Xianzun is collapsing every day

Mu Chuihan used to love to read the storybooks of the world, painting boats and listening to the rain in Jiangnan Water Village, talented scholars and beautiful ladies spend their days before and after the moon.The self-contained charm of the south of the Yangtze River written in the storybook is completely different from the beautiful fairyland in the world of cultivating immortals.

It's a pity that he came to Jiangnan for the first time now, the ground is full of cracks, and there are small stone bridges between the rivers, but there is no trace of gurgling water.

The crops in the fields are all dead, and the remains of houses that have been burned under the fire are everywhere.Only when we got here did we realize that the disaster victims in the imperial city were just a drop in the bucket.

Most of the people who remained in the south of the Yangtze River were old and weak women and children who were too weak to walk.Those who could not stand the disaster had already turned into dry bones, and the rest were just lingering on their last legs, barely alive.

The emperor stayed in the palace, although the secret report was worrying day and night; but the imperial envoys sent by the court to relieve the disaster did not dare to stay in this weird place at all, and hid in the official mansion and closed the door, for fear of being found by the charred corpse.

The rich water town has become a dead city.

"So the imperial envoy is still alive?" Standing in front of the government's closed gate, Mu Chuihan optimistically guessed, "It doesn't seem to be Jiuying."

Can be protected by two wooden doors, this scorched corpse that frightened the emperor is by no means a powerful monster, and it is not necessarily Jiuying who is behind it.

"Perhaps Jiuying's strength has not yet recovered." Ye Tingjiang was on the alert: "This severe drought must be man-made, not a natural disaster."

The residents here have not been completely extinct, because there are not many charred corpses, so that after Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang arrived, they didn't even see any monsters.

Mu Chuihan politely knocked on the gate of the official mansion, but there was no movement inside, not a single sound.Apparently, the officials hiding inside have made a habit of ignoring the refugees' cries for help.

So he brought some spiritual energy in his hands, and with the movement of pushing the door, the iron latches behind the door broke, and the two sides were slowly pushed open.

"It's no good, the charred corpse broke in!" The sudden noise at the door made Mu Chuihan suspect that the silence just now was his imagination.The chaotic voices of the soldiers sounded: "Run away, the monster is coming!"

"I look so scary?" Mu Chuihan felt insulted, and turned to Ye Tingjiang, "Really like a monster?"

Ye Tingjiang was sensitive to the fact that this problem was not simple.In fact, he didn't care about other people's appearance that much, and he didn't think much of it when he saw Fuyan for the first time.It's just that now that he likes Mu Chuihan, even when he sees his bland face with a mask on, he can only say "good-looking" from the bottom of his heart.

It's a pity that Ye Tingjiang always felt that it was too frivolous to speak so bluntly, so he paused for a long time, and when Mu Chuihan was about to give up this joke, he slowly said: "It's not like."

In fact, he didn't think so in his heart.Ye Tingjiang met many demon cultivators when he was in the Demon Realm, but he felt that compared to them, Mu Chuihan was more like a demon incarnate.

Because a real demon cultivator always wants to look like a human being, but Mu Chuihan acts unscrupulously and can seduce people, and he will tell you clearly that he is seducing people—just like the little fox who has just cultivated human form as recorded in ancient books demon.

Mu Chuihan didn't know what Ye Tingjiang was thinking, but he was shocked by such a long pause: "You actually need to think for so long!"

Ye Tingjiang thought that talking too much would lead to loss, so he closed his mouth and smiled at Mu Chuihan again.

Although Mu Chuihan felt that he needed to have a good discussion with Ye Tingjiang on this issue, but the fleeing soldiers in the mansion made him realize that the enemy was at hand, so he put this matter on hold for the time being.

They only stopped for a while, and the minister of disaster relief had already fled to the secret passage in the backyard.Mu Chuihan intercepted the person there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Master Li has very fast legs and feet, where are you going?"

As monks, he and Ye Tingjiang almost let him escape.

Seeing that the two of them were unfamiliar faces, the imperial envoy asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

It doesn't look like a monster at all, but if we stop him here, I'm afraid he is standing up for the disaster victims?

"Lord Li." Mu Chuihan's face gradually began to fester, and finally turned into a scorched and burnt appearance. He raised his hand stiffly to touch the imperial envoy's shoulder, opened his mouth, and smiled softly for a few moments. Voice: "What do you think I am?"

Seeing such a change in him, the imperial envoy lost all his face in fright, and shouted: "Monsters, there really are monsters!"

He desperately drilled into the secret passage, but felt dragged by a force, unable to take a step forward.He could already imagine that the scorched corpse's hand was on his back, and then a big fire would burn on him...

With so many ministers in the court, how could he be so unlucky to be assigned the job of disaster relief!

"Lord Li, there is really a charred corpse outside." When the imperial envoy was in a state of confusion, another man's voice sounded next to his ear: "Are you really going?"

The imperial envoy didn't dare to look back at all, and smiled when he heard the voice again: "Stop making trouble."

"Okay." The voice of the charred corpse sounded again: "Master Li, don't be afraid, I'm really a monster and you can't run away."

The imperial envoy finally calmed down a bit, and then he remembered that those charred corpses couldn't speak at all.

He took a deep breath, turned around boldly, and then leaned back sharply.

He saw a face uglier and more terrifying than before.

Ye Tingjiang looked at Mu Chuihan helplessly, and Mu Chuihan finally gave up. The scorched black on his face faded, and he gradually returned to the appearance of a normal man.

He comforted the imperial envoy who was about to faint: "Actually, we are monks that your Majesty has found."

The imperial envoy could not believe any of his words for a long time, and still had a look of fear on his face.

Mu Chuihan spread his hands and said, "My lord, you can only trust us now."

It's not because Mr. Li has no guts to be able to get into this position.He quickly came to his senses that his life and death were in the hands of these two unknown beings in front of him, and he couldn't escape now, so he could only listen to their orders.

"Yes, yes." The imperial envoy was very aware of current affairs, and immediately changed his words: "Why don't I trust the two immortals?"

"Okay, now you immediately send people to distribute money and food to treat the people." Ye Tingjiang asked, "Where do those charred corpses come from, and where do they usually gather?"

When the imperial envoy heard him ask this, he became more convinced that they were not monsters, calmed down a little, and began to answer Ye Tingjiang's question.

It turns out that this severe drought has only been happening for two months, but all the rivers and lakes have dried up. It is by no means an ordinary drought, but rather like a fire scorching the earth.There was no water for the crops in the fields, and there was no harvest, so the first batch of poor farmers starved to death. These tragic deaths became scorched corpses for some reason.

Some people who were scratched and burnt by the charred corpses later became new scorched corpses.But these charred corpses did not seem to be sanity, and some were killed by the people.It is very safe for their government to strengthen their defenses.

Sure enough, the imperial envoy tremblingly sent some subordinates to distribute food, but judging by the appearance of these soldiers, they were fighting each other, and they dared not take a step out of the palace.

"If the charred corpses come, we will kill them ourselves." Ye Tingjiang said coldly because he couldn't get used to the appearance of these people eating vegetarian corpses.

"Have you heard what the immortal master said? Hurry up and go!" Master Li was the first to react and ordered his subordinates loudly.

Only then did the soldiers slowly move the grain bags out.

Mu Chuihan glanced at Ye Tingjiang and asked, "Turn the water first?"

Regardless of whether it is Jiuying or not, let's solve the flood and drought first.

"Okay. I'll protect you." Ye Tingjiang nodded.

The flood in the north is transferred to the severe drought in the south, just to make the world peaceful.Ye Tingjiang specialized in swordsmanship, and asked himself that he was not as good at these spells as Mu Chuihan, so he offered to protect him.

"Really?" Mu Chuihan pretended to be surprised: "My water transfer technique is not the same as divination."

Ye Tingjiang opened his eyes slightly, and discussed: "Then, it's better to be me..."

"Okay, it won't happen." Mu Chuihan said with a smile, "Xian Jun doesn't trust me so much."

Ye Tingjiang's face flushed slightly, and he really felt a little guilty for this.

He always subconsciously ignored Mu Chuihan's ability.

It wasn't until Mu Chuihan started casting spells that Ye Tingjiang realized from the sidelines that Mu Chuihan was clearly beating him up. He obviously believed his words so much that he would say that!

Ye listened to Jiang Hou and sighed in bewilderment, but it was a pity that Mu Chuihan was already using a spell, closed his eyes and concentrated, and heard nothing, only the imperial envoy bowed beside him: "What orders does the immortal master have?"

"Nothing." Ye Tingjiang looked down at Mu Chuihan who was meditating, and replied lightly.

Facts have proved that Mu Chuihan's water transfer skills are far better than divination. In a short while, a curtain of water appeared between the clouds.The imperial envoy raised his head, his eyes were filled with amazement, and he quickly praised: "The immortal master really has the ability to shock the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quietly took a step back into the room.There was a severe drought in the south of the Yangtze River, but when the torrential water approached for a while, he felt a faint sense of oppression, and he couldn't help but want to find a safe place to escape.

But this water curtain not only did not press down head-on, but instead flowed into the dry riverbed in the south of the Yangtze River. The dry and cracked land was moistened, and life finally sprouted on the wasteland.

When the dying victims saw such a scene at first sight, they forgot their illness and suffering for a while, shed tears for a while, and raised their heads to welcome the miracle that descended from heaven.

However, before they could smile, there was a sound of pounding the ground suddenly from the city gate.The victims looked there in panic. It was dark, and it was the scorched corpses that terrified them in the past.They tried to stand up, but they didn't have the strength.

They usually only see one or two wandering charred corpses, and they have never seen such a pile of corpses.

What made them even more frightened was that a few wet, gray-blue arms were suddenly picked up on the bank of the river that had just been refilled with water.

The victims couldn't believe their eyes, propped their hands back on the ground, and shrank back subconsciously.

Following the gray-blue arms, swollen floating corpses climbed up to the shore, landed on all fours, and crawled towards them quickly while dripping water.

The soldiers who rescued the people in the city also saw the water ghost, their pupils were wide open, and they dropped the food bag in their hands for a moment, and ran towards the government quickly.

They had been closed in the mansion before, they had enough food, and their physical strength was good, so they ran for their lives without looking back.People on the street reached out, trying to grab their legs, as if they were the only hope of escape.

It's a pity that the soldiers kicked their feet vigorously to shake off the hands that were in the way, and continued to run away.

The victims were left in place, closing their eyes one by one in despair.

There are scorched corpses, and this water ghost that has never been seen before. They have survived until now, are they finally going to die?

A white-haired old woman held her five or six-year-old grandson in her arms. She was obviously scared, but she still stretched out her hand and patted the child's trembling back. Her voice was vicissitudes of life: "Close your eyes, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." , sleep and disappear..."

The fastest scorched corpse was already approaching them.

The old woman lowered her head wearily and slowly closed her eyes.

The strange cry was already in her ears, and the old woman buried her grandson's head in her arms, hoping that the child would not hear the terrifying cry.

She bowed her head and waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for the expected pain of burning her body.

The strange screaming in the ears even stopped.

The old woman used her last strength to open her eyelids. In her hazy vision, she saw a young man in black holding a sword, and his whole body was shrouded in pure white aura.

In front of him, a large number of charred corpses fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.

The author has something to say: Xianzun: My water transfer skills are as outrageous as divination.

Teacher Ye (convinced): Really?Then I will come!

Xianzun: My interpolation skills are as outrageous as my divination.

Teacher Ye (turning his head): Really?I do not believe.

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感谢在2021-04-0223:38:55~2021-04-0322:33:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of kombucha;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: zye10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!