Chapter 226
Rong Zhou stood under the red-painted gate, looking at the dead cat being dragged back by the little bear and the little deer like a dead dog. He was so angry that he wanted to hit the cat, but he couldn't bring himself to do it because of the horrific appearance.
Just like last time, the little bear and the little deer followed the energy wave and found the still mad Master Lu in the ruins full of corpses. They used their master's power to suppress him and dragged him back to the mass grave.
Looking at the stern-faced owner standing at the door of the mansion, he was a little afraid to go in. It seemed that the owner was very angry, and the second master would definitely be in trouble this time.
"Drag him over here, why are you still standing there?"
"Yes." They must not disobey the master's order. They could only pray for the Second Master in their hearts, hoping that the master would not be too harsh on him as the Second Master was already in such a miserable state.
Lu Daju was indeed in a miserable state. After entering the gate, Rong Zhou grabbed his tangled red hair and lifted up Lu Daju's lowered head. His golden-blue yin-yang eyes were unfocused and slightly drooped, and there were cracks on his forehead, eyes, and mouth that emitted black air.
Rong Zhou felt so bad that he wanted to lose his temper. What a talent! A split off duplicate had broken the already fragile energy cycle of the font, and was polluted by external energy into this state. It was simply...
Rong Zhou threw away the hair in his hand and clapped his hands as if he had caught something dirty. It was indeed dirty. The foul energy coming out of his body was like that thing. Rong Zhou didn't want to use dirty words to describe it. After all, he had separated it from himself, so how could he throw it away?
"Throw it in the yard, don't dirty other places."
"Yes." The little bear and the little deer followed their master's order and walked into the yard. They were not tall to begin with, and the tall and strong Lu Daju dragged half of his body on the ground, looking completely ungraceful.
"Donor, anger is harmful to your health, so you should just wait calmly." The big monk who refused to leave, of course, saw all of this. Looking at the person who was carried back with red hair and dark skin unlike ordinary people, he thought... is this a monster?
The big monk would rather classify the owner of this place as a hermit or a sage after having the audacity to disturb us for so many days. The monsters in the rumors are not credible. But the owner's face suddenly changed just now, which means something big has happened.
Immediately, someone brought back a red-haired, black-skinned "person." The monk wondered if this might be the legendary monster. He wondered what the relationship between this monster and the owner of this place was, but it seemed to be quite deep and connected.
"......" Rong Zhou had forgotten that there was a light bulb in his head that had just lit up. "Master, please forgive me. This happened suddenly and I can't discuss Buddhism with you anymore."
"It's okay. Things are more important. Thank you for your hospitality these days. I'm sorry to bother you." At this time, even the blind man could see the touching meaning. The big monk who had already fallen into the fire pit was also sure that the other party was not the monster as rumored. He felt embarrassed to stay after eating and drinking for free for such a long time.
Watching the monk leave, Rong Zhou, who was about to deal with Lu Daju, remembered that there were several outsiders in the house, so he called Wen Zhezhi to tell him what to do.
Only then did he go to the yard to deal with Lu Daju, who was thrown on the ground like a dead dog.
He was really looking for trouble. He couldn't find his son, his daughter couldn't go back, and he had a paralyzed clone, Rong Zhou...
The young monk, holding his bag, looked back reluctantly at the piles of small earthen mounds and the neatly arranged graves: "Master, are we really leaving? Why don't you stay a few more days?"
It’s not that he has any special feelings towards the cemetery, but during the days when the master went to the mansion to discuss Buddhism, the beautiful female donor would send out a lot of delicious food, including cakes and fruits he had never seen before, and vegetarian porridge. The little monk felt that these were the most delicious things he had ever eaten.
His senior brother slapped his bald head and said, "You're lucky to have been able to beg for food these few days. You still want to stay here and not leave. That would make you a scoundrel."
The big monk and a few young monks staggered towards Jiangcheng and soon discovered something was wrong. There were many pale and skinny people, carrying the elderly and children, huddled on both sides of the road leading into the city. The closer to the city gate, the more people there were.
What happened? There was no such phenomenon when they first entered the city. How could so many refugees suddenly appear?
"Master, please give us something to eat." An old lady with skinny bones and patches all over her body, dragged a child who was equally skinny and asked the old monk for food.
At the same time, the refugees in groups around were looking at the monks who suddenly appeared with green eyes. If these monks really had food on them, the people around them who were eyeing them covetously would rush over like hungry wolves.
The soldiers guarding the city gate saw this and jokingly shouted, "The world has really changed these days. Even a monk begging for alms has to go home."
The teasing made everyone look over, including their team leader. "Hey, aren't these the masters who left the town to exorcise demons a few days ago?" The team leader kicked the man who had just teased him in the leg. "What are you laughing at? Why don't you invite the masters into the city quickly? They're here to exorcise the demons from the mass graves. What a joke!"
The team leader knew that the mayor had released information to the outside world, inviting talented people to come to Jiangcheng to slay demons and eliminate evil. He watched these monks leave the city and go to the mass grave. That was the place where demons were found as mentioned by the corpse-carrying general. If they could come back from there, it would mean that they had slain demons and eliminated evil. They could not be negligent. It would be even better if they could get a talisman.
The monks, big and small, went up in a hanging basket. There was no other way. If they dared to open the city gate at this time, those people below who were looking for a way to survive would definitely rush into the city.
When they reached the tower, the great monk bowed to the captain and said, "Thank you, sir. Let us pass."
"No, no, Master, you are the mayor's guest of honor, no need to be polite."
“I don’t know what happened. Why are there so many refugees suddenly gathering here again?”
"Alas, we just received news recently that the Yellow River burst its banks and destroyed dozens of towns. These are refugees who have fled. However, this small city of Jiang simply cannot accommodate so many people, so the mayor ordered the city gates to be closed."
"The Yellow River burst its banks?" It's not even the rainy season yet, so how could the Yellow River burst its banks? The old monk was very confused (the plot required the time of the Yellow River bursting its banks to be modified).
After entering the city, the monk heard the news from the newsboy who was running past him.
"Extra, Extra, [Central News Agency Report] Using water to defeat the enemy is a good strategy."
"Breaking News, [Southern News Report] The enemy has been bombing the Yellow River embankments for days. Floods are raging in the east. Our military and civilians are working hard to combat the floods and provide disaster relief."
"Extra, [Asahi Shimbun Report] strongly condemns the southern government's inhumane behavior of disregarding the lives of the people."
The city was in an uproar. Everyone was discussing the Yellow River bursting its dike. All kinds of true and false news were flying around. The people argued for several days just over who had breached the dike.
In the dim room, Wang Yuqing looked at the reports in front of him with an unclear expression.
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