Xuanxia

Chapter 591 Natural and man-made disasters
A group of petty officials who were afraid of taking responsibility rode their horses at a speed far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Before those slowly moving refugees entered Tianshou Village, they had already rushed back, followed by a large number of petty officials and...soldiers.

They even brought the garrison of Anyue City.

Of course, Anyue City did not have so many cavalrymen, and these defenders almost all ran here on foot. Fortunately, there were many people practicing martial arts in the army, and a journey of twenty or thirty miles was not too far or tiring for them.

Soon, they built a long fence in front of Tianshou Village.

These defenders did not put their spears or lances on the fences and point them at the incoming refugees, but they still had tense faces and clenched their weapons, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

At this time, Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu certainly could not walk to the front.

They sat with Liang Guangchang on a small hill higher up in the village, looking at all this.

"It seems that Panyang City is no longer viable."

Liang Guangchang, who had just woken up, sighed, "Half a month ago, I exchanged letters with Brother Liu. He said that the epidemic there was much more serious and hoped that I could spare some time to go there. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to do so yet..."

After calming down, he explained, "Brother Liu is the owner of the largest clinic in Panyang City. We studied medicine together back then."

Fu Qingzhou didn't know how to comfort her and sighed.

Ning Wushu stared at the actions of the defenders and asked, "Dr. Liang, in your opinion, how will they treat these refugees?"

"The commander of the Anyue City garrison is Chi Tiancong... This kid is kind, but he is usually too timid to make decisions on his own."

"As for the prefect Yang of Anyue City... he is old and will retire next year. He does things in a proper manner and will not overstep the mark in the slightest."

Liang Guangchang said, "I think they will not dare to let the refugees in. They will probably set up camp for the refugees on the riverbank, provide porridge and medical care, and then report to the governor of Wanbao Province and wait for the order."

Ning Wushu nodded slightly, his expression solemn: "That's enough."

Liang Guangchang smiled bitterly: "Alas... It seems that this time, I will die of exhaustion on the riverbank."

Fu Qingzhou said nothing and looked deeply at the refugees.

These refugees were already close to Tianshou Village at this time, and naturally saw the guards holding weapons.

Then, there was a deafening cry.

"Master! Please let us pass! We want to go to Anyue City!"

"We are going to die! We don't want to die!"

"Panyang City doesn't want us anymore! Please, give us a chance to live!"

"You have Dr. Liang, he will definitely be able to save us! Save us!"

"I, I am also a garrison soldier! I am a garrison soldier of Panyang City! I have not been discharged from the army yet! Can you let me go? I can help you guys after I cure my illness!"

As these refugees cried, some of them began to kneel down and kowtow. Then more and more people knelt down, kowtowed and cried non-stop.

A general stepped out from the defenders, probably the General Chi that Liang Guangchang mentioned. He shouted something with all his might, but perhaps because his face was covered with cloth, his voice was completely suppressed by the cries of the refugees.

"Something's going to happen." Fu Qingzhou frowned.

Sure enough, almost at the moment he spoke, a refugee who was kneeling on the ground and crying raised his head.

The refugee's eyes flashed with strong resentment and resentment, and he roared, "You all want us to die! If that's the case, we'll die together! If you get sick, you'll be the same as us!"

"Brothers, why are you still kneeling? If you want to die, take them with you!"

After saying that, he suddenly got up and rushed towards General Chi like crazy!
His words and actions seemed to have irritated some people. Along with a few cries and roars, a few more people climbed up like him and rushed towards the fence!

General Chi's pupils shrank.

The guards in the front row were extremely nervous. They quickly placed their spears and lances on the fence, pointing their sharp tips at the refugees. "Don't! Don't!"

General Chi shouted, trying to get the defenders to retract their spears, but weren't the defenders nervous too?
The refugees at the front had extremely hideous faces. The dirt on their faces made their expressions even more terrifying. Their bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent to die together...

How could the defenders remain calm in the face of such a scene?

General Chi tried his best to stop a few defenders, but he could not control more of his men, nor could he suppress the bloodbath that was about to break out.

In a blink of an eye, the refugees rushed up, and the front-line defenders also clenched their spears and were ready to stab them!

Not far away, Ning Wushu suddenly turned around and glared at Fu Qingzhou: "Why are you pulling me!"

When the first refugee jumped up, she was about to move, but was held back by Fu Qingzhou.

"Sister Wushu, calm down!"

Fu Qingzhou said in a deep voice: "There is a driving force behind all this! They don't want to see a river of blood!"

Liang Guangchang said nothing, remained hunched over and silent.

The next moment, just as a gun tip was about to pierce the refugee's neck, a bright Buddha light suddenly lit up.

No one knew where it came from, but the moment it appeared it calmed everyone's hearts. Wherever the Buddha's light reached, all the refugees rushing forward were like hitting a soft wall, and were all bounced back lightly and fell to the ground.

The spears and lances were also lifted up by an invisible force, and all the defenders retreated half a step or two uncontrollably.

Then, in the astonished gaze of the crowd, the Buddha's light slightly converged, revealing the source of the light - a plain white cassock.

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank: "Foyi! Li Qing is here!"

But the next moment, the Buddhist robe floated away and drifted towards the Hongjiang River not far away. A medium-sized boat appeared on the Hongjiang River and headed towards the shore.

Li Qing... or Yuanzhao, he did not show up, but another monk who had never been seen before walked out in the light. This monk was about forty years old. He landed lightly on the ground, with his back to the defenders and facing the refugees. He clasped his hands together, with a compassionate face, and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Fu Qingzhou!"

Ning Wushu lowered his voice and angrily said to Fu Qingzhou: "Even if you guessed right...but what if you guessed wrong just now!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled, stretched out his other hand, opened his palm, and there were a few copper coins lying on his palm.

"Sister Wushu, remember, you have to be extra careful when lurking."

He said: "Even if we want to attack, we shouldn't show up... strike and run, leaving no trace. Otherwise, wouldn't we be exposed now?"

Ning Wushu looked at him steadily, and after a long while he sighed: "You are right."

On the other side, the monk smiled and said softly: "Namo Bai'ernan Buddha... All donors, do not despise yourselves, do not kill or injure others, I... will relieve your suffering."

As he spoke, the boat on the river also docked.

On the boat, a group of bald monks can be vaguely seen. One of them is hidden behind the other monks. He is wearing a white Buddhist robe and his facial features are blurred in the light.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes: "Ha, I'm lucky."

"Is that Li Qing?" Ning Wushu asked in a low voice.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Hui Jue is unlikely to let anyone else wear that Buddhist robe - it will most likely be him."

Just then, Liang Guangchang stood up.

"I'm going to take a look."

He said in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to investigate how they treat Zangshi disease? Without me, you would be at a loss... Just follow me."

(End of this chapter)