The final madness of the insect demon made it impossible for other warriors to approach at all, and to be honest, they didn't dare to approach, and the locust swarm also covered the sky and the sun like crazy, and even extinguished the torches in the hands of the warriors.

The endless locusts seem to have their own consciousness, and even reversed their phototactic nature, constantly concentrating on the insect demons.

This situation is too weird, the people in the government keep yelling at the people to retreat, many people are also frightened to flee, and some even fall.

Chu Hangren was terrified from a distance, and even subconsciously looked at Jian Lu beside him, to be precise, the Sword of Heaven behind Jian Lu's back.

"Brother—"

Mai Ake shouted anxiously, she, like the warriors around her, had been forced to retreat by the crazy locusts, and this kind of invisible situation, rashly approaching was a burden.

The fluttering of the wings and chirping of the insects are even more noisy, making even the shouts of people nearby indistinct.

The more than 100 warriors who had just formed a battle against the monsters seemed to have become isolated islands at this moment

In this case, only Mai Lingfei can fight with the insect demon in chaos.

This is not a simple fight between humans and demons, but also a fight between humans and disasters, the insect demon seems to have exploded its last potential, countless locusts crushed around it, turned into a stream of breath and flew into its mouth, and even the previously broken insect feet have regrown.

However, Mai Lingfei was even more warlike, he was already familiar with the routine of this monster, and he was used to the noise of insects, but in this case, his heart was clear.

The sword in his hand seemed to be an extension of his limbs, and under Mai Lingfei's dance, he blocked the lightning-fast insect limbs.

It seems that he can't get close to each other under the attack of the insect swarm and the insect demon, and it seems that the internal force in his body is constantly being consumed, and there is not much true qi left, but Mai Lingfei is not impatient at all, and even carefully feels the changes in his own martial arts.

Even though there are more and more scars on the body, and the blood stains make the locusts more manic, they are all skin wounds, or small injuries instead of major injuries.

It is already difficult to find opponents in the martial arts, and Mai Lingfei has not experienced this kind of battle between life and death for a long time.

And although the internal force is about to be exhausted, the true qi seems to be different, it is related to the body and even the spirit, the more Mai Lingfei's fighting spirit is, the true qi is endless, as if there is a qi vein, connecting the body and the soul.

At this moment, Mai Lingfei seemed to have returned to the beginning, back to the cave in the snowy mountain, and back to the night when his predecessors taught "Pure Heart Formula".

The general outline of "Pure Heart Jue" also emerged in my heart with the voice of Yi Shuyuan:

"The heart is not at will, the concept of the heart is not observed, the static body moves, the movement sets off the static, keep its own world, let the mountains and rivers swim!"

What is in front of you is no longer a simple insect demon and an overwhelming locust, but a violent storm, nothing more than thunder and lightning, competing with the wind and rain calamity!

"Zheng—"

The sound of the sword sounded, Mai Lingfei's meridians shook all over his body, and the internal force disappeared completely, turning to the true qi.

At this moment, all the attacks of the insect demon and the insect swarm had been turned into a trajectory that seemed to be stationary, and Mai Lingfei's sword momentum changed, shuttling through these trajectories, and all the locusts in his path were shattered.

The lightning-fast worm feet slowed down, and even their trajectory could be easily predicted.

Dodge, dodge, dodge, and then lightly turn over and jump, hanging upside down in the air from top to bottom, a sharp sword light was sent to the insect demon.

"Poof~~~"

This sword pierced the top door of the insect demon!

"Whew-"

The insect demon let out a terrible howl, and it was also at this moment that the plague of locusts began to dissipate rapidly.

The locust swarm broke down, regained its normal insect characteristics, and became more scattered, flying towards the fire one after another, revealing what had been hidden by the swarm.

Mai Lingfei stood on the back of the insect, his clothes were broken in many places, and his body was full of blood marks, but on the contrary, the huge monster was lying motionless on the ground, obviously having been killed.

A long sword was drawn from the top door of the monster, Mai Lingfei grabbed the sword and shook it lightly to disperse the insect blood on it, and raised the sword with a smile to signal in the direction of Mai Ake.

A group of warriors immediately cheered!

However, although this is a key part of the fight against monsters, from the perspective of many people, it is only a corner of the entire Aakura County against the locust plague.

At the edge of the vast field, a large number of firewood piles lit a fire that burned all night, and before dawn, the locust carcasses on the field were covered with a thick layer, and everywhere was scorched with the smell of burning.

As the locust plague was gradually brought under control, at least in the eyes of the people of Lingdong, the disaster in Lingdong was finally over.

After all, the wind and rain have been smooth, and the locust plague has also dissipated, although it is true that many places have been affected, but now Lingdong is united as one, and they all survived last year, and it is not a big problem to help each other survive this year.

However, in the eyes of Qi Zhongbin and some people, there is naturally one last scourge that has not been solved.

Dengzhou City, the original Dengzhou Yamen Office, now also revitalizes the Sima Mansion, and in the case that the imperial court has not appointed a new Dengzhou governor, Chu Hang also essentially exercises the power of the governor.

Today, Chu Hang on the bookcase has received many official documents, and in other prefectures in Lingdong, from the state town to the county town, officials everywhere have reported that the disaster has been decided, and even some places that have been eaten empty by locusts are also preparing or have replanted autumn crops.

The governors of several prefectures have sorted out the various work contents since the beginning of this year, hoping that Chu Hang will play the imperial court and report the results of Lingdong.

In other words, Lingdong has already carried it, and officials from all over the country are happy and want to ask for credit, after all, everyone knows that the emperor values this very much.

However, Chu Hang did not write the recital for a long time, and at this moment, sitting in front of the official case, he also read the official documents from all over the country, and then supplemented the recitals that had been prepared for a long time.

Jian Lu on one side glanced at the other guard, and the former couldn't help but ask.

"My lord, don't you want to play the court? The emperor must be looking forward to the good news from Lingdong! ”

Chu Hang shook his head.

"Wait, wait a little longer, I'm afraid of the disaster repeating!"

What is Chu Hang waiting for? He himself may not be able to say clearly, but there is a vague feeling that makes him know that the disaster is not really over.

At this time, an official hurriedly walked from outside to the outside of the office.

"Tell your lord, the Celestial Master is here, and he says, yes. I'm going to borrow something from an adult! ”

Listening to the official's hesitant voice, Chu Hang's heart moved, and he immediately stood up.

"Let's go!"

As soon as Chu Hang came out of the official office, the two personal guards also followed, and the official who reported was stunned for a moment and hurried to follow.

"Hey, my lord, you haven't heard me say what the heavenly master wants to borrow!"

Chu Hang, who had already grown a small handful of beards, just smiled and didn't speak, and hurriedly walked to the outer hall of the yamen, where an old man with crane hair and a childish face was waiting.

Not to mention the Zhaozhou plague, that is, during the previous locust eradication campaign, this Dayong Heavenly Master had already taken a photo, so the Dengzhou Yamen side can be sure that this is indeed the Great Yong Heavenly Master, which has been recognized by the imperial court.

Before Qi Zhongbin could speak, Chu Hang had already bowed his hand when he walked over there.

"Heavenly Master, Chu has been waiting for many days!"

Qi Zhongbin was slightly surprised, this Lingdong Revitalization Sima should not have read the book left by the master so far, this person is really a little special.

"It seems that Master Sima already knows that Qi is coming! The old man wants to borrow the sword of the Son of Heaven to use it, I don't know if Lord Sima dares to take this responsibility? ”

As soon as the sword of the Son of Heaven comes out, if the Son of Heaven comes in person, it can behead corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and it can punish flies and dogs, which is a more exaggerated token than a gold medal.

Not to mention what happens if the borrower loses it, and there is no need to look at what it is for, just lending it out is a big sin!

Chu Hang smiled, although he, the Lingdong Revitalization Sima, has great authority in Lingdong Province, but it is only a false position, and he also thinks that he has made some merits, and the court can be regarded as having a backer, plus the emperor Shengming, it may be a big crime committed knowingly, but the emperor can't kill him no matter what, it's just a big deal to dismiss the official.

So Chu Hang smiled very calmly, he had already understood the real way to be an official, how could he care about anything else.

"Why don't you dare, Jian Lu!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"Son of Heaven Sword, please!"

Jian Lu hesitated for a moment, knelt down on one knee in front of Chu Hang, who reached out to untie the yellow silk from his back and took out one of the swords, the scabbard was beautifully carved, but there was no gem setting, it looked a little simple in the emperor's sword, but it revealed a sense of heaviness.

Chu Hang handed the Son of Heaven Sword to Qi Zhongbin with both hands.

"Heavenly Master, please make good use of it!"

The moment Qi Zhongbin took the sword, he only felt that there was an illusion that his palm was sinking, this sword had a special weight, which was obviously not like an ordinary sword!

"Please rest assured, Qi will return the sword soon!"

Picking up the sword with both hands, turning around and leaving, Qi Zhongbin didn't have any extra nonsense, and his heart seemed to have gone to Mozhou.

——

At the beginning of autumn, except for a few places in the state, it was raining everywhere in the rest of the counties.

The sound of the rain has been going on for a day and a night.

And the rain in Mozhou is extremely strange, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes stopping and then starting to fall immediately.

It's just that the people don't pay too much attention to this, and even if they do, the strange weather has been the norm in Lingdong in the past two years, and the change in rain is the slightest celestial phenomenon.

"Boom" "Click. Boom."

Lightning kept shining in the sky, illuminating every inch of the earth below, as if there was a god in the sky blinking, looking at everything on earth.

There are some strange places on the earth, the ground is wet with rain, but it dries up immediately, and the rain clouds in the sky come and disappear immediately.

And this speed is very exaggerated, and it is constantly moving, and the approximate range varies from a village to a county.

Qi Zhongbin carried the sword of the Son of Heaven on his back, did not care about the issue of the imperial law, and rode the wind and rain to chase this dry air.

"Boom"

Lightning illuminates the heavens and the earth, and heavy rain guides the way.

The year of chasing the drought-causing demon is also a year for Qi Zhongbin to witness the disasters and responses in the entire Lingdong land.

Qi Zhongbin has been slaying demons and eliminating demons for decades, and he has never focused on demons and eyes, but he has not seen the big from the small, and has witnessed the scene of the struggle of all the people under this catastrophe.

This is the belief of Lingdong people, and it is also the breath that Qi Zhongbin is about to burst in his heart at this moment.

This kind of qi is not only Qi Zhongbin's alone, but also the people of Lingdong, as if a strong pressure unites the rain, squeezing and compressing the breath of drought until it has to converge and manifest.

"Boom—"

Lightning once again illuminated the earth, and above the clouds in the sky, there were white dragons and blue-black dragon probes, and divine light loomed.

"Roar—"

A hollow roar came from all directions, and in front of a river, the withered yellow aura converged into a withered human figure with a cape.

"Roar—"

This is the manifestation of the breath of drought, like a corpse but not a corpse, like a demon but not a demon.

Drymath!

It's a legendary monster that can cause a great drought, but no one has ever seen it.

At this moment, the rain in the sky increased in vain, as if the gods and dragons in the sky were going to pour down all the water vapor they carried!

Qi Zhongbin rushed in the wind and rain, holding the hilt of the sword behind his back with his backhand, and he already had the belief of fighting to the death in his heart.

"Zheng—"

"Boom—"

The moment the Son of Heaven's sword was unsheathed, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the thunder light illuminated everything white.

On the land of Lingdong, there seemed to be all kinds of voices, among which there were all the people crying, there were the people pleading, there were the trumpets of the people resisting the boat, the shouts of the people opening the canal, and the shouts of the people exterminating the locusts.

All kinds of qi converged, one eliminated the other, and it was so overwhelming that the drought fish that appeared could not move.

And at this moment, Qi Zhongbin, who was glaring angrily, had already rushed with his sword.

In a trance, it was not only him, the Great Yong Heavenly Master, who held the sword, but also Chu Hang and Jian Lu, as well as the people of Lingdong who were alive or dead, as well as the Great Yong Heavenly Son

"Demon, you've been in trouble long enough—"

"Poof—"

The sword of the Son of Heaven fell, slashed through the neck of the drought, and a head rose to the sky, and it also collapsed with the body.——

It's another year of summer, Chengtian Mansion, in the imperial palace study, the Dayong Emperor who ended the early dynasty has returned here.

At today's court meeting, Li Qian read out the latest recital of Lingdong's disaster relief in front of hundreds of civil and military officials.

Chu Hang, who was the Sima of Lingdong Revitalization at the time, said in the article that the drought in Lingdong has ended, the rain is abundant, the locust plague in various parts of Lingdong has also ended, and all the people who have deceived the people have been imprisoned, and the fields in various parts of Lingdong are either about to be harvested or have been replanted

Many families have already eaten the new grain they have grown, and although the harvest is not very good, it is enough to carry the grain for the next year.

This means that the disaster in Lingdong has been completely over, and the court meeting will end after the emperor decrees the reduction and exemption of taxes for the people of Lingdong for three years, which also makes him really relieved when he returns to the imperial study at this moment.

"Your Majesty, you have a rest"

Zhang Liangxi came over with tea, but stopped immediately halfway through the conversation, it was obviously morning, but at this moment, the emperor was already asleep on the imperial case.

There is also a table in the outer room of the imperial study, where sits the living lang, one of the officials under the Dayong historian system.

On the table of the living room are not only books describing the various affairs of the emperor, but also some historical books at the request of the emperor, and even texts that have not been perfected today.

Regarding the account of the disaster in Lingdong, Tai Shiling has already sent a document to ask the emperor to take a look, but the emperor is too tired and is still on the bookcase here for the time being.

Of course, there are more detailed accounts of the Lingdong disaster, either from the people or from other places.

But in the history books, in fact, the Lingdong disaster is only a short paragraph:

In the seventeenth year of Chengxing, the Lingdong Road flood, the emperor sent Qin to send Li Qian to lead the overall situation, the water stopped the epidemic, and then there was a great drought and locust plague, the emperor ordered Sima Chuhang to stay and govern, resist and eliminate, in the autumn of the eighteenth year, the disaster stopped

Dayong's government and opposition are up and down, and all the people on the land of Lingdong are united, and the thrilling and vigorous disaster control process is just that.

On the other hand, in the history books on the corner of the table, there is also a catastrophe more than a hundred years ago:

In the twenty-first year of Junsheng, there was a famine in Jiangbei for thousands of miles, and the people burned their bones and cannibalism

It's also a short paragraph, I don't know how much suffering and tears it contains!

(End of chapter)