Chapter 149: An official came to arrest someone

"Today's establishment of this list of gods is to stop the cultivators from meddling in the world. But God is virtuous, for the sake of calming the chaos. We can all assist the kings of all parties with all our hearts, and use earthly laws to quell the troubles, and the name of heaven is 'the war of the gods'. From today onwards, all those who have made meritorious contributions to the battle of the gods in the earthly world, and those who have died in this battle, can be included in the list, reshape their bodies, and enjoy the destiny of heaven. ”

Since that day, the overall situation of the world seems to have become a tacit understanding, and the immortals who once stirred up the storm in this world seem to be extinct. Even if I was occasionally asked to come out, I just went through the motions, and I didn't see anyone who made a direct move. But the only thing that can be traced is that the master disciple of a certain immortal went down the mountain and participated in the important task of assisting the king. Their shots are not as good as before, and if they move, the city will be destroyed, and if they move, they will be wiped out for thousands of miles. It seems that they don't have the strength of their divisions, and they are just strange compared to ordinary people in the army, and they only face each other in the army.

After Meng Xiaoshan arranged such a thing, he withdrew from the matter, hoping that the war would end early. put aside the troubles of Liu Ajiao and her senior brother, escaped for the time being, and claimed to be out for a walk.

The whole world seems to show a new vitality. Meng Xiaoshan wandered around, or trekked through mountains and rivers to enjoy the natural landscape along the way, or went deep into the downtown to observe the sophistication of people. This small world of the hills has been mixed with Meng Xiaoshan, and it is a symbiotic relationship after all. While Meng Xiaoshan is familiar with the laws of heaven and earth in this small world, he travels everywhere, understands mountains and rivers, understands the world, and discovers this world.

He knew that now Zhonghui Shenzhou was developing in the direction it had originally set, thanks to the myth of the gods of his homeland. With order, believe that everything can bring the world back to normal. He knew that at present, Liu Ajiao and the eleven cultivators were hidden in the mountains and forests, each occupying a natural cave mansion, and was recruiting disciples to teach the method of cultivating the truth, in order to win the quota of gods. However, Xiaoshan was not worried at all, but was more happy about it. Originally, at the beginning, he was still worried that if the war of the gods was over, the people who were canonized gods did not cultivate, what would happen? I didn't expect them to be so active. In fact, Meng Xiaoshan still thought about this matter too simply, as long as there are people, there will be a division of interests, Liu Ajiao and they will accept disciples, not because they are not interest groups after becoming gods. Of course, there is not much detail on this matter.

It is said that Meng Xiaoshan traveled everywhere, and he heard that the soldiers of the Chu State were very prosperous, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard that he had won several battles in a row. Later, after careful inquiry, I learned that the bow and arrow that I had specially made when I was serving in the savings station had been valued by the Chu State and had been widely distributed among the Chu army. When the two sides fought, the people had not yet met, so they first came up a few long-distance arrows, and then rushed to the heads of the people and fought in close combat. This method gave Chu a great advantage in the war.

Xiaoshan shook his head, and while sighing at the shrewdness of the people of Chu, he continued to let the donkey move forward. In the distance was a village in the state of Chu, and because it was noon, smoke rose from each house. The donkey seemed to smell the smell of the food and walked straight towards the village. Meng Xiaoshan, who was riding a donkey upside down, seemed to be very comfortable, staring at him as if he was about to fall asleep. In the village, the children all stopped, looked curiously at a stranger riding a donkey upside down, and seemed to think of a bad idea, and came around and secretly touched the donkey's buttocks.

Meng Xiaoshan let the donkey go, his stomach gurgling, and he was worried about who he should excuse himself to eat. Since it was a village, he would not have thought that there would be a club or a restaurant here, and there really was no reality.

The donkey walked willfully, and the bell rattled. Suddenly it stopped, stopped moving, and kicked its hooves in place. Meng Xiaoshan opened his eyelids and saw a solid yard, the locust tree at the door was leafy, and under the tree was green grass. The donkey didn't leave, it turned out that he had found food, Xiaoshan smiled, thinking that the wall tiles of this yard were sintered, not the adobe walls of ordinary farmhouses, and he thought that he was a big family in the village, so he simply came to this house to eat under the pretext of eating. After getting off the donkey, he tapped on the door.

The door was opened by a child, about seven or eight years old, with a little pigtail tied and a little blushing face. With a big roll of his eyes, he said curiously, "Who are you looking for? My father is not at home."

Xiaoshan squatted down slightly: "Then who are the adults in your family?"

Just as the child was about to answer, a woman rushed out of the kitchen next to her, stopped her child, looked at Meng Xiaoshan vigilantly and said, "Who are you, what are you going to do?"

Meng Xiaoshan saw that the wife who came out was about twenty-seven or eighteen, with some charcoal black on her face after cooking in the kitchen, and flowers cut out of white cloth on the tips of her hair, thinking that the family was mourning. He bowed down and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm not a villain." I have come here from a foreign business, and now I am hungry and tired, and I want to beg you for food."

The woman took a closer look at Xiaoshan, and saw that his face was ordinary, dusty, and indeed like a walking passer-by. She said, "Yes, but the meal is not ready yet."

Xiaoshan hurriedly said: "It's okay, I can wait! Thanks to the kindness of my sister-in-law," he said and patted his hungry stomach symbolically.

The woman's expression was a little twisted, as if she was helpless, she said: "The man in the family is not at home, only the old mother who is sick in bed and the child are at home, so I can't ask you to enter the room and wait." If you don't mind, just wait in the courtyard."

"Understood, good, good," Xiaoshan nodded in response. He sat down on a stone in the courtyard and waited quietly. I saw that the woman did not go directly into the kitchen, but dragged her child into the house, and then carried out her sick mother-in-law and placed her in the courtyard, so as to avoid suspicion, and then she entered the kitchen.

The smoke from the kitchen came out again, and Meng Xiaoshan admired the layout of the courtyard idly, from an old locust tree to a hoe in the yard, and then to the old woman sitting on a chaise longue.

The old woman smiled, although she was sick and couldn't stand up, her hand kept dragging her little grandson, and she seemed to be a little wary of the young man in front of her. She coughed up phlegm and said in an old voice, "Where is the young man?"

Xiaoshan thought for a moment and responded: "Grandma, I'm from Licheng."

The old woman's dense wrinkles moved, and said, "Listening to your accent, it doesn't seem like it's from Licheng?" She grabbed her grandson's hand and tightened it again.

Xiaoshan hurriedly smiled and explained: "Grandma, don't get me wrong, although I am from Licheng, I have been following my ancestors all over the world all the year round, and after a long time in business, my accent has become more and more tasteful."

The old woman was relieved and said, "Yes, those who go to business are all from all over the world, and they all eat together, which is not easy." After saying that, it was a long sigh.

Xiaoshan saw that the old man seemed to have something on his mind, and thought that her family members were wearing filial piety, and she thought that the old man in the family must have passed away. I was thinking about how to comfort her. Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the door, "bang, bang, bang、、、" one by one, as if the person who came was very unwelcome, and the door panel was about to be knocked off.

The woman hurriedly came out of the kitchen, looked through the crack in the door, but was trembling with fear, turned her head to Xiaoshan and said, "Outside is here to catch strong men, you can find a place to hide."

Meng Xiaoshan was confused, still wondering who was the ?、、、、、person who came?

The old woman said urgently: "You can hide people in the firewood, go and hide first."

As soon as Xiaoshan hid, he heard a bang, and the door panel was knocked open. Then I heard three footsteps rushing in, and there was the sound of tinkling chains on one side, and someone shouted: "Ding Jiacai, where is it?"

The old woman stood up with the support of the woman, and while comforting the frightened and crying children and grandchildren, she said to the three comers: "Lord, my family died of starvation during the drought five years ago."

"Die of starvation?" shouted a fierce and evil official, "I'm afraid I'm going to run away."

Another official said with a smile: "Now that the war in my country is tight, the security of the country is greater than everything else. If your male escapes and does not serve in the military, do you want the whole family to be convicted?"

When the woman heard this, she wept with fear. The old woman choked up and said: "The old man in the family has gone out with the army, I don't know whether he is alive or dead, the two sons have already donated their lives, and the third son's family starved to death five years ago." Now there are only three people left in the family, their daughter-in-law and grandson, who depend on each other. ”

An official sneered, "Oh, yes. But if you have one family in your household, you have to have another. Now he said that there was no one left, and he was clearly cunning" said and threw the chain in his hand, shouting "Tie up their whole family, call them cunning".

A few men began to move as they spoke, the woman pleaded, and the child cried. The old woman suddenly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Although the old man is old and frail, he still asks the official to let me replace the army and spare my wife and children at home."

Several officials seemed to have some compassion, but shouted: "You are too old to stand up, how can you talk about joining the army? If I really take you there, we will be indispensable to the board."

The old woman suddenly stood up suddenly, straightened her body, and the green tendons under the wrinkles swelled, as if she was going to burn all her life, and said: "The old body is okay, it is okay to enlist in the border guards, and cook for the soldiers in the morning."

One official couldn't bear to whisper to his companions: "Big brother, let's do it, don't arrest all the orphans and widows", another said, "I don't want to do this, but the target can't be completed, we have to be deducted from the number", and the other said, "Okay, just let this old woman go".

The old woman kept kowtowing to thank her as if she had been pardoned.

Since ancient times, the wars have all been lifeless, and the hardships of military service have made thousands of originally happy families become fragmented, and people die and die. There is a poem as proof:

In the stone trench village at dusk, there are officials who catch people at night. The old man walked over the wall, and the old woman went out to see.

Why is it angry when the officials cry! Why is it bitter for the women to cry! Listen to the speech before the woman: The three men are fighting in the city.

One man attached a book to, and two men died in battle. The survivors steal life, and the dead are gone!

There was no one in the room, only the grandchildren. There is a grandmother who has not gone, and there is no end to the skirt.

Although the old woman's strength is declining, please return from the night. In response to the Heyang service, you still have to prepare for morning cooking.

The night is long and silent, like crying. Tianmingden has a future, and he will say goodbye to the old man alone.