In order to defend against foreign aggression, the villagers will become extraordinarily united. "What's more, there are often disputes between villages over the grabbing of water and property. "It was a village-based brawl. Forty years ago, there were three villages in the Red Mill Valley, but now there is only one left, and this is the result of mutual dumping. ”

Therefore, as the victor, the Hongmo Village survived, the people were fierce, rich and armed to the teeth, and they did not obey the king's discipline.

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, which is a true portrayal here.

Hearing this, Chitose pondered for a while: "What's the matter with the god of flowers?"

Under the power of spiritualism, Zhou Dahu's eyes were straight, but the legend of the god of flowers was familiar to his chest, and he could answer without thinking:

Many years ago, needle fetal flowers were also rare medicinal materials in the Red Mill Valley, and they were hard to find. Herb pickers can only get it by chance.

Later, the ancestors of Hongmo Village met the god of flowers by chance and made an agreement with him:

The god of flowers promotes the cultivation of needle fetal flowers for the benefit of the villagers, and in return, human beings should also worship the god of flowers devoutly.

Until now, this agreement has been perfectly implemented, so the Red Mill Valley has had an endless stream of needle tires over the years, and people have been able to have enough food and clothing.

After decades of repeated reinforcement, Hongmo Village has also developed a complete set of rituals for the worship of the god of flowers, such as the usual sacrificial specifications, which are completely different from the sacrifices worshiped on the flower god festival in June and the birthday of the god of flowers in January every year.

Even people walking by the pool should speak softly and never yell so as not to disturb the god of flowers.

After hearing this, Yan Saburo suddenly realized: "No wonder." ”

No wonder Hongmo Village did not hesitate to confront the official family for an illusory transcendence, it turned out that this was a battle of faith.

The onlookers could not imagine how powerful the people in the bureau could erupt for the sake of faith.

What's more, Zhou Dahu said without hesitation: "If the God of Flowers is guilty, Hongmo Village can't afford it at all." "The people of Hongmo Village believe that the god of flowers can give the needle fetal flower, and naturally it can also be taken back. The needle fetal flower is the foundation of thousands of people, and for it, they do not hesitate to fight against the government.

"God of flowers. Chitose muttered the title a few times before asking him, "What is the origin of the god of flowers, has anyone seen it with their own eyes?"

"Only the ancestors have seen it. ”

"The juniors don't have a one-sided relationship?"

"Nope. ”

But the people of Hongmo Village still believe in it. The extraordinary existence of the needle fetal flower in the Red Mill Valley is itself a proof of miracles and the existence of the god of flowers.

What's more, the immersion in the flower god pool is not rotten, which is another proof.

Chitose's eyes rolled, and he was about to ask a question, but at this time, there was a series of chaotic footsteps outside from far and near. Not long after, Zhou Dahu's door was smashed, and the cries were even more deafening.

Even if the rules in the village were not as great as in the city, the servants would not usually dare to disturb their master in this way, unless the matter was too high, such as this one:

"Master, it's not good! The needle fetal flower forest in the east is on fire!"

These words woke up Zhou Dahu at once, and he was excited, opened his eyes and sat up suddenly!

"It's not good, our barn and the flower forest!" he rushed out before he had time to tidy up his clothes, "Hurry, hurry up and put out the fire!"

As anxious as him, there are also Tsubame Saburo and Chitose.

The two quietly slipped out of Zhou's house and found that the sky in the east was indeed red by the firelight, and the entire Hongmo Village was in chaos, and countless people rushed there with buckets and basins.

Chitose's face was not good-looking, and without thinking, he grabbed Yan Saburo and jumped on the treetops, and ran east like a meteor catching the moon.

There was a crowd of people below, and she was walking on the top of the tree, and when these people were turning over on their backs, no one had the heart to look up, so naturally they couldn't find her whereabouts.

Yan Saburo can distinguish the priorities, but he doesn't have much opinion at this time.

The farther east you go, the brighter the fire becomes. It only took a few dozen breaths of effort for her to rush to the burning flower forest.

The fire was raging, burning at least ten acres, and it had a tendency to spread outward. When the people of Hongmo Village saw the flowers and trees on fire, they seemed to see their own lives on fire, and rushed to put out the fire without saying a word, but they were desperately stopped by the officers and soldiers who came prepared.

The scene below was extremely chaotic, with a forest of flowers on fire and a crowd of people fighting......

"What the hell!" Chitose stood on the branch and scolded hatefully, "Which one is the treasury of the Zhou family!"

The eastern part of the village is humid and has long been reclaimed as a large needle-tire flower forest. Each family has a different share here, less than a dozen trees, more than hundreds, so they all built a warehouse on the edge of the self-planted forest, the volume is not large, but it is dotted, from the perspective of Chitose, at least at a glance see more than 20!

The owner of the forest himself would not admit his mistake, so there was no house number on the barn. Right now, the fire is full of sky, and it has engulfed many warehouses, and even Chitose is not sure to search through it before the fire is burned out.

Yan Saburo's answer was only one word: "Find." ”

Without further ado, Chitose stomped his feet, grabbed Yan Saburo and floated down in the air, randomly landed in front of a warehouse door, and kicked open the wooden door with one leg!

With a snort, the sparks came with smoke and dust.

Chitose turned into red smoke, spun around quickly, and came out with a straight face: "Empty, next one." ”

Without her assignment, Yan Saburo and her searched separately.

Time is too precious.

After looking at seven or eight houses in a row, the warehouses were piled up with sundries, and there were no needle flowers.

At this time, the tongue of fire spread eastward, and I don't know how much woodland and warehouses were swallowed. Yan Saburo also knew that the fire was not accidental, and ninety percent of it was done by officials. Otherwise, although it is autumn now, the damp vapor left by the heavy rain some time ago is still there, and the Red Mill Valley has always been damp, how can it easily catch fire?

The fire is so fierce, I'm afraid it is not added to fuel the combustion?

Another warehouse caught fire, Yan Saburo took a look, and didn't want to get close. This warehouse is too small, at most three or five square meters, it is unlikely to be the Zhou family, and it is impossible to put down a hundred catties of needle fetal flowers - this thing is light in texture after drying, and a hundred catties is a whole few large bundles.

However, before he could take two steps, he suddenly heard the sound of tongues of fire in his ears, mixed with a sharp cough and a cry for help!

There's someone in the barn!

Yan Saburo turned on his tiptoes, swept over without hesitation, and kicked open the wooden door like Chitose.

Heat and smoke rushed in, and there was a fire everywhere.

Yan Saburo leaned over to cover his mouth and nose, and shouted in a low voice: "People, come here!"

As soon as the words fell, a small figure staggered over.

It's a child, four or five years old at most.

Yan Saburo grabbed it by the shoulder and dragged it out of the warehouse.

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the wooden door with their front feet, there was a "boom" behind them, and the burned wooden plank on their heads fell down.