New White Snake Asking Immortals

The talismans were consumed too much, so Bai Yujun went to the temporary residence of Chunyang Palace in the county to collect supplies.

It was not so dilapidated when we separated from the county before, but today we can see that there are huts and heads all over the county outside the county, all of which are refugees who have no food to eat. Finally, a few porridge sheds were erected, so that these refugees would have enough to eat and not take risks.

The gate of the county seat has long been closed, and soldiers are sent to block the gate to deliver food only when the porridge is given out.

Bai Yujun didn't make it in time to open the city gate, so she had to wander around the shack area.

Generally speaking, the shack area is very chaotic, hooligans are prevalent, robbery and theft are common, what's more, people kill people in the street to grab money and food, and others pretend to turn a blind eye.

Pretty women can only sell their skin and flesh in exchange for a little dry food for their children to eat. Women in troubled times are the most miserable. There are so many bastards who pull up their pants and leave without giving money.

The big families in the city come to buy children, two or two boys and three or three girls, and there are plenty of children and girls. Instead of staying outside the city and starving to death, it is better to be a servant and maid to survive. No one knows who was bought. What will happen to the child in the future, whether it is possible to sell it to a beggar's head, interrupt her limbs and throw it on the side of the road to make money, or sell the girl to a brothel, but so what? It's better to gamble than starve to death right now.

During the period, someone wanted to play Bai Yujun's idea.

"Hey, little Taoist nun, why don't you go play with the second master?"

A group of hooligans surround Bai Yujun and utter obscenities. Not everyone in this world knows Chunyang clothing, especially when a fairy-like beauty appears, it is even more uncontrollable.

"roll."

It's a very cold word, they are full of grievances and must bear their lives, but Bai Yujun feels that it has nothing to do with the snake and is too lazy to care about it.

"Little lady has a temper and is a little pepper, I like it, the spicier the better hahaha~"

There is no need to draw a knife, just raise your leg and kick.

It is conceivable how strong a twelve-meter-long snake is. When such a force gathers one kick, one can imagine the condition of the person who gets kicked. The whole person spins and flies ten meters away, knocking down a few people, and then lands with a snap. Immediately, he kicked and broke his ribs in the chest, and the broken bones pierced into his heart and lungs, and spit blood from his mouth, convulsing all over his body, seeing that he could not survive.

Several hooligans who slapped their hands left and right slapped the sky loudly, and they took off and knocked them down the shack and passed out.

"It's really enough."

Shaking her head, just as the city gate opened to deliver porridge, Bai Yujun immediately walked towards the city gate.

The gatekeepers saw the costumes and did not dare to stop them. After entering the city, they went straight to the temporary resident of Chunyang in the city.

The person in charge of the temporary station is a senior disciple, a beautiful woman, surnamed Wei, who received the talismans and medicines from her when she assigned tasks from the county seat.

"Senior Sister Wei, I'm here to get the talisman and medicine." Bai Yujun put down the bookcase as she said, and picked up a piece of pastry on the desk and stuffed it into her mouth. It tasted like mung beans, and it would be more delicious if it was made with meat. Snakes like to eat meat.

Senior sister Wei, who was writing with her head down behind the desk, raised her head and smiled.

"Junior Sister Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time. There's nothing serious about you, right? Just tell me if you have any problems."

Senior Sister Wei is a high-level disciple, and she will take care of any difficult evils and ghosts. There is no low level of cultivation to be a high-level disciple.

After thinking about it, he recalled that ghost in black.

"Meet a ghost cultivator who manipulates ghosts. The man's cultivation level doesn't look high, and his magic weapon is a black triangular flag. Hmm... I had a fight with him in Nanjia Town and then ran south."

Senior Sister Wei's expression became serious when she heard the word ghost repair.

"Can you see what marks the ghost has? For example, collar sleeves or clothing characteristics."

"I haven't seen it clearly, but I can remember his breath. If I see it, I will definitely recognize it."

"The world is chaotic, those Xiao Xiaoxiao are so happy to think about Sichuan and do evil,

Next time you see it, you don't have to be polite and kill it directly! If you lose, remember to send a letter to me. This is a messenger talisman. If something happens, just tear it up and I will rush there as soon as possible. "

Bai Yujun was very happy to receive the talisman folded into a triangle, this is good, if you can't beat it, you can shoot the cloud piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet you, and you immediately put it in your arms with joy on your face.

Senior Sister Wei brought another stack of talismans from behind, and asked the helper to bring in a few packs of medicine and two bottles of elixir from the backyard.

After confirming that it was correct, Bai Yujun put the things in the bookcase and put them away. Fortunately, he ate a lot of bacon and poured out a lot of space, otherwise he really couldn't put it down. Suddenly, he remembered something.

"Senior Sister Wei, why is the court slow in disaster relief?"

Hearing this, Senior Sister Wei shook her head and sighed, showing helplessness.

"It has already been reported to the imperial court, but many people don't want the disaster to end too soon. After the famine is over, there will be many families with tens of thousands of mu of fertile land in this land."

"..."

Bai Yujun was speechless.

The longer the disaster, the more benefits for those rich and powerful. Buying land at a low price and hoarding it can also receive disaster relief funds from the imperial court. Who wants to let the disaster end too quickly...

Walking out of the station in a daze, looking up at the scorching sun that radiates heat crazily, I always feel that God wants to roast something, in short, don't roast the snake.

I didn't meet Xu Ling and Yang Mu, and there were only a few hired helpers in the station besides Senior Sister Wei, so it was meaningless to stay in the station, so I just continued to patrol the mission area, and walked to the city gate calmly with my bookcase on my back.

There was a chaotic sound of horseshoes in front of the street, and people who couldn't avoid it would invite riders to scold and whip them.

Seeing the dandy on the horseback, Bai Yujun finally understood what an angry horse in fresh clothes is. Those people wearing fine silk are young but very aggressive. The people who were hungry in the first half suffered disaster, and those with good legs and feet quickly moved away. The old and young either fell down or were pumped with bruises on their backs.

Walking to the side of the road to avoid it, Bai Yujun was too lazy to start a conflict.

The sound of horseshoes whizzed past, and those dandies galloped past, leaving only mess and countless whispered curses on the ground.

The street returned to its usual appearance. The stall owners who sold groceries scolded and picked up the scattered goods, and the beggars also returned to their original positions from the side of the road to beg. Unfortunately, the broken bowl, which was originally broken at one corner, was completely in half.

Looking at those dandies who have gone away, Bai Yujun is deeply envious, seeing how carefree their lives are.

The sun is still so hot, but fortunately there is an awning on the top of the bookcase to avoid the suffering of direct sunlight.

"This sun is going to kill the snake..."

The master said that if you want to cultivate to a high level, you have to work your muscles and bones and starve your body. Meditation is of course important, and don't forget that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I don't know if the old man was in a drought when he was young Running around in the hot sun.

There is a severe drought in the world, and the ability of monks is limited. The secular court is the most suitable for disaster relief. As long as the court mobilizes and dispatches materials to distribute medicines and food to survive the famine, it is not difficult. The difficult thing is that no one except the emperor is willing to throw money into the mouths of refugees. , even if the money belongs to the court, for some people, the court's money is their own.