While the two were talking, there was a commotion on the Qianmen Street of the military office...

I saw a group of people coming from the intersection, old and young, all with white cloth strips tied on their foreheads, their steps were heavy, and their eyes were blank and sad.

Their clothes are shabby and smelly with sweat, and their skin is tanned by the sun. Although they are all strong and strong, they look like they have rickets formed by years of hard work.

The silence spreads like an infection...

"Hehe, are you going to a funeral?"

A city scoundrel squatted on the stone steps beside the street and laughed.

Snapped!

Then he was slapped and sent flying out.

Liu Cheng, the head of the county government, took his hand back slowly and coldly snorted: "Drag this scoundrel back and greet him for two days, let him know the consequences of being mean-mouthed."

The government officials dragged the scoundrels away by their hair like wolves and tigers.

As the saying goes, corrupt officials are evil, and evil officials are even more cruel.

The government officials thought that they were not good people. It was normal for them to scratch some oil and grease on weekdays, but after seeing the tragic situation that day, they all felt that this guy deserved to be beaten.

The people around were also whispering.

"These are all masons from Shiwa Village, right..."

"Tsk, tsk, I heard that I only escaped death when I went to work in Fucheng."

"It's really miserable."

"Hey, who's to say it's not the case? I've been working hard for half a year, just waiting for a good year for the elderly and children at home. Who knows..."

The commotion naturally alarmed Wang Xuan.

He walked out slowly, and happened to see this group of people standing outside the government office, and they all knelt on the ground with a loud sound.

An old man in the lead, his beard fluttering in the cold wind, said sadly: "Your Majesty, the thirty-two dead ghosts of Shiwa Village are going to join the army!"

Wang Xuan already knew what was going on, and took a deep breath: "No! The deceased is gone, you..."

"grown ups!"

A half-grown boy said with a distorted face: "My whole family is dead, grandpa, father, mother, second girl... wuwu, I want revenge!"

Wang Xuan frowned: "The military mansion is not a place for revenge. Besides, the demon nest has been destroyed and the great revenge has been avenged."

The leading old man laughed miserably and said: "Sir, we small people ask for very little, just a porridge and a meal, and the health of our families. Now we have nothing...and the culprit has not yet beenheaded!"

Wang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

The leading old man cupped his hands and said: "I dare not hide it from you, sir. When I was young, this old man also traveled all over the country. He felt that there was something fishy about the monster's attack, so he gathered everyone together and asked Jinyan Pavilion to find out the news."

"I got the news yesterday that it was the blood-clothed thieves who reappeared in Jiulongling to drive away the monsters!"

"Blood-robed thief?"

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, what kind of organization is this?

"Blood-robed thief!"

Guo Luquan, who was watching the excitement next to him, suddenly jumped up and said sternly: "Is your news true?"

The old man said sadly: "How can the news about Jinyan Pavilion be false?"

"It's really hard to live in hiding..."

Guo Luquan muttered something first, then when he saw Wang Xuan's gaze, he whispered: "Master Wang, please move and speak."

After the two of them entered the courtyard, Guo Luquan shook his head and said: "Master Wang, you also know that the Jingyao Division is also responsible for dealing with evil cultivators, and the Blood-clothed Bandits are one of the organizations on the list."

"About a hundred years ago, there was a severe drought in the world, and barbarians invaded the Black Abyss Ice and Snow Great Wall in the north. The war was urgent, so we had to transport relief food to the border. As a result, there were millions of victims in the world, and countless people exchanged their children for food."

"I won't tell you what's right or wrong, but there is a group of evil cultivators who have acquired the heretical method of refining human elixirs. Since then, they have gathered together and started robbing families and homes. They also rely on cannibalism to cultivate. They can be called human demons."

"After the drought ended, nearly 10,000 bloody thieves fled into the mountains, eating humans and monsters. After several attacks by the court, they disappeared. Unexpectedly, they showed up again..."

After saying that, he shook his head with a bitter look on his face and said: "The old man wanted to take the opportunity to rest for some time, but now it is better to send back the news as soon as possible."

After that, he cupped his hands and walked out the door.

The art of conferring gods, the blood-clothed thief...

It seems that this world is far more dangerous than our predecessors knew.

Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, then walked out of the door, glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Since you are homeless, you are allowed to join the military government, but I have my word first, and those who can't stand it will be eliminated!"

"Thank you, sir!"

The old man and a group of young and old all bowed their hands.

………………

There is a strong wind during the day and the sky is full of stars at night.

Wang Xuan rarely went to practice and sat drinking alone on the beam.

He used to wonder why the ancients liked to drink on the rafters. Is it just to show off?

Now I understand that in this world without the hustle and bustle of online entertainment, the pure starry sky without pollution is really charming.

Of course, there are other reasons.

The military mansion became unusually lively.

There were more than thirty people in Shiwa Village, including seven former military soldiers and concubines, who occupied the entire side courtyard.

The side yard was in disrepair for a long time, but the people in Shiwa Village were all stonemasons, so this craft was not a big deal, so I asked Liu Shun to buy some wood and mud, and it took half a day to clean up the entire yard.

All the exposed tiles on the roof were replaced, all the collapsed courtyard walls were repaired, all the weeds in the courtyard were pulled out, and some stone locks were chiseled out, which made Liu Shun smile happily.

Two large pots were set up in the side yard, and the fire was overflowing.

A mouthful is used to boil water. The men in Shiwa Village change out of their smelly rags and wash up in the courtyard in the cold weather. They are all muscular and full of sex.

One mouthful was used to cook porridge, and the supplies Jin Hu had just sent came in handy. The large slices of meat and radishes were stewed to a pulp, and the aroma was full of aroma. There were also large pancakes baked to death.

Zhang Heng's arrogant voice was the loudest: "Give me a good meal. Today you are victims of the disaster, and tomorrow you will be soldiers. Don't talk nonsense about revenge. If you can't beat me, just practice to death. If you can beat me, just do it!"

"

"Fuck you!"

One by one, thick voices echoed through the night sky.

When Wang Xuan heard this, he burst into laughter.

When he first came to this world, he often yearned for those legendary thousand-year-old sect gates, but now, he felt that the military camp was more suitable for him.

However, if you want to train your troops, you really can't support it for long with the little money you sold during the last demon-suppression nest.

These soldiers must at least wait until they have introduced evil into their bodies and are familiar with the formation before they can be effective. Before that, they still have to look at their own methods.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan's heart moved, he jumped up in the air, climbed over the courtyard wall, and walked towards the south of the city.

…

After all, this is Xia County, and Yong'an City is not that big.

Not long after, Wang Xuan arrived at the south of the city, and in front of him was a Taoist temple with two entrances, with cornices and brackets, and dense ancient trees. It was the Yong'an City God Temple.

At this time, the temple door opened. Through the temple door, you could see the incense burner in the courtyard and the candlelight in the main hall. Two Taoist boys with delicate faces were standing at the door.

When Er Daotong saw Wang Xuan, he didn't panic. Instead, he shook his head slightly at him, indicating that he should stop talking.

It turned out to be the time for the City God to go on patrol...

Wang Xuan understood in his heart and stood silently on one side.

After a while, the sound of horse hooves sounded again on the street, and the rustling of footsteps, accompanied by the cold wind howling past, entered the City God's Temple.

Two Taoist boys hurriedly followed in. They first sealed the row of black pottery jars under the statue of Changhu, the God of Yong'an City, and then affixed yellow talismans before heaving a sigh of relief.

Wang Xuan saw it clearly and was not surprised.

It was the City God's Yin Art of War Altar, which was refined by Temple Master Li Taoist priest who caught the ghosts and became Chang Hu's soldiers to deal with the lonely ghosts that appeared in the city.

After doing this, a little Taoist boy hurried over and said a Taoist salute, "Wuliang Taishang Tianzun, Wang Xiaowei came to visit at night, but what's the urgent matter?"

Wang Xuan nodded slightly: "I heard that Daochang Li is coming back today and came to visit."

The Taoist priest said: "Captain Wang, please follow me."

The two of them walked around the main hall from Side Lang to the side room in the backyard. They saw sandalwood in the room, and Taoist Li Shouxin was watching with a bucket of bamboo slips.

After seeing Wang Xuan, he didn't seem surprised. He first ordered the Taoist boy to serve tea, and then smiled calmly and said: "Wang Xiaowei, Lao Tao's Qingtian tea is unique to Caixia Mountain. The cranes sow the seeds and the old apes pick them. It's unique."

Please appreciate the flavor."

Wang Xuan took a sip and felt the cool air accompanied by the aroma of tea refreshing him. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "Good tea, Daoist Li seems to have expected me to come?"

Li Shouxin smiled and shook his head: "After I came back, I heard the name of the hero who fought against tigers, and saw the changes in the military government. I knew that the captain was very eager to move, but I didn't expect that the first person he looked for was an old Taoist."

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "To be honest with the Taoist Master, I want to revitalize the army, sweep away the evil spirits in the surrounding mountains, and prevent incidents like Shiwa Village from happening in the future. I need the Taoist Master to borrow some demon-seeking charms."

Li Shouxin pondered for a moment, but neither agreed nor refused, but looked out the window, "Captain Wang, do you dare to go on a night tour with me in the mountains and forests?"
Chapter completed!