As winter begins, the weather becomes colder.

After Xiao Jinyan and Zhao Langjiang parted in Kaifeng, they headed south all the way back to Dingzhou. But they were not very happy when they went down the road.

My longing for Yu Wenshuang was gradually diluted by the miserable world after the arrival of heaven.

The most severely damaged disaster was south of Lingnan and near the capital. After the disaster, the imperial court's originally extremely strict population movement control system was broken with the collapse of the Ming Dynasty's royal power, and homeless refugees could be seen everywhere, and they wandered around like headless flies.

The arrival of the way of heaven is a natural disaster, and man-made disasters after natural disasters are even more terrifying.

People kept falling down, and the bodies lying on the roadside were buried, gradually rotting, emitting a disgusting smell, while the wandering pedestrians turned a blind eye.

They are already numb.

Xiao Jinyan had seen the Yellow River flooding, and it was fashionable and the imperial court had disaster relief, but this time, there was nothing, and people left it to fate.

After the emperor died, rumors spread everywhere, like a plague. The government system of government orders had long been paralyzed. King Yu and King Shu were all proclaimed to be emperors. Other local forces also established armed organizations, some to protect their homes, and some to invade and seize resources.

Wars broke out everywhere.

Xiao Jinyan once saw two villages fighting for a land with water, dozens of people were killed and injured. After two robbers robbed pedestrians, they killed and killed each other. At first, he would stop it, but later this kind of thing was common and he could do nothing.

The world is so big, can he manage it?

I wonder what Dingzhou will look like? What will happen after Zhao Langjiang returns to Yinyang City?

On the way to the officialdom, Xiao Jinyan stopped to rest. He was skilled in martial arts and beat some pheasants and rabbits along the way, and made food with pine wood. He lived this kind of life frequently before, so there was no big problem.

A group of ragged beggars came, including old men, young men, women, and children. Although their clothes were torn, they could be seen that the materials and textures of these clothes were pretty good. They should look like family members and were also wealthy.

When they saw Xiao Jinyan, they came up to beg for a mechanical purpose. Xiao Jinyan divided half of the jerky meat to them. The beggars were so grateful that an old man came up and said thank you.

Xiao Jinyan asked, "Where are you going?"

The old man said, "We don't know where to get food, so we go wherever we can go. I heard that the disaster in Jiangnan is even smaller, and our family is preparing to go to the south to try our luck." He sighed, "I lived for sixty or seventy years. I will be hungry and full for the rest of my life, but my grandson is only six years old. How can I live in the future?"

The old man's words reminded him of locusts.

They also follow the monsoon like these bugs, going wherever there is water and food. They seem inconspicuous, but once they are in groups, it will be a disaster. Wherever they go, there will be no grass left.

At noon, the whole family knelt on the ground, muttering words, praying to God, hoping that their sincerity could move God. However, God is so busy, how could he care about them?

After praying, the old man took out some leaves and distributed them to everyone, then took another piece and handed it to Xiao Jinyan. Xiao Jinyan said strangely, "What is this?"

The old man said, "Forget the worries. After the disaster, this kind of grass was grown in many places, which can not only satisfy hunger but also make people forget their worries. Young people, come some too."

Xiao Jinyan held the leaves, which were as shaped as a heart, the size of a palm. He seemed to have seen them somewhere, but he couldn't remember them for a moment. After smelling them, there was a faint fragrance that could attract people's desires, but he did not eat them.

After the others finished eating, they all lay on the ground, each of them was fascinated by the gloss of happiness, and they were not as embarrassed as before.

The old man said, "Eating these leaves is like living in a fairyland on earth."

Xiao Jinyan saw a few people dancing, which reminded him of the past when the playboys in the capital took Wushi Powder.

He asked the old man, "How long does the medicine work?"

The old man said, "It takes one or two hours. But you can't accept too much, otherwise you will fall into a coma."

"It's harmful to the body."

The old man said, "So what? It is better to be able to gain a moment of peace in hallucination and even see dead relatives than to escape famine every day for survival, right? Without these leaves, we would probably not even have the courage to survive."

Xiao Jinyan suddenly understood Wang Banxian a little.

If the world of Datong is truly built, wouldn’t it be like them, living in the world of soul-summoning banners, like a beautiful land in the peach land, without taxes, without labor service, and everyone can live in peace. Isn’t that okay?

But he quickly denied this idea.

Unreal

, no matter how real it is, it is always illusory.

Escape and anesthetize yourself will not solve the problem.

Xiao Jinyan asked, "Where did you find this kind of forgetfulness grass?"

The old man said, "There are rumors everywhere that there is a Taoist priest who has great supernatural powers and saves people from the world. He sows the seeds of the Forgetful Grass on earth. This grass survives very strongly. As long as there is water, it can grow up in ten days."

Taoist priest?

Wang Banxian?

Xiao Jinyan noticed the danger signal, no wonder he felt familiar. He had seen this Forgetful Grass in the fields of the Soul-Summoning Banner.

"Where is that Taoist?"

The old man shook his head, "We don't know that these leaves were picked on the roadside. By the way, are you sure you won't come a little?"

Xiao Jinyan shook his head, "No need."

He ignored them and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a sudden whistle came from behind her head, and Xiao Jinyan noticed the danger.

Someone attacked!

He grabbed the opponent's weapon with his backhand.

A hammer.

And the person who takes action is a young man walking with the old man.

Seeing this, the others picked up iron rods and axes and surrounded Xiao Jinyan.

Xiao Jinyan was angry, "I kindly share what you eat, but you will repay your kindness with grudges."

The old man smiled, "You gave this little to you so many of us, so I'll share the burden."

No wonder he kept persuading himself to eat the Forget-Wretched Grass, but he turned out to be malicious. The two most common mistakes people make are: one is to use their kindness to measure other people's malicious intentions, and the other is to use other people's malicious intentions with their own evil intentions.

"Young people, we have many people. For the sake of your food, you only take what you eat and save your life. In addition to normal, you are a good food."

The old man's face showed a ferocious look.

Xiao Jinyan felt disgusted in his heart, and he remembered Wang Banxian's face.

"Uncle Second, why are you talking to him? Just kill him directly!" said the young man who was sneak attacking. The old man thought for a moment and took two steps back, which was considered as acquiescent to their decision.

"Go together and kill him!"

Xiao Jinyan felt angry. In the chaotic world, compassion would only kill people. He had murderous intentions. These ordinary people in the countryside were not his opponents. In an instant, the five people who were besieged died on the spot.

The old man was shocked and sat on the ground in fear. The young man, who looked harmless, hated him, was even more deadly than those thieves.

"Good man, please spare me!"

Xiao Jinyan looked at him coldly.

In the distance, the women and children were so scared that they cried loudly, their voices above the official road, which were extremely desolate.

The old man said tremblingly, "Hero, our tribe members are also for the sake of survival. For the sake of women and children, let the old man be spared."

Xiao Jinyan picked up the package, hung it on his shoulder, and slowly left.

Killing is meaningless.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, the youngest strength has been lost, and the fate of this family is also destined.

Xiao Jinyan just wanted to return to Dingzhou and to Yuwenshuang.

He left all the way of heaven and the pure land on earth behind him.

Even if the end of the world is approaching, he just wants to live with his beloved woman.

In the following days, he deliberately chose some remote paths, walked in places where people were rarely visited, and avoided the tragedy of the world. Fortunately, he had martial arts skills and could defeat some birds and animals, so it was not difficult to survive.

The further you go south, the situation gets much better.

The losses suffered here are relatively small, and many county towns and prefectures that survived the disaster showed a new atmosphere.

Along the way, he encountered countless forces, some of whom were dominant, while others proclaimed themselves as generals. After experiencing the initial disorder and chaos, a new order was being reshaped in just a few months.

In early spring, Xiao Jinyan came to the border of Dingzhou.

Finally returned to the familiar world.

When he saw many people, he walked towards Dingzhou with a hint of joy on his face. He only found out that these people were going to Dingzhou when he chatted with them.

Because it is circulating everywhere, Dingzhou City has food and openly accepts exiled refugees. In just a few months, the city has expanded from less than 20,000 to nearly 80,000.

The doomsday fortress Yuwen Tianlu spent twenty years to build was unscathed in the arrival of the way of heaven, and now it has become a holy place that many refugees yearn for.

And he also completed the redemption of the crimes he committed before that year.

After climbing the green mountains, he saw tens of thousands of acres of fertile land and a large area of ​​land that was being reclaimed.

The people are

When cultivating in the fields, some people are also building canals to irrigate the melted snow water from the mountains, and the fields are full of vitality.

Outside Dingzhou City, people are building villages. Although they are a bit simple, they are enough to provide people with shelter from wind and rain, and a place that can be called home.

In this world, there is a corner of residence that you don’t have to rush around, don’t know where your next meal will be, and where tomorrow will be. It is already very satisfying for the people who have been wandering for a long time.

There was a long line at the mountain pass.
To be continued...