Raising the Demon

Chapter 159 A Singing Lyric Four Demon Kings
"Stop!" Zi Baifeng shouted, Ding Sanji's complexion changed, his hands trembled, but he didn't dare to say a word, he turned his head slowly and looked at Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng's face was frosty, and he stared at Ding Sanji coldly.

Zi Baifeng is not a fool. For the situation in Xiding Township, although Ding Sanji is responsible, it is definitely not the main responsibility. As the saying goes, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Without the formula of raising demons, he would not be able to feed and clothe the entire Xiding Township.

Don't look at the current Zibaifeng, it's just making Jiuyan Township barely fed and clothed.

But what he did just now made Zi Baifeng angry.

However, he thought in the blink of an eye that this kind of radical action was probably caused by the fact that he had lost face in front of the Shangguan. Now that he is the governor of the palace, he can't just rely on his own preferences to make decisions, and he shouldn't easily expose himself. Emotions, so in an instant, he retracted his expression, smiled and waved to the water.

With a soft "dong", the koi in the water tapped it gently with its mouth, and the small drum flew out of the water with splashes, and landed in Zi Baifeng's hands smoothly.

Gently shaking the water stains on the drum, Zi Baifeng said to Ding Sanji: "Sanji, don't worry about it, let me ask this sister-in-law."

He handed over the snare drum in his hand, and took out another piece of candy from his sleeve, luring the little girl to forget to cry, staring at his hand with wide round eyes.

The commoner girl dared not pick up the drum in Zi Baifeng's hand, Ding Gui watched vigilantly beside him, as if he was going to push Zi Baifeng away at any time, in his opinion, this young man who came with Ding Sanji could not be said to be Ding Sanji's accomplice .

"Ding Gui, you're blind, why don't you kneel down quickly, this is my lord of Mengcheng!" Seeing that Ding Gui was going to offend Zi Baifeng, Ding Sanji quickly scolded, Ding Gui took his own life in it, it's fine , don't implicate yourself.

Seeing that someone dared to be rude to Zi Baifeng, the two koi floated out of the water. As soon as the huge golden-red carp appeared, many people screamed: "Lord River God!"

"This is Master Xiucai..."

"Master Xiangzheng!"

There are all kinds of names, but Zi Baifeng doesn't know. He is a man who is expensive by monsters. For these men who live by the water, Zi Baifeng's koi cloud boat is much more famous than himself. Carp is even called the God of the River, and I didn't even know it was "the boat of Master Xiucai" and "the real boat of Jiuyan Township". One winter, many people in Xiding Township fled to Jiuyan Township to beg for a living. So I know that his township is right. As for the Fujun's boat, how do these villagers know who the Fujun is now?The news hasn't reached here yet.

I don't know who knelt down first, the men and women of the fishermen knelt down on the ground, Ding Gui hesitated for a long time, and knelt down too, the woman in sarong traveled all over the world, but she was well-informed, as you can tell from Zi Baifeng's fine clothes Not waiting for others to wait, she had already knelt down at this time, and after such a toss, the little girl on her back burst into tears again.

"Get up, get up!" Zi Baifeng quickly got everyone up, and then asked the woman in the sarong gently, "Sister-in-law, what's your name, where are you from?"

"My slave's family calls Hong Gu Niang, but her husband's family is from Yangyang in Nancheng." Hong Gu Niang said, she traveled all over the world, but what she said was her stage name.

"Yangyang..." Zibaifeng took a deep breath. The so-called Yangyang is the sun of Yangshui, but it is not too far from Zibaifeng's sub-village, but it was hit by the disaster together with the sub-village.

"Ten years ago, when the Yanghe River was flooded, my family and my husband fled famine together. After three years of famine, we settled down in a village in Nancheng. Later, the village had no harvest. I just had Huier at that time. Save something for us to eat, and starve to death..."

Having said that, Hong Guniang's voice became even hoarse, and the little girl behind her back also stopped crying, and her little hands tightly grasped Hong Guniang's sarong.

Zi Baifeng closed his eyes, feeling unspeakable pain in his heart.

If it was in the previous life, who would know who would die first and who would die later when the famine came?
Now he knows it, he has heard it and seen it too many times.

If there is really no food, the man will starve to death first, and after the man starves to death for two days, the woman will also starve to death, and finally the child will starve to death...

He still remembers the time when his father was so hungry that he held his hand tightly, refusing to let go, the unspeakable pain and nostalgia...

Thinking of this, Zi Baifeng shook his head quickly, shaking off the memory of the extreme fear, everything has passed, it has passed.

Whether it's the aura of heaven and earth, Xia Junguo, or the desert, don't even try to take away anyone around him!

In this world, if you want to challenge me, then come!
I'm afraid you won't make it!
"Your name is Hui'er?" Zi Baifeng handed the candy to the little girl behind Hong Guniang, stretched out her hand, and said, "Your mother is already tired, come on, come down and play by yourself."

The little girl opened her eyes wide and looked at him with some fear, but she didn't struggle and let him hug her off her mother's back.

Zi Baifeng put her down, and then walked back to the boat, and took down a lot of pastries in a short time. Little Shitou was greedy, and Zi Baifeng's boat always had a lot of pastries.

"Come on, eat, don't be afraid." Zi Baifeng handed it to Hong Guniang, Hong Guniang grabbed Hui'er, the two women knelt on the ground together, thanked Zi Baifeng, and then ate the pastry voraciously. It was already very dry, and I choked and hiccupped.

A fisherman's girl brought hot water, two koi dived into the water, and after a short while threw two big fish to the shore, and the fisherman named Ding Gui silently picked up the fish.

Although Ding Sanji didn't want Zi Baifeng to stay here, he didn't dare to speak. He was quite excited and rushed over. He got a few chairs from somewhere and let Zi Baifeng sit down. Well, he hesitated for a moment, and still gave it to Hong Guniang, and stood behind Zi Baifeng himself.

But Hong Guniang didn't dare to sit down, the two of them squatted on the ground, stuffing the food into their mouths hungrily, it seemed that they were really going crazy with hunger.

Seeing Hong Guniang, Zi Baifeng couldn't help but think of his father and himself back then. Both men were so difficult, let alone these two women?In this troubled world, the two mothers really don't know how much they have suffered.

But Zi Baifeng didn't forget the business, he saw that the red drum girl was full, so he asked, "Sister-in-law, what's the name of that song you just sang?"

"It's called Yangyang Flower Drum, and it was taught by my husband's family." Hong Guniang said hastily. When the couple fled, they carried a drum on their backs, half performing arts and half begging. It was similar to Zishi and his son.

Zi Baifeng took the small drum, which was less than one foot square, and patted it lightly. The sound of the drum was clear and mellow. listen to yourself.

"The part you sang just now..."

"My lord, please forgive me..." Hong Guniang quickly knelt down again, and said, "That part of the libretto... was remade by the servant."

Hong Guniang is also very smart. She has traveled far and wide, and she also knows that the villagers are actually most interested in compiling lyrics that slander her parents and officials, and they are the easiest to resonate with, because they are naturally on the opposite side.

Ding Sanji breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that such things had already started to be sung.

"Sing me another verse, just sing the verse just now, what's the original word?"

The red drum girl didn't hold back, and gave her a big blessing, beating the drum with both hands, and began to sing.

"Say Jinyang, say Jinyang, Jinyang is a good place.

Since the emergence of the Four Demon Kings, there has been a shortage of nine years in ten years.

Large families sell their farms, while small families sell their sons.

There are no children to sell in the slave family, and they walk around with flower drums on their backs.

White clouds cross the Yangjiang River thousands of miles away, and flower drums go out of Jinyang in three links.

Jinyang has four monster kings, and the mountains and rivers are dry and lifeless.

A concubine's hobby is only self-pity, don't hold a pipa, it's worthless.

Singing flower drums, crossing the Meng River, but there are more tears than waves.

Zi Baifeng listened and listened, but his complexion changed. "

Yangjiang is Yangshui, crossing the Menghe River, crossing the Yangjiang River, and escaping from a place called Jinshui Zhiyang. This is a history of escape.

However, the two sentences mentioned in it made Zi Baifeng suspicious.

Since the emergence of the four demon kings, there have been nine years of drought in ten years; since the emergence of the four demon kings in Jinyang, the mountains and rivers have withered and lacked aura.

Ten years and nine years of famine, isn't it a true portrayal of various places in Mengcheng now?

And the mountains and rivers are withered and lifeless... Zibai Fengfeng can't help but think of the dead desert.

Where is Jinshui?Zi Baifeng has never heard of it, maybe the place has been submerged under the yellow sand long ago, and this song was made up by those who fled.

But many of them, such as "Four Demon Kings", Zi Baifeng has never heard of.

Ever since he saw the Desert of Death, Zi Baifeng has been looking for answers everywhere. Every time he asks his husband, he sighs and shakes his head. He doesn’t want to say anything more. Zi Baifeng knows his temperament. If he doesn’t say anything, he will definitely ask. Nothing came out.Maybe this is not what I should know, and it is not a good thing for me to know.

However, in Zi Baifeng's life, the most uncontrollable thing is his thirst for knowledge.

Especially when this matter is really related to their own interests.

Going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, Zi Baifeng searched all the clues he could find, including township annals and county annals, but he couldn't find any records.

There is a power in the dark, it does not allow people to remember history, does not allow people to learn from history, it is destroying all records.

But this world is so miraculous, so stubborn, things that have been erased from the history books can be passed down through word of mouth, even if the wheels of history have crushed all the traces of the past, they can't crush them The instinct of human beings to engrave history.

Because this is the most fundamental difference between human beings and all other creatures.

At this time, Zi Baifeng only wants to praise the greatness of human beings, and praise the insignificant and even insignificant people. They are all using their own power to fight against the world and change everything.

Four demon kings!
What do these four demon kings have to do with the loss of spiritual energy in the world and the death desert swallowing everything?
What does all this indicate?
　Go back home today and continue to be busy~ I have rushed to a chapter, and the next step of the plot has already come out.

　　Thank you brothers and sisters for your blessings and rewards, and I will thank you one by one when I am done, thank you!
　　PS, the libretto comes from Fengyang Flower Drum "Fengyang Song".

　　
　
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