Under the light of the morning sun, a wisp of cooking smoke rises under the mountain of Xuantian Temple, bringing a touch of popularity to this beautiful and upright mountain, and occasionally a few birdsongs come from the mountain, which is still and moving, and makes people feel the tranquility from the heart.

Lin Haoyu stood under the porridge shed, looked at the porridge in the pot, and then looked at the rising sun in the east, and let out a sigh of inaudible relief. The porridge in the pot is too rare to be called porridge, perhaps it is more suitable to call it rice soup, the soup that has lasted for so long, the food in the temple is not very much, even if there is an offering from the ten parties, you have to save some food.

After Lin Haoyu was able to skillfully use his own strength, the Wudao people finally sent Lin Haoyu down the mountain, but this outside world was too exciting for Lin Haoyu.

On the third pole of the day, a group of figures finally appeared on the road in the distance, there were not many people, and they walked very slowly, Lin Haoyu looked at it, and saw two thin and undecent men carrying a few belongings, holding their wives and children, walking in this direction, he turned his head and said to Baoxin Daoren: "Senior Brother Baoxin, there are people, seven." ”

Baoxin Taoist is a Taoist priest who majored in the path of confession, the so-called confession, is to chant the scriptures and pray, so that his will can reach the heavens, enter the ears of the ancestors, and use the mana of the ancestors to do things, and do the things of the water and land dojos;

He looked at Lin Haoyu in some surprise, but still took out seven bowls and let Lin Haoyu fill them one by one.

When the group approached. Lin Haoyu sent the porridge bowl very stiffly, and saw that they didn't even have time to thank them. When he gobbled up the porridge, he couldn't help but comfort: "Drink slowly." Drink slowly, porridge, there is still in the pot. ”

Baoxin Daoist looked at him, what did he want to say, did he hold back, the amount of soup soup every day is limited, if everyone is full, the people behind will really starve to death, but Lin Haoyu is doing this job for the first time after all. He can't say too much, let's get rid of these people in front of him first.

It didn't take much effort, and the few people in front of them drank the porridge in the bowl, looked at Lin Haoyu and the two of them, Baoxin Daoist sighed, picked up the spoon and filled half a bowl for everyone, just at this stall, three or four waves of people came in the distance, and the family was also relocated.

Look at these ragged and numb people. Even Lin Haoyu's face flashed a trace of unbearability, he subconsciously remembered all the things he had when he was in Beiyan, when he commanded thousands of armies and galloped across the field, how heroic and chic he was, and the order was rolling. How majestic it is, compared to the resentment of the people of the Southern Tang Dynasty and even the Northern Yan at that time, it must be not shallow, right?

Some stiffly picked up the spoon. Filling the bowl on the table, Lin Haoyu's eyes could not help but see those pictures on the battlefield. Those cowardly soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty whose eyes flashed with determination, despair, remorse, and even the most despised by themselves, those Northern Yan deserters who were executed or executed by their own orders......

Lin Haoyu who was thinking about this. The movements in his hands suddenly stopped, until the spoon touched the bottom of the pot and made a metal friction sound, he realized that the pot in front of him was empty, turned his head to look at the homeless people who were holding the bowl and looking at him, Lin Haoyu smiled awkwardly and walked to the second pot.

Baoxin Daoist coughed and said in a deep voice: "Donors, Xiaoguan food is limited, and each person can only get one bowl of porridge today, otherwise the later donors can only drink water." ”

Because of the cultivation of the scriptures, the Baoxin Taoist people chant and sing rhymes every day, so although there is no powerful true qi, but a mouthful of dantian qi is deep and abnormal, and under the sound of exhalation, it can be called a loud bell, and even the porridge shed is shaken.

These homeless people looked at the first few people, who had already drunk two bowls of porridge, and shouted one after another: "Why do they only have two bowls, and we only have one? Isn't it not good to use your Taoism that all beings are equal and men and women are equal at this time?"

The one who spoke was obviously a man who had read a book, but he didn't know why he had fallen to this point, and with him taking the lead, the others shouted one after another: "That's it, why can they drink two bowls, and we can only drink one?"

There are those who have soft personalities, and they don't dare to directly confront Lin Haoyu and the others, but begged repeatedly: "Kind Dao Leaders, just give us a little more, we are all dying of hunger......"

Listening to these soft or hard pleadings, both Lin Haoyu and Baoxin Dao people felt a big head, until now, Lin Haoyu didn't understand why each person only gave one bowl, most of these homeless people haven't eaten a full meal for a long time, and they don't eat desperately when they see the free ones? Seeing that others can eat more, they naturally want to eat more, but in this case, once they come and go, the food in the Taoist temple is not enough.

The Taoist temple is not a granary, and the Xuantian Temple is not a group of immortals who can live by eating and drinking, and the stored grain in addition to daily use, but also to survive the winter, and give it out without any rules, and the big and small old ways in the Taoist temple will eventually become dead old roads.

"Don't you suffer from widowhood but unevenness?" Lin Haoyu smiled a little bitterly, turned his head and asked Baoxin Daoren, Baoxin Daoist nodded silently, and the spoon in his hand was not scooped or not.

Seeing this, Lin Haoyu sighed and said, "Give it, I am willing to open the valley for a month, and I should be taught this lesson." ”

At this moment, there was a neat sound of horses' hooves in the distance, Lin Haoyu listened attentively, with his experience in the Northern Yan army, he could easily estimate that at least more than a dozen war horses rushed over, and they were heavily armed light cavalry, he turned his head to look, and saw a group of cavalry under the banner of the Northern Wei Dynasty rushing over, and the first person opened his bow and arrows, and released a chirping hammer, and the sharp whistling sound made these homeless people subconsciously stop shouting.

"Officers and soldiers, officers and soldiers are coming, run!"

I don't know who shouted first, and many homeless people didn't care about begging for porridge and rice, helping the old and the young, and scattered in a hurry, but at this moment, a long arrow with a pale red real Qi crossed the sky, directly into the back of an old woman's heart, and then pierced through the heart, and fixed the man who was holding her to the ground together.

Lin Haoyu could see the trajectory of this arrow clearly, but the old woman was too far away from him, with his current status quo of two Wuyue True Talismans, he couldn't save it at all, he turned his head to look at this team of heavily armed Northern Wei light horses, and a burst of murderous aura flashed in his squinted eyes, even in the Demon Sect, the disciples of the Hengshui Sect could not kill the people without authorization, let alone the old and weak women and children, the actions of this team of Northern Wei light horses had touched his bottom line.

The monks are all outsiders and do not enter into secular battles, so Lin Haoyu and Baoxin Daoren were directly ignored by these cavalry, and only heard a Northern Wei cavalry shouting loudly: "Stand still, don't move, whoever dares to move again, there will be no mercy!"

The homeless people who were still running in all directions stopped and stayed where they were, not daring to move, and a few of the more courageous ones were still running, but they were soon nailed to the ground by the feather arrows with the not strong Zhenqi, and the dead could no longer die.

The cavalry divided into two columns in an orderly manner as they galloped, and drove them together with whips, but the horsewhips of the cavalry showed no mercy at all, and the wanderers who were a little slower were whipped open one after another, and several of the weaker ones immediately fell to the ground, leaving only the sound of gasping.

But they were still not let go, the iron hooves of the war horses stepped on their bodies mercilessly, bringing up one after another blood rain, Lin Haoyu's brows jumped vigorously, and he wanted to step forward, but he was stubbornly pulled by the Baoxin Taoist on the side: "The homeless people are against the law, and according to the laws of the Northern Wei Dynasty, they should be beheaded." ”

For a major sect such as Haotian Sect, the cultivation world does not interfere in secular affairs, and it is just a fig leaf, which can be used when it is useful, and it can be cooler if it is directly torn off when it is useless, but for a small family like Xuantianguan, it should be thankful not to be provoked by the secular dynasty, after all, those two unfathomable and profound ones have no will to manifest in the world.

The cavalry captain at the head of the group pulled off his mask, revealing a fierce face with a scar across his cheeks, he brandished a leather whip and shouted loudly: "According to the law of the Great Wei, you and other exiles are equivalent to treason, and they should be beheaded according to the law, but ......"

Before he could say anything, he heard a weak voice from the crowd: "Master Bing, but we are all people of Northern Qi ......"

In the pleading voice of these homeless people "Northern Zhou, Southern Qi", the cavalry captain's horsewhip crossed the sky, only to see a red and white flower lit up, and the person who spoke first had already been pumped a brain burst and died on the spot.

The cavalry captain looked around, and his voice was full of Sen Han's murderous aura: "Listen to this officer, since you have entered the territory of my Great Wei, you are the people of my Great Wei, no matter where you come from!"

Seeing that the audience was silent, he pointed in the direction of the porridge shed and continued: "Now, all the men are out of line, take out their luggage, and line up over there!"

One by one, the emaciated men walked towards the porridge shed, but then two unlucky eggs were whipped by the horsewhip: "Hurry up, you cowards!"

The cavalry captain tilted his head, and the two cavalrymen turned over and dismounted, and began to check the luggage, but looking at their smiling faces, it was obvious that this was not a simple inspection, and sure enough, all the slightly valuable items in the luggage were taken out by them and stuffed into their arms.

"This is all the villain's belongings, the soldier spares his life...... a middle-aged man wailed, pounced on a cavalryman, and hugged the horseman's right leg.

The cavalryman kicked him hard and failed to kick him away, and immediately became ferocious, drew his saber, directly cut off his right arm, and then stabbed him in the heart: "All belongings? According to the laws of the Great Wei, you will all be killed, and all your finances will be confiscated!"

After doing this, the cavalry raised his head with a sneer, looked at the rest of the people, and his bloody face was full of hideousness: "You, who else is against it?" (to be continued......