Showdown, I'm a train

Chapter 53

The 38th year of Emperor Wenchang of Zhaoyang Kingdom
On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, it is winter.

The weather is getting colder.

Although on the whole, Zhaoyang Kingdom is located at the southern end of the human race's territory, and the climate is warm and humid.

But the Great Desolation fell in the northernmost part of the empire, and it had experienced three years of severe drought. Even if there was a heavy rain recently, it was far from mitigating the impact and losses caused by the three-year drought.

Residents in some big cities can barely make ends meet, but in some small villages and cottages, there have been incidents of exchanging children for food, and the people are struggling to survive.

now
Three hundred miles northwest of Chiyang City, there is a village named Sanyang.

Sanyang Village has more than [-] households and a population of nearly [-].It was originally a large village that can be counted among the surrounding villages, but after three years of drought, the villagers died and fled. Today, there are less than a hundred people left here.

The surrounding fourteen villages and eight towns are similar to this.

In three years, the population has dropped by [-]%. It can be said that the world is difficult, and the local area is very empty.

For this reason, the imperial court was furious and stripped off the black hats of many local officials on the spot. Those who ransacked their homes, those who were exiled, those who were imprisoned, and many were even sent to the guillotine on the spot.

All say the cause of its ineffectiveness in disaster resistance.

It's just that no matter how many officials are killed, they can't resist natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Today, more than a hundred villagers who stayed behind in Sanyang Village can no longer stay here.

Seven days ago, there was a child in the village who died and had a corpse. It was invulnerable to water and fire, and could not be destroyed. It looked like a zombie.Dozens of villagers died in the child's mouth.

The state of death was extremely horrific, as the corpse was completely shriveled, with protruding bones and muscles, and no flesh and blood remained.

Although Muramasa reported it to the imperial court, with the efficiency of the imperial court, no one would be sent to check it out for a while.

So, after a few more people died, the villager decided to take the rest of the villagers out of the village to hide.

"It's just...the sky is big and the earth is big, where can I find a place for the people of Sanyang Village? Is it possible that we have to abandon our homes and become refugees from Zhaoyang?"

"If that's the case, it's better to die in Sanyang Village."

A clan elder sighed again and again.

The hardships of refugees, and only those who have experienced them will know the hardships. It is no longer a suffering that human beings can resist.

Therefore, no matter how difficult it is, the remaining villagers in Sanyang Village are not willing to give up this safe place.

"Let's go, if you don't stay here, you will die in the hands of that boy sooner or later."

"Rather than die at the hands of that beast, I would rather leave Sanyang Village, maybe there is still a glimmer of life."

The villager sighed, stroked his beard, and saw the faces of the surrounding villagers were all yellow and thin, especially when he mentioned the child's stiffness, his face was full of fear. After his eyes flickered slightly, he seemed to say unintentionally: "Actually, it's okay to leave here. It’s not a dead end, the old man heard that in the north of Chiyang City, there are eminent monks who are merciful and compassionate, and there are also real dragons who protect all things, presumably as long as we go there, we will be resettled.”

"Although the journey is difficult, it's better than staying here. After all, the child is stiff..."

Before Muramasa could finish his words, there was a piercing howl suddenly from outside the house, just like the ferocious scream of a wild beast before it died.

"It's a child!"

"This beast has come out to hunt again, no, the big guy can't hesitate any longer, whether to leave Sanyang Village and go to Yanglong Temple to seek shelter, or stay here and wait to die, make a quick decision."

"I said beforehand that even if the fellow villagers refuse to leave, I will take my family and leave on my own. Even if I die from exhaustion on the road, I will never be the blood of that child!"

The village is full of justice, categorically speaking.

When the others heard that Muramasa was about to leave, their originally hesitant attitudes gradually changed.

After some discussion, they went back to their homes, packed their bags, and prepared to escape to Yanglong Temple.

……

And there are many other villages like Sanyang Village.

I don't know when, there are rumors that there are real dragons haunting the Yanglong Temple. The real dragon sees the people displaced, the people are in dire straits, and can't bear the suffering in the world, so the monks of the Yanglong Temple come forward to protect the displaced people.

Therefore, for those who cannot survive, fleeing to Yanglong Temple has become the only motivation to survive.

All of a sudden, hundreds of thousands of refugees began to move towards the location of Yanglong Temple in the entire Great Desolation, especially within a hundred miles of Chiyang City.

What's even more incredible is that these refugees actually have a map of the location of the Yanglong Temple in their hands. If there are demons who come out to obstruct them along the way, they will be stopped by some mysterious bald monks, and even killed on the spot.

For a while, the refugees believed that these monks were sent by the Yanglong Temple to protect them from migration, and their yearning for the Yanglong Temple deepened in their hearts.

……

Above a migratory team of 5000 refugees, several monks in black robes stood in the void.

Watch quietly.

Each of them has more or less a number engraved on some conspicuous parts.

The leader is the No. [-] sub-soul of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, the son mouse demon.

"Tsk tsk... They all say that the Buddha is merciful, Zishu, do you think this refugee dragon raising temple will be saved or not?"

The extremely beautiful young woman with 13 engraved on her forehead laughed and asked.

The Rat Devil turned back into a scholar with a feather fan and scarf. Hearing this, he pulled out his accompanying sword, wiped it, and said coldly: "What's the difference between saving and not saving?"

"Save, the large number of refugees will drag down the Yanglong Temple. Even if it has wealth accumulated for thousands of years, it cannot withstand such consumption."

"If you don't save it, the popularity accumulated by the Yanglong Temple for thousands of years will collapse in an instant. If we don't need to do it by then, the imperial court who has long disliked the Yanglong Temple will naturally not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Chiyang City The city lord, will definitely play the crown to celebrate."

When the woman heard the words, she nodded and sighed:
"In the final analysis, the imperial court is afraid of Yanglong Temple, not because of the Bodhisattva who does not know life and death in Yanglong Temple, nor the mysterious real dragon, but because of the belief and reputation it has accumulated in the Great Desolation Area for thousands of years."

"Without these, no matter how powerful the legendary real dragon is, comparable to a second-rank bodhisattva, it cannot stop the imperial court's determination to slay the dragon."

When it comes to the real dragon, Zishu is a little absent-minded, and he still remembers that shocking blow that day.

The fear of almost extinction is still fresh in my memory, and every time I think of it, I can't help but tremble all over.

That real dragon is really scary.

How could there be such a strong legend?

Even though these demons pretended to be calm, they still shuddered in the face of such a miraculous existence.

"That real dragon can fight No. 1 without losing, and its strength is close to crushing Zishu. It must be close to the first rank."

"I really can't imagine how these legendary beasts have cultivated to such a degree."

"However, don't underestimate a country that has been established for thousands of years. Even if Zhaoyang Kingdom is about to die, it is still a giant. When it gets angry, there are many taboo and evil things that can be used."

The person who spoke was a Taoist with an immortal demeanor.

It is the one next to the prince, why is he here?To be reduced to the same breed as a group of demons? !

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(End of this chapter)