Raising the Demon

Chapter 715 Gathering Mobei to explore Youzong

Mr. An couldn't deny that the reason why he went to watch the sunset every day was to escape his father's always heavy eyes, and this kind of self-destructive self-exile.

Mr. An hasn't had a good day since he became the magistrate of Mobei Prefecture.

Half of the land in Mobei Prefecture is desert, and the remaining third is Gobi desert and wasteland. The land that can be cultivated is only one tenth of the entire Mobei Prefecture, and there are even fewer good fields.

And this kind of harsh environment makes the aborigines of Mobei Prefecture extraordinarily fierce and aggressive, not to mention, the sand people living in the desert are even more thorny. There are many leaders of the sand bandits, and the Mobei fierce wolf is considered principled, while the other sand bandit groups have developed to the point where they rob all those who are not sand people.

So Master An has two worries.

One is the Sandman riots.

One is tax pressure.

It is said that being an official for thousands of miles is only for money. Mr. An has been an official for so many years, but he has almost put his own family in it. Two or three bustling streets, seven or eight hundred real state residents, his prefect is not even comparable to the power of the governors of other places.

Recently, Master An's two troubles have escalated sharply in an instant.

The sand people don't know why, they seem to be crazy, and they are plundering wildly. Not only some caravans passing through the desert have suffered, but even ordinary residents living near the desert have suffered. All kinds of reports asking for support As the news continued to spread to Mobei Mansion, Mr. An could only stare blankly, because he had no one to send out to support him.

To make matters worse, this year's tax increase has almost doubled. I don't know how many times Mr. An looked at the empty warehouse, wanting to cry but not crying.

Even Mr. An would blame himself, what crime did he do in his previous life?

When Xue Congshan finally saw the city gate of Mobei Prefecture, he had an urge to immediately tell his lord that this bastard Ji Yan was so insane that he actually sealed this kind of broken place to his lord?

Is this really a state capital?This is not even as good as the old gates of Mengcheng!
In the Kingdom of Heaven, there is such a place?
Aren't all the kingdoms of heaven extremely prosperous?
But Xue Congshan quickly realized that this fiefdom was chosen by Zi Baifeng himself.

Perhaps...it is because this place is so desolate and poor that adults choose this place?

In an instant, his thoughts changed, because Zi Baifeng was synonymous with greatness and correctness in his mind.

He didn't want to think about even a little bad about adults.

Mr. An naturally saw Xue Congshan's expression in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "I don't know why you came here, but no matter what you came for, you came to the wrong place."

"No." Xue Congshan jumped off the pony and stood on the ground with both feet. The sadness and pain were even deeper, almost penetrating into his soul directly.

He stood outside the city gate, through the city gate, looked at the long street inside the city gate, passing pedestrians, rough buildings, and once again strengthened his mind.

"I've come to the right place."

Something was touched in Mr. An's eyes, and he looked sideways at Xue Congshan.

"Do you know?" Xue Congshan's eyes were shining endlessly: "Starting today, this place will change!"

The once Mengcheng was so desperate and full of pain.

And now?

Mengcheng is simply a blessed place on earth, able to keep all pain away.

Why can't people here enjoy this kind of happiness and joy?

Why should they live in pain and despair?

Xue Congshan opened his hands, as if he wanted to embrace this world.

A divine thought passed through the earth in all directions through the "Exploring the Secret Art" he practiced.

"Xue Congshan, the lord of the Tanyou Sect, is here to summon all the nearby Tanyou Sect disciples. I am here. We want to change this world. Please follow my call and come to Mobei Mansion. I will wait for you here with my lord."

Then Xue Congshan lowered his head and looked at the soil mixed with sand grains.

What Zi Baifeng changed was not just one Mengcheng, but the hearts of thousands of people who were willing to pay for a better world and hope for a better world.

The silent earth could not speak, but it conveyed Xue Congshan's call.

On the top of the majestic mountain, a skinny young man wearing worn-out straw sandals, braved the raging wind and snow, climbed to the top of the mountain step by step, sat on the ice rock on the top of the mountain, and smiled on his face.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked to the south.

In the depths of the desert, a group of skinny wolves are resting in the desert.

Among the wolves, there was a yellow-furred, thin-waisted and thin-legged hound lying there with its eyes closed.

Suddenly, it moved its head, raised its head, and looked towards the east.

"Aw!" The wolves howled suddenly, one after another.

Beside a dry river, a lunatic Taoist priest in rags stumbled forward, as if he could fall at any time, but he didn't know how many miles he had traveled along the way.

Behind him, followed by a black and strong young man, he followed behind without saying a word, gritted his teeth.

The soles of his shoes were worn out, and every step he took left a bloody footprint.

Suddenly, the Taoist raised his head, seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be saying to the young man, "I'm leaving."

"Master, Master, don't leave me behind!"

"I'm not your master."

"You saved my life, you are my only family member, and you are my master!"

This kind of dialogue has happened many times in the previous dozens of days. The boy was still a fat boy in vain at that time.

"Hey... idiot, I have already recommended you to join my friend's sect, so why bother to suffer with me, a crazy Taoist?"

"As long as you are with Master, you will not suffer!"

"Fool, idiot, that's all... let's go!" The mad Taoist suddenly reached out and grabbed the boy's shoulders, and then with the wind under his feet, he used the land magic technique and floated away.

In the east, in the south...

On the top of a mountain, at the bottom of a river, in a mountain village, or in a city, people suddenly turned their heads and looked in a certain direction.

The place where their eyes converged was Mobei Mansion.

"Do you have a place to stay in Mobei Mansion?" Mr. An asked Xue Congshan.

Xue Congshan smiled, but did not speak.

Where can they stay when they explore the Youzong?

"Then... there will be a period later." Mr. An said.

"You and I are destined, we will meet again in the future." Xue Congshan said.

Mr. An shook his head, turned around and got into the car.

Everyone in Mobei Prefecture knows that Mr. An was dispatched to this kind of place because he stood on the wrong team and failed in the political struggle. He has been an official here for more than 20 years, and he has never left from the Fujun to the Zhizhou. Mobei Prefecture, maybe in the future he will have to die of old age in office.

But this does not affect the fact that Mr. An is the number one yamen in Mobei Prefecture.

Although Mobei Mansion is small, although the sparrow is small and has all five internal organs, there are many things to play and enjoy.

(End of this chapter)