Showdown, I'm a train

Chapter 59

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At the same time, the refugee camp.

A middle-aged man with simple clothes, but much cleaner than ordinary refugees, was lying on a rotten wooden table, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his rag bag, and began to write carefully.

The third day of February 39, Zhaoyang
Great Desolation

I write my last words here.

My surname is Li, my name is Fugui, and my name is Zhongjie.He was originally an Enke Jinshi in the 13th year of Emperor Wenchang.

After spending more than [-] years, after being promoted and demoted several times, he took up the post of magistrate of Qinglin County.However, due to unforeseen circumstances, the people were displaced due to the unfavorable resistance to the drought, and the people under the rule lost a large number of people, and they were dismissed and punished.

Fortunately, the imperial court missed my old love, and had classmates, teachers and students to help me, so I was not assigned to the border, but only demoted to a commoner.

I was honored and disgraced for half my life, and by a single thought, I misbelieved the words of the chief officer Yu Si who was in charge of the granary, and did not open the granary in time to release the grain, which led to starvation and death in the ruled land. It is sad and lamentable, hate it!
After writing this, Li Fugui stood up and let out a long breath, feeling unspeakably depressed.

After his emotions completely calmed down, he continued to write:
Looking back now, I suddenly realized that Yu Si in Qinglin County seemed to have problems a long time ago, but he was deceived by his subordinates at that time without knowing it.

Not only that, but the Yusi of other government offices also need to be investigated carefully. I think that the Shuoshu Demon, which has been frequently seen recently, is very likely to be related to these Yusi officials.

If the guess is true, it must be an earth-shattering event.Drought, food shortage, refugee incidents, etc., are very likely to be manipulated by an invisible hand behind the scenes.

The present situation where starvation is everywhere and the people are in dire straits is not only due to natural disasters, but even man-made.

Hope the court can investigate carefully.

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After writing this sentence, Li Fugui looked around again, his cautious state, as if some existence among the refugees wanted to threaten his life.

Is this the reason for the opening statement?
However, in the area where the refugees live, in order to prevent the evil spirits from hiding in it, Yanglong Temple sent people to patrol and inspect it almost every day. Even if the evil spirits had great abilities, they could only hide.

So in broad daylight, who would dare to kill him?

Li Fugui continued to write.

On the seventh day of January, I followed the refugees all the way to Yanglong Temple.

Yanglong Temple is thousands of miles away from Qinglin County, in a barren land full of wild beasts and evil spirits, it is extremely dangerous.I thought that most of the refugees would not be able to reach the legendary Yanglong Temple, and I would die on the road due to hunger and cold, but the strange thing is...

Li Fugui paused for a moment, reconfirming the safety of the surroundings. Seeing the warm sunshine shining on him, the coldness in his heart gradually dissipated.

keep writing...

The strange thing is that we didn't seem to know hunger or fatigue along the way.After walking in a daze for seven days and eight nights without eating anything, just a few days ago, he arrived at the refugee camp of Yanglong Temple inconceivably.

Looking back now, I still feel flustered.I have watched other refugees accompanying me, but none of them noticed anything wrong with this matter.The experience of seven days and eight nights seemed to be only a moment in their minds.

No one wonders why it can go so far without eating or drinking.No one thought about what happened to them.Everyone was immersed in the joy of arriving at Yanglong Temple and couldn't extricate themselves.

Weird, very weird.

In the past few days, I have been secretly investigating this matter, suspecting that there were evil spirits at work, but thinking about it carefully, I did not encounter any evil spirits on the way, and the only contact that can be counted was when the refugees set off, the head of Yusi, Qinglin County. The official once took out the last batch of grain for the refugees to use along the way.

And the difference between me and other refugees is that...

After writing this, Li Fugui took out a few pieces of blackened bran cakes from his backpack, looking at them with a hint of fear and relief.

He had long suspected that there was something wrong with Yu Si, and he was dissatisfied with the former chief officer's deceitful behavior, so he didn't eat the bran cake that Yu Si finally distributed to the refugees.

Originally, I was just keeping an eye out, and my heart was not going well.But now it seems that there is definitely a big problem with these things.

Even if he hadn't eaten it, the abnormal state appeared just by carrying it.

For nearly half a month without eating or drinking, even ordinary monks could not do it.

Evil things?

Or other weird existences?

It is obviously just an ordinary bran cake on the surface, why does it have such a weird effect?
The most important thing is that the existence of making these glutinous rice cakes, did they really have good intentions, and did so in order to allow refugees like them to rush to this place?

Li Fugui shook his head, on the contrary, he always felt that there was an evil spirit secretly fueling the flames.

Not to mention encountering a demon along the way, they didn't even encounter any ferocious wild beasts in the wilderness. They could be said to be walking towards the Yanglong Temple in a daze.

No danger, no obstacles, all the way smoothly.It was as if the heavens were making a way for them.

As the saying goes, every charity given by fate has already marked the price secretly.Li Fugui was vigilant in his heart. He had been investigating secretly for the past few days, and found that there were simply too many unreasonable things in their refugee team.

Gritting his teeth, he continued to write:
In the past few days, with the deepening of the secret investigation, I found that the state of our refugee team is very strange. Many people's skin began to appear stiff, but they were all hidden under their clothes.

cannot be easily detected.

In addition, some people began to be afraid of light, fire, and noisy human voices.My condition is slightly better, and the alienation is not obvious.It seems to be the reason why the bran bread was not eaten.

However, all of the above is not the most important.What made me even more terrified and puzzled was that I had secretly reported this incident to a holy monk of Yanglong Temple. At that time, the holy monk said convincingly that the people around him were fine, but only after my repeated requests Next, he said that he would report this matter to Yuanming, East Temple of Yanglong Temple.

However... to this day, no holy monk has appeared here again! ! !
Writing here, the fear in Li Fugui's heart is beyond words.

He said that he didn't know that the holy monk also had problems and was assassinated by evil spirits.Or is it that the holy monk... is also a part of the demon?

Just thinking like this, suddenly his body froze, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.Under the blue sky and white sun, there was a faint cool wind from behind.

The wind blows over the paper, blows it up and then falls it down again.

"You are really a smart person. He didn't even eat bran cakes. He observed secretly for so long. He was afraid that he would be affected and forget, so he had to write a diary record. He even wanted to pass the situation here to Yanglong Temple."

"Tsk tsk... If it wasn't for Yuan Ming... Forget it, it's useless to say more, after today, you will become one of the devils."

Li Fugui turned his head tremblingly, and saw a mouse, the size of a wheel, holding a bran cake in his hand, showing a human-like smile.

"Real dragon save me!"

Li Fugui couldn't help shouting out.

"Real dragon?"

"Haha, he can beat me..."

Boom!

An earth-shattering thunder came suddenly.

A vortex of fire suddenly appeared in the sky over the entire Yanglong Temple with a radius of fifty miles.

The fire was scorching, and the temperature rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Next second

hold head high! ! !
A dragon chant resounded through the sky.

"The real dragon... really came to save people!"

One person and one mouse burst out at the same time.

One is happy, the other is afraid.

The taste, only self-knowledge.

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