She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 35

Although He Miao was curious about what caused the noise outside the ruined temple, she didn't want to meet other people in the world of cultivating immortals.

Based on the principle of self-preservation, he got out of a dilapidated hole in the wall and left quickly.

No matter whether it is the surname Zhang who made Liang Zi with her, or Zhuan Sunyuan who was used by her, including other people in Zixiao Peak, He Miao is not the opponent of these people right now. It's best to drive.

He Miao walked around from the back of the ruined temple, listening to the noise and cries outside, as if they were arguing about something.

He Miao walked in the opposite direction, but the alleys here were criss-crossed, like a maze, and He Miao tried to avoid the source of the noise as much as possible, and inadvertently returned to the back wall of the old house he passed by just now.

The sick old man was still lying on the bed, dying, but the old woman had disappeared.

He Miao walked around the house, walked to the front, looked across the yard, and found that the kitchen smoke was rising, the old woman was bending over, the steaming porridge was boiled on the stove, she scooped up a bowl and handed it to The kid in green clothes and red pants that He Miao had seen just now.

The scene in front of me is so familiar.

In one of the few happy memories of He Miao's previous life, there was a white-haired old man who was busy at the stove, feeding her various foods.

Only later, things changed and people changed, and the two were separated by yin and yang.

After her mother died of illness, without the protection of the old man, He Miao lived a life of being dependent on others.

He Miao glanced at the scene in front of him, then left the place quietly.

Life and death matter, forgive her for being powerless.

He Miao shuttled around Qingniu Town. Qingniu Town was not a big place, but it was a quaint town. He Miao quickly walked to the periphery, and finally found out what the people outside were making noise about.

This place has been surrounded by officers and soldiers.

Qingniu Town lives near the water, and the ferry crossing of the waterway has been sealed, and the roads leading to other places on both sides are also heavily guarded by officers and soldiers.

He Miao didn't want to cause more trouble at first, but now he felt bad, and went straight to the source of the noise.

I saw Zhuan Sunyuan and the other three confronting the officers and soldiers at the same spot, but no figure of Zhang was seen.

He Miaomao was in a corner, pricking up his ears to listen carefully to the contents of the debate, the more he listened, the more serious his face became.

A plague broke out here, and the local government didn't think about helping it immediately. Instead, they directly sent heavy troops to block the place, intending to burn the entire Qingniu Town and all the people inside.

The plague here has probably spread for a few days, and the wealthy families have already fled, leaving behind only some poor families who are old, weak, sick, or already infected. He Miao just roughly calculated that there are still hundreds of people.

Unexpectedly, the government is so worthless!
He Miao heard the blue-clothed young man's indignation and agitation, and said to the bearded man dressed like an officer and soldier:

"This is a real person! Are you still human?"

The bearded man was already impatient, he just stared angrily, and cursed in a rough voice: "I don't care what kind of nonsense cultivators you are, or what kind of magic stick, I will warn you one last time, if you don't leave, you will be shot!"

Full of arrogance.

After all, the man waved his hand, and a row of black officers and soldiers in heavy armor stepped forward, holding sharp spears, and quickly surrounded the three of them.

The boy in blue was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and he was about to draw out the sword in his hand, and confront this group of unreasonable officers and soldiers head-on.

He wanted to see whether it was he, the sword cultivator of Tianxuanmen, whose sword was fast, or whether the spears of this group of officers and soldiers who took human life as a joke were sharp.

Another man in blue stretched out his hand to stop him, and only persuaded in a low voice: "Senior Brother Yun, you must not act impulsively, this matter has to be discussed in the long run. Natural cultivators of my generation should save the people from fire and water..."

He Miao saw that this person looked quite old, honest and loyal, and he was obviously much more cautious in his words and actions than the blue-clothed boy, so he wanted to hear what he could do.

I only heard this person change the subject, and then said sadly:
"I hate me, Mr. Wu, for my meager abilities, and the few of us who don't know medical skills. The people here are all infected with diseases, and it is difficult to die well. Even if we can't control this matter for a while, we can't control it for the rest of our lives."

The implication is that early death and late death are death, so it is better to leave it alone.

The blue-clothed boy clenched his fists, subconsciously feeling that what this Junior Brother Wu said was wrong, but he was stupid for a while, and didn't know what to say to refute.

He Miao listened to the sarcasm in his heart. Zixiao Peak of Tianxuanmen claimed to be the largest cultivating sect in the Three Realms, but in the end it raised a group of sanctimonious, high-ranking hypocrites.

He Miao has gained a lot of insight today that he can still say such high-sounding and upright words after a lot of prevarication.

She turned her head to look at Zhuan Sunyuan, and she could tell that Zhuan Sunyuan was the one with the highest cultivation level.

I saw that his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were downcast, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking in his eyes.

"Senior brother Zhuansun, listen to my advice. Immortal cultivators shouldn't interfere too much in the affairs of the world. Besides, we have been here for too long, and you came back late last time. If you do it again, I'm afraid the master will Zun over there..."

The man in blue turned around and began to persuade Zhuan Sunyuan earnestly.

Immortal cultivators should not get too involved in human affairs, and He Miao naturally knows this hidden rule in the world of immortal cultivation.

But this requirement means that immortal cultivators should not intervene too much in human affairs, such as intervening in royal family disputes in the world, and cannot do whatever they want in the world and kill innocent people indiscriminately.But it never said that cultivators should not be allowed to save the lives of ordinary people.

This man surnamed Wu looks loyal, but in fact he is extremely treacherous, full of fallacies, and is simply nonsense.

The bearded man saw that the two were determined not to listen to persuasion, so he snorted coldly and said: "I see that you are shameless, since you don't want to leave, let's be buried together.

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps back, drew out his sword, raised his right arm high, and shouted orders to the officers and soldiers under him.

"Come here, pour oil."

The black soldiers began to roll the huge wooden barrels, and the wooden vats rolled collectively, rumbling on the ground.

He Miao was horrified, she clearly knew that it was full of tung oil, which would ignite when exposed to fire.

A pungent smell scolded the entire Qingniu Town, causing the sky to change color for a moment.

Zhuan Sunyuan and the other three changed their expressions at the same time.

"Second brothers, let's leave quickly."

The person surnamed Wu was still trying to persuade the other two to leave.

Seeing the blue-clothed boy surnamed Yun, He Miao was so angry that the veins on his face bulged, but he didn't know what to do when he was surnamed Wu.

A row of soldiers followed closely behind, holding huge torches in their hands, and the blazing flames were burning wantonly, ready to engulf everything in front of them at all times, turning this small town near the water into ashes.

In the nick of time, right now.

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