Talk about the world of mortals in detail

"You don't recognize me anymore, I'm Hui Mian——"

The child screamed, and the name "Hui Mian" seemed to have a magical power. The rich man Jiang Lang was stunned for a while, and a memory was awakened.

"I asked why you kid is so annoying, it turns out it's you!"

Surprise appeared on Jiang Lang's face.

"Wait a minute until I finish the porridge!"

The Jiang family's waiters and the refugees waiting to give up the porridge were a little shocked. The child seemed to know the young master who was giving up the porridge, right?

After half an hour, Jiang Lang found the child who had been wandering near the porridge shed. The latter showed surprise when he saw him, but Jiang Lang gave him a wink and walked away, while Hui Mian immediately followed. superior.

When they reached the alley behind Jiang's grain store, the two of them stopped. Jiang Lang took out a small bag from his arms and handed it to Hui Mian.

"Here you go, don't say I'm not interesting enough!"

Hui Mian took the bag and knew what was inside. As soon as he opened it, it turned out to be several steamed buns, and his eyes suddenly lit up. When he saw it, there was also a small bamboo jar containing pickles.

"terrific!"

Hui Mian didn't say anything. He squatted down and started working. He took a big mouthful of the steamed bun, and his cheeks bulged.

"Wow, it's delicious. I haven't had my fill of food in a long time. It's so delicious."

Jiang Lang also squatted down and watched.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a human being. I thought you would be a mink or a mouse or something."

Hui Mian made a move and glanced at Jiang Lang before continuing to eat, but stopped after eating for a while.

"Oh, what, do you think it tastes bad? Let me tell you, these things are very expensive these days!"

"No. I can't eat anymore."

Hui Mian sat down against the wall and rubbed his belly. Jiang Lang was surprised for a moment, but then he realized what he was doing.

"That's right. After all, our situation is no better than before, and your belly is no longer a bottomless pit. By the way, where is Lao Yi!"

At this moment, Jiang Lang has finally come to his senses. He and Hui Mian are still very different from other Taoist friends. Let’s not talk about desires. At least they have experienced the demonic realm and are relatively less affected by the demonic realm.

Hui Mian shook his head when he heard this.

"I don't know. If I hadn't seen your face, I would have almost thought that my past was just my first dream. But sir, I'm sure everything will be fine. All the two of us have to do is hold on until the disaster passes!"

Jiang Lang frowned.

"Don't you want to help Lao Yi?"

Hui Mian said he couldn't eat anymore, but he was still nibbling on the steamed buns. When he heard this, he grinned and flashed his thin arms.

"Just us?"

Jiang Lang frowned. He clenched his fist and tried to punch the wall of the alley. His hand suddenly hurt.

"Hey, what do you mean by the nature of Dan Jie?"

Hui Mian pinched a pickle with his hand and put it into his mouth, while pouting towards the entrance of the alley.

"Why don't you think about it? Well, that's it!"

"Famine and civil turmoil?"

Hui Mian was happy.

"How is that possible? It's obviously the big water, or the big dragon. You're still the Dragon King!"

Jiang Lang suddenly realized.

"Yes, but I think it's more than that. Is there anything we can do?"

Hui Mian paused, and the two were silent for a long time before Hui Mian spoke again.

"Although dragons are mostly legends in this world, they are always said to capture tigers and kill dragons. It seems that the big dragon is a ferocious beast in the water. But you and I know what a real dragon looks like. Even though there may be some here It’s different from the devil’s realm, but it’s not much simpler.”

Hui Mian remembered the scene in the painting with his husband. It was inexplicable that there was a snow python walking on the ice and snow in that environment. Could the dragons here be much kinder?

"The Tujiao camp, or the people nearby, can you please advise each one not to let others die here?"

Jiang Lang also sat on the ground, picked up a steamed bun and started to eat it.

"I'm afraid the people at Tujiao camp won't be able to persuade them to leave. Even if they want to leave, they won't be able to leave. They will be punished as deserters. The people in the city have their own ideas. Do you think Lao Yi is in Tujiao camp?"

"I don't know if you are here, sir, but those Taoist friends who have entered the demonic realm must be there. How can you disperse the people in this city?"

"Well, how else can we disperse? Let's change our porridge to another place. I'll go to the old man at home and tell him that he was doing good deeds and accumulated good deeds. Then he will go to the high mountains to hire people to build sheds and give them money to eat. In this way, the refugees Most of them will go, and a lot of ordinary people will go, but there will definitely be some left."

"Hey, let's save as many as we can. You are not a powerful Dragon King here, and I don't have any magic power either!"

The big one and the small one sighed here. Although they woke up, they still did not ignore the people in the demonic realm, because they had all experienced the demonic realm, and their memories this time were very clear.

I lived in the Demon Realm for such a long time, and even now, every plant and tree, the people I meet, the neighbors and relatives here are all so vivid and real, with their own joys and sorrows, I can't bear to turn a blind eye.

"Maybe there's no other way."

Hui Mian looked at Jiang Lang in confusion, and the latter thought for a moment and said.

"Do you know who the current national master is?"

"I heard that it seems to be called Lingtai Master?"

Jiang Lang nodded.

"They are all called that, but I know better. Our family, er, I mean the family here, my grandfather used to open a grain store in the capital, and he also met the Imperial Master. The Lingtai is a title given by the emperor. In fact, the Imperial Master There is also a Taoist name called 'Qing Ling'!"

"Qingling!"

Hui Mian screamed in shock, while Jiang Lang nodded slightly.

"Yes, when Lao Yi and I entered the demonic realm, Zhang Liangxi was looking for Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. I was unlucky enough to be reborn as a fish, and Lao Yi was a Taoist named Qingxin, and his junior brother was Qingling!"

Hui Mian suddenly became excited.

"If it is really Qing Ling, then go find the national master for help, there will definitely be a lot to do!"

"I'm afraid it's too late. What if it's too late?"

It takes time to come and go. Even if people believe it quickly, it will take a long time for the decree to be issued to the place. Besides, what should be done?

For Hui Mian and Jiang Lang, the fate is not clear, and careless actions may bring bad results.

"Unless you can find Mr. Oh, do what you can first!"

"Um!"

The two discussed it and then quickly prepared to take action.

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In the dragon-slaying camps in various places, if you have to face evil beasts like dragons and you have no experience, you will naturally have to undergo rigorous training.

The elite soldiers of the imperial court were trained according to the requirements, and there were many methods discussed by capable people and strangers. Many of the methods that could be used for reference were quickly transferred to the Tujiao camps in various places through the imperial court.

Throwing harpoons, smashing boulders, setting traps, etc. are the most recognized ones.

Of course, there is also the Jiao Suppression Sword Formation proposed by Yi Shuyuan, but this method is too bizarre, and there are almost no Jiao Slaughter Camps that really pay attention to it. Perhaps apart from the place where Yi Shuyuan is located, there is only one place that he plans to try, which is also the South China Sea Dragon. Where is Jun Wuyin.

Wu Yin studied the water veins carefully and felt that although the layout of the Dragon Suppressing Sword from the north seemed absurd, it described the context and direction of the water potential of some water veins extremely well and was definitely meaningful.

At the original ruins of Shifang Town in the hilly area, Feng Yan was like a man, bare-chested and holding a pickaxe to dig into the ground. Everyone was working enthusiastically. They were digging waterways, and some people were beating huge rocks with iron chisels on the mountain above. It is the danger that will be set up.

Here they are digging large artificial channels to fight the evil dragon to the death.

At the dragon-slaying camp in the river valley where Xihai Dragon Lord Jin Fu is located, in front of several large wooden dragon targets, strong men are throwing harpoons with all their strength.

Some of the harpoons were in the middle and some were off.

Suddenly, a gust of black wind roared, and a harpoon shot like lightning.

With a "bang~" sound, the harpoon stabbed the wooden target into two pieces.

Both the training cross-throwers and the nearby soldier commanders were looking in the same direction.

The one who threw the harpoon was Jin Fu, who was at least thirty feet away from the target. He was shirtless and his muscles were soaked with sweat. He was picture perfect.

Give back the lives of my family!

Yaci is not in the Tujiao camp, but the squires such as the Ya family and the Chan family also strongly support the recent Tujiao camp. Even if you don't want to support it, the court will force you to support it.

Incited by the group atmosphere, everyone hates and fears evil dragons, and no one wants to get rid of this ferocious beast in the water!

At the weapons shop where the iron construction was custom-made, Yi Shuyuan had already led the sergeant outside the shop.

The old blacksmith, who had been waiting for him for a long time, ran out with a happy face.

"Taoist Priest, are you here? One hundred and eight seven-star iron swords, many of them, are all ready!"

Yi Shuyuan and the sergeant beside him walked into the shop, which was filled with seven-star iron swords.

"good!"

The faint word seemed calm, but Yi Shuyuan's heart was somewhat agitated. He couldn't care about other things, but he was still very hopeful in his journey. He had the hope of becoming a pill, and he also had the hope of saving more people. Many people!

"Rumble"

Thunder sounded again in the already gloomy sky, and the blacksmith and sergeant in the shop, as well as Yi Shuyuan, also subconsciously looked outside.

It has been rainy and rainy during this period, and the sun has not been seen much. Everyone seems to have a stone weighing on their hearts, especially the martyrs in Tujiao Camp. Many people seem to vaguely understand the day when the evil dragon will attack. Getting closer.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

It started to rain soon, and a few people were loading swords on the bullock cart outside.

A sergeant suddenly asked Yi Shuyuan.

"Taoist Priest, will your method really be effective? What if it doesn't work?"

Yi Shuyuan didn't pause at all, he just looked at the sergeant with a smile.

"I hope it works. If it doesn't work, then of course we can only fight with the evil dragon together! Okay, move faster, we still have work to do. All these swords must be hung out, and the place must not be wrong!"

"Um!"

After loading the sword, Yi Shuyuan left his twelve taels of silver in the blacksmith shop, and then drove the oxcart away with the sergeant as the old blacksmith watched hesitantly.

The apprentice came out now and was seen by the old blacksmith.

"Master, I want to go too"

"Go back! What are you talking about? The water is ruthless, and the evil dragons in the water are even more ferocious. You will die, do you understand? Go and work!"

"well"

Next to the bullock cart on the road, Yi Shuyuan walked on the road and looked at the sky, letting the rain soak him. Whenever lightning lit up, he would capture the changes and trends of thunder at that moment.

"The heat is almost over. I hope all fellow Taoists can survive this calamity!"