any credit, it's just that I, Anqing Yanzi, have been able to continue because of the people of the world, so I will learn from Mr. and do what I can for the people of the world." Swallow said weakly.

"Good."

The Taoist smiled slightly, turned his head to look, and locked his gaze on a mountain in the distance.

At the foot of the mountain there is a boulder.

"This is your credit, and it is also the skill of Lao Yanxian. To save the world and help the people, there should be a name. Whether it's you or Yan Xian, it's all wanted. The Taoist paused, "Even if you don't want it, Lao Yanxian has just been canonized as a god now, and he needs the belief in incense in the world, thanks to Lao Yanxian's skills, he can get rid of the disaster, and his name should be left in his sense." ”

“……”

The swallow opened her mouth, but still didn't say anything.

"Let's go......"

After a few moments, the Taoist left the place.

It's just that the boulder, which was originally located at the foot of the distant mountain, has been moved to the side of the road at some point, and there is only a simple line of words written on it:

An Qing swallow is here to eliminate the disaster.

I didn't say which swallow it was, and I didn't say which swallow fairy.

The Taoist had already turned around, took the jujube red horse, and left here without hurry.

You can still see the people who have exterminated the insects along the way, or the people who are suffering because their crops have been eaten by insects, but most of them are looking up at the sky full of swallows fighting against the swarm.

After all, a lot of crops have been eaten, and after all, some people have to be displaced, but this can only be solved by the government's disaster relief.

The Taoist left the boulder as a monument, one is to let people remember who helped the disaster relief, and the other is to send the old Yan Xian who has just become a god some creation, to help him consolidate the spiritual body as soon as possible, and go to the next level, maybe there are things that need his help in the future, and the third is to let people know that there are gods here to help, since the gods have also noticed the disaster, the government will provide disaster relief, and the enthusiasm will be higher.

This is not only to eliminate the disaster, but also to see if we can see the old man again, since the locust plague has been calmed, we have to go to the old man again.

The old farmer in the field said that the demon slayer who wielded the sword was probably the swordsman he knew, or maybe not. If so, it should be that he realized that there were no demons here, or that he could not do anything about such a locust plague, so he left, either going to Jinhe County to get rid of the tiger demons, or going to other places to find other ways.

The Taoist planned to go to Jinhe County to have a look.

Behind him, the horse's bell rang non-stop.

Tired of the swallow, he stood on horseback, and it was rare that he did not keep too far away from the cat in the blanket, nor was he too vigilant.

The cat seems to be completely ignorant of the suffering of the local people, just like when she knew about the rat plague in Lanmo County, but what she cared about was that the rats all over the ground could not be caught and eaten, as for how much harm the rat plague did to the people, she did not understand, nor cared, at this time she only shrank in the blanket, poked her head out and spoke to the swallow:

"Do you like it here, Swallow?"

"I don't like it."

"Why?"

"Why should you like it?"

"You won't be able to eat all the bugs here in your lifetime."

"I can only eat a few at a time." The swallow also replied with a tired spirit.

"It's easy." The cat's expression was serious and serious: "You can use salt to make worms into wax worms, so that you can put them in your pocket and eat them for a long time." ”

"This ......"

"Haven't you done it?"

"No ......"

"Will you do it?"

"No, it won't."

"Then you're not smart."

“……”

Cats don't know the world, and they don't know the suffering of the world.

But then again, she is a cat, and it is enough to know the suffering between cats, so why should she know the suffering in the world? She is an open-minded cat who has gone through the hardships of the cat and feels that she is accustomed to it, why should she have so much sorrow because of the suffering of the people in the world? It's rare to be so open-minded and pure, so why bother yourself?

As he walked, the cat began to teach the swallow the secret of making wax worms.

The swallow was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to answer.

The Taoist continued to walk in front, listening to these words, and couldn't help but feel a little lighter when he saw the hardships along the way.

Actually, that's the way it is—

It's not that Taoist people are detached, they are not infected by the world, and they are still light and calm when they see the suffering of the world, but there is really such a cat by their side, which is a good medicine for the heart.

The prosperity of the world is to be seen, but it is not allowed to linger, and the suffering of the world is also objective, but there is no need to sink into it. A person with a firm heart is not confused by the outside world, and he is not trapped by it. Life is only a hundred years, no matter how long the Taoist of Fulongguan walks in the world, no matter how much he changes the world, in the end, he will finally return to the yin and yang mountain to be his own.

If you ask what your heart is at this time, the Taoist only hopes to meet an acquaintance swordsman in front of him.

(End of chapter)