The rain kept falling, from morning to night, and the dripping made this person's heart wet and transparent, and it was extremely desolate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info changed the past, in the face of this west wind and autumn rain, Lu Jing may still be poetic and chant a few words. But now his mouth is full of bitterness and anxiety, and he just wants to find someone to scold him, what kind of wind and snow, what elegant poetry, to hell with it.

In a word, the current situation in Plum Blossom Valley is not good, and life is not good.

First, there is the issue of food.

Although the families in the valley have long allowed their servants to be self-reliant, open up fields, and plant crops, this hillside valley is limited by the environment, and the area suitable for cultivation is not much, and there are only a few places to be whole, and the output is limited. Therefore, the main daily consumption still comes from the food brought by the refugees, and when they are finished, they have to spend a lot of money to buy it outside.

It's just that when you flee, how many things can you bring? It's not moving, at most it's about packing some valuable, soft, lightweight, and valuable things.

People from all walks of life, who are accustomed to spending money on eating and drinking, enter the valley, and don't know how to be thrifty, so they eat too much without paying attention.

At this moment, all the family patriarchs couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Seven things to open the door, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, a huge valley, so many people, not to mention eating and drinking, the basic food and clothing consumption every day is a number that cannot be underestimated.

Counting on hunting and eating meat every day?

Don't be funny, now the Plum Blossom Valley is several miles around, and the birds are difficult to find one, and I don't know if it's because of the approaching winter, the birds and beasts are hiding. As for the deeper peaks, they are steep and difficult to walk, and the half-hung hunters in the valley are really powerless.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have to sell those few family heirlooms to survive the difficulties.

As a veteran family, each family does still have some heritage, but this haunted is never a way, even if it survives this winter, what about next year?

According to the current situation, the imperial court is too busy to protect itself, and it may be a long, long time before Yongzhou can be recovered. If you ask yourself, I'm afraid that I won't have this opportunity again.

Every time he thought of this, Lu Jing panicked, and even woke up in the middle of the night by a nightmare, and broke out in a cold sweat.

If the country will not exist, why will the home be there?

This problem is already very serious, because Shi Pojun stayed in Yongzhou, and the barbaric behavior of the barbarian army has already left an irreparable damage in the hearts of countless Yongzhou people, leaving a lingering shadow of terror. When it comes to the barbarian army, children dare not cry!

The Stone Demon King lingers, its claws may reach out at any time, and the famous Plum Blossom Valley is equivalent to delicious meat in the wild, and it will be swallowed by someone if you are not careful.

It is very probable that the barbarian army will attack Laoshan again, after all, they will plunder all kinds of materials, make a comeback, and continue to chase the Central Plains.

Then, in addition to counting on Chen Sanlang to become strong as soon as possible so that he could compete with the barbarian army, Lu Jing and the others also hoped that they could move out of here and enter Laoshan Mansion.

The city has a city as a barrier protection, compared to the Plum Blossom Valley, I don't know how many times better, not at all at the same level.

"Hey, if Chen Sanlang came to invite him that day and promised to go out of the mountain, he would have lived in Fucheng for a long time, so why should he be frightened now, and suffer from this miserable ......wind and rain."

Lu Jing suddenly came up with such a thought, and he was annoyed. But the wood is already in the boat, and it is difficult to change, not to mention that last time I waited for a group of people to go to Fucheng to force others to send troops, now that I think about it, it is ridiculous.

"Hey, no, someone from our Lu family has gone out of the mountain. ”

He Huo Ran got up, his eyes flashed with joy: Yes, my son is not in charge of Wuping County, haha, there are people outside us, and now we are saved.

Thinking about it, he shouted: "Fauber, Fauber, come in!"

......

The current scene of Yongzhou can be described in only one word, that is, "full of sores", and as far as the eye can see, it is desolate.

"Anitabha, good, good!"

In the wind and rain, a person walked and chanted the Buddha's name, and it turned out to be a monk.

Since the outbreak of the war, the lives have been devastated, and people from outside the party such as monks and Taoists are rare. Now this monk appears here, very abruptly.

It can be seen that this is an old monk, with a thin body, dressed in gray monk's robes, and he carries a wide hat to shield him from the rain.

It's dusk, it's raining, and it's getting dark fast.

The old monk hurried alone, but when he arrived at this place, he was not close to the village, he could not find a shop behind, and he had nowhere to stay.

This place was not a wilderness, it was originally a village, but the village had been burned by the war, and it had become a ruin, and the population had been extinguished.

The old monk stood in front of the ruins, whispering the Buddha's name. He saw that among the ruins, there were faint white bones.

"Iniquity has begun, sin!"

The old monk chattered, reached out to touch a string of prayer beads on his wrist, this prayer beads were wrapped around several turns, there were one hundred and eight, in line with the number of Zen principles, each one was clear in color, and its own runes were floating and looming, which was a rare treasure.

"Meow!"

Suddenly, a cat appeared among the ruins, leaping nimbly onto a section of broken wall, looking at the old monk with a pair of sparkling eyes.

The size of this cat is twice as large as that of ordinary domestic cats, and it is almost close to the size of a dog, which is very abnormal.

The old monk was very human, and when he looked at it, he saw that the cat was covered in a cloud of black gas, which was gloomy.

This cat has long been demonized and turned into a man-eating monster.

The old monk's expression remained unchanged, his palms folded, and he said slowly: "There is a fate to meet, from now on, you will follow the old man." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and beckoned to the cat gently.

Under one move, there is a subtlety, the cat just struggled slightly at the beginning, then barked, jumped down obediently, ran all the way, ran to the feet of the old monk, and rubbed his trouser legs affectionately.

"Hehe, there are some wisdom roots, and they are not in vain. ”

The old monk said, showing a hint of a smile, bent down slightly, and reached out to stroke the cat's head.

If there is a monk here, you can see that with the old monk's touch, the black qi on the cat's body is constantly dissipating, and it is dissolving little by little.

At the same time, the cat's huge size has slowly shrunk, and it didn't take long for it to return to its normal size, with black stripes in its yellow fur, and it seemed that there was a faint demeanor of the king of beasts, the tiger, and a pair of big eyes were red, which had the meaning of agility and liveliness.

The old monk was very satisfied, said no more, turned and walked away. The cat followed very spiritually, following in unison.

One person and one cat, walking on a muddy road, unspeakably peculiar. They were in the midst of an endless curtain of rain and went ahead.

In that direction, it leads to Laoshan Mansion.