Unknowingly, Yun Sheng and Yun Canghai had already entered the central area of the Great Zhou Kingdom. In the Dazhou area, the central part is the Guangrou sandstone plain.
In this area, there are no lush plants like Jiaoye Village, and the weather is very dry with more wind and less rain. On windy days, the sand and stones hit the scaffolding of the carriage, making a creaking sound.
On this day, Yuncang Haile stopped his horse, stopped, looked up at the sky, frowned and said nothing.
Yun Sheng noticed that the carriages and horses had stopped and lifted the curtain.
For some reason, the sunlight in this area seems very dim, weak, and looking at the sky, it is groggy, like the smoggy city in the north where Ji Yunsheng lived in his previous life, it is difficult to see the color of the sky clearly.
"Father?" Yun Sheng keenly noticed that Yun Canghai's expression was serious.
On the wasteland ahead, there appeared a small team winding forward like a centipede.
"Father, who are those people?" Yun Sheng's eyesight is excellent, and she even saw the true face of that "centipede" earlier than Yun Canghai. It was a refugee team composed of a group of old and weak women and children. ragged.
"It's refugees," Yun Canghai also saw the appearance of that team.
Yun Canghai had been to the central area of the Great Zhou Kingdom in his early years. In his memory, this place was not such a desolate scene. Why did such a large group of refugees suddenly appear
The group of refugees had already reached the carriage.
"Sister, do you have water?" A four or five-year-old child came over and grabbed the tarpaulin of the carriage pitifully. His lips were split like old tree bark.
Yun's father and daughter did not bring enough water and dry food along the way, if they took them out hastily, it would only attract looting.
The few men in the team rushed out like vicious dogs with fierce eyes, but they were trying to snatch the luggage of Yun Sheng and others.
Almost instantly, a wall of fire rose up on the ground, and the wall of fire was indestructible, shooting out fierce flames one after another.
The few men who intended to commit the crime were frightened, and they were all terrified, magicians, magicians.
"Master Mage!" The men plopped a few times and fell to their knees, "Master Mage, save us!"
The magic scepter in Yun Canghai's hand was hidden under his clothes. He had a vigilant expression on his face. He was not a good man or a believer. To him, the safety of his daughter was more important than anyone else or anything.
The wall of fire in Yun Canghai was scorching fiercely, causing the surrounding temperature to rise a lot in an instant.
Seeing Yun Canghai's indifference, those few men stood up in disappointment. They dragged the begging children and lifted the dying old man, and slowly moved forward.
They have long been accustomed to the indifference of passers-by. They have begged countless passers-by along the way, but when they heard that name, their faces changed drastically.
"Wait a minute," Yun Canghai said suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a family crest embroidered on the luggage of an old man at the front of the queue, and that family crest was a symbol in the shape of an auspicious cloud.
Those villagers still had some scruples about Yun Canghai.
Yun Canghai removed the firewall.
At this time, at the end of the queue, a young and weak child couldn't bear the fatigue all the way, and passed out. No matter how his relatives beside him shouted, they didn't respond.
Seeing this, Yun Sheng walked forward quickly, "Father, he has suffered from heat stroke, if he is not treated in time, he will die," Yun Sheng said, ordering several men to move the child into the carriage.
For a few miles around, it was all barren, and only the carriage could serve as a temporary shade.
Yun Sheng immediately untied the child's bag of water, sprinkled some salt in the water, and fed the child a few sips.
Heatstroke can be serious or minor, and if it is not treated in time, it will kill people, especially frail children and the elderly.
Yun Sheng took out the bone needle again, and picked a few needles on the child's forehead. After picking out some black blood, the child's complexion improved a little.
During the interval when Yun Sheng was treating the child, Yun Canghai had already chatted with an elder in the queue.
"Old man, if you read correctly, this area is the territory of General Wusheng's mansion. You should be the subjects of the general's mansion. Leaving the territory without authorization is a death penalty. Why do you leave the territory for no reason?" He and the Huang family will be rewarded after they have made military exploits.
Since the given land is a territory, those who live in the territory for generations are the subjects. The subjects are equivalent to the lord's private property. Without the lord's order, they are not allowed to leave without authorization, nor can their families move.
"My honorable mage, it's not that we are not afraid of death, but that we have a home and cannot return. Our village originally had more than 2,000 people. Since the strange cloud came to our village, only these people are left," Yun said. The elder Cang Hai talked to was the head of the village.
He sighed and told Yun Canghai that he was indeed a commoner who belonged to General Wu Sheng's mansion. Their village has been living well around here. About half a month ago, a red cloud floated above the village.
The villagers didn't pay attention at all, they just thought it was a cloud with a strange color, but day by day, since that cloud appeared, strange things happened in the village.
"First, the livestock in the village died one after another, then the wells dried up, and finally even the crops planted in the village died. The most frightening thing is that the cloud in the sky keeps getting bigger. At this moment, we The whole village was shrouded by that cloud. Every once in a while, a strange wind would be blown up in that cloud, sucking dozens of villagers into it." By the time the villagers realized something was wrong, most of the villagers had already All the villagers were sucked in by the strange cloud.
A strange cloud that can draw people into it
Yun Canghai's expression was solemn: "What happened? Did you not report it to the General's Mansion?"
The territory is equivalent to the lord's personal property, so any incidents must be reported to the lord first.
The lord will send another expert from the family to inspect.
"Sent, it was sent ten days ago, and the villagers who sent the letter have not returned yet. Seeing that the number of villagers is getting smaller and smaller every day, I can only take the risk of death and move the villagers to a nearby village," The village chief couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing choked up.
"Sheng'er, you stay here, stay with the villagers first, I'll go ahead and have a look," Yun Canghai told Yun Sheng to stay where he was.
He left the carriage for Yun Sheng, and went to the village in front of him to explore.
General Wu Sheng's mansion? Yun Sheng couldn't help but glanced at the villagers.
Yun Sheng realized that these people were likely to be members of the Yun family, no wonder his father intervened in this matter uncharacteristically.
A strange cloud that can inhale people? Is it a monster or an unknown monster
What kind of monster is that? She still remembers her father in her heart and wants to follow her to see it.
In the ear, there was a neighing of a horse, and a woman's miserable cry came.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a moon-white carriage coming swiftly, pulled by two extremely beautiful Gallic steeds, with tall necks and dense hair, covered in white, not a single hair could be found from head to toe.
Driving the car were two twin boys, dressed in gorgeous magic short robes.
A village woman who was pregnant with Liujia was frightened and fell in front of the carriage.
~Spoilers aside, another important person appears on the stage, a top-notch handsome pot, Ye Fox, and Nai's wife is about to run away with someone~