Outside Lin'an City, a procession of horse-drawn carriages of hundreds of people walked slowly.

Lu Zhixin, the eldest disciple of Lu Liang, sat in the carriage, looking at the lifeless and desolate scene at the moment, and couldn't help but sigh: "How bad the people's livelihood is......"

A Taoist from the Immortal Sect stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, how could such a fierce famine suddenly break out in this Lin'an City, why don't you see the people from the government come to relieve the disaster, but need to rely on us to distribute food here?" ”

Lu Zhixin sighed: "The government? Lin'an had just had a disaster the year before last, and it had already been rescued. Now they can't control it for a while, they heard that there is a rebellion on Hexi Road, their energy is focused on there, and now only we have the ability to save these victims. ”

"But this flood has affected dozens of large and small counties, and the number of victims is at least more than 50,000.

Lu Zhixin patted the back of the little Taoist's head with a smile and said, "We are the true immortal Taoist descendants, so we naturally have to rely on the immortal family's magic to help the world. ”

"I know that your kid asks this and that, but it's actually itching, if you want to watch the immortal arts, I'll let you see it for a long time!"

Lu Zhixin stood on the front of the carriage and took out a dusty cloth bag from his arms.

Then, he bit his fingertips, pointed on a yellow talisman, and saluted the cloth bag respectfully: "Please open the bag, baby." ”

The storage bag flashed gray, and a bag of grain was spat out and landed in the carriage.

The little Taoist was stunned for a moment, and applauded loudly: "Senior brother is really powerful, there is such a treasure of the immortal family!" ”

Lu Zhixin sighed, put the storage bag back on his waist and said, "This is the natal magic weapon of the master of the Daozi, and it is just temporarily borrowed for me to wait." ”

"In this disaster relief, in addition to the allocation of 5,000 people to escort grain from all over the country, in order to avoid the death and injury of the victims, the head of the sect specially gave me this storage bag that can hide everything, which contains 1,500 catties of grain, which can barely make these victims hang their lives for two more days."

"Fifteen hundred pounds? That's too little......" The little Taoist said when he heard this.

Lu Zhixin patted him on the back of the head and scolded with a smile: "Of course it's more than that, I heard that Lin'an was affected by the disaster, and the sect leader and my master have already set off from the sect one step ahead of schedule, and we rushed here several days in advance. ”

"Now my master respects them as they should be raising food, and then sending people to allocate the early relief food into the disaster area, we are at best a pioneer, responsible for informing the disaster victims in various places to endure for a while, and there will be follow-up food supplies."

"I see, ......I see," the little Taoist nodded thoughtfully, sat on the carriage happily and said, "Then we have made such a merit, wouldn't we be able to make a great contribution to the Immortal Venerable!" ”

"You kid!" Lu Zhixin nodded his forehead and said with a smile: "The hands are convened by the Sect Leader, the food is purchased with funds from the Sect Leader, and even this treasure that hangs the lives of the victims is also the magic weapon of the Sect Master, you and I are just responsible for doing things, where does such a great merit come from?" ”

"The head of the sect is naturally a saint in the world, but you and I are also saint disciples."

The two laughed for a while, and as the team gradually descended into the hinterland of the disaster area, the laughter gradually became quieter.

Lu Zhixin looked at the corpses in the village with red eyes, and muttered, "Come on...... One step late, is there still any room left in this village? ”

The group of Taoists in charge of searching for the survivors arched their hands and said, "I'll wait...... I have not seen anyone who can still breathe. ”

“…… Walk, go to the next village. Lu Zhixin sat back in the carriage in despair, and the team marched again.

There was no longer the slightest smile on Xiaodaoren's face, he gritted his teeth and looked at the corpses that appeared on the road from time to time, with a hint of puzzlement in his tone: "Senior brother, why are they ...... Don't starve to death and go to Lin'an City to ask for a way to live? ”

Lu Zhixin shook his head: "Senior brother, it's not that they don't want to go, but whenever there is a famine, the government will inevitably vigorously suppress it, and the crowd will not be allowed to gather on a large scale." ”

"Presumably, at this moment, the city of Lin'an is already full of troops, strangled and starved."

"For them, there is no difference between dying here and dying under Lin'an City, not to mention that this is their hometown, and it is better to die in their hometown than to bury their bones in another place."

The little Taoist nodded as if he didn't understand, and didn't say a word.

Outside Huangjia Village, the sound of the axle turning gradually woke up Huangzhou, and he got up from the ground in a panic and limped out of the door.

A procession of dozens of carriages came into view, and hundreds of Daoists in Taoist robes arched around, without the slightest murderous aura in their eyes, just looking at the surrounding victims with pity.

"We are believers in the Immortal Sect, and we are here to help the needy with the orders of the Immortal and the Palm Sect, if you can still walk, please line up here to receive relief food!"

Seven or eight Taoists held strange tools that were rolled into thin front sections and thick back ends, and kept shouting along the village.

Another person looked like he was in charge and waved at Huangzhou.

'He, call me again?' ’

Huang Zhou threw away his leg bones in disbelief, slowly approached the front of the convoy, and heard the Taoist say to him: "Are you a native of this village? ”

“…… Be. ”

"We know where the water well in the village is, and we need some clean water to cook porridge for the villagers."

"If you return to the immortal chief, please come with me."

Lu Zhixin saw that this skinny young man's eyes were clear, but he also had a little good impression inexplicably, so he waved his hand and said to the little Taoist: "Senior brother, you can send a few people to go with this little brother." ”

"Yes, senior brother."

Huang Zhou's eyes burst with enthusiasm, and when he noticed that the Taoists began to carry grain from the carriage, he was even more sure that these people were the real disaster relief team.

It's not a bandit bully in the mountains, nor is it a soldier from the imperial court who came to kill good and risky soldiers.

You can rest assured.

Hundreds of Taoists methodically began to build stoves, light fires, and boil water.

Lu Zhixin stopped the Taoist who was about to pour rice into the water and said, "Wait a minute, the master said that there will be a plague after the flood, and I will get rid of one or two." ”

The hundreds of remaining villagers in Huangjia Village watched him stunned, took out a yellow paper talisman from the pocket in his arms, lit it with fire, and chanted words in his mouth: "Flesh and blood pain, immortality and ascension, immortal blessing, disease!" ”

A pale cyan luster emanated from the burned talisman and swept over the bodies of everyone present.

Many villagers who have recently started to have a fever are surprised and delighted to find that their high fever is fading quickly, and their eyes can see things clearly!

"This is a fairy!"

The villagers were boiling, and they knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing hard at Lu Zhixin.

The corners of Huangzhou's forehead were broken, and his expression was extremely fanatical.

He remembered the origin of these Taoists.

The Immortal Sect is exactly the true immortal Dao system that Mr. once said!

(End of chapter)