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At the same time, the refugee camp.

A middle-aged man in simple clothes but much cleaner than ordinary refugees was lying on a rotten wooden table, taking out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his rag bag, and then carefully writing.

The third day of the second month of Zhaoyang

The Great Wilderness

I wrote my final writing here.

My surname is Li, my name is Fugui, and my courtesy name is Zhongjie. I was originally a Jinshi in the Encai period of Emperor Wenchang.

After more than 20 years of vacancies, he was promoted and demoted several times and served as the county magistrate of Qinglin County. However, unexpected events in the world were in trouble, and eventually, due to the unfavorable resistance to drought, the people were displaced and large-scale loss of the people under his rule, and they were dismissed from office.

Fortunately, the court missed my old love and had classmates and teachers and students to help me. I was not exiled to the border, but was only demoted to the common people.

Half a lifetime of honor and disgrace, and a single thought, I misunderstood the words of the Chief Yu, who was in charge of the granary. I did not open the warehouse and release the grain in time, which led to the land of treatment being hungry and killed everywhere. It was sad and lamentable, and I hated!

Having written this, Li Fugui stood up and breathed a long sigh, feeling indescribable depression.

He continued to write after his emotions were completely calmed down:

Looking back now, I suddenly realized that the Yusi of Qinglin County seemed to have had problems a long time ago, but at that time I was blinded by my subordinates and didn’t know it.

Not only that, the Yusi of other government offices also needs to be carefully examined. I believe that the magic of the rat, which has frequent traces of devils recently, is very likely to be related to these Yusi officials.

If the guess is true, it will definitely be a earth-shaking event. There is a very likely invisible hand to manipulate the desert from the wilderness, drought, food shortage, refugee incidents, etc.

The current situation of starvation everywhere and people living in poverty is not only due to natural disasters, but also humans.

I hope the court can check it out in detail.

...

After writing this sentence, Li Fugui looked around again. His cautious state was like some of the refugees who wanted to threaten his life.

This is the reason why the opening chapter reveals the finale?

However, in order to prevent evil demons from hiding in the areas where refugees live, Yanglong Temple sends people to patrol and inspect almost every day. Even if the evil demons have great abilities, they can only hide.

So in broad daylight, who dares to kill his life?

Li Fugui continued to write.

On the seventh day of January, I followed the refugees all the way to Yanglong Temple.

Yanglong Temple is thousands of miles away from Qinglin County, and it is a wild place with wild beasts and demons, which is extremely dangerous. I thought that most refugees could not reach the legendary Yanglong Temple, and they would die on the road due to hunger and coldness, but the strange thing is...

Li Fugui paused for a moment and confirmed the safety around him again. As the warm spring sunlight shone on him, the coldness in his heart gradually dissipated.

Keep writing...

What’s strange is that along the way, we seemed to be hungry and tired. We walked in a daze for seven days and eight nights without eating anything. We arrived at the Yanglong Temple refugee camp in an incredible way recently.

Looking back now, I still feel panic. I have seen that no one of the other refugees noticed that this matter was inappropriate. The experience of seven days and eight nights seemed to be just a moment in their minds.

No one doubted why he could have been able to walk so long without eating or drinking. No one thought about what happened to him. Everyone was immersed in the joy of arriving at Yanglong Temple and could not extricate themselves.

Weird, very strange.

In the past few days, I have been secretly investigating this matter, suspecting that there were evil demons, but when I think about it, I did not come into contact with any evil demons on the way, and the only thing I can call contact was when the refugees set off, the head of the Yusi Office of Qinglin County took out the last batch of grain for refugees to use along the road.

What is different from other refugees is...

Having written this, Li Fugui took out a few black bran cakes from his backpack, and the look of looking at the bran cakes was filled with fear and relief.

He had long suspected that Yu Si had a problem, and was dissatisfied with the former's behavior of deceiving superiors and concealing subordinates, so he did not eat the bran cakes that Yu Si finally distributed to the refugees.

Originally, I was just careful, and I was not happy. But now it seems that these things have definitely had big problems.

Even though he had not eaten it, he had an abnormal state just carrying it.

Even ordinary monks can't do it if they don't eat or drink in the past half month.

An evil thing?

Or other weird existences?

It is obviously just an ordinary bran cake on the surface, so why does it have such a strange effect?

The most important thing is that the existence of making these bran cakes is really good-minded, and they did this in order to make these refugees have the ability to rush here?

Li Fugui shook his head. On the contrary, he always felt that there was an evil demon secretly causing the fire.

Not to mention encountering an evil demon along the way, they didn't even encounter ferocious beasts in the wilderness. They could be said to be moving towards Yanglong Temple in a daze.

There are no dangers, no obstacles, and the road is extremely smooth. It is as if God is opening up a path for them.

As the saying goes, every time the destiny gives, the price has been marked secretly. Li Fugui is alert in his heart that he has been secretly investigating the past few days and found that the unreasonableness of their refugee team is simply too many.

Gripping his teeth and continuing to write:

In the past few days, as the secret investigation deepened, I found that our refugee team was in a very strange state. Many people's skin began to become stiff, but they were all hidden under their clothes.

Unable to be easily discovered.

In addition, some people began to fear light, fire, and noisy voices. My condition was a little better, and the alienation was not obvious. It seemed that it was because I had never eaten bran cakes.

However, none of the above is the most important thing. What made me even more frightened and puzzled was that I had secretly reported this matter to a holy monk from Yanglong Temple. At that time, the holy monk said with certainty that there was no problem with the people around me. Only after my repeated requests did I say that I would report this matter to the host of Toji Azuki, Toshima.

However...to this day, no holy monks appear here again!!!

Having written this, Li Fugui's fear was beyond words.

He said that he didn't know that the holy monk had a problem and was assassinated by the evil demon. Or was the holy monk... also a member of the evil demon?

Just as he was thinking about this, his body suddenly stiffened, and cold sweat all over his body suddenly appeared. Under the blue sky and the sun, a faint cool breeze came from behind.

The cold wind blew across the paper, and then it blew up and fell down again.

"I'm really smart. I don't eat bran cakes. I have been observing it secretly for so long. I'm afraid I'll forget it and I have to write a diary. I even want to pass on the situation here to Yanglong Temple."

"Tsk tsk...If it weren't for Yuan Ming... Forget it, it's useless to say more. After today, you will become one of the demon zombies."

Li Fugui turned his head tremblingly and saw a mouse, the size of a wheel, holding a bran cake in his hand, showing a human-like smile.

"The real dragon saves me!"

Li Fugui couldn't help but shout out.

"Real dragon?"

"Haha, he can do anything to me..."

Boom!

A shocking thunder suddenly came.

The fire-colored vortex suddenly appeared above the entire Yanglong Temple, which is 50 miles away.

The fire is burning and the temperature rises at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Next second

hold head high!!!

A dragon roar resounded through the sky.

"The real dragon... is really here to save people!"

One man and one rat broke out at the same time.

One person is happy, and the other rat is afraid.

Only you know the taste.
Chapter completed!