Museum of Demons

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"Where is your father?"

"Zheng Xidi was arrested and died as a soldier."

"...Where is your mother?"

"Mother is dead, starved to death..."

"Where is your home?"

"Daddy is dead, he will be another family member."

"!!! Who dares to annex the land?"

"It's from the official's house."

"..."

A thin child gobbled up and ate dry food and pancakes. His Majesty the Emperor conquered Sidi for many years, and his labor was heavy, and the plague was rampant. It is no longer rare for people from such a family background. He is wearing a patchwork with a wooden staff. The face of the young Taoist man in the Taoist robe dimmed.

Seeing that the child was extremely hungry, but still had half of his food left, he forced himself to laugh:

"Why don't you eat it?"

The child carefully stuffed the pancake into his arms and said:

"Mother said, if you want to leave the next meal, a hungry meal is better than a full meal and then starve to death."

His voice paused, with some doubts, but mother left to eat at every meal, and she still starved to death. It can be seen that what she said was not very right, but she starved to death and she was still alive. Correct.

Starved to death, there is no temperature, no way to speak, hands are cold.

The mother who was able to walk around on her back was covered by a thin straw mat when she fell down.

When the child said this, the young Taoist's lips trembled, and a trace of sorrow appeared on his face. The two Taoists beside him were silent and speechless. There was also a tall middle-aged man with an angry face and punched hard. On the nearby tree, the big tree was cut off and discounted.

There was a pity in the child's eyes.

It was a willow tree, the taste of willow bark was pretty good, and the buds that had just grown were also delicious.

After the discount, you won’t be able to eat it.

The young Taoist priest rubbed the child's head in silence and asked, "What is your name?"

The child replied: "Shuigouzi."

The young Taoist said: "...what's this name?"

The child said: "Mother said, we people, with a lower name, it is easier to survive."

The young Taoist fell silent. He sighed and glanced at the two younger brothers and the recovered bandit. When the child fell asleep, he talked in a low voice. He didn't know what to do with the child. It was impossible to do this. Leave it alone, but you can't take him.

Today’s pandemic is particularly severe in Jizhou. The group of them intends to go to Jizhou to treat the people there, a child with poor bones, and if they go to such a place, they may die from a serious illness within a few days. They discussed it. Next, even if the middle-aged man expressed opposition, he would leave the child in the home of a commoner who had been blessed by them.

Then divide the copper coins on the body in half.

Let the man take care of the child.

Then the group headed to Jizhou, but they did not expect that they had rested in the wild for a night, and found the child again the next day. He was chased behind them like a stubborn little beast, the middle-aged man. I didn't care about it once, and rushed over to pick up the child.

Zhang Jiao looked at the child, opened his mouth, and said, "The place we are going is very dangerous..."

The child said seriously: "Follow you, you can eat."

Zhang Jiao couldn't speak. He wanted to say that even if he stayed, he would still eat, but he looked at the child's eyes.

He didn't know how to explain it.

The middle-aged man raised the child, looked at it, and cried out abruptly: "You kid, why don't you have all the money? Why are you left with these flatbreads?!" He stretched out his big hand. , I just found a few cakes from the child's arms. The child laughed and held up the cakes preciously:

"This, you can eat, you can't die from starvation."

The voice paused: "Mother said, don't starve to death..."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but he could only sigh and curse. The emperor conquered Xi Di, and the court was extravagant, so the tax was so high that Zhang Jiao reached out his hand and touched the immature child’s hair, saying: "Then you just follow me..."

"Remember the last name?"

The child shook his head very bachelor, so that the middle-aged man was so angry that he knew what to eat, but Zhang Jiao smiled and said: "The last name is very important to the people of China. I can't give you anything. But the name can be changed."

"A ditch is a place where water is stored, and a place where water is stored for thousands of years is an abyss."

"How about you treat you as Yuan?"

The child didn’t know anything, but just nodded blankly. Instead, the big man laughed and put the young child on his shoulder. When the whole court ignored the Jizhou epidemic, Zhang Jiao took his brother with him. And believers walked into this plague place.

As the situation swayed, the Taoist named Zhang Jiao used herbs and talisman to treat the plague, but was ridiculed by officials that it was a magic talisman, which was useless to confuse the people, but in the era when plague typhoid fever was regarded as a mortal disease. , Chaotang blocked the typhoid area, but he went retrograde.

Someone asked him what he did for fame or profit.

This young Taoist priest always smiled and treated the sick to save people.

indeed……

In the eyes of aristocratic families, they risked death for the sake of a few people. This is indeed a dull person. At present, the worries of relatives and eunuchs are the big things in the minds of ministers. Famous people like Lu Zhi and Wang Yun are worried about the fortune of the Han Dynasty. , Loyal to the outside, with emotion.

Worried about the young age of the sage today, being deceived by those eunuchs and relatives, worrying about how to rejuvenate the big man.

The young Taoists treated these seriously ill people and resolved their grievances, telling them that the dragon veins of the Great Han are still prosperous, and that the epidemic is only short-lived. When the current emperor wipes out the treacherous officials and reorganizes things, everything will gradually get better at that time.

"If you want to live, as long as you live, you can always see hope."

There are also many people who have lost their parents who come to Zhang Jiao's door, and he treats them equally.

And the child named A Yuan, because his bones are really weak, it seems that he had a serious illness when he was young, was born with a loss, and was not well taken care of afterwards. He often coughed, accompanied by Zhang Jiao and Liu. Niu is a strongman who used to be a bandit and robbed him. He couldn't understand how sick this kid looked.

Train this stinky boy to exercise his bones every day.

Swearing, but every time I finish training, I have to find a way to add meals to this kid.

Or to catch a rabbit, or beat a sparrow, he can always find all kinds of food.

This period of time is the happiest time in the memory of the child named A Yuan. He has many playmates and brothers. Uncle Aniu will take him to exercise, let him sit on his shoulders and take him everywhere. Go, look everywhere, although there are diseases, but under Zhang Jiao's medical skills, many people are still cured.

The old man next door also taught Yuan how to find edible flowers and plants.

Tell him that malt is actually very sweet.

Yuan is a little curious, he can't eat wheat, how can he eat malt?

That old man's eyes will always become very complicated.

A Yuan looked at Liu Niu next to him and said, "Uncle Niu, did I say something wrong?"

Liu Niu sighed: "It is not wrong. What is wrong is this world. Those nobles don't care about our lives or life. I heard that they sometimes make a banquet. The meat they throw away can fill a room. There is a tank."

The old man hurriedly stopped Liu Niu and said, "What are you talking about."

Then smiled and touched Mo Yuan's head, pointed to his little pocket, and said:

"It's nothing, just like what Mr. Zhang said. After so many years, the emperor and nobles must be thinking about how to overcome these difficulties. Then everything will be fine. I am now, I will save some wheat. Seeds, hehe, then grandpa will teach you how to eat malt."

A Yuan's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily.

The old man is in good spirits.

Then after a while, Zhang Jiao successfully cured all the people nearby, and then traveled to leave here, and went along the road to treat illnesses and save people. When leaving there, the people sent him a long way away. Yuan saw the man laughing. There are shallow dimples on the cheeks.

Zhang Jiao rubbed his head and said, "As long as you take your time, this great man's world will always be revitalized."

But this summer, there was a severe drought, and large tracts of land were not harvested.

Zhang Jiao’s name as a sage made him even have followers of family officials. Zhang Jiao and his disciples rushed to the family’s family to borrow food. The family’s children ceremoniously entertained Zhang Jiao. There were all kinds of dishes on the table, even with piano music and music. The sound of musical instruments, in a place like this, the Taoists in linen clothes look extremely ugly and eye-catching.

Yuan heard the faint laughter.

He was a little inferior. He lowered his head and saw those dancing girls wearing gorgeous silks and looking at his shoes that leaked toes. It was very embarrassing and uncomfortable. He noticed that Senior Brother Tang Zhou next to him was staring at the beautiful dancing girl without blinking. blink.

The Taoist beside him was still calm and calm.

It was only when he expressed the hope that the family would help the victims, but he was excused.

Those people started to say something again. The monks of Tianzhu translated the Prajna Samadhi Sutra and received a lot of gold and silver treasures.

I also heard that Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty, was proposed by several big officials, and the great sage Cai Yong and others commented on "The Poetry", "Book", "Yi", "Spring and Autumn", "Gongyang Biography", and "Yi Li". "The Analects of Confucius" seven scriptures were revised and carved into stone tablets.

There are a total of forty-six steles, carved for eight years, from east to west, fold to south, and fold to east, standing in the shape of a burr on the east side of the Taixue lecture hall, covered by a roof, on both sides There are guardrails, and every day the children of the family go to watch, and there are more than a thousand vehicles.

Those who wear silk satin and look fair and make people feel inferior, say.

This is the creation and continuation of the cultural context, and it is a great event that will last forever.

Boundless merits.

When starting the banquet, Yuan curiously took a bite of meat and was stunned.

At the end of the banquet, I pulled the sleeves of the horns: "Master, Master."

"Is this meat?!"

"So we can eat meat..."

"It's the first time I have eaten it, it smells good..."

Facing many difficulties, but still calm and calm, the Taoist priests who seemed to be superior to the so-called big figures suddenly burst into tears, wiped the corners of their eyes with their cuffs, pulled Yuan, and said: "We have borrowed food, and we will go to Jizhou. ..."

……………………

They returned to the place where they had been before with the food.

Zhang Jiao’s eyes were shining, and he kept going all the way. As for the weak and weak Yuan, Liu Niu drove back without stopping, but he couldn’t see the familiar people, the villages, towns, and big movies that had been cured. The blockbuster became a deserted place.

Zhang Jiao hurriedly stopped one person, pointed to the place where the people he had met before, said:

"Thank you, where is this family?"

The man numbly said, "Ah, Old Man Zhou, dead, starved to death."

Zhang Jiao opened his mouth: "Here, all these people..."

Come to Humanity: "Yeah, starved to death."

"There is no harvest this year, and the taxes of the court have gone up again. It seems that His Majesty is going to build gardens and build stone monuments. They are all money. Naturally, they have to collect money. The grain has been taken away. Dead, just starving to death, the land can also be taken away..."

The young Taoist stumbled back, suddenly feeling dizzy.

The people he saved from typhoid fever died of hunger, and how much meat and wine Zhumen threw away every day? How many were given to the monks and the great sages to integrate the literature?

Every word in the prosperous context is a person who starved to death, or died in battle on the battlefield of Xidi.

A Yuan found the old man's house, which was empty.

He took out the rotten meat from under his sleeve and placed it gently in front of the threshold.

Squatting in front of this room.

"grandfather……"

"It's not just malt, actually."

"Meat is sweet too."

"Also, in fact, we can also eat meat, as well as noodles..."

……………………

After a long drought, it finally rained a little bit.

The Taoist man in a plain linen robe stood silently in the rain. He looked up at the sky and hesitated at a loss. What exactly he was doing, and the people he saved, was struggling to support him for what he was trying to be like a livestock. Live the same, then die after struggling?

This world is seriously ill.

Yuan will never forget.

The man stood in the rain. Slowly, people in linen clothes appeared. There was a glimmer of hope on their numb faces. They found the broken umbrella and found something that could shelter the wind and rain. , Surrounded by the Taoist.

Cover him from wind and rain.

One, ten, one hundred.

Until I don't know how many people.

The cloths of various colors and broken umbrellas gathered together are like the vast sky.

If you don’t see the gaze that countless people desire, then you can’t understand at all, what is sadness, a person who sinks into the darkness, even a little light will lead them to rush to the past, and that person turns his head and sees the silence Now, the person standing behind him, he saw those longing eyes.

He thought of the precepts of Taoism.

No, no.

Zhang Jiao was silent, and he stretched out his hand to those people——

How can I refuse...

Moths will fight the fire.

The fire will eventually burn out.

A person who can illuminate others in the dark cannot make a second choice at this time. If not, he will no longer be the flame.

……………………

"No way!!"

"My Dao Sect disciple, contact with Qi Luck will already ruin Daoxing, let alone you... you..."

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, who had always believed in their elder brothers, were furious this time.

"Big brother, do you know what you are going to do?!"

Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand and pressed it on his brother's shoulder, saying, "I know."

The Taoist who once went deep into the land of typhoid replied like this--

"Cure sickness, save people."

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang were suddenly speechless.

So he went to the front of this era~www.NovelMTL.com~ and distinguished Thirty-Six Canal Commanders, Liu Niu was one of them, but the man scratched his head and smiled: "Great virtuous teacher, I'm just a rough man. I don’t have the qualifications to serve the public. It’s okay to rush and kill. You are handsome, I shouldn’t be the one. In this one, let A Yuan take the lead.”

The young man named A Yuan was dull, then his face was flushed with red ears.

Liu Niu waved his hand, his bull's eyes widened, and he said, "Shut up, kid!"

A Yuan calmed down honestly.

Liu Niu looked at Zhang Jiao, grinning and said: "Great mentor, I watched this child grow up, I fight one side, he is still young, I hope he can see a better future, and if he can be named It’s also a good thing for the world. Please also ask the great teacher to give the title..."

He kindly patted A Yuan on the head.

Zhang Jiao slowly nodded. He was a real cultivator. He broke the thatch at random and asked A Yuan to pick up one for divination. When he saw the result, Zhang Jiao was stunned. The rest of the people also stayed, and immediately laughed. , Because of the calculated name, there was actually a Han official's name.

And it has been the case several times in a row.

Zhang Jiao simply no longer hesitated.

Then, he took the title of Qu Shuai for A Yuan——

Si Li.

In the end, the young Taoist who once had hope for the big man agreed on the name of the uprising——

Heaven is dead!

PS: Thanks to the leader who is not the wind

The second one is four thousand six hundred characters~

After all, I don’t know enough about this period of history. I can only approximate it. There are errors in the details.

But Han Lingdi is really that what, tut tut, pull...

The few books of the Yellow Turban Army’s names left in history have seventy generals. Some of them only record names, but do not have detailed experiences and no later words. They are the generals of the Yellow Turban Generals in Jizhou. There are 13 people in total, one of them. For the lieutenant of the school lieutenant.