The crowds were surging, like a river returning to the sea, or like a pool with plugs pulled out.

The people who seemed to have only breathe left stood up one after another, rushing towards the porridge shed like dry bones rising back.

When Qian Yiqun heard that it was Hongyang Sect, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. However, Yang Ai caught this little move and asked, "Why are the teacher angry?"

"Drinking poison to quench thirst." Qian Yiqun replied simply.

Of course, Yang Ai knew the allusion of drinking poison to quench thirst, but he didn’t know why snatching porridge is just drinking poison to quench thirst. Could it be that there is poison in the porridge?

"The Red Yang Sect is a branch of the White Lotus Sect." Baisha stepped forward and explained, "The Taoist priest said that drinking poison to quench thirst is because he is afraid that these people will fall into a cult and cannot extricate themselves."

"I'm gone, what's the cult?" Fu Yuze, as a Taoist priest, does not have the corresponding sense of religious purity.

Many people's ideas are like Fu Yuze. As long as they survive, they don't care whose rice they eat.

"Why don't these people go to Yugou Cave Heaven?" Fang Qingzhu whispered, "I heard from Sister Yiquan that there is insufficient labor in the Cave Heaven, and some are earth."

Baisha smiled bitterly and said, "These people have been here from Henan, and they have to walk to Yangzhou again, and I don't know how many people can live. Moreover, it is not easy to pass through the prefectures, let alone bypass Nanjing."

Fang Qingzhu said oh, and couldn't bear to look carefully.

"Let's take a detour." Qian Yiqun gently patted the deer's neck, trying to avoid the crowd.

Who knew that more people came from outside and couldn't turn around and could only move forward along the flow of people.

Bai Feng and Qian Wei walked on both sides with swords. A Niu walked at the end with a two-meter-long vajra of Demon Subduing, looking like the guardian of the temple. These three people surrounded the team so that they would not be dispersed by the surging crowds.

"Hey, are you selling this deer?" Suddenly, a sharp voice overwhelmed the crowd and reached Qian Yiqun's ears.

Qian Yiqun looked in the voice and a man with a red scarf was shouting to him.

A red scarf on the forehead seems ordinary, but it is actually a symbol of identity.

The White Lotus Sect uses the three yang wheels as a doctrine, believing that the Lantern Buddha is in charge of the Qingyang world, the Sakyamuni Buddha is in charge of the Red Yang world, and the Maitreya Buddha is in charge of the White Yang world. The three worlds, the three worlds, are in response to the past, present, and future. According to their calculations, it is the end of the Red Yang world. Only by believing in the Holy Teaching White Lotus can you survive this "Red Sheep Tribulation" and enter the Baiyang Pure Land World.

Therefore, many white lotus tribes are marked by red turbans.

"Sorry, I won't sell it." Qian Yiqun shook his head and replied kindly.

Doing good deeds is about doing things regardless of your heart. Whether these cultists want to buy people's hearts or expand their power, as long as they actually reduce the tragedy of starvation in the wild, Qian Yiqun will not be embarrassed. His identity as a Taoist is very suspicious, let alone being a crazy believer.

"Do you know where this is?" The man was wearing a single dress in March, twisting his hips forward, looking quite imposing.

Qian Yiqun saw some clues from his trembling thighs and slightly blue lips. The red scarf on this man's head could not make him feel full and warm.

"I just passed Fengyang Mansion, what kind of town should it be here." Qian Yiqun said and walked, without any intention of staying, "By the way, aren't you a local?"

"**You eighteen generations of ancestors! I mean: Do you know whose territory this is?" The man cursed and shouted out word by word.

Hearing this roar, more men with red scarves rush out and surrounded Qian Yiqun and his group with great might. Their power was so great that the originally unstoppable wave of hungry people changed their way and did not dare to break through.

Baisha turned over and immediately stepped forward and said, "Everyone, we are just travelers passing by, and we hope to make it easier." After that, there was already an inch of silver in his hand, and he quietly handed it to the man who started attacking the first.

The man took the silver, put it in his arms, spat on the ground, slowed down, and said in a long voice: "Daoist, how do you sell this deer?"

Baisha shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked towards the horse, stepped on the stirrup, and said intimately: If a person wants to commit suicide, he can't stop him.

Qian Yiqun pursed his lips and said to himself: What if the ancestors encounter this situation? Give him the deer? Or do they have greater wisdom to enlighten this person?

"Oh," Qian Yiqun didn't think of any other way for a long time, so he sighed and said bluntly, "Daoist, I haven't done that childish thing about murdering people in the street for a long time. You guys get out of here quickly."

"You have even killed someone!" The man in red scarf laughed, "Brothers, this is what the little calf admitted by himself! If we take him to meet the official, we will definitely be rewarded!"

The group immediately became excited and took out the guys. There were no swords and swords, all of which were bamboo guns and wooden knives, and the whistle rods and iron rulers were well-equipped.

Qian Yiqun turned around and said, "Who will scare them?"

"Teacher, let me go!" Gu Meiniang shouted, jumped off the horse, held the sword in her arms, and shouted at the people in front of her: "You guys get on together!"

When those people saw a little girl with tender skin, tender flesh and beautiful eyes lingering, they immediately laughed. The man in the lead held an iron ruler and stepped forward and smiled, "Did you allow me?"

Gu Meiniang smiled sweetly and said, "What did you say? I can't hear it clearly, so get closer."

The man had never spoken to such a beautiful woman, and saw that she was not timid at all, her voice was sweet, and her heart was itchy like countless ants crawling by. He was like a bee attracted by the fragrance of flowers, and walked up ignorantly and fearlessly, "What is the name of the little lady?"

"Your grandma!" Gu Meiniang suddenly raised her eyebrows, and the sword in her arms was unsheathed, stabbing at the man with a trembling sound.

The man was shocked and woke up instantly. When he saw that the two men were separated by five or six steps, he just took a slight step back and made a move.

He only said that the distance was too far, and that little girl could not prick him.

Unexpectedly, Gu Meiniang had already pulled two or three steps closer, but the sword in her hand was thrown straight out, instantly flying over the remaining steps in the air, and running to the man.

The man was trying to pull the flying sword away, and was about to say a few words in the scene, so he took Gu Meiniang down with just a legitimate reason. The sword stopped in the air, and after passing the iron ruler, he immediately started and rushed straight into the middle gate.

The sword made a puff sound and pierced the man's key acupoint.

Gu Meiniang pointed at the sword and drew out the sword. A bloodline burst out from her narrow wound, hissing.

"I just asked you to scare him..." Qian Yiqun was speechless.

Killing people in the street depends on the situation.

Like the Qian family, who dares to tell a neighbor who is the neighbors? What's more, if something happens, you can even kill the white goose.

Now standing on someone's territory, there is a saying that a strong dragon does not suppress a local snake. Killing people like this will eventually lead to trouble.

There were exclamations in the crowd, but more people just bypassed this place. For them, grabbing porridge is the top priority.
Chapter completed!