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162. "If you like the Chinese network, collect it"

"Stop!" Zi Baifeng broke off, Ding Sanji's face changed, his hands trembled, but he didn't dare to say a word, he slowly turned his head and looked at Zi Baifeng.

Zibai's face was like frost, and he stared at Ding Sanji coldly.

Zi Baifeng is not a fool, the situation in Xiding Township, although Ding Sanji is responsible, but it is definitely not the main responsibility, as the so-called Qiao woman is difficult to cook without rice, in such a situation of lack of aura, let him Ding Sanji play flowers, as long as he does not have the trick of raising demons, he will not be able to make the entire Xiding Township reach food and clothing.

If you don't look at the current Zibai style, it just makes Jiuyan Township barely have enough food and clothing.

But what he did just now made Zi Baifeng angry in his heart.

However, he thought in the blink of an eye that this kind of radical action was probably caused by losing face in front of Shangguan, he was now a prince of the palace, and he couldn't just rely on his own preferences to decide, nor should he easily expose his emotions, so in an instant, his expression was retracted, and he smiled and waved to the water.

With a soft sound of "dong", the koi in the water gently pushed it with its mouth, and the small drum flew out of the water with a splash, and fell smoothly into Zi Baifeng's hands.

Gently shaking the water trail on the drum, Zi Baifeng said to Ding Sanji: "Sanji, don't be annoyed first, I'll ask this sister-in-law." ”

He handed over the small drum in his hand, and took out a piece of candy from his sleeve, and lured the little girl to forget to cry, and stared at his hand with wide round eyes.

The woman in cloth didn't dare to pick up the drum in Zi Baifeng's hand, Ding Gui watched vigilantly from the side, ready to push Zi Baifeng away at any time, in his opinion, this young man who came with Ding Sanji could not be Ding Sanji's accomplice.

"Ding Gui, I'm blind, don't kneel down quickly, this is my Lord of Mengcheng's mansion!" Ding Sanji saw that Ding Gui was going to offend Zi Baifeng, and hurriedly scolded, Ding Gui didn't have anything to do with his own life, but don't bother yourself.

Seeing that someone dared to be rude to Zi Baifeng, the two koi fish both emerged from the water, and as soon as the huge golden-red carp appeared, many people exclaimed: "Lord River God!"

"This is the ...... of the show"

"Xiangzheng-sama!"

For these men who beg for life by the water, Zi Baifeng's koi Yunzhou is much more famous than himself, and the two koi fish are called river gods, and even with the knowledge that this is the "boat of the talented man", it is the "boat of Jiuyan Township", one winter, many people in Xiding Township fled to Jiuyan Township to beg for a living, so he is the township Zheng, as for the boat of the Fujun, where do these villagers know who is the Fujun now? The news has not yet come here.

I don't know who knelt down first, those fishermen and women knelt on the ground, Ding Gui hesitated for a long time, and also knelt down, the woman in the cloth skirt went south and north, but she was well-informed, and when she looked at Zi Baifeng's clothes, she knew that Lu Dao was not waiting for idlers, and she had already knelt down at this time, so tossed, the little girl on her back cried again.

"Get up, get up!" Zi Baifeng hurriedly asked everyone to get up, and then Wen Yan asked the woman in the cloth skirt: "Sister-in-law, what do you call it, where is it?"

"The slave family calls the red drum girl, and the husband's family is from Yangyang, Nancheng. The red drum lady said, she traveled south and north, but she was talking about her stage name.

"Yangyang, ah......" Zi Baifeng took a breath, the so-called Yangyang is the yang of Yangshui, but it is not too far from Zibaifeng's sub-village, but it was affected together with Zi Village.

"More than ten years ago, the Yanghe River was flooded, the slave family and her husband fled the famine together, escaped for three years, and then settled in a village in Nancheng, and then there was no harvest in the village, I just had Hui'er at that time, and my husband starved to death in order to save things for us to eat......"

Speaking of this, the Red Drum Girl's voice became even more hoarse, and the little girl behind her back also stopped crying, and a pair of small hands tightly grasped the Red Drum Girl's cloth skirt.

Zi Baifeng closed his eyes, and the pain in his heart was unspeakable.

If it were in a previous life, who would have known that when the famine comes, who will die first and who will die later?

Now he knows the truth, he has heard it, he has seen it too many times.

If there is really no food, the man will starve to death, and after the man will starve to death for two days, the woman will starve to death, and finally the child will starve to death......

He still remembers that once his father was so hungry that he held his hand tightly, refusing to let go, the unspeakable pain and nostalgia......

Thinking of this, Zi Baifeng hurriedly shook his head, shaking away the memory that had been extremely frightened, everything has passed, everything has passed.

Whether it's the aura of heaven and earth, or Xia Junguo, or the desert, don't want to take away anyone around him again!

If you want to challenge me, come on!

I'm afraid you can't do it!

"Your name is Hui'er?" Zi Baifeng handed the candy in his hand to the little girl behind the red drum girl, stretched out his hand, and said, "Your mother is tired, come, come down and play by yourself for a while." ”

The little girl's eyes widened and she looked at him with some fear, but she did not struggle, and let him take herself off her mother's back.

Zi Baifeng put her down, and then walked back to the boat, and after a short time, he took down a lot of pastries, small stones were greedy, and Zi Baifeng's boat always prepared a lot of snacks.

"Come, eat, don't be afraid. Zi Baifeng handed it to the Red Drum Lady, and the Red Drum Lady grabbed Hui'er, and the two of them knelt on the ground together, thanked Zi Baifeng, and then devoured it.

A fisherman's sister brought hot water, two koi fish dived underwater, and after a while, they threw two big fish to the shore, and the fisherman named Ding Gui silently took them to clean up the fish.

Although Ding Sanji didn't want Zi Baifeng to stay here, he didn't dare to speak, he was still a spirit, he ran over, and he didn't know where Lu Dao got a few chairs, let Zi Baifeng sit down, and there was one left, he hesitated, but he still stuffed it to the red drum girl, and stood behind Zi Baifeng.

The red drum lady didn't dare to sit, the two squatted on the ground, gobbling up the food into their mouths, it seemed that they were really hungry and crazy.

Seeing the red drum girl, Zi Baifeng couldn't help but think of his father and himself, the two of them were so difficult, not to mention this mother?

However, Zi Baifeng did not forget his business, he saw that the red drum girl was full, so he asked, "Sister-in-law, what is the name of what you sang just now?"

"It's called Yangyang Flower Drum, and it was taught to me by my husband's family. The red drum lady hurriedly said, when the couple fled with nothing, they carried a drum, half performing and half begging, but it was similar to the father and son of the original son.

Zi Baifeng took the small drum, the small drum was less than a foot square, and he patted it gently, the drum sound was clear, and the bottom sound was mellow, Zi Baifeng vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his father also used to hold a drum and sing flowers to himself.

"The ...... you sang just now"

"Master Fujun forgives ...... sins" The red drum lady quickly knelt down again and said, "That singing ...... It was changed by the slave family. ”

The Red Drum Lady is also very smart, she travels from south to north, and she also knows that the villagers of Ludao are actually the most interested in arranging and slandering the lyrics of their parents, and they are also the most likely to resonate, because they are born to stand on the opposite side, all the way, all the way to change.

Ding Sanji breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that this kind of thing had already begun to be sung.

"Sing me another paragraph, just sing the one you just had, what is the original word?"

The red drum lady didn't twist either, she was blessed with a generous fang, played the drum with both hands, and sang.

"Say Jinyang, Daojinyang, Jinyang is a good place.

Since the emergence of the Four Demon Kings, there have been nine years of famine in ten years.

Large families sell granges, and small families sell children.

The slave family did not have a son to sell, and walked around with a flower drum on his back.

The white clouds cross the Yangjiang River for thousands of miles, and the flower drum three links go out of Jinyang.

Jinyang has four demon kings, and the mountains and rivers are withered and have no aura.

Concubines only love self-pity, don't hold the pipa is worthless.

Singing flower drums and crossing the river, there are more tears than waves.

Zi Baifeng listened, listened, but his face changed. ”

The Yangjiang River is the ocean water, crossing the Meng River, crossing the Yangjiang River, and escaping from a place called Jinshui Zhiyang, which is a history of escape.

However, the two sentences mentioned in it made Zi Baifeng suspicious.

Since the emergence of the Four Demon Kings, there have been nine years of famine in ten years; Jinyang has produced the Four Demon Kings, and the mountains and rivers are withered and have no aura.

Ten years and nine years of famine, isn't it a true portrayal of all parts of Mongolia now?

And the mountains and rivers are withered and have no aura...... Zibai couldn't help but think of the dead desert.

Zi Baifeng had never heard of it, and it may have been submerged under the yellow sand a long time ago, and this song was made up by those who fled.

And many of these things, such as the "Four Demon Kings", have never been heard of by Zi Baifeng.

Ever since he saw the Desert of Death, Zi Baifeng has been looking for answers everywhere, every time he asks Mr., Mr. sighs and shakes his head, not wanting to say anything, Zi Baifeng knows Mr. Dao's temperament, if he doesn't say it, then he will definitely not be able to ask anything. Maybe this is not what you should know, and it's not a good thing that you know the way.

However, the most uncontrollable thing in Zi Baifeng's life is his desire for knowledge.

Especially when it's really about your own interests.

On the poor and falling into the Yellow Spring, Zi Baifeng searched through all the clues he could find, the township chronicles, the county chronicles, he did not let go, but there was no record.

There is a force in the underworld, which does not allow people to remember history, does not allow people to learn from history, and it destroys all records.

But this world is so magical, so stubborn, what has been erased from the history books, but it can be passed down through word of mouth, even if the wheel of history has long crushed all the traces of the past, but it cannot crush the human instinct to engrave history.

Because this is the most fundamental difference between human beings and all other living beings.

At this time, Zi Baifeng only wants to praise the greatness of human beings, praise the insignificant, even insignificant people, who are using their own strength to fight against heaven and earth and change everything.

Four Demon Kings!

What do these four demon kings have to do with the loss of heaven and earth's spiritual energy, and the death desert devouring everything?

What does all this portend?