Violent sword repair teaches you to be a human being

Chapter 104 The Sword Cultivator with Destroyed Immortal Bones ([-])

Just as everyone was discussing the regulations for the reconstruction of Qianlian City, and had just discussed a rough plan, there was suddenly the sound of gongs, drums, and music outside the hall.

"what happened?"

It is unreasonable that there are still people beating gongs and drums like this in the face of the people in Qianlian City who are struggling to make ends meet.

Could it be that there is some happy event in the city?Although life is difficult, it is not guaranteed. It is also rare for those who are well-to-do to make up for the ceremony.

But why did the sound of gongs and drums sound like they were getting closer... The sound of "bang bang, clang, clang" kept pouring into people's ears.

The voice was so disturbing that everyone lost their minds about discussing matters.

Lin Zhen had no choice but to put down the draft in his hands, and said helplessly to everyone: "Let's go, go out and see what's going on."

Lin Zhen and his party walked out of the palace gate and looked outside, only to see a procession that was too long to see the end, walking towards the Golden Palace.

There are eight people at the front of the team beating gongs and drums, and there are many people behind. Some of them are carrying carts of wheat and rice together, some of them are holding cattle and sheep, and some of them are holding carts. With chicken and duck...

Those wheat, rice, cattle and sheep are all tied with bright red silk, which flutters gently in the wind.

Looking at this scene, the disciples almost thought that these people were welcoming relatives or sending off their daughters for marriage.

But although this team was beating jubilant gongs and drums and wearing festive red silk, there was no joy on the faces of these people, but a hollow indifference.

In the team, there was a certain cart with immature young girls instead of grain livestock.Their faces also have indifferent expressions that do not match their age, and their chests are like rice, cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, covered with a bright red satin.

This scene looks a little weird.Oh my god, did you encounter some supernatural event?
Someone asked that Aunt Zhang: "What are they doing?"

Aunt Zhang looked at the team and said with a wry smile: "Today is the fifteenth day. The former Xia Xianguan stipulated that everyone in the city should come to offer their offerings on the first and fifteenth day of every month. They are here for Xia Xianguan offered."

Oh, so it was Xia Jing who made it up again.

Some disciples asked: "The city has become like this, and the people are almost starving to death. Where did they get the offerings for him?"

Aunt Zhang wiped her eyes and said, "Sell your children and daughters, take people to the nearby counties and counties in exchange, and you can always make up..."

Some people couldn't understand why they insisted on making offerings to the immortal officials instead of running away in this situation: "I have gone to other counties and counties to exchange things and came back, why not just run away?"

"Where can we escape?" Aunt Zhang lamented leisurely when she heard the words, "The nearby counties know the situation of Qianlian City, and they only opened a small place for us to exchange things, and they can't go to other places at all. Some people secretly Fleeing to Wangyue County in the east, didn’t he still get caught by the local fairy officials and throw all the corpses back?”

It seems that the immortal officials around here are all colluding.

Lin Zhen looked at the hopeless girls in the middle of the line, pointed in that direction with his hand, and asked, "Where are those girls, what are they here for?"

She had already noticed something, and now she just felt that she should have chopped Xia Jing into pieces just now.

Sure enough, as she expected, Aunt Zhang's words also confirmed her thoughts: "Those girls are also offerings to Xia Xianguan."

Lin Zhen rubbed his fingers on the scabbard, and asked, "Has Xia Jing also had this kind of offering before?"

"Yes, every time." Aunt Zhang thought about it for a while, "There are about ten girls every time."

But they didn't see a girl of this age in Xianguan Mansion.

Lin Zhen's eyes were slightly sullen, and he lowered his voice and asked, "So those girls..."

Aunt Zhang replied in a natural tone: "Of course he is dead. I don't know how many corpses were thrown by the Xianguan Mansion on the mass graves outside the city."

Lin Zhen was silent: This world of cultivating immortals seems a little outrageous.Are these people cultivating immortals or demons?
Aunt Zhang looked at her somewhat stern face, and said cautiously: "Immortal...Official Xia Xian has already left, do you want to bring him back?"

Xia Jing, this bastard, if he really bumped into her hand in the future, he would definitely be chopped off.

Lin Zhen put this matter aside for the time being, and said: "Okay, let's go out and explain to the folks first, and let them take those offerings back."

In such a famine year, how important is that load of wheat and rice to the people, maybe it will allow the people in a village to survive until next spring.

While they were saying these few words, the leader of this team had already arrived at the steps outside the Golden Palace. He put down the things in his hands and did not look up. Farewell to all the immortals! The five hundred catties of rice offered by Shanyuan Village is here, please inspect it by the immortal officials!"

Everyone looked at the white rice placed under the steps, and was silent for a while.

These rice grains should be life-saving grains for the common people, and now they are placed on the same snow-white steps as offerings to an immortal official who does not need these things at all.

The few villagers who offered the rice did not hear the sound, and did not dare to look up, so the people behind also stopped there, lowered their heads, and did not dare to make a sound, and the sound of beating gongs and drums also died down. .

Lin Zhen took a step forward and stepped up the steps, and said as he walked down the steps: "Everyone, please get up. You don't have to come and hand in offerings to Xianguan Xia anymore."

Does it seem to be different from the Xia Xianguan's voice they heard before?
A villager boldly looked up at Lin Zhen and asked, "This... Immortal, has Xianguan Xia left Qianlian City?"

In fact, Xia Jing had shown signs of running away with money before, and now if someone told them that Xia Jing had abandoned Qianlian City, it would not seem very surprising.

Lin Zhen smiled and said, "Yes, that Xianxian Xia was driven away by us."

This answer surprised the villagers.

"Yes, is it..." A villager hesitated for a long time after hearing the words, and then hesitantly said to Lin Zhen, "However, that Xianguan Xia has a lot of background, and the backing behind him is very big..."

"It doesn't matter, his backer is dead." Lin Zhen smiled, "Don't worry about him coming back for revenge. You can take these offerings back. At this moment, everyone is in need of food."

(End of this chapter)