"There is another question. I have been confused these days." Before Cao Zijing could react, Lu Gong changed the subject.

Cao Zijing looked at him seriously.

"I have paid attention on the street these days and found that there is not even a single victim in Kyoto! Don't you think it's strange?"

Along the way, they passed by several large-scale cities, and almost every one of them could see the victims who fled famine, and even starving people on the road were seen from time to time.

It has been a few days since I came to Kyoto. Lu Gong observed in the Land Temple for three days, but unexpectedly did not see any victims. This was almost unimaginable in the Huachao, which had been drought for three consecutive years.

Cao Zijing did not answer this question directly, and his face was full of mockery.

"This is an important place in Kyoto. Once something happens, it will easily be passed on to the current priest. The priest will have great ambitions, expeditions to the Huthi in the west, expeditions to the Jin Yuan in the north, and expeditions to the south, and unification will be reappeared. If there is a chaos at this time, I don't know how many people will land."

Lu Gong was puzzled. "In this era, we are still in a state of poverty and military force. We must first settle the country when fighting foreign countries. Do we not even understand this most basic principle? Now the people of China are living in poverty, not to mention that nine out of ten families are empty, and the people have no food at home. How can they rely on to fight?"

Cao Zijing shook his head: "This is not something we can control. No one can control the matter that the emperor has decided. Even the current Prime Minister Zhang Yizhi was said to have almost been dismissed by the emperor because of his opposition. Now, who dares to say more gossip?"

Cao Zijing obviously felt that the situation in Kyoto was not bad these days, and smiled and said, "If he really wanted to see the victims, the Lan family's shadow would be here ten outside the city."

"Lan Family Shadow?"

"Yes. In order to ensure the danger and order of Kyoto, all victims without disasters have to retreat to Kyoto. Once they found that no victims were approaching, they were arrested and sent to Cao Zijing. Now someone dared to go to Cao Zijing." Yun Yanshan said wonderfully.

In order to ensure the danger and order in Kyoto, is it necessary to let the victims retreat?

It is a foreshadowing that Lu Gong suddenly has no seed outside his heart. As the saying goes, there will be no small epidemic before a small disaster. If all the victims are really thrown into the wilderness, it will only aggravate our death. If the living and dead live together for a long time, it will inevitably lead to various diseases, especially plagues.

When Lan Family Ying finished speaking, Lu Gong had already risen into the sky and headed into the city.

Along the way, I met seven golden armored giants, who had no jade talismans on their body and had any investigation.

After leaving the city, Lu Gong circled in the low altitude for a while, and slowly discovered where Cao Zijing was.

A few outside, the stenchy smell was already hard to breathe. When Lu Gong landed under Cao Zijing, his whole heart was thrust.

Then what is the difference between purgatory on earth and purgatory on earth!

The number of hunger was all over the mountain, almost half of the mountain was covered with it. Lu Gong glanced at it, and at least tens of thousands of people could see it with his naked eyes.

Even less, half dead, and one breath, some women and men, expose their chests and lie on the ground waiting for death.

Fallen stench rose into the sky, spreading the entire Lan family shadow, turning the outside into a real corpse mountain. These who had no strength were searching in the corpse, waiting for the miracle to happen in vain.

That was a hundred times less severe than the disaster in Tianshui County. That kind of thing happened at the foot of the emperor.

Looking closer, groups of soldiers patrolling at the foot of the mountain to prevent the victims from leaving Cao Zijing. At that time, Wuxin's victims were thrown on the side of the road with affection, and the soldiers drove us down the mountain with long spears.

Lu Gong searched around and finally found a mountain temple with only a few people at the top of the mountain.

Outside the temple, the stone statue of the mountain god had been pushed aside, and two hungry men occupied it, and there was also a stench of scent under us.

Sure enough, a plague happened!

"Where is the mountain god?" Lu Gong's heart was filled with anger and roared.

After a moment, an old man as thin as a victim walked out tremblingly under a dead tree in the temple.

When he saw that his old body was dyed ink white, Lu Gong's anger was extinguished, and he replaced it with pity.

Looking at the ragged mountain god without this almost complete divine character, Lu Gong immediately thought of Baigu.

"Xiao, what is the little god's order?" The mountain god came to Lu Gong with a cane and tried his best to maintain his demeanor, but it was still difficult to stand up straight.

Lu Gong's voice was bitter. "Why did he become what he is now?"

The mountain god was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that no one had ever asked about it for a long time. I looked at the box behind me with my head high, and then I stood firm, and then said, "Little God, you are an ancient tree that Cao Zi respected. Now that the external plague is rampant, your body has died. I have been affected by the plague for many years, so you have escaped."

"Will that situation last for a long time?" Lu Gong asked.

"It's been two years since I was little, right? You can remember it too. When the victims were sent to the outside world for the first time, it was a autumn full of mountains. You dare to come out at will again." The mountain god's face was bitter, and the linen at the foot of the mountain was like willow bark torn by the cold wind, as if it could collapse at any time.

I glanced at the occupied mountain temple, and Yuna shook her head. "Little God, please leave the outside world too. After a while, the outside world will probably be born without the plague."

Lu Gong felt extremely depressed. Even though he knew that he must have solved the problem outside, he still asked seriously: "Do you know that there are not many disaster victims outside?"

The mountain god shook his head: "There are fewer people who are still alive. If there are more than 10,000 or more, there should be nothing. In those days, human life is like grass. How can you lower-level gods be like this? Little god, please walk slowly!"

The mountain god urged him to say.

"I'm up!" Lu Gong floated up and left directly, but wandered in the air under Cao Zijing.

After inspecting all night, Lu Gong was extremely numerous outside his heart.

On the early morning of the seventh day, I returned to Kyoto exhausted. Yunyanshan was already waiting in the old place.

Looking at the direction where Lu Gong came, Yun Yanshan had guessed it, and deliberately smiled, "How is it? Did you regret it in Lu Gong Pavilion? "

Lu Gong got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart and asked in a deep voice: "Little Man Cao, the day has come, do you know what the result is?"

"You go to the villain of Shangshu first and let me tell him personally." Yun Yanshan sighed.

Lu Gong's heart was slightly sank. Should he follow Yunyanshan to Du Chun's yard?

When he retreated into Du's mansion, Du Chun was waiting outside the yard. When the sedan chairs were already prepared, the two sedan chairmen were waiting even less slowly.
Chapter completed!