The wind blew all night, and as far as the eye could see, it was all yellow and clear. Walking on the streets of Tongzhou County, you can hear the crunch of the soles of your shoes rubbing against the sand all the time.

In front of the yamen, a corpse in poor clothes is displayed.

A thin middle-aged man knelt in front of those corpses in the official mansion of his master.

From his confused eyes, it is not difficult to see that he no longer knows what to do!

Tongzhou County, from top to bottom, down to dozens of officials, up to which county master, all of them were killed last night!

The point is that the man even used hemp rope to string these corpses together and threw them all at the door of the county office.

Fortunately for this master, he somehow slept in the courtyard of the county government last night.

If he also went to the Qinglou last night, then I'm afraid there must be him among the corpses today.

However, at this moment, he felt a strong chill rising from behind him.

Because after he woke up in the middle of the night, he found a note beside him.

The note read: [Open the warehouse and release the grain, if there is greedy ink, the corpse will be broken into ten thousand pieces! ] 】

Originally, he thought that there was something that didn't have long eyes to scare and scare him by taking advantage of the emptiness of the yamen, but it wasn't until he saw the county master whose body was separated that he understood......

If he didn't hurry up and do what the note said, he would soon follow in the footsteps of the county master and go to Huangquan Road as a companion.

"Folks! Open the warehouse and release the grain! ”

"Tongzhou County! Open the warehouse and put the grain! ”

With a slight trill, the thin master roared twice with a thick neck.

Soon, on the empty long street, a man and woman with yellow muscles and thin muscles continued to emerge.

When they saw so many corpses displayed at the entrance of the yamen.

One by one, they were scared and scattered.

This is a county lord who covers the sky with one hand!

Why did he die at the gate of the yamen!

Seeing that the villagers are about to disperse!

The master felt his eyebrows beating wildly, he hurriedly got up, and shouted with his hands dancing: "Folks! Don't be afraid! ”

"In Miao Laogou's greed for money and food for disaster relief, it has been ...... An unknown hero has been killed! ”

"Now in Tongzhou County, I am the only one who is still in official uniform, and the rest of the people have been beheaded by that person!"

"Don't go, everyone! I'll give you food to eat! ”

"We are in the same boat county, we must go in the same boat and tide over this catastrophe together!"

Hearing the master's words, many brave young people counted their heads!

"That's right! That's right! Except for the master, everyone is dead! ”

"Phew! Dog officer! Running dog! Good to die! ”

"Privately embezzling money and grain for disaster relief, and together with those rich households, raising the price of money and grain, it is even worse than animals! This is retribution! ”

"No, why didn't this hero kill that dog master? It's not a good thing either! ”

"Don't you want me to wait?"

"Don't say it, it's really possible!"

Villagers, every word you say, every word I say, all point the finger at the sharp-beaked monkey gill.

Seeing this, the master hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Everyone! I couldn't help myself before! ”

"In addition, I know where Miao Lao Dog hid the money and grain, you must be more useful than killing me if you keep me!"

Among the villagers, several young men glanced at each other, and then they surrounded the master......

……

In the desert, the wind swept the yellow sand and swirled.

Stopping, Li Qingshan shaded the sun with his hand, looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and couldn't help sighing: "This natural disaster is only poisonous to the people. ”

The little red horse was so sunburned that it just shook its head casually, even if it responded.

Suddenly, figures appeared in the distance.

There is no end in sight to the layers of figures.

Judging by their dress, they were also the same as the refugees Li Qingshan had met before.

It's just that it is rare for such a large number of refugees to gather together.

Not long after, this group of refugees came to Li Qingshan's approach.

After meeting Li Qingshan, a rickety old man walked out of the ranks of refugees.

This person was dark-skinned, wearing a faded robe, and he hugged his fists at Li Qingshan with this crutch: "This little friend, looking at your clothes, isn't it from this Mobei?" ”

"Outlander." Li Qingshan replied lightly.

The old man in front of him seems to be a candle in the wind, but his speech is clear and full of energy, and he is difficult to be old but can become the speaker of thousands of refugees, and he obviously has some unknown "confidence".

"Presumably, Xiaoyou already knows the situation in this desert north." The old man raised his crutches, pointed at the refugees behind him, and said with a wry smile: "The world is like purgatory, and we are all prisoners in prison!" ”

"Only by pursuing the steps of tomorrow's immortals can we find a breath to survive."

"I don't know Xiaoyou, can you want to join my tomorrow's meeting and be blessed by tomorrow's immortals?"

Will it be tomorrow?

Li Qingshan shook his head with a smile and said, "No, I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I only believe in my own self." ”

Hearing this, the old man paused, then made a gesture at Li Qingshan, and said with a smile: "Since there is no chance, the old man will not force it...... If you feel that you have no place to live, you can come to me tomorrow and ......"

After finishing speaking, the old man waved his crutches, pointed in a direction, and said loudly: "The world is like purgatory, and tomorrow the immortals will bless us...... May I live forever tomorrow......"

In the next second, thousands of refugees shouted in unison: "Fortunately, I am blessed by the Tomorrow's Immortals, may the Tomorrow's Immortals last forever!" ”

As he spoke, the old man continued to walk forward, and the refugees behind him walked in unison, following the old man as they drifted away.

Looking at their backs, Li Qingshan frowned, and then walked in the opposite direction of them......

......

"Hu Qincha, you can be regarded as coming, and I have been waiting for you for a long time!" A middle-aged man with a slea and a yellow face and dressed in the governor's mansion smiled humbly.

Looking in the direction he was doing, there stood a Confucian man in a yellow coat with a radiant look.

Behind this Qincha were hundreds of officers and soldiers, all of whom were driving chariots and horses loaded with sacks of grain.

Hu Qincha glanced at Zhizhou in front of him, and said lightly: "Wang Zhizhou, why are your official uniforms patched?" ”

"If it's a play, is it a bit too much?"

Wang Zhizhou touched the patch on his official uniform and said with a wry smile: "Hu Qincha, you really misunderstood this official!" ”

Just as the governor was about to explain, outside the county gate, a scholar leading a horse walked slowly.

As if he could not see the officers and soldiers gathered at the gate of the county, he walked into the city as he spoke.

When passing by Wang Zhizhou's side, the white-clothed scholar's horse took a bite of the scholar's clothes.

"What are you doing with the hem of my clothes?"

"Don't you want me to pretend to be a refugee and get some food for you?"