The wind rises and the clouds surge, covering the sky of tomorrow.

The autumn wind, the fallen leaves, and the desolation of the world seems to be no longer peaceful.

The homeless people scrambled for shelter from the wind and rain, and they swallowed bitter wild vegetables. And when they had traveled all the way, they were desolate, and they left behind the bones of the land.

Escaping from the famine will never be associated with beauty, he means life and death, and it means freezing to death in a foreign land. And most importantly, the fleeing crowd was abandoned by everyone from the moment they fled. Even yourself. Including the dignity of being human. Even human nature!

The chaos in Chuzhou lasted for more than half a month, and more than 40,000 troops from the government came to quell the rebellion. And the states have their own affairs. Completely ignoring the apostolic general of the Han Dynasty. One by one, they wantonly carved up Chuzhou's wealth and land. In the end, even a four-way melee began. But no one noticed that local livelihoods were close to collapse.

On the fifteenth day, there was a plague in Chuzhou Prefecture. The sick person vomits and diarrhea, and the high temperature does not go away. In just half a day, even the guards above the city were seriously ill and fainted.

For a while, the people were panicked, and the Chuzhou garrison mutinied in less than half a day.

Chuzhou Mansion, which opened its gates, became the best outlet for the plague, and in one day, all those who had come into contact with Chuzhou Mansion began to show symptoms. One pass ten, ten pass hundred. People began to flee, and they did not dare to stay where they were and wait for death. The soldiers and horses of the Quartet did not provide protection, but only watched from the sidelines. As long as the money is soft, you can leave.

In this way, 50,000 people in Chuzhou fled their hometown.

Day 17. The vanguard team was ten miles away from Yunzhou.

The cultivator discovered the plague god movement. Of the 50,000 people, only about 30,000 remained. Along the way, there were corpses that fell to the ground.

Crying all the way, choking all the way, all the way to the gloom of the world.

Yu Xiangguo, Yunzhou Prefecture, received the news as soon as possible. He sent fast horsemen to the dynasty to deliver the news. On the one hand, he urgently contacted the Confucianists, pharmacists, and array families who appeared in Yunzhou Mansion, as well as the peasant families and the soldiers. Together, they created a large shielding array that covered the entire Yunzhou Mansion in a very short period of time. He would not allow any of the plague gods to appear or enter the Yunzhou Mansion.

At this moment, the estrangement of the hundred schools was not there, and they worked together to establish a large array in only half a day. The gates were closed, and there was no more flaw. And the people in the city breathed a sigh of relief when they learned of this. Luckily we're okay with ourselves.

When the victims came to Yunzhou Mansion, they collapsed, and it turned out that the world had abandoned them. They were not only shrouded in the fear of the plague, but also in despair of the dynasty. Some even openly cook dead bodies.

Purgatory on earth is nothing more than that!

The farmer and the pharmacist couldn't look at it, so they walked out of the big array, one set up a porridge shop, and the other treated the wounded. But it is in this dark world that the seeds of light are sown.

The Confucian gentleman on the city wall fell into the refugees with a ceremonial sword. He helped the children of the medicine family cook the medicine and helped the children of the peasant family to make porridge. As he worked, he recited the writings of the sages with a sense of grandeur. The public cleanses away the sins of the world.

Yu Xiangguo stood at the head of the city and was noncommittal, but in the end he said to Liu Changqing: "Take out the grain in the warehouse, take out Yicheng and send it to the farmer's porridge factory." Don't be in a hurry for this moment" Everyone who heard this sentence understood what Yu Xiangguo had lost at this moment, and they also knew that they had actually missed a lot. There is more than one future, but there may not be such opportunities. But no one objected. They ran to the granary. Just do your best!

For some reason, these former high-ranking cultivators appeared beside them, and at first they ignored everyone, even if someone gave rice porridge, they were not grateful. Because the initiator of all this, Yunzhou Mansion, also has a share. But gradually, more and more children of hundreds of families appeared. They appeared in obscurity. Never showed an expression of half-giving.

And when the children of the hundred families also suffered casualties. When the children of the medicine family died a painful death in front of the homeless people, when... Almost half of the cultivators were powerless to support each other and told them that there was hope. All people, at this moment, cry out loud!

Candles called Hope suddenly appeared in their hearts. Although it was only a little flame, he ignited everyone's conscience.

We are sick, but we are still people, we are a truly noble civilization, we are different from animals, how can we eat people?

When the sergeant at the head of the city noticed that there was something unusual under the city, Sun Qianwen took Jian Ning and Shan Ren to see everything. Zaining even saw more.

Countless plague gods, illusory figures, they appeared from the void, sucking the life force of the homeless people one by one. They are ugly and wicked, greedy and tyrannical.

All the outcasts are shrouded, fear nourishes the plague god, and life passes faster.

There are those who are overwhelmed by fear, who have lost the flame of humanity, and they are like locusts who help the plague god to absorb the life force of those outcasts. And every rotten person who loses the fire of humanity will affect the people around him to also lose the flame of humanity. The power of rotten people is even greater than that of the plague gods.

Just when Zheng Ning had lost hope, he saw the gentleman of Chang'an stepping out with his sword, and the Quartet plague seemed to see the delicacy, and it enveloped him in an instant. And he was still smiling kindly. He put away his folding fan and rolled up his sleeves and swayed. Wherever he appeared, he was surrounded by righteousness. All the plague gods were exterminated and excluded by it. And the teachings of the saints actually ignited the fire of humanity at a certain moment. Zaining saw the growing power of humanity.

And when the children of the medicine family fell, not only did they rob Ning, but even the hearts of the 30,000 displaced people, a clear stream gushed out from the hearts. The plague god can only dodge from afar. And when tens of thousands of displaced people cried together with gratitude. Sun Qianwen held on to Ji Ning's shoulder, and he felt the trembling of Sun Qianwen, a gentleman of the academy.

Some people are heavier than Mount Tai!

On the bodies of the children of the hundred families, their own breath faintly appeared. The land of the peasants is heavy, the medicine family is compassionate, and the Confucianism is heroic and righteous. Although the plague god has not retreated, the faith of the displaced people is no longer sad. They quieted down and listened to the arrangements of these hundred families.

As long as you still care about me, then what reason do I have to blame you for not doing a good enough? As long as you remember me, then I will only support you more.

He hugged Sun Qianwen's hand and prayed: "I'm going to help, I can destroy those plague gods"

Sun Qianwen shook his head and said, "I don't care if you can do it or not, but Mr. is still there, you little scholar, what are you anxious about?" ”

Shan Ren nodded, but still said, "I'm going too!" ”

Sun Qianwen said, "I hope you can understand what this lesson means today. I hope you will grow stronger in the future. until he became the pillar of this great river and mountain. See what I mean? Today's things are not just happening today, our country is sick, and we need all of us to work together. ”

Jian Ning cried very sadly, and Sun Qianwen's eyes were slightly red.