Chapter 257
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Along the way, Qin Mu looked around and saw devastation everywhere. Starving people were running around, disasters were happening everywhere, and plagues were rampant. Compared to the territory of Great Thunderclap Monastery which was considered stable, this place was simply hell.
Fortunately, many scholars from universities and elementary schools were practicing medicine everywhere to suppress the epidemic. Otherwise, the disaster would have been even worse.
The Yankang National Preceptor had built a large number of elementary schools and universities to replace private schools, which came in handy at this time. Although the individual strength of these scholars was weak, their combined strength was astonishing. They were equivalent to a small sect.
Qin Mu saw soldiers clearing out demons and ghosts who were taking advantage of the situation. The county magistrate personally guarded the fields and persuaded the refugees to return home. The emperor's food for disaster relief would soon be transported here.
He also saw some Taoist and Buddhist disciples helping with disaster relief, but they were somewhat casual. Compared to the power of the country, their abilities were limited and they saved people wherever they went. Some took advantage of the country's disaster to preach and gave birth to many evil cults, but they were not successful.
"This disaster can't destroy a country like this," Qin Mu thought.
New crops had been planted, and the people would be able to settle down once the harvest season came. The timing of the disaster in Yankang Kingdom was extremely strange. It happened right after the turmoil that swept the country. Because of the years of war, the consumption of food and fodder was great. Coupled with the snowstorm, it was enough to hurt the muscles and bones.
"I wonder if the Yankang National Preceptor has returned to the court. Is the emperor still providing disaster relief? And where did this disaster come from? This is not a disaster that holy lands like the Taoist and Tempest Temple can create. It can only be caused by God. "
He looked up at the sky, puzzled. Why?
Why did the heavens send disaster to Yankang?
Was it because of God's orthodoxy in the human world?
Before Yankang, sects ruled the world and formed countries of various sizes. Some of the sects had ancient heritages and were said to have been left behind by God. Then was it because God's orthodoxy in the human world was destroyed by the Yankang Kingdom? Was that why God was angry and sent this disaster?
Or was there a deeper reason behind it?
Qin Mu found the disciples of Heavenly Devil Cult and asked them about it. Heavenly Devil Cult had followed the government to provide disaster relief. Almost all the disciples of the cult had been mobilized and had spread all over the country. The hall masters of the various halls had also donated their wealth and they were all poor. It was just that some merchants were hoarding their goods, while some aristocratic families and great clans were not selling their grain.
"The Emperor was furious and killed a bunch of them. He also found out that many officials were corrupt and had embezzled money for disaster relief. He killed a bunch of them. There were also some who took advantage of the opportunity to sell their official positions and titles."
A Heavenly Devil Cult disciple had followed the emperor to provide disaster relief and had seen quite a bit of the world. He said with a smile of exultation, "The emperor has been assassinated time and time again, most of them being cult master level existences. Fortunately, the civil and military officials of the imperial court have followed him and the emperor has also fought personally. They are truly extremely tyrannical. It's a pity that Cult Master didn't go. "
Qin Mu asked, "Who are the experts who assassinated the Emperor?"
"I heard that it was Teacher Poor, Zhenjun Tian, and some other experts from beyond the Great Wall."
Qin Mu's countenance changed slightly. "He has joined hands with the cult master level strong practitioners from beyond the Great Wall? Is the Yankang National Preceptor back yet? "
"I haven't seen him."
Qin Mu muttered to himself irresolutely for a moment before asking, "Where is the emperor now?"
"He's in Bazhou Prefecture five thousand miles away," the Heavenly Devil Cult disciple said.
"The emperor first went to the south and wiped out those aristocratic families that refused to sell their grain. He then went to the north and just arrived in Bazhou. Bazhou is still considered peaceful. "
Qin Mu composed himself and asked, "What about the capital city? How many first-ranking high officials were left behind? "
"The crown prince was left behind to supervise the empire, as well as the officials under him."
Qin Mu's expression was grave. The crown prince was supervising the empire in the capital city, yet he had run to Great Thunderclap Monastery. Teacher Poor, Zhenjun Tian, and the rest had almost died in the hands of Yankang National Preceptor but were saved by Old Rulai. He said that they had entered Buddhism and no longer cared about worldly affairs, but now Teacher Poor and the rest had run out.
In addition, the crown prince had gone to meet Old Rulai, so this matter was huge.
"It's said that the imperial court is the biggest sacred ground in the world, so I wonder who would emerge victorious if they really clashed with Great Thunderclap Monastery?"
Qin Mu muttered to himself irresolutely for a moment before asking, "Can you contact the hall masters of all the halls?"
"Now that all the halls are providing disaster relief, it's hard to contact them. If we want to gather all the halls, we'll probably need one to two months."
Qin Mu waved his hand and left. He sat on the back of the Dragon Unicorn and rushed to Bazhou.
Bazhou was still five thousand miles away from here, so it was quite a distance. With the speed of the Dragon Unicorn, he would need the next day to arrive even if he didn't rest. In addition, he would need to rest on the way, so he reckoned that he would only be able to reach Bazhou the next night.
"If my treasured ship was still around, things would be much easier. It's a pity that it was destroyed. "
Qin Mu ordered the Dragon Unicorn to hurry with all his might and gave him a bucket of food every day. The Dragon Unicorn's spirit was roused, and he sprinted toward Bazhou on fire clouds.
Unknowingly, night came, and Qin Mu raised his head to look at the stars to determine the direction. He then ordered the Dragon Unicorn to continue on their journey. When the sun rose, the Dragon Unicorn couldn't take it anymore. He was so tired that he foamed at the mouth and couldn't run anymore. His footsteps became slower and slower.
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