Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

In the fourth year of Shengyuan, the ninth day of May.

The weather in Yunzhou is getting clearer and clearer, and the chill has just faded away not long ago, but now it is already the scene of noon that makes people sweat on their foreheads.

But it is a pity that the people of Yunzhou are not blessed to endure the rare warmth after this long cold.

Fuya, the house in the backyard.

In the courtyard, Lin Ji held a basin in his hand, and kept stirring the stuffing in it, and bursts of fishy smell came out continuously.

On the side, beside the table in the courtyard, Beishuang rolled the kneaded dough into long strips, and cut them into small pieces one by one with a knife.

On Beishuang's side, Shen Long was wearing an apron, holding a rolling pin to roll the small dough into thin and uniform dumpling wrappers.

The only idler is Zi Qing, who occupies the magpie's nest and lies on Lin Ji's recliner.

"I don't like to eat mutton." She said without opening her eyes.

"There are also pork and leeks."

"I've eaten lotus vegetable stuffing in the south, it's delicious."

Lin Ji raised his head and glanced at her angrily.

"In Yunzhou, where can I find lotus vegetables for you?"

Zi Qing turned her head away, as if she was stimulated by Lin Ji's gaze, she was the only one in the yard who couldn't cook, and she kept nagging while waiting for food, even she herself felt a little bit sorry.

Fortunately, at this moment, someone walked quickly into the small courtyard.

The person who came was Qi Mu, Zi Qing's subordinate, a fifth-level monk.

He was originally Ziqing's assistant clerical assistant in Beijing, just like Zheng Lixin and Lin Ji.

Now he is temporarily in charge of the chief arrester of Yunzhou.

Logically speaking, Yuanshen cultivator should have received You Xingyi or Commander, but unfortunately he was called from Beijing to Yunzhou by Ziqing, and he was here to take the blame.

It doesn't matter what official position, anyway, whichever position is more troublesome, he will fill it there.

As for the group of people under Qin Jinsong in Yunzhou, they are now scattered.

After Qi Mu walked into the small courtyard, he first bowed to Lin Ji and the others one by one and called them seniors, and even Bei Shuang didn't leave behind to say hello, before walking quickly to Ziqing.

"My lord, the people in the city have almost escaped, and the remaining people cannot be persuaded to leave."

"Then don't worry about it, let them perish together with Mocheng." Ziqing waved her hand impatiently.

It's not that she is cold-blooded and ruthless, but as early as a few days ago, she asked the monks in the government office to persuade the people in the city to leave day and night, and she also made it clear that Mocheng could not be defended.

Most of the people still cherish their lives, even Jian Tiansi said so, they would not really wait for death, and left with their wealth.

But there are always people who cannot leave their homeland, either because they are too old to leave, or their property cannot be taken away, and more often they are reluctant to part with those lands under their names.

All in all, today's Mocheng has lost the prosperity and hustle and bustle of being the capital city of Yunzhou in the past, and is about to become a dead city.

Hearing Ziqing's answer, Qi Mu was not surprised, and said in a low voice: "General Song of the Zhenbei Army found me not long ago, saying that he wanted to set up camp outside the city, and many monks in the army were seriously injured. I hope that Tianjian can provide some support from the warehouse."

"Where is the Zhenbei army camping and what does it have to do with the Tiansi?" Zi Qing sneered, "As for the monks in the Zhenbei army? They were originally invited to go with a generous salary, and now they don't even have wound medicine. You are those monks. Will you stay?"

"This..." Qi Mu hesitated.

But Ziqing waved her hand and said: "If you don't believe me, you can just go to the army to see and you will understand. How many monks are left in the Northern Zhenbei Army, and how many Yuanshen monks are there?"

"You give out the things in the warehouse, and they will be in the pockets of the leaders of the army in a blink of an eye. They were sent by the court after Lu Nanting's death. Even if the Zhenbei Army was wiped out, they would still have a place to go. This is Filling the pockets of the opportunity."

"This"

"Don't think about it so much, eat some dumplings, and then go on the road." Zi Qing pointed to the chair beside her and signaled Qi Mu to sit down.

"The three adults are here, so there is no place to be an official." Qi Mu shook his head quickly, "I still have some official documents from my colleagues from various places in Yunzhou, and also related to the Zhenbei Army, which must be dealt with in time. "

"What a fart! When Qin Jinsong was here, he accumulated a long time of business affairs, and he didn't see any big troubles in Yunzhou. Now that the Zhenbei Army is about to be wiped out, what trouble can be bigger than this?"

It was Shen Long who spoke. He put down the rolling pin, dusted off the flour on his apron, and looked at Lin Ji again.

"Almost?"

"I'll make the dumplings." Lin Ji replaced Shen Long with the stuffing bowl, stood in front of the chopping board, and started making dumplings skillfully.

While keeping his hands on his hands, he also smiled at Qi Mu by the way.

"Mr. Qi, you don't need to be restrained. When Lin was in charge of the capital, you often drank and chatted with me. Why are you so cautious when we meet now? You are also a person who deals with entering the Dao realm all day. Could it be that the three of us Can anyone make things difficult for you?"

Qi Mu smiled wryly, and finally sat down.

"Master Lin said it lightly."

Even if he knew that nothing would happen, but facing the gathering of the three You Tian officials who supervised Tiansi, this invisible pressure still existed after all.

Soon, Shen Long was carrying a big pot in the yard to boil water.

This pot was dismantled from the back kitchen of the restaurant in the city. A pot weighed twenty to thirty catties. The people in the restaurant couldn't take it away and didn't want to take it with them, so they took advantage of several people in the government office.

The water boiled, just as dozens of dumplings were made.

"Bei Shuang, put it in the pot."

"Here we come." Beishuang responded, and brought the dumplings neatly arranged on the plate to the side of the pot, and put them in one by one.

After a few minutes passed after the dumplings floated up, Zi Qing, who was watching from the side, couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out her hand to squeeze one out of the pot.

She stuffed it into her mouth, her face turned bitter.

"Mutton."

"The leeks haven't been wrapped yet, didn't you see that the stuffing is still here?" Lin Ji rolled his eyes, why are you so anxious?
After being busy, another half an hour passed.

Several people in the yard gathered around the table, each with a chair, each holding a vinegar dish.

And on the table, there were only a few plates of dumplings left, and they had already cooled down, so no one wanted to make a move.

"The taste of the dumplings is just right, and the fillings are well prepared." Zi Qing put down the vinegar plate, and praised with satisfaction, but she did not forget to criticize, "It's a pity that there are no lotus vegetables, which is a fly in the ointment."

Lin Ji ignored her.

Shen Long beside him burped and rubbed his stomach.

"Why, can you still eat enough?" Seeing this scene, Zi Qing sneered.

Shen Long shook his head.

"That's not true. I can eat another ten catties or a hundred catties, but that's not called enjoyment. It's called being full and having nothing to do."

After the words fell, Shen Long got up and let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Lin Ji and Zi Qing stood up together.

"The barbarian is just twenty miles outside the city, and the barracks of the Zhenbei Army are all within easy sight outside the city. Do you think Mocheng can still be defended tonight?"

"I can't keep it anymore." Lin Ji shook his head.

"Let's go then?" Shen Long raised his eyebrows.

"Let's go." Lin Ji nodded.

After the words fell, the three You Tianguan each looked at each other and disappeared almost at the same time.