I live in Dayu Changsheng

Chapter 154, Lu Yu

the next day.

Fang Rui followed the pattern of Heifengzhai, and created a "Demon League" out of nothing, and changed the internal vests of the "Demon League" to bloom everywhere. Under the catalysis of this, the situation in Liangzhou began to change rapidly.

With the flying monster robbery he enthusiastically funded, the rebels from all walks of life broke through the city faster, the see-saw was lessened, and the casualties of the people were reduced; Big net siege...

It can be said: Because of the 'Demon League' intrusion, the entire Liangzhou has been completely messed up.

……

this day.

As the sun sets, the glow is like blood.

On the plain, more than 20 refugees, dressed in rags and hungry, gathered together to gather firewood to make a fire.

"Wow!"

At this time, amidst the clear cry in the sky, a small dot quickly grew in size. When I looked closely, I found that it was actually a big purple crane.

"Could you think of a way to catch it?" One person rubbed his stomach, his eyes glistened, as if he wanted to swallow the crane whole.

"That's right! It's such a big crane. If it's slaughtered, I'm afraid it won't be able to be stewed in a pot." The other person also swallowed his saliva.

"Then you have to be able to fight."

One of the little old men shook his head: "Such a big beast is almost mature, it can't be said that it is stronger than those warriors!"

"Hey, look, there seems to be someone on the back of the crane?"

"how is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? I heard that Pan Hou in the next door's mansion had an incident, and he had an army of flying soldiers under him, riding a big bird to break through the city..."

……

"Wow!"

The purple-feathered crane croaked loudly, whipped up a strong wind and roared down, causing the group of refugees to cover their faces in alarm.

Apparently, it heard these people's words of "can't cook in one pot" just now, and this is revenge!
"All right!"

Suddenly, in a gentle voice, the gust of wind stopped suddenly.

These refugees followed the sound.

What they saw was that the crane was bigger than they had imagined, with its wings stretched out to about ten feet, and the feathers had a cold luster, as if made of steel.

There are indeed two people on the back, one big and one small.

One is a big man with a rough face, five big and three thick, with a terrifying aura on his body; the other is a little girl, thin and small, with bright eyes and clean clothes.

Exactly: Fang Rui, Xin Xueer.

now.

This group of refugees trembled tremblingly, how could they still have the slightest intention to hunt purple-feathered cranes before?
How could they afford to provoke a crane that could blow up a gust of wind?Not to mention... a strange person who can use such a spirit crane as a mount!
The leader, a little old man with gray temples, stood up and saluted Fang Rui, and asked nervously, "My lord, what orders do you have?"

'Sure enough, such an image and such an appearance can save a lot of trouble. '

Fang Rui thought secretly.

Don't look at these refugees who are obsequious in front of him, but they have a flexible moral bottom line, good and evil can be changed at any time, they bully and plunder the weak, and respectfully obey the strong.

He has seen a lot of similar things these days.

'When the world is in chaos and order collapses, the only thing that remains the same is strength and fists! '

Fang Rui thought to himself, and asked, "I came here to ask for directions, how far is it from Liangzhou City?"

call!
The little old man was relieved to hear that he didn't come here for trouble, and pointed in a direction: "Liangzhou City is here, and there are still five or six days to go..."

'That's half an hour for me. '

Fang Rui didn't leave in a hurry, and let Xin Xueer rest on the side, and communicated with the little old man by himself.

"What is the old man's name?"

——In this day and age, even a 30-year-old can call himself an old man. It is not an exaggeration for this little old man to be called an old man in his 60s or [-]s.

"Miangui's surname is Weng."

"Where is Mr. Weng from?"

"People from Huangshui County, Jinsha Prefecture, came here after escaping all the way... These are all from my hometown..."

"The drought in Jinsha Prefecture is very serious?"

"Why is it not serious? The land is cracked, there is no harvest, and the court has to collect taxes... The little old man has spent most of his life dealing with the fields, so he just lost it. There is no way, if you don't leave, you will die...Leave, escape, Just take a few more breaths..."

……

Fang Rui was still wondering why this old man Weng could become the leader of this group of refugees, and among them, there are not a few who are stronger than him.

At this time, after some conversation, I found that the old man Weng spoke clearly and had some knowledge, which must be the reason.

is talking.

Fang Rui suddenly saw that these refugees caught locusts, put them on skewers and grilled them, as if they wanted to eat them.

"Master Weng, are you grilling locusts for food?"

"Yes."

"But this... swarms of locusts are poisonous!"

"My lord, there is no way."

Old Man Weng smiled wryly: "If you eat the grilled locusts, you won't necessarily die. It's a gamble; if you don't eat them, you'll starve to death. What can we do?"

"On the way to escape from famine, as long as there is something to eat, even if it is grass roots and bark, we will eat it; only when there is no other way, we will eat locusts... Look, my lord, there are no children or female relatives in our group. It's eating locusts!"

"Is that so?"

Fang Rui sighed.

Although swarms of locusts are poisonous, after grilling, the toxicity is weakened under high temperature. In addition, people in this world are relatively stronger, so eating a small amount may not necessarily cause accidents.

However, this move is still no different from drinking poison to quench thirst.

"It's okay to eat, but it's even more difficult to get water. Fortunately, the little old man has a skill and can dig a hole to find water based on his feeling, so he brought his fellow villagers here..."

Mr. Weng is proud of himself.

Fang Rui looked, and there was indeed a newly dug pit next to it, with shallow turbid water in it.

On the other side of the bonfire, there was a broken clay pot, boiling water, which was already boiling and gurgling.

"My lord, we only have this treat, please don't dislike it."

Old Man Weng took out the cleanest bowl, scooped out a bowl of water from the top of the broken clay pot, it was already the clearest, but still a little yellowish, and brought it to Fang Rui.

"I won't."

Fang Rui shook his head slightly, took a sip, then turned around and asked, "Xue'er, do you want a drink?"

"want."

Xin Xueer nodded her head.

She followed Fang Rui and had a good time in the past two or three months, but she didn't become arrogant because of it, saying that she couldn't get used to this kind of water and couldn't drink it anymore.

"Since I drank your water, I should give something back."

Fang Rui thought for a moment, took out some dry biscuits from the spirit ring, and prepared to distribute them to the refugees.

"This... is too precious to be used!" Old Man Weng waved his hands again and again.

"You brought out your best things to entertain me; what I brought out was only a little bit of myself, and I still took advantage of it."

Fang Rui shook his head and distributed the dry biscuits to these people.

"Sweet pancakes, this is Maixiang... this is Maixiang!" Some people will hold their noses and breathe heavily, crying with excitement.

"It's still white flour, pure white flour. Even in the best years, it's rare for my family to eat such pancakes."

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!" The man kowtowed.

……

In a sound of gratitude.

But Fang Rui saw: These people basically didn't eat it; even if they ate it, they just broke off a little bit, tasted it, and put it away carefully.

Mr. Weng explained: "Such a good thing should be kept for later saving lives!"

"understand."

Fang Rui smiled and sighed secretly: "This is a poor man!" '

'In such a world, it is inappropriate to define these refugees simply by good and evil. They should be viewed dialectically from a broad perspective. '

"Chasing the mountains and rivers on the top, and the hearts of the people on the bottom, only if you don't regard yourself as a super-superior 'immortal', 'god', or 'sage', can you always maintain your humanity and feel like a human being!" '

Various thoughts emerged in his mind.

"It's not good, Weng Bo, the Black Hades is here!" At this moment, someone suddenly shouted.

Fang Rui looked up.

On the horizon, a battalion of more than a thousand black dragon troops appeared, with a ferocious smile on their faces, driving away another group of refugees, shooting arrows from time to time.

It's just that those arrows rarely hit them, as if they were just trying to drive them away and have fun; they didn't look at the refugees with the same kind of eyes, but like looking at wild animals.

"Black Flood Dragon Army, this is really... a lingering ghost!"

Fang Rui's eyes flickered: "Is this behavior intended to make those refugees more desperate and make the blood food more delicious?" '

'It's just that in the process of executing the orders, these soldiers also immersed themselves into their roles, as if they were members of the family of the half-immortal family, and they also didn't treat the refugees as human beings. '

At this time.

When old man Weng and his group of refugees discovered the Black Flood Dragon Army, the Black Flood Dragon Army also found this group of prey, and sent a group of people to surround them, but they were not too fast, and they were still enjoying the fun of cat and mouse.

The faces of the people here changed drastically.

"No, those black hell kings found us, and they're here!"

"Run!"

"No, the other party is riding a horse, we can't escape..."

……

"What a disaster!"

Old Man Weng staggered, his face was pale, and he sighed and looked at Fang Rui: "Your Excellency, you don't know, these black hell kings are the most cruel, they kill everyone they see!"

"You have a spirit crane, fly away quickly, or it will be too late if you don't leave!"

He expected that Fang Rui had some skills, but he never imagined that Fang Rui could deal with so many black flood dragons by himself.

How is that possible? !

"what?!"

Fang Rui suddenly noticed something, raised his head suddenly, and looked at the sky: "It seems that I don't need to take action, your rescuers are here."

The voice just fell.

"Wow!"

In the sky, a group of black clouds whizzed over.

No, that's not the black cloud, it's the soldier sitting on the black eagle, flying the banner with the word 'Pan' written on it, charging towards the group of black flood dragon troops.

"It's Marquis Pan's Wudang Flying Army!"

"Pan Hou's Wudang Flying Army fought against the Black Hades."

"We are saved!"

……

Turning around, Weng Laozhang and the group of refugees wept with joy and cheered for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

'Panhou?Oh, it's one of the Gu worms I raised. '

In the past two to three months, Fang Rui has followed the model of Heifengzhai in Liangzhou, invested and supported many forces, and this so-called Panhou is one of them.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

On the other hand, the faces of the Black Flood Dragon Army changed drastically, and they no longer had the calmness of the cat-playing rats before. They gave up on those refugees, turned around and left.

They and Jieyao Black Eagle are old enemies, so they naturally know the terror of each other, so they don't get entangled at all at this moment, and retreat immediately.

But, how can running on the ground compare to flying in the sky?Soon he was caught up and hunted down.

Feng Shui took turns, just now it was the Black Flood Dragon Army who killed the refugees, but now, they were the ones who were strangled.

The Wudang Flying Army of Marquis Pan sent one person over: "Listen, our Clan Pan has good governance. Those who pass the selection can join the army, enjoy a monthly salary, win battles, and be rewarded for their meritorious deeds... Those who are not qualified can also participate Tuntian..."

"Thank you, Marshal Pan! I want to join the army..."

"I'm a little older, so I probably won't be able to join the army, but I can also farm. It's much better than fleeing famine. This is also a way to survive!"

"Yeah, I can finally survive."

……

"grown ups?!"

Old Man Weng turned his head happily, and looked for Fang Rui, only to find that Fang Rui and the two of them, together with the spirit crane, had disappeared at some point.

……

The setting sun is like blood, and the evening wind is blowing slowly.

"Wow!"

The purple-feathered crane carried Fang Rui and Xin Xue'er, soaring high.

"Uncle, what are you laughing at?"

"Laughing that I am walking on the right path. While doing my own thing, I have also saved many people."

Fang Rui took off the yellow gourd from his waist and took a sip of wine.

"Oh."

Xin Xueer nodded: "I don't understand."

Gollum!
Her stomach growled.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you are still young! Are you hungry? Let's eat meat at night..."

……

At dusk, the last ray of light in the sky has not yet fallen, the sky is getting dark, and the air is covered with a thin layer of black veil, with a grainy texture.

The bonfire flickered and flickered.

crackle!

Amidst the sound of firewood exploding, a large piece of sparks rushed out to a height of one foot, and then faded away.

On the bonfire, in an iron pot, the broth was bubbling.

"Uncle, it's done!"

Xin Xueer gave Fang Rui the first bowl of broth, and gave herself the second bowl.

The rest of the pot belonged to the purple-feathered crane, after all, it was the one that caught the deer.

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

Xin Xueer's big eyes were shining.

Fang Rui looked at this little girl with satisfaction. In the past two or three months, her yellow hair has turned into jet black, and her skin has also become shiny, as if her own kitten has become more beautiful.

After dinner.

After washing the dishes and washing up, Xin Xueer got into the blanket obediently, looking at Fang Rui with her big eyes from time to time.

"Want to hear a story?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you say it?"

"Because, mother said, if you cause trouble to others, you will be hated... I don't want to be hated by uncle."

"Silly girl!"

Fang Rui patted Xin Xueer's head, told her a story, and put her to sleep.

Then, open the panel.

[Robbery point: 112938]

"I've been doing things in Yuanzhou and Liangzhou, and it's still very effective. There aren't many robbery points accumulated on the panel. That's because I'm constantly enlightening robbery, and the investment is scattered."

"It's like using war to support war. Now the total number of robbery demons enlightened in Liangzhou is seven or eight thousand. This is one hundred thousand kalpa luck points, which can be called terrifying!"

Fang Rui thought for a while: "It's time to break the limit and pass on the inheritance of a military strategist."

"Sun's Military History, it's you."

Doom Point - 11870.

At the same time that countless insights are generated in my heart.

hum!
The panel oscillated, and in circles of ripples, a new supernatural power was formed: The more the better, the better.

"It's nothing more than supernatural powers 'the more the better', there is also a residual word, what does this mean?"

Fang Rui's consciousness was immersed in the panel, and he sensed the information from the feedback: "The basic rules of the art of war in this world are extremely large and complicated, no more than sword techniques and the like. Therefore, more different types of military inheritance are needed to perfect this supernatural power?"

"The supernatural powers in the perfect state can consume robbery points and enter the state of soldier fairy, and it is useless to control soldiers."

"Currently, because of my incomplete supernatural powers, when I activate it, can I only temporarily bless me up to [-]? However, this is enough for what I will do next!"

……

(End of this chapter)