Lord Mojun is almost pissed off every day

The news that the Lord Demon Lord is going to the Central Plains is still unbearable. The first one who is not happy is not the Moxiu who is worried that the Lord Demon Lord will not return after returning to the Central Plains, but those northerners who have just come to the barren land to escape the disaster. people.

The logic of these people is also very simple. Lord Demon Lord is their savior now. The Central Plains doesn’t like barren land. If Lord Demon Lord goes to the barren land, the savior will never come back.

So someone quietly went to find the demon cultivator who could talk, and tried to persuade him: "Look, there is food, drink, and money to be made in the barren land, why bother to go outside to provoke people? Those southerners don't like us the most, what if something happens when your lord goes?"

Moxiu corrected: "It's us, not you, you are not from the barren land."

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then he said unconvinced: "I have already applied to stay in the barren land to get a household registration, rounding up I am a person here."

Moxiu: "???"

Moxiu was a little broken: "Why do you stay in the barren land? Don't you want to go home?"

The man thought about it, maybe he felt that sooner or later Moxiu would be a family member, so let's make a good relationship now.

"Oh, I'm not... I didn't do well in our place. Now I have a job and a place to live here. Why do I have to go back? I'm a bachelor, chic and comfortable. Maybe I can find a job if I stay here. A daughter-in-law."

Moxiu: "... Bah!"

The man smiled and patted Moxiu's shoulder: "I'm telling the truth, many people think so now, and I'm not the only one. Hey, you look good too... Do you have sisters or something? "

Moxiu: "..." Lord Mojun, help me!

Lord Demon Monarch: "..."

Lord Mojun looked out of the window helplessly. Compared with the long yellow sand in the past, the windows did not dare to open the past. Now the barren land has a large area of ​​forests, the oasis has expanded and increased, and the yellow sand has also been blocked. In no man's land.

It looks like... it seems to be okay.

Yunshan, who manages the registered population, also thinks it is okay: "The barren land needs to open up secret lands and accept tourists in the barren land. There is always not enough manpower...Since there are people from the Central Plains who are willing to settle in the barren land, I want to come here To make money, it is not for nothing for us to accept it."

Chen Xiran, who was in charge of the money beside him, was a native of the Central Plains who had come to settle in the barren land a long time ago, but now he was hesitant, with an abacus in his hand: "This...these people are here, they can't just live in the secret place forever, right?" ? After coming here, I have to go to school and assign tasks, I'm afraid... it will be very troublesome."

Master Mojun thought for a while: "How is the construction of the school going?"

"It's almost there. Part of the south has already begun to enroll, but the northwest, which is farther away from the West Mountain, is still relatively backward, and it is not welcomed by the people of the Central Plains... What should I do?"

Lord Mojun is not worried about these things: "I think there is a river in the northwest, and it freezes when the weather is cold. The summer in the Central Plains is scorching, and I always want to find a place to escape the heat. However, many places in the barren land are also very hot. But that side ...Although there is also the Gobi Desert, it is still cool in summer, presumably because of the high mountains.”

"so?"

Chen Xiran asked Lord Mojun cautiously.

Lord Mojun was silent for a while, and then continued to explain: "I only built roads on the west corridor, but I ignored the barren land... Don't worry about that, when the Netherworld is rebuilt, I will tell those ghosts Well, find some people to build roads there, and build some wooden houses and caves according to the terrain, and wait for the summer to open."

Chen Xiran thought for a while, and boasted: "Master Mojun is really far-sighted."

Lord Mojun: "???"

He couldn't help looking at the maid, could it be that the maid taught them this?

The maid blinked innocently with a pure face.

Lord Mojun brought several people with him when he went to the Central Plains this time, such as Xie Nan and the pair of Shi Zhixing.

Wei Qiu was forced to stay in the barren land by Xie Nan.

Xie Nan knew that his fiancée was always worried about him, so before leaving, he secretly came to her and told her, "I just went to see... Before I came to the barren land, I just wanted to keep a good eye on Xie Yao and stop him from going out to make trouble." ...But now, I realize how narrow I used to be."

Wei Qiu listened silently as he continued.

Xie Nan said in a daze: "I always thought... Xie Yao blamed Chang'an because he hated the Xie family, and forced so many people to move to the city, but I didn't expect that it was me who was wrong. If I could find out earlier... it would be that early A little bit……"

Could it be that Xie Yao in the previous life would not die, or would he not be the one who forced Xie Yao to death?

Wei Qiu couldn't help hugging him tightly, and ran her slender fingers through his hair: "I don't blame you..."

Xie Nan shook her head vigorously: "Why don't you blame me? Xie Yao is right... I have never been able to judge for myself, and I only look at the appearance... It is true for him, and it is also true for you."

"I am real……"

"That's different." Xie Nan let go of Wei Qiu, and held her hand: "Maybe on this trip, you will meet someone you used to know... I'm afraid you will be involved. In the past, I couldn't accompany you. In the future... let Let me take care of it, okay?"

Wei Qiu nodded vigorously, held back the tears in his eyes, and threw himself into his arms again with red eyes: "I want to tell you... I really want to..."

Xie Nan smiled and pinched her face: "Then I'll wait for you."

Then Lord Mojun saw Wei Qiu with red eyes coming to him.

Master Mojun thought carefully: "What happened to Xie Nan?"

Wei Qiu sat next to him sullenly: "I want to tell him."

Lord Mojun said: "Then tell him."

Wei Qiu suddenly looked at Lord Mojun: "You don't care?"

That period can be said to be the darkest period in her life. She still doesn't want to recall it, let alone open her wounds to others.

She thought Xie Yao would do the same.

But Master Mojun thought for a moment: "Well... don't tell him about Chang'an, I don't want him to know how stupid I was... The rest, it's up to you."

Wei Qiu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked narrowly at Lord Mojun's uncomfortable expression: "...do you think of yourself that much?"

Lord Mojun didn't want to talk to her: "I just think that there is no need to hide it... I never thought that I must hide it, but I just think these people are too stupid. Others have been lurking for so many years, but they are not aware nothing."

Wei Qiu couldn't help laughing, and then he was a little worried: "You guys are going to the Central Plains...do you have any clues?"

Lord Mojun smiled complacently: "Their goal is the barbarian lord from the beginning to the end. Now that I am here, they want to lure me out, and they will only go to one place."

Wei Qiu's expression gradually became solemn, she couldn't help but look at Lord Mojun's expression, and was relieved to see that there was no resistance from the other party.

Since Xie Yao said so...

Then there is only one place - Chang'an.

Chang'an has not been inhabited since it was destroyed. There are lamentations of lonely souls, long howls of resentful spirits, and sighs of people who come and go.

Just no breath of life.

But with the outbreak of famine in the north and the chaos in the south due to smog, some people gradually came to this unpopular old city.

Broken walls and ruins, broken walls and roof tiles, grass growing and warblers flying, it is probably the time when the once prosperous Chang'an was in decline.

In order to survive, the people who came here gradually accepted this ominous lonely city, refurbished their houses, and reluctantly stayed.

Some old visitors from Chang'an also came here to settle down, remembering their former hometown.

Chang'an used to have the most famous Lantern Festival, with stars dotted with candles and candles flowing down the river, dotted with gurgling water and full of stars falling down the river.

Talented scholars and beautiful ladies, reciting poems and composing pairs, spectators in a chic way, chatting and laughing happily.

Under the pavilions is a bustling downtown, where all kinds of life are staged.

But now that Lord Demon Monarch is holding his sword in the air, all he can see is the gray and dilapidated ruins.

The people who stayed not far away were dressed in common clothes, and barely survived on the little food in the surrounding weeds.

This can be regarded as... life is full of vicissitudes.

Lord Mojun didn't know what expression to make, he didn't regret that he burned Chang'an.

But it's always a pity.

Back then, he had no strength, and he didn't want to hand over Chang'an to those people.When the city gate was knocked and the menacing enemy approached, when the trembling Xie family came to ask him what to do, Xie Yao was confused for a while.For a moment, he even felt that it would be better to destroy Chang'an.

But he still didn't want to, so he endured the pain from the soul lock extending from his left hand to his heart, then looked at the branch of the Xie family who didn't dare to look up at him, and said calmly and indifferently: "Let them go."

Get out of Chang'an.

It's a pity that he couldn't do it. When Chang'an was overwhelmed by disease and panic, all he could do was find a small town that was not very prosperous in other places, and then force Chang'an City to leave.

Chang'an cried loudly for a while, Xie Yao stood on the city wall, looking at the mortals who were struggling to look back, and those angry monks from a distance, he could only tell himself silently in his heart that he was not wrong... he correct……

Maybe...he was wrong.

Those who stayed and resisted told him that even if they died, they would stay with Chang'an forever and protect their own home.

Xie Yao didn't answer, he had no intention of answering.

He destroyed his own home with his own hands, and maybe even Chang'an was destroyed by him, so what is he insisting on?

The meaningless resistance, the failure without suspense, and the repeated torture he suffered in the past 100 years, still can't let him understand that it is impossible for him to go back to the past?

Even if he came back, even if he really didn't want to do anything, so what?

Isn't this... his life?

Afterwards, he thought for a long time alone, and felt that what these people said... was reasonable.

It might be better to die in Chang'an than to be decapitated elsewhere.

At least I can have a thought before I die.