After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Ping'an Town is the southernmost town in the Eastern Chu Kingdom. It has a small population, many mountains and little land.

Legend has it that there are twelve mountains in the southernmost part of Ping'an Town.

Legend has it that in one of the mountains, there is a tomb of an unknown emperor, which contains countless gold, silver and jewels. Unfortunately, no one has found it yet.

Legend has it that a white snake demon as big as a house is buried in a mountain.

The white snake demon can transform into a beauty, specializing in seducing beautiful men in the world and sucking their essence to become immortals.

Legend has it that these twelve mountains were transformed into the hair of Empress Nuwa, which is why these twelve mountains are so dense.

Legend has it that no one lived here thousands of years ago.

It was twelve good brothers who moved in with their families to escape the disaster of war.

Later, the twelve brothers fought over the fairy who fell from the sky.

After the fairy flew away, the twelve brothers each occupied a mountain and looked at each other from a distance until death.

"Are there really fairies in the mountains?"

A man interrupted the old man telling the story with a mute voice: "Is the seven fairies that are said to be the fairy who fell from the sky?"

The old man who told the story shook his head: "I didn't know that."

One person said: "It shouldn't be the case. One is from a thousand years ago and the other is from now. They don't match up in time."

Others who heard the story thought it made sense.

The man lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then looked at everyone: "What do you think? Do you believe it or not?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and then you shake your head and nod: "I don't know either."

So someone asked back: "Do you still remember the poisonous mosquito incident last year? So many doctors said it couldn't be cured, but the water in the town well can cure it."

"It is said that the water in the town well is the nectar of the Queen of the Purifying Vase. I remember correctly, right?"

"Didn't Jing Zhuo from our village carry the well water on his back to other towns to sell it? After making a lot of money, he went to the capital with the well water on his back and hasn't come back yet. Maybe he has become a big landowner long ago. .”

"Is Fairy Little Seven really a fairy from the mountains?"

"It must be the case. The temple of Queen Jing Ping was built there. Why not?"

"I believe that Queen Jing Ping is a fairy, but this Little Seventh Fairy doesn't know how she spread this word."

"Xiang Lizheng must have asked the Xiang family to pass it on, just to occupy the Jingping Empress Temple."

"Who said this is a fairy? I don't think Xiao Qi is a fairy."

"Let's just say, now it's a matter of whether you believe in fairies or not?"

"If you don't go and take a look, who can believe it? You have to go and take a look."

"It's snowing heavily outside, and there's frost that can freeze people to death. Who dares to walk such a long way?"

"Frost only appears once a day and only for a quarter of an hour in the future. What are you afraid of?"

"To put it simply, I just want to live but don't want to pay."

"Whether there is a Little Seven Fairy there or not, I want to go there and have a look. If I succeed, I will take my family there."

"It's easy to get there now. You just walk across the frozen river. It's very fast."

"It takes a little more than an hour to walk across the river, two hours to go back and forth, plus our investigation, three to four hours will definitely be enough."

"Is three to four hours so little? Then I'll try it too, what if Xiangjia Village is really a village protected by the Jing Ping Empress?"

"Count me in. I'll go and see. I want to live."

"Okay, then count me as one and let's go together."

"I'll go as well."

The noisy group of people finally came to a consensus and agreed to visit Xiangjiacun.

The old man who told the story smiled: "It's good to take a walk. You won't lose anything. What if there really is a bottle purifier over there?"

Lu Lizheng, who had been silent all this time, now spoke up: "Since you all agree, let's wait until today's frost passes and we will cross the river to have a look."

The man was a little worried again: "Lu Lizheng, I heard that there are many mountains and wild animals over there. What if we encounter wild animals?"

"We have to go and see whether we are alive or dead." Lu Lizheng's eyes were firm, "If Xiangjia Village is blessed by Jingping Queen and half of the villagers are still alive, we will all make a profit."

The others couldn't help but feel jealous, hot, aching and sad after hearing this.

Since the disaster struck, people have slowly died in their village.

It's no big deal if someone dies.

When two, three, ten, or twenty people die, things will be different.

There were only about a hundred people in the small village, but dozens of people died, and half of the village was gone.

There are less than a thousand people in larger villages. Twenty or thirty deaths may not seem like many, but it is still terrifying if you think about it carefully.

Lujiacun is this village of thousands of people.

When more than 20 people died, no one felt much emotion because they were all old people.

Old people are mortal, sooner or later.

When middle-aged people begin to die, this is the beginning of tragedy.

They tried every means to grow food, but many people fell ill and died due to the changes in weather.

I eat frugally and starve myself to the point of becoming sallow and skinny. I have no choice but to live longer because my body is broken.

In the past, I was just afraid of starving to death, but now I am really afraid of starving to death, but in the end I still starved to death.

After finally surviving everything, who would have thought that the weather would go from severe drought to severe cold, and dozens of people would freeze to death overnight.

The freezing frost suddenly mixed with the violent snowstorm, and hundreds of people froze to death.

Who would have thought that such a powerful wind and snow would suddenly have a hole in the ice that could penetrate and freeze people to death!

Lu Li was recalling the time when the frost suddenly hit and froze half of the remaining villagers to death.

All those people were frozen into frozen sculptures, and they accidentally fell while carrying them. That scene...

Lu Li just wanted to cry just thinking about it. Those broken corpses couldn't be put together at all, and they couldn't even be buried.

Because the ground is too hard to dig a hole, naturally it cannot be buried.

After the body of the ice sculpture was smashed, the contents in its stomach fell to the ground and became integrated with the ground, making it impossible to dig them out.

Now it has become the viscera of a landscape, and Lu Zailii feels panicked just thinking about it.

After freezing to death for four consecutive days, they finally figured out the laws of frost and saved the lives of the remaining villagers.

All the remaining villagers gathered in the ancestral hall, where food and firewood were managed uniformly, with two small meals a day.

There was less food to eat every day, and firewood had to be burned every day. They chopped and burned all the wood that could be used in the village.

But this is not enough, there is not enough food to eat, and there is not enough firewood.

If this continues, everyone will starve and freeze to death.

This is not what Lu Lizheng is most afraid of.

What he fears most is that before the villagers freeze to death and starve to death, they will first grab food and then kill their compatriots.

This was an unjust death and a miserable death.

Lu Lizheng wanted to find a once and for all solution before these disasters occurred.

It took me two days of thinking before I came up with the idea of ​​​​Jing Ping Niang Niang.

No matter what the truth is, you have to go and see what happens. What if Xiangjia Village is really protected by the Jingping Empress?

If there is, they join.

If not, they withdraw.

He doesn't care whether they starve to death, freeze to death, or beat each other to death.

That's why I asked the old people in the village to tell stories about fairies.

After listening to everyone's words, Lu Lizheng saw that the time was right, so he said: "Okay, after the frost passes, we will go to Xiangjiacun and prepare everything."

The villagers responded happily: "Yes."