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The insect demon's final madness made it impossible for other warriors to approach, and to be honest, they didn't dare to approach. The locust swarm also covered the sky and sun like crazy, and even knocked out the torches in the warriors' hands.

The endless locusts seemed to have their own consciousness, and even reversed their nature of light-seeking, and continued to focus on the insect demon.

This situation was so strange that the officials kept yelling at the people to retreat. Many people were frightened and fled away, and some even fell down.

Even Chu Hangren looked horrified from a distance, and even subconsciously looked at Jian Lu beside him. To be precise, it was the Emperor's Sword that Jian Lu was carrying on his back.

"Brother——"

Mai Ake shouted anxiously. Like the warriors around her, she had been forced to retreat by the crazy locusts. In this invisible situation, approaching hastily would be a burden.

The flapping wings and chirping of insects made endless noise, making even the shouts of people nearby blurred.

The hundreds of warriors who had formed a formation to fight against the monster just now seemed to have become isolated islands.

In this situation, only Mai Lingfei can fight the insect demon in the chaos.

This is not just a fight between man and monster, but also a fight between man and disaster. The insect monster seems to have unleashed its final potential. Countless locusts shatter around it, turning into streams of breath that fly into its mouth. Even the previously broken locusts The insect legs have grown back.

However, Mai Lingfei was even more eager to fight. He was already familiar with the monster's tricks and used to the noise of insects. In this case, his heart became bright.

The sword in his hand seemed to become an extension of his limbs, blocking the lightning-fast insect limbs as Mai Lingfei danced.

It seems that he is unable to get close to the opponent under the attack of the insect swarm and insect monsters. It seems that the internal energy in his body is constantly being consumed and there is not much true energy left. However, Mai Lingfei is not impatient at all, and is even carefully feeling his own martial arts. Variety.

Even though there are more and more scars on the body, and the blood stains make the locusts more frantic, they are all skin injuries, or small injuries are replaced by major injuries.

It is already difficult to find an opponent in the martial arts world. It has been a long time since Mai Lingfei experienced this kind of battle where life and death are separated by a piece of paper.

And although the internal energy is almost exhausted, the true energy seems to be different, and it is related to his body and even his spirit. The more intense Mai Lingfei's fighting spirit is, the more true energy will continue to grow, as if there is a qi vein connecting the body and spirit. Divine soul.

At this moment, Mai Lingfei seemed to have returned to the beginning, to the cave in the snowy mountains, to the night when his senior taught him the "Qingxin Jue".

The general outline of "Qingxin Jue" also emerged in my heart with Zeng Yi Shuyuan's voice:

"The mind does not follow its will, and the mind does not observe concepts. Use the still body to move, use movement to complement the stillness, guard your own world, and let the mountains and rivers roam!"

What we see in front of us is no longer simple insect demons and overwhelming locusts, but violent storms, thunder and lightning, competing with wind, rain and disasters!

"Zheng——"

The sound of the sword sounded, and all the meridians in Mai Lingfei's body trembled. His internal energy completely disappeared, and his true energy became strong.

At this moment, his mind had turned all the attacks of the insect monsters and insect swarms into a seemingly static trajectory, and Mai Lingfei's sword force changed and he shuttled around to avoid these trajectories, smashing all the locusts wherever he passed.

The sharp insect legs that were as fast as lightning also slowed down, and they could even easily predict their trajectory.

He dodged and dodged, then turned over and jumped slightly, hanging upside down in the air, and a sharp sword light was sent to the insect demon.

"Pfft~~~"

This sword penetrated the insect demon's top door!

"Ouch——"

The insect monster let out a shrill howl, and at this moment, the locust plague began to dissipate quickly.

The locust swarm collapsed, regained its normal insect characteristics, and became more scattered. While flying towards the fire one after another, it also revealed things that were originally covered by the insect swarm.

Mai Lingfei stood on the insect's back. His clothes were broken in many places and his body was covered with blood stains. But in contrast, the huge monster lay motionless on the ground, obviously having been killed.

A long sword was pulled out from the top door of the monster. Mai Lingfei grabbed the sword and shook it lightly to disperse the insect blood on it. He raised his sword in the direction of Mai A'ke with a smile.

All the warriors immediately cheered!

However, although this is a key part of the fight against monsters, from the perspective of many people, it is only a corner of the entire Asakura County's fight against the locust plague.

On the edge of the vast fields, fires lit by a large number of firewood piles burned all night long. Before dawn, the fields were covered with a thick layer of locust corpses, and there was a burning smell everywhere.——

As the locust plague was gradually brought under control, at least in the eyes of the people in Lingdong, the disaster in Lingdong was finally over.

After all, the weather has improved and the locust plague has subsided. Although many places have indeed been affected by the disaster, now everyone in Lingdong is united and survived last year. It will not be a big problem to help each other survive this year.

However, in the eyes of Qi Zhongbin and some people, there is naturally one last disaster that has not been resolved.

Dengzhou City, the original official office of Dengzhou Yamen, now also serves as the revitalization Sima Mansion. Even though the court has not appointed a new Dengzhou magistrate, Chu Hang actually exercised the power of the magistrate.

Today, Chu Hang received a lot of official documents on his desk. In other prefectures in Lingdong, from the prefectures to the counties and towns, officials from all over the place reported that the disaster situation has been determined. Even some places that were eaten by locusts have been destroyed. Fall crops are being replanted or are already being replanted.

The governors of several prefectures have sorted out various work contents this year, hoping that Chu Hang would report to the court and report the results of Lingdong.

In other words, Lingdong has been able to handle it, and officials from all over the country are happy and want to take credit. After all, everyone knows that the emperor values ​​this very much.

However, Chu Hang has not written the memorial for a long time. Now he is sitting in front of the public case, reading official documents from various places, and then adding to the memorial that he had already prepared.

Jian Lu and another guard on the side looked at each other, and the former couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, why don't you report to the court? Your Majesty must be looking forward to the good news from Lingdong!"

Chu Hang shook his head.

"Wait a little longer, I'm afraid the disaster will happen again!"

What is Chu Hang waiting for? He himself might not be able to tell clearly, but he had a vague feeling that made him realize that the disaster was not really over.

At this time, an official hurriedly walked from outside to the official office.

"I'm telling you, sir, the heavenly master is here and says he wants to borrow something from you!"

Hearing the hesitant voice of the officer, Chu Hang's heart moved and he stood up immediately.

"Come on, let's go there!"

As soon as Chu Hang left the official office, the two personal guards followed him. The official who reported the news was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.

"Hey, sir, you haven't heard what I want to borrow from the master!"

Chu Hang, who had already grown a small beard, just smiled and said nothing, and walked hurriedly to the outer hall of the Yamen, where an old man with gray hair and a childlike face was waiting.

Not to mention the time of the Zhaozhou Plague, this Heavenly Master Dayong had already been seen during the previous locust extermination campaign, so Dengzhou Yamen can be sure that this is indeed Heavenly Master Dayong, and he was recognized by the court. of.

Before Qi Zhongbin spoke, Chu Hang had already raised his hands in greeting as he walked over.

"Tianshi, Chu has been waiting for many days!"

Qi Zhongbin was slightly surprised. This Lingdong Revitalization Sima had probably not read the book left by his master yet. This person was really special.

"It seems that Lord Sima already knows that Qi is coming! I want to borrow the Emperor's Sword to use it. I wonder if Lord Sima dares to take this responsibility?"

Once the Emperor's Sword comes out, it can kill corrupt officials as if the Emperor himself is here, and it can kill flies and dogs. It is a more exaggerated token than a gold medal.

It doesn’t matter what happens if the borrower loses it, and it doesn’t matter why you borrowed it. Just lending it out is a serious sin!

Chu Hang smiled. Although his Lingdong Revitalization Sima had great authority in Lingdong Road, it was just a false position. He also thought that he had made some achievements, and he had a backer in the court. In addition, the emperor was a sage, so he might have knowingly committed a serious crime. But no matter what the emperor did, he couldn't be killed. The worst he could do was to dismiss him from office.

So Chu Hang smiled calmly. He already knew the true way to be an official, so how could he care about anything else.

"Why don't you dare, Jian Lv!"

"My subordinate is here!"

"Please give me the Emperor's Sword!"

Jian Lu hesitated for a moment and knelt on one knee in front of Chu Hang. The latter reached out and untied the yellow silk from his back and took out one of the swords. The scabbard was exquisitely carved, but there was no gem inlay, which made it look like the emperor's sword. Somewhat simple, but with a sense of heaviness.

Chu Hang handed the Emperor Sword to Qi Zhongbin with both hands.

"Master Heavenly Master, please make good use of it!"

The moment Qi Zhongbin took the sword, he felt as if his palms were sinking. This sword had a special weight, and it was obviously not like an ordinary sword!

"Please rest assured, Sir, Qi will return the sword soon!"

Taking the sword with both hands, Qi Zhongbin turned around and left. Qi Zhongbin had no unnecessary nonsense and seemed to have already gone to Mozhou.

——

It was the beginning of autumn in Lingdong and Mozhou. Except for a few places in the state, it was raining everywhere in the other counties.

The sound of rain has continued all day and night.

Moreover, the rain in Mozhou is extremely weird, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes stopping and then starting immediately.

It's just that the people don't pay too much attention to this. Even if they notice it, the weird weather has been the norm in Lingdong in the past two years, and the change in rain intensity is the slightest celestial phenomenon.

"Boom." "Crack. Boom."

Lightning continued to light up in the sky, illuminating every inch of the earth below, as if a god in the sky was blinking and looking at everything in the world.

Some places on the earth are very strange. The ground was soaked by the rain, but it immediately became dry. The rain clouds floated in the sky but immediately dissipated.

And this speed is very exaggerated, and it is constantly moving, and the approximate range changes from a village to a county.

Qi Zhongbin carried the Emperor's Sword on his back, no longer worried about the imperial issue, and took advantage of the wind and rain to chase this dry spirit.

"Rumble"

Lightning illuminates the sky and earth for it, and heavy rain guides its path.

The year of chasing the drought-causing evil was also the year in which Qi Zhongbin witnessed the disasters and responses throughout the entire Lingdong land.

Qi Zhongbin has been slaying demons and slaying demons all over the world for decades. He has always only focused on the demons and the eyes in front of him, but he has not seen the big from the small. He has witnessed the scene of the struggle of all people under this disaster.

This is the belief of Lingdong people, and it is also the spirit that Qi Zhongbin has in his heart at this moment.

This kind of Qi belongs not only to Qi Zhongbin alone, but also to all the people in Lingdong. It is like a strong pressure combined with the rain, constantly squeezing and compressing the breath of drought, to the point where it has to be gathered and manifested. .

"Rumble--"

Lightning once again illuminated the earth, and above the clouds in the sky, there were white dragons and blue-black dragons protruding their heads, and divine light loomed.

"Ouch——"

A hollow roar came from all directions. In front of a river, the withered yellow breath gathered into a human shape with disheveled hair and withered body.

"Ouch——"

This is the manifestation of the aura of drought, which looks like a corpse but not a corpse, and looks like a demon but not a demon.

Drought!

This is a legendary monster that can cause severe droughts, but no one has ever seen it.

At this moment, the rain in the sky increased in vain, as if the gods and dragons in the sky were going to pour down all the water vapor they carried!

Qi Zhongbin rushed towards him through the wind and rain, holding the hilt of the sword behind his back, already having the belief in his heart to fight to the death.

"Zheng——"

"Rumble--"

The moment the Emperor's Sword was unsheathed, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the light of thunder illuminated everything in white.

There seemed to be various sounds coming from the land east of Lingdong, including people crying, people pleading, people shouting to resist the boats, people shouting to open canals, and people shouting to exterminate the locusts. .

All kinds of energies gathered together, one ebbing and the other ebbing, and it was so overwhelming that Han Ba, who appeared, could not move.

At this moment, Qi Zhongbin, who was glaring with anger, had already arrived with his sword.

In a daze, it was not only him, the Heavenly Master Dayong, who was holding the sword, but also Chu Hang and Jian Lu, as well as all the people living and dead in Lingdong, and Emperor Dayong.

"Monster, you've been causing trouble for long enough—"

"puff--"

The Emperor's Sword fell and sliced ​​through Han Bao's neck. A head rose into the sky and collapsed along with the body.——

It's the summer heat again. In Chengtian Mansion, in the imperial study room of the imperial palace, Emperor Dayong has returned here after his early dynasty.

Today at the court meeting, Li Qian read out the latest memorial on Lingdong's disaster response in front of all civil and military officials.

Chu Hang, then the Sima of Lingdong Revitalization, stated in the article that the drought in Lingdong has ended and there is abundant rain. The locust plague in Lingdong has also ended. , or have been reseeded

Many families have already eaten the new grain they grew. Although the harvest is not very good, it is enough to carry the harvest next year.

This means that the disaster in Lingdong has completely ended. The court meeting ended with the emperor's decree to exempt the people of Lingdong from taxes for three years. It also made him feel relieved when he returned to the imperial study at this moment.

"Your Majesty, please take a rest."

Zhang Liangxi came over with tea, but stopped mid-sentence immediately. It was obviously morning, but at this moment the emperor was already asleep on the imperial desk.

There is also a table in the outer room of the imperial study room. Sitting here is the living official, one of the officials under the Dayong Historian System.

On the desk of the living man are not only books describing various affairs of the emperor, but also some historical books at the request of the emperor, and even texts that have not yet been fully concluded.

Regarding the description of the disaster in Lingdong, Taishi Ling has sent a document to the emperor for review, but the emperor is too tired, so it is still on the desk here for the time being.

Of course, there are more detailed accounts of the Lingdong disaster, either from the public or from other places.

But in the history books, the Lingdong disaster is actually only a short paragraph:

In the 17th year of Chengxing's reign, there was a flood on Lingdong Road. The emperor sent Li Qian, the imperial envoy, to take charge of the overall situation. The flood stopped and caused an epidemic. Later, a severe drought occurred and a locust plague broke out. The emperor ordered Sima Chuhang to stay and treat it, and resisted and eliminated it. In the autumn of the 18th year, the disaster end

Dayong mobilized his power from top to bottom, and everyone on the land of Lingdong united as one, and the thrilling and vigorous disaster management process was just like this.

In contrast, in the history books on the corner of the table, there is also a great disaster that happened a hundred years ago:

In the twenty-first year of Junsheng's reign, there was a famine in the north of the Yangtze River.

It is also a short paragraph, but it contains so much suffering and tears!