Yongning City was the capital of the Great Liang Dynasty at that time. It is about 300 miles away from Huating Mansion. On the way, they saw a bleak picture.

At this juncture, countless tenant farmers slaughtered their cattle and fled from their fields, or became starving corpses on the roadside, or took risks to become robbers.

I saw that out of nowhere, countless refugees who fled the famine helped the old and the young to walk on the official road. The long line was so long that it was impossible to see the edge.

On this day, when the three of them were rushing to a checkpoint, they suddenly heard the loud sound of Luan bells behind them, and the scouts with pheasant tails on their backs rushed over one after another.

Liu Banxian muttered to himself: "Why are these people so anxious, could it be that there is a war ahead?"

As he was talking, he saw a small official who was guarding the sentry post suddenly raised his foot, kicked a white-haired old man to the ground, and scolded: "Old thing, if you don't have any money today, you won't think about my Qingping Pass!"

The old man lamented: "Master Jun, we are all refugees from Sichuan, how can we have any money on us......?" Even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you can't afford to pay for this road maintenance!

There is a way to save people's lives and build a seventh-level floating slaughter, and I hope that your old man will raise his noble hand and let us go!"

The officials glared at the triangular eyes: "I am doing things according to the law, what does it matter to me whether you live or die?" I warn you, if you continue to talk about it, you will be treated as a thief!"

The surrounding sergeants immediately raised their spears, and the old man trembled with fright, and turned around with a long sigh.

Liu Banxian couldn't bear it in his heart, and asked, "Old man, how many people have to pay for the road?"

The old man clenched his fists and said, "This Dao Master, there are fifty-one people in total. Alas...... Let's go back, we won't be able to live if we go back!"

Liu Banxian couldn't bear it, and took out a silver ticket and said to the officials: "I have paid for their road maintenance money, you can let it go!"

It is money that can make the ghost grind, the little official snorted, and opened the gate to let him go.

The refugees were naturally grateful, and Liu Banxian's heart suddenly moved, and he asked, "Fathers, I heard you call Sichuan just now?"

"Exactly. ”

"I think that Sichuan is the land of abundance, and the fertile fields are thousands of miles, why do you still want to flee? Could it be that there is a locust plague this year?"

The old man shook his head and said, "It's not a disaster, it's a war." ”

Liu Banxian said suspiciously: "You're talking about bandits, right? There are a group of horse thieves entrenched in Guangyuan who always like to pretend to be officials, did they do it?"

The old man sighed: "No, it's just a war." That's White Tiger's soldier. ”

Liu Banxian's head buzzed, and he lost his voice: "White Tiger Fan...... How...... How could it be so fast? Surrounded by mountains and mountains, birds can't fly, how can they pass by?"

"Master Dao," the old man said, "Those Fanbang people walked the Yinping Ancient Road, using the method of Deng Ai to destroy Shu Han during the Three Kingdoms. The little old man's house is next to the skyscraper cliff at the end of the ancient road, so he sees everything clearly.

That night, when I was chopping wood, I was chopping wood, and suddenly a beautiful nun asked me, "Old layman, where is the end of the world?"

I thought she had come to visit the monuments, so I showed it to her.

She listened and waved her hand slightly, and out of nowhere, a group of white-clothed monks appeared all over the mountains.

I freaked out and stammered to her what she was going to do.

She did not shy away from telling me that they were the monks of the White Tiger Fan, and they were going to attack Jinguan City.

I thought she was joking, so I said to her: There is no road ahead, how do you get to Jinguan City?

She said: Uncle, the road is in my heart and under my feet.

After that, the monks and soldiers behind rushed forward, and I saw that there were tens of thousands. The nun seemed to be their leader.

She also said to the monks, "Devotees, the hour of light is coming, and you will turn into a sacred ladder to pave the way for the Buddha." Jump down from here, if the Buddha has another mission for you, he will not let you destroy here.

But if you sleep here, your soul will ascend to the Western Elysium, where it will never be born and will be at ease.

After she finished speaking, she recited Amitabha, and everyone behind her also recited it, and the sound was really earth-shattering, like thunder on the ground.

I took a closer look, and the monks in front of me still had residual hair on their heads, and their clothes were dyed white, and they didn't look like monks......"

Li Yan's heart sank, and he said to Liu Banxian: "Master, maybe they are the people who are coerced by the mud bodhisattva......"

Liu Banxian nodded silently.

The old man sighed and said, "This little brother is right, those are really not monks.

They cried to death, and some even knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, saying that I am old and young. But where would the monks listen to them? At the order of the nun, the monks formed a phalanx with long sticks, and when they went forward, some of the people in front of them fell.

At first, it was just a few of them, and then it rained down. Oh...... The scream woke up the sleeping valley.

Little Lao'er didn't know what hell was like, but when he heard the voice, he felt that hell was nothing more than that......

Soon, everyone in front was pushed down.

The nun said, "Okay, now it's our turn."

I was taken aback, I thought she was just letting others jump, but I didn't expect to jump herself, isn't this nun crazy?

She stood on the edge of the cliff and prayed with a rosary. It's a bit blasphemous to say that...... But at one point, I really felt that she was a bit like a bodhisattva in the temple.

She suddenly looked at me and smiled, and said, "Old man, may you live a long and healthy life and witness the advent of the Buddha." So he jumped down into the abyss. The monks behind did not hesitate, and all jumped off the cliff with her.

They are more like ...... than the people in front of them It's more like an avalanche of decay.

The fear in my heart was so great that when I came back to my senses, there was no one left around. The cliff was empty again, as if no one had ever been there.

I hurried to the edge of the cliff and looked down. I saw that the whole valley was filled with white corpses.

Then the moon rose and shone on the dead, and suddenly a man stood up from the pile of the dead.

One or two, mighty and mighty. Hundreds.

It turned out that the nun used the body of the first group of people as a meat shield to cover the second group of people jumping off the cliff. Like cursed zombies, they slowly walked in the direction of Jinguan City. ”

Liu Banxian, Li Yan and Zhi'er were all shocked when they heard this.

At this time, another black man said: "This old man, his home is in the Sky Cliff, but my family is Mianzhu. ”

Liu Banxian asked: "By the way, the terrain of Mianzhu Pass is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. It's also equipped with a strong bow and a hard crossbow, so the soldiers are not less damaged, right?"

The man's eyes fell into tears, and he stomped his feet fiercely: "There is a damn strong bow and a hard crossbow!" Lord Zhao, the guard general of Mianzhu, has been soaked in the kiln of Jinguancheng for half a year.

The commander is still like this, not to mention those who are soldiers? How many things have they done to rob the people's daughters and oppress the people by relying on their own stinky skin?

Don't look at them as bullying the people, but dealing with the enemy is a race and a nest. I heard that the officers and men on duty that day were drunk as usual, and when the monks and soldiers reached the pass, they were still unconscious!"

The man lowered his voice and said, "Seeing those ** being killed, we are happy from the bottom of our hearts." Not to mention far away, if you look at what kind of goods the one on the sentry just now, you will know it in your heart.

In fact, if the monks and soldiers treat us well and have no offense with the people, we don't need to flee. Where is it not life?

But who knew that after they entered Jinguan City, the first thing they did was to ask us to shave our heads and become monks, and those who violated the order were all killed! I am not saying that the renunciation family is bad, but the matter of becoming a monk must be voluntary.

Otherwise, why would I give up my clothes and hair and go to learn the attire of Nayidi? Therefore, Lao Tzu would rather be a homeless person than do such things that insult his ancestors!"

Hearing this, the three of them had already understood that this was the mud bodhisattva's coercive technique, and her team was like a greedy gluttony, swallowing all the people into their stomachs and turning them into terrifying energy.

Liu Banxian's eyes were about to split, and he clenched his fists tightly: "Hateful!"

The old man suddenly took over the conversation: "This Dao master, the big guy's heart is the same as yours." It's just that we have no power or courage, even if we have the intention to kill thieves, we don't have the ability. ”

Li Yan suddenly asked, "Then why didn't the officers and soldiers move?"

The old man said sadly: "Old Sichuan knows that if Baihu wants to enter Shu, no matter where he goes, he has to pass through Huangzhou City."

But the King of Qin in Huangzhou - Zhang Siming. He had 30,000 heavy soldiers and 5,000 iron horsemen, but he didn't have a piece of armor, so he let them go!"

Speaking of this, he could no longer hide the grief and indignation in his heart, and cried loudly: "The land of my Han people, the inheritance of my ancestors, was sold by him like this, sold!"

The refugees were saddened by the thought of the ruin of their country and their families, and they all cried in unison.

Liu Banxian muttered: "It's late, we are one step late after all." Maybe the peaceful days are gone, and there will be only endless wars next. ”