The First Cause of All Realms

Yang Yu never imagined that he would see Li Eryi again in Deyang Mansion.

"You are a storyteller, what are you doing in Deyang Mansion? Disaster relief?"

Yang Prison is a little bit sour.

In these years, there are only hungry people fleeing the famine, how can there be warriors who fight back?

"Wow wow wow..."

There was no response, and Li Eryi burst into tears, crying, and was about to die. Before Yang Yu could ask again, the whole person fainted.

But it was too tight, and at this time, it loosened up and could no longer be stretched.

"Who is this?"

Miaofa Laodao looked over.

"my friend."

Carefully picked up Li Eryi, Yang Yu's brows were wrinkled, this is really thin and out of shape, a person six or seven feet tall, I am afraid that there are only sixty or seventy pounds left.

"Your friend?"

Several veterans were also a little stunned. As this person, there will be hungry people in the people he knows?

"Um."

Yang Yu frowned, and An Yuntong glanced at the fainted Li Eryi.

This old boy is a bit out of luck.

From Heishan City to Mulin Mansion, and then to Deyang Mansion, this is a disaster that never falls, and this luck is a bit unimaginable.

【Li Eryi】

[No fixed abode (white), weak Qi and blood (grey), Tai Sui (dark green), Mildew Star Gao Zhao (dark green), Scorpio Lone Star (dark green), End of Life (light green)]

'Good guy! ’

Glancing at Li Eryi's fate, Yang Yu's eyelids twitched.

Of the six fates, four of them are green or above, which is extremely rare, and there may not be one among thousands of people.

Moreover, three of them are still related to "luck", which is even rarer.

Fate numbers related to the way of luck have always been rare. The last one that seemed to be related to it was Wu Changbai's 'support from nobles', which was considered good luck.

And Li Eryi.

The fate of the mildew star, Tai Sui, and the Lone Star of the Scorpio are really a perfect match for the end of life.

A perfect interpretation of what it means to be unlucky for a lifetime...

Involuntarily, Yang Yu felt a deep malice. As a fellow, Wu Changbai was supported by nobles, and he was a very respectable minister who could even be a territorial vassal.

This little old man will be alone and unlucky for the rest of his life...

"grown ups?"

Seeing Yang Yu startled, Miaofa said carefully:

"Yu...he has a lot of eyes and ears. Let's enter the city together, I'm afraid it's not right..."

"What's wrong? Just to let him know!"

Yang Yu glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the city.

It seems that Li Eryi is not only deficient in qi and blood, but also has a cold. He needs to be placed this morning, although his life is said to be dead.

But God knows how long he lives?

"Ugh."

Miaofa sighed. Although he knew that he was rejected, he couldn't help but try it. At this time, he was rejected, so he had to grit his teeth to keep up.

Miaoyun Laodao, Yunque and others finished dispersing the dry food on their bodies, and they also followed.

...

...

In a daze, Li Eryi had a dream

In the dream, he returned to the day he left Mulin Mansion, and saw the caravan that brought him endless nightmares.

He remembered this day very deeply.

It is because he set out with the caravan, and along the way, he encountered violent storms, overnight stays in the mountains, robbery by bandits, besieged by refugees, encountering wolves, and finally living in the wild...

"No, don't go up!"

Li Eryi woke up abruptly, shaking like a sieve, sweating all over his head and body.

He shouted and waved his arms indiscriminately, until he saw Yang prison come in with a food box, and then fell back to the bed as if he had been forgiven, his chest heaving violently, laughing and crying.

"You said you, the good Mu Lin Mansion is not waiting, what are you going to do in Deyang Mansion?"

Yang Yu put down the food box and shook his head slightly:

"There is a shortage of water in the city, and I can't wash for the time being. You should scrub it, change your clothes, and have some food..."

call!

Before he finished speaking, Li Eryi had already rushed over and opened the food box, seeing that the porridge, rice and steamed buns in it were devoured for a while.

Red eyes, like a hungry wolf, crying while eating, and shouting vaguely:

"Meat, meat..."

"With your current body, what meat do you eat?"

Yang Yu angrily handed a glass of water:

"Why, can't you get enough food in the porridge shed? At this time, there are still people who dare to be short of two pounds?"

Li Eryi ignored him, swept away the food box like a wind and a cloud, and drank a few bowls of water before lying down on the bed again, rolling back and forth with the bedding in his arms.

After a while, he regained some energy and reluctantly replied:

"After Mr. Xu came, he was quite full, but this porridge and rice has no oil and water, so it doesn't resist hunger. After eating it for a while, I was hungry again."

Li Eryi stuttered a little, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and then complained again:

In the past few months, the group of beasts in Deyang Mansion only boiled the clear soup twice a day and lacked water. "

As he said that, Li Eryi started howling again, thinking of the past half year, he couldn't stop panicking and feeling uncomfortable, and Yang Prison almost failed to persuade him for a long time.

But from his intermittent cries, Yang Prison could also see how miserable the hungry people in Deyang Mansion were.

Li Eryi traveled south and north, and naturally knew how to hide. Although gold and silver have depreciated greatly, they still have some value in the end, and they can also exchange some food from some people.

The other hungry people were far less fortunate.

"Misery, miserable, miserable."

Li Er's face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his body was trembling. He gritted his teeth and said about the tragic state of Deyang Mansion:

"...Murder, death, cannibalism, hell, that's all...that's all. If it wasn't for me, if it wasn't for me, I would still be able to do some martial arts, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'd be killed long ago and eaten..."

After eating and drinking, and having a bed again, Li Eryi's spirit gradually stabilized, but he didn't want to go out, so he curled up in the quilt.

Yang Yu couldn't persuade him, so he had to give up, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

For more than half a year, a storyteller who traveled south and north and ate with his tongue and face was forced into a stammer who did not dare to see anyone.

After closing the door and instructing the staff to take care of it, Yang Yu got up and came into the building.

The place where he was at this time was called the 'Spring Breeze Building', taking the name of Chunfeng proudly. It was the largest restaurant in Deyang Mansion.

Before the great drought, almost every day was full, and during the great disaster, it was also affected. However, these days, the reason is not because of the great drought.

It was Xu Wenji's **** cleansing.

When Xu Wenji entered the city, he beheaded Palace Master Deyang, and after entering the city, he directly dragged more than a thousand officials to Caishikou for beheading.

After that, there were collusion between officials and businessmen, local ruffians, bullies, rogues, murderers, robbers, and stealers...

In more than half a month, no less than 5,000 people were killed!

Some people applauded, and some people were shocked.

With Yang Prison's keen five senses, he could even smell the faint smell of blood in the air at this time. Even at this time, Caishikou was still beheading.

This is a warning and a reassurance.

After a catastrophe, there will be great chaos. If you don't appease it in advance, there will be more chaos in the future, and some people should really be killed.

You must know that Deyang Mansion was once the most prosperous place in Qingzhou, watered by thousands of water, and the grain output was extremely high. The reason why many people became refugees was not because of natural disasters, but because of man-made disasters.

Throughout the dynasties, any year of catastrophe is a carnival of officials and gentry. Due to the legal system of the Ming Dynasty, the restriction that any government or businessman cannot forcibly buy other people's land will be loosened in the year of catastrophe.

Because they don't need to buy by force, countless people sell their fields, children, and even themselves to them at a much lower price than usual.

And what they paid might be just a few bags of rice noodles, or even less.

After all, there are many people who sell themselves into slavery and survive in these years...

"Yang Qianhu."

A voice came, the person wearing a flying fish suit, sitting uninvited, introduced himself:

"Qiu Zhanyu, Qingzhou Jinyiwei is commanding the matter."

"Master Qiu."

Yang Prison nodded, the job agency wanted to say that he was still above him.

However, this position is more like a civilian job, and the training of military aircraft and new Jin Yiwei is rarely out of Qingzhou City in the past.

"Ten days ago, when I received a letter from Ling Ying, the deputy commander of Qi, I was a little unbelievable. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary."

Qiu Zhanyu stared at the young man in front of him, unable to hide his amazement.

In the past few months, in the entire Qingzhou, there is no one who is more famous than the one in front of him.

Yang Yu heard a lot of compliments, but his heart was already calm at this time, he responded casually, and asked:

"Where is Mr. Xu?"

"Appease the people and provide relief to the victims."

Qiu Zhanyu pointed out the window:

"Master Yang, do you know what was the most business in the streets of the city before I entered the city?"

"It's human!"

Before Yang Yu could speak, he replied:

"Selling sons and daughters, yes, a bucket of rice, 28 girls can choose at will, no matter what you do with it, no one will care..."

"Should kill!"

Yang Yu's eyes sank.

"The old man also thinks so. For half a month, all the officials in the city have been killed. However, officials like to kill, those who call themselves 'people' at this time, but can't kill them indiscriminately."

After Qiu Zhanyu answered, he took out a token and explained his purpose:

"Here, I want to get back that 'golden bean' for the old man."

Yang Yu glanced at the token engraved with the word Xu, nodded, flipped his hand, and took out the golden bean that had defeated Fang Qidao from the mustard seed space.

This bean~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is not an ingredient, neither gold nor iron. After using it once, there is no magic at all, but because Xu Wenji explained it, he naturally kept it.

According to his guess, the cost of this bean must be extremely expensive, and in some way, it can be reused.

"That's it."

Qiu Zhanyu breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to take it, but Yang Yu folded his palms.

"not busy."

Yang Yu played with the golden bean and asked:

"How much does Mr. Qiu know about this thing?"

"The boss is right."

After grabbing it empty, Qiu Zhanyu was not angry, he took out a thin booklet from his arms with a smile, took the golden beans, and turned to leave.

"Another jumble."

Yang Yu grabbed the booklet, and his eyes lit up.

This is a supernatural talk!