I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 239 Returning to County Snowfield
In the morning, at the entrance of the restaurant.

The man leaned against the gate.

Two horses, one black and one red, were standing at the door, and the swordsman was carrying the quilt bag and putting it on the horse's back.

Junshou Liu stood aside with the two warriors.

"Why is the sheriff still here?"

"Don't worry, Mr., don't delay the official business. Mr. Liu has handed over the matter to the master for a while." Jun Liu said respectfully, "Mr. has helped Pujun a lot, but Mr. Liu has nothing to repay. Now Mr. is leaving Pu The county, no matter what, I still have to come and give it off."

"Let's go then."

At this time, the quilt bag had been put away, and after Song You finished speaking to him, he turned around again and saluted and thanked the clerk in the restaurant.

"Thank you for the past few days."

"The villain can't afford to be..."

The man had already been confirmed by Liu Junshou's attitude and words, and was stunned. Hearing this, he hurriedly returned the gift.

Immediately, the white-clothed swordsman was holding the black horse by the reins, and Commander Liu turned around, looking at the short and thin bay red horse, as if he wanted to lead the horse for the gentleman.He raised his hands and found that the horse had no reins, so he pretended to shake his sleeves and waved his hands, then put them down again.

The buddy couldn't help being a little more sluggish.

Instead, he didn't have many thoughts in his head, instead, what popped up were a few stories that he had heard at the door of the teahouse next door in his spare time in the afternoon before it closed.

One is the god who was killed in the dream of a famous minister in the former dynasty. The storyteller at that time did not explain it in detail. I heard that even a few words were recorded in the book. No one knows how the famous minister killed the god, only this The story has been told for hundreds of years, and it may be told for hundreds more.

One is in the early years of this dynasty, I heard that there were gods in the sky who lost their virtue and made trouble in the lower realm, and they were beheaded by a Taoist named Fuyang one after another. Seeing it with my own eyes, how could it be easy for others to know about such a deity being beheaded?
But I didn't expect that something happened to me.

I also don't know how to cut it, it's vague, just like those fairy tales I've heard.

Such a godly person lives upstairs.

It's so dreamlike, it's unbelievable.

such a pity……

In the troubled times of the north, monsters are everywhere. The teahouse next door has been down for several years. I don’t know when Pujun, Hezhou, will return to its former prosperity. People tell stories, and sometimes the teahouse is not busy, and the guy secretly gives himself a cup of tea.

Maybe it won't be long?
Maybe, many years later, in this Jingyu County, there should be a story about a god who killed Lei Gong. The storyteller would love to talk about it, but if he asked him to tell it in detail, he couldn't tell the reason.

"Da da da……"

The man came back to his senses when he heard the sound of horseshoes.

The street was deserted, and several people and horses walked forward.

The bluestone road, the sound of horseshoes.

The three-colored cat ran back and forth with small steps, and its small body always made people worry that it might be stepped on by the horse's hoof.

"Jingyu is on the border with Guijun. If you go north, you only need a hundred miles to reach the border of Guijun." Jun Liu, a little behind, followed Song You, and said as he walked, "It's just Guijun now. The plague is prevalent, and the road to Guijun has long been blocked. Although the order is only to get out but not to get in, the situation at the pass is unpredictable after all. Fortunately, I have dealt with the general guarding the pass several times. Someone Liu prepared a handwritten letter for Mr. I don't know if it will be of any use to Mr.

Junshou Liu took out a letter from his sleeve.

"The sheriff has a heart."

Song You took the letter and said.

"Should be, should be." Governor Liu paused, and then continued, "Afterwards, Mr. Guijun, if you want to continue north, from Guijun to the border Yanzhou, you have to go through the snowfield. Since the snowfield monster is entrenched Since then, no one has passed in and out, and I don’t know how Xueyuan went to Yanzhou, but even if there are heavy guards there, it shouldn’t be the plague.”

Junshou Liu carefully looked at the Taoist in front of him.

What he thought in his heart was that with this gentleman's character and his way of doing things all the way in Hezhou, if he really passed through the snowy field, it would never be as simple as just borrowing it.

As for this gentleman's ability, he thought he knew it when he was in Yidu. Now it seems that when he was an official in Yidu, he was just a worm looking at the mountain. He thought he saw the hugeness of the mountain, but he actually saw it. It's just a small piece of the mountain.Until a few days ago, I thought my husband could help me get rid of the profound Yongyang real person, but unexpectedly, my husband directly killed Lei Gong.

At first, I thought that the big snowfield monster was a god with great power and irresistible, but now I find it difficult to say.

I only heard the voice of the young Taoist from the front:
"Does the sheriff know anything about Xueyuan?"

Liu Junshou thought it was true, and then he said truthfully: "To tell you the truth, although Pujun is only one county away from Xueyuan, we don't know much about Xueyuan. Snowfield, called Heyuan, is 250 miles from east to west and [-] miles from north to south. The land is flat. Not to mention a mountain, even a small slope can’t be seen. , not only the harvest is excellent, far exceeding that of other places, but also the taste is excellent. It was once a tribute rice from the imperial palace, and it is said that the name of Hezhou comes from this."

"Excellent harvest, excellent taste..."

Song You murmured and repeated, it may be because the land is fertile, the climate is suitable, or it may be because of the rich aura.

"I heard that later the Eighteen Divisions of the Saibei Grassland marched southward and galloped all the way through Yanzhou. They burned, killed and looted in Heyuan. Fighting against our elite soldiers of Dayan, hacking and killing for several months, changing hands several times, losing more than [-] soldiers, and I heard that the rice that was planted later was dyed red." Liu Junshou said in a deep voice, "The climate in Heyuan in the second year It was as if they had turned their backs, there were often strange winds and fishy rains, forcing many people to leave there, and the original fertile fields for hundreds of miles no longer existed, and soon thereafter, there was a big demon."

"Why is it called Xueyuan?"

"Since more than ten years ago, the heaven and earth of Heyuan have changed suddenly, with snow falling in four seasons and never melting all year round. Even in summer, it is covered with ice and snow, just like winter, where demons are raging, and no one can enter or leave."

"magic."

Song You said while thinking.

"I heard that the plague in Guijun also came from the snowfield."

"Isn't there no one going in and out?"

"But monsters often come in and out."

"So that's the case." Song You nodded, "How much does Guijun Plague Sheriff know?"

"The county magistrate of Guijun is named Lin Zhitong, who happens to be from the same town as the county magistrate of Jingyu. If it is farther away, he may be regarded as a brother of some kind." Liu Junshou said, "The magistrate of Lin County and the county magistrate of Guijun There are often letters between the county guards, and Liu has a little understanding of them. I heard that this plague is similar to ordinary plagues. The only difference is that most of the usual methods that work on plagues are used in It's useless on it."

"useless……"

Song You nodded as he walked.

Plagues are nothing more than contagion and dead people. Plagues from ghosts and natural plagues are all like this, but if a common method doesn't work, it's very tricky.

This means that the methods of dealing with the plague accumulated by the Central Plains Dynasty for thousands of years have lost their effect, and it also means that Dayan, who is prosperous and powerful in all aspects, has lost his medical advantages.

"However, I heard that there is a miracle doctor from Changjing. He is extremely skilled in medicine and can be called a supernatural power. He has braved the plague and traveled in Guijun for more than several months. Recently, he has found some solutions."

"A miracle doctor from Changjing?"

"Someone Liu just heard that this genius doctor came to the north a few years ago, and he went to places where the epidemic was rampant. Later, when the demon epidemic broke out in Gui County, he came to Gui County and walked around. The county magistrates have already sealed off the city, but people everywhere are looking forward to this miracle doctor." Liu Junshou couldn't help but narrow his eyes, shook his head, and let out a long breath, full of emotion, " What a miracle doctor."

"Yes."

Song You couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It seems that no matter how dark the place is, there are people who hold up lights to illuminate the way forward.

Another look at the sheriff.

From the magistrate of Yidu at the beginning to the prefect of Pujun today, besides the change of official position, the changes in other aspects are also affected by these events and people in the north, right?

You can see the city gate ahead.

"The Sheriff Lin of Guijun also has some skills, and someone Liu admires. Under his management, although the demon epidemic in Guijun has not been solved, it has not spread outside." Liu Junshou couldn't help but pause when he said this. After a while, "Later, more people died, and there was isolation again. The demon epidemic in many places was gradually brought under control, and now only Hansu County, which is closest to the snowfield, is the most serious."

"Thank you, Sheriff, for letting me know."

"Don't dare."

A group of people have already left the city gate.

When the soldiers at the gate saw him, they saluted quickly.

"The sheriff still has official duties, so let's send them here." Song You stopped and said to Sheriff Liu.

"I just hate that Jingyu is too small, the streets are too short, and there are too many trivial things, so I can't see you off. I only hope that I can have a fate in this life and see you again." Liu Junshou bowed and saluted, then turned around, and walked out of the hands of the guards behind him. Received a small package, "It's not anything else, just some dry food and fruit, to satisfy my husband's hunger on the way."

"Thank you Sheriff."

Song You took the small package and returned the salute: "The governor, please go back."

After the farewell, Song You moved forward again.

The road ahead is still straight and the ground is flat. Even if there are occasional hillsides, they are pitifully short, with gentle slopes that look very gentle.Occasionally there are a few dead trees on the hillside, which is the only embellishment.

The Taoist and the swordsman, two horses, and a three-colored cat who was very busy running, gradually walked away.

Once you set foot on the road, it seems that you don't know the time.

Go straight to the sun and three poles, the sky is blue.

It's just that the weather is not as good as it looks.

At this time, it is approaching the winter moon and the heavy snow. The wind in Hezhou is unimaginable to the people of Yizhou. It is raging in the boundless wilderness, but this wind cannot be seen. , and the three-colored cat wearing a gray cloth robe and a hood like a hermit tall cat can only see that the wind is strong and cold.

The group of people seemed to be used to it, walking on the road without changing their pace.

(End of this chapter)