Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice

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“I never expected that writing a storybook would be so expensive!”

After adjusting your body.

Yu Liangcai looked at the script of "Shooting the Condor" that he had written.

"The ever-changing world of martial arts, the love, hatred and resentment of children in the martial arts world, well, not bad!"

Yu Liang himself nodded with satisfaction.

Then.

It means to type and print it into a book, put it on the shelves of bookstores and start selling it.

His small shop was not big, and it was located in a remote and deserted location with few customers, so the number of printed copies was not large, only ten.

Yu Liang saw that there were still a few books on the bookshelves in his bookstore, and there was still a lot of free space, so he planned to go out and buy some books and type and print them by himself to fill up the store.

Of course, it would be best if you could receive that kind of handwriting from the author.

Yu Liang closed the door of the bookstore and walked into the bustling street.

The sun shines through the clouds and dapples the bluestone pavement, adding a bit of tranquility and warmth to this bustling city.

Walking in the market, Yu Liang's eyes searched around for possible sources of books.

Street stalls and bookstores in alleys are the targets of his exploration.

After passing one store after another, Yu Liang's eyes suddenly lit up.

An antique bookstore came into view, with stacks of thick books placed in the half-open door.

As he stepped into the store, a faint scent of ink hit his nostrils. The four walls of the store are covered with wooden bookshelves filled with all kinds of books.

Yu Liang's eyes lingered on the bookshelf, and he saw many titles that he had never seen before.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell these books?" Yu Liang asked, pointing to the books on the bookshelf.

The shopkeeper raised his head and responded enthusiastically: "These are rare and good books. Although the price is high, they are definitely worth the money."

Yu Liang nodded and began to choose carefully.

After some selection, Yu Liang finally selected some favorite books.

After paying for the book, Yu Liang returned to his shop with the book.

When he passed by a bustling outdoor tea shed, he overheard the conversation of four people inside.

"Have you heard? Fu County outside Chang'an City is now blocked by the government."

"what is going on?"

"I don't know either, please tell me!"

Yu Liang's steps stopped unconsciously.

Fu County outside Chang'an City?

Isn't that the place where the scribe who sold me the storybook yesterday is?

"It's all because of the plague. I heard that the plague in Fu County has been so raging that it can't be controlled. In order to prevent the spread of the plague, the government had to take lockdown measures."

plague? ! This word made Yu Liang frown.

"Yes, it's a plague. But don't worry too much. The government has taken measures, and Mr. Shen from Hongwen Hall has also personally gone to deal with it. I believe the problem will be solved soon."

After hearing this, Yu Liang continued back to the bookstore. At the same time, he thought to himself: If that scribe comes to the store again, he must be careful.

After returning to the shop.

Yu Liang was busy categorizing the newly purchased books one by one, and then placed them safely on the bookshelf.

During the sorting process, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the picture book manuscript that the Fu County scribe sold to him yesterday.

Thinking of the news I just heard in the tea shed.

"Oh, it's better to be cautious and burn it!"

Get a brazier and throw the manuscript into the fire.

As the flames devoured the manuscript, it gradually turned into ashes.

However, during the burning process, Yu Liang suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon.

After the manuscript was burned, a few wisps of black smoke actually rose from the blazing flames.

Fuck!

Seeing this scene, Yu Liang couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Is there something wrong with the fire? Or is there something wrong with the manuscript?

"This man is really a nuisance. It seems that not only the manuscripts he sent, but also the entire bookstore needs to be cleaned up!"

The next few days.

Yu Liang heard more discussions about news about Fu County outside Chang'an City.

It was said that the epidemic was getting worse and the government would send troops to suppress it.

"Sending troops to suppress the epidemic?"

Yu Liang was a little confused about this news.

Therefore, when the troops left Chang'an, Yu Liang went to visit out of curiosity.

The army set off, and Chang'an Avenue, which was originally bustling and crowded, was cleared.

Yu Liang stood in a corner and looked out, and saw an army of about five thousand people setting off in a mighty manner.

Each of them wore bright armor and held sharp weapons in their hands. They walked with clanging sounds, and their uniform footsteps echoed in the empty streets.

Yu Liang noticed that in this army, in addition to the soldiers wearing armor and swords, there were also a team of chariots at the front and rear.

What these chariots carried were not soldiers charging into battle, but war drums, horns, gongs and other war instruments.

"They really sent troops to suppress the plague!"

Seeing the army set off, Yu Liang became more and more curious now.

After the army left Chang'an City, Yu Liang secretly followed it.

Did he really want to see how these troops suppressed the plague in Fu County?

Keep going.

The army arrived outside Fu County in a mighty manner, with banners covering the sun and a majestic momentum like a rainbow.

Yu Liang stood and looked from a distance, and found that Fu County today seemed to have implemented a strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing out the wilderness. The surrounding areas were cleaned up, and all people and things were gathered into the county.

"Array up!"

With the voice of the general leading the army like a bell, military orders spread throughout the battlefield.

The army moved upon hearing the order, quickly changed their formation, formed a huge military formation, and stood ready. The soldiers wore armor, held sharp swords, and had firm eyes, ready to execute orders at any time.

Woo~

On the chariot, the war horn sounded, the sound was shrill and long, as if announcing the coming of a war.

The surrounding war drums beat at the same time, with a tight and powerful rhythm. The soldiers shouted in unison under the command of the military flag, and the sound was loud.

A murderous aura rose into the sky, and the clouds above the head were stirred by this murderous aura.

"kill!"

The general who led the army gave the order again.

However, the soldiers did not charge, but waved their weapons uniformly, as if performing some mysterious ritual.

The sound of war drums, horns, and killing sounds intertwined and resounded through the sky.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew over the military formation. This wind was extremely violent and swept over the entire Fu County.

Standing in the distance, Yu Liang observed, although he found nothing, he felt that the entire Fu County had become much clearer.

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops!"

Following the order from the leading general, the army began to evacuate in an orderly manner. They did not enter the city, but went directly back to Chang'an.

"Is this the end?"

Yu Liang muttered to himself, his brows furrowed as he tried to understand what had just happened.

Thinking back on the military's actions.

Formation, war drums beating, the sound of charging...

Yu Liang gradually saw some clues.

This pair of troops seemed to have done nothing and did not directly fight the plague, but in fact, they had completed the task of "suppressing" the plague in a "military position" manner.

"Huh? Someone!"

Yu Liang suddenly discovered that besides him, there were also people hiding in the dark.

To his right, he could vaguely see several figures shaking.

They must have stood still before, so they didn't notice it.

Yu Liang cautiously approached the hiding people, trying to hear their conversation clearly.

However, the distance was too far and he could only vaguely hear fragments.

"...mission accomplished...reward..."

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