C151 Shout

The people around Daoist Priest Yisu quietened down and spread like a virus. After a while, the whole place became silent again. The drum beats had stopped at some point in time, leaving only a strong wind behind. The sobbing sounds were like crying, and the tens of thousands of people who had sung the same song just now were like Nan Ke.

Daoist Priest Yisu opened his mouth and spoke again. Everyone held their breaths and remained silent, but as usual, they were unable to hear anything. Fortunately, he did not speak for long before his voice transmission spoke again.

"Everyone in the city, listen up. The Sect Master of Litre Bucket Sect, Daoist Yi Su, has received orders from Cereal God. All kinds of natural disasters have occurred in recent years, and because of this, a mad devil magnate has been sealed here since ancient times. After a long period of time, the power of the seal has loosened. If he doesn't reinforce it with magic, the demon would be able to escape.

At that time, our entire province will become the subjects of that Demon King, and no one will be able to live anymore. Everyone will become demons, blood will flow for thousands of miles, and ghosts will run amok.

Lord Cereal God can't bear to see the people in misery and suffering, so he specially entrusted our sect master, Daoist Yip, to suppress the devil king. As long as we execute the law in time, we will be able to ensure the five hundred years of peace within our territory, and save everyone from the dire situation.

When you all hear this, quickly open the city gates and welcome our sect's sect master into the city. We will search for the traces of the Devil King, and open up the altar to suppress the devils. Return me my clarity."

" Quickly open the city gates, quickly open the city gates, suppress the evil, return my clarity. "

As soon as his voice faded, someone from the group of yellow-robed men from the Litre Bucket Sect immediately shouted out. Soon, the situation of the people singing the national anthem was repeated. Some of them were shouting at the top of their lungs. Some of them were already so hungry that they had no strength left, so they shouted the slogan with more strength. They directly fainted, and there was occasionally a small commotion in the crowd. Very quickly, it calmed down.

After all, nowadays, seeing dead people was common. What was the big deal about fainting? The remaining people shouted even more energetically. This small interlude added a bit of sorrow to this big scene.

On the city wall, everyone's eyes were either hanging down to the ground, closing their eyes and not looking at all of this. Or their faces were pale. They secretly glanced at Prefecture Lord Yann from the corner of their eyes. Anyway, if the sky fell, there would be a tall man to support it. At this moment, the highest ranking officer of the prefecture was present. It all depended on how he made his decision. In any case, it would be pointless for others to think about it.

Prefecture Lord Yann was undoubtedly a big shot in this province, although the city protection river outside the city wall had a terrifying momentum. After all, it was not enough to directly threaten the city wall. This group of people, who Prefecture Lord Yann normally disdained to look at, actually came out to challenge his authority under the lead of the Litre Bucket Sect. This was something he absolutely couldn't tolerate.

At this moment, he didn't know whether he was angry or scared. In short, even his lips were trembling. Fortunately, his voice was still normal and didn't tremble.

"It's the opposite! Reverse! Where did this evil cult come from? How dare they spout nonsense in front of the officials appointed by the Imperial Court? To do such words that bewitch the hearts of the people. Someone come! Send my orders to the crowd below, tell them not to be deceived by villains. Disperse quickly, I will let bygones be bygones and let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, those who do not listen to my advice will be dealt with by the rebels. We will punish them severely!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a messenger shouted Prefecture Lord Yann's words to the people below the city wall. Unfortunately, the black mass of people in the sky did not move at all. Instead, it was a bold man who shouted, "Didn't you say you were going to use food to help the disaster victims? What about food?"

When many people heard this, they started to talk at the same time. The scene immediately became noisy and chaotic. Even the master of Litre Bucket Sect and the others found it impossible to maintain this situation.

No one knew who took the lead, but they simply shouted, "Food! Food!"

Then there were a hundred people, a thousand, ten thousand people... In the end, almost everyone in the scene shouted out in a rhythmic manner, Food!

The sound shook the heaven and earth, making people feel that the ground under their feet was squirming and shaking. It was as if underneath the ground, there really was a demon king or a giant demon that was about to come out.

Or, a volcano was about to burst out and devour the world.

Zhang Jingxuan felt that the power this time was a little stronger than before. He thought to himself, It seems that the desire to live and live after filling my stomach is even higher than that of a simple religion.

The voice of the soldier in charge of shouting at the city walls was like a pebble thrown into a great river or a great lake. It fell out of the city and disappeared without a trace. It was so pitiful that even he almost couldn't hear it. The soldiers were all tongue-tied and red in the face. They did not know whether to continue shouting or to simply stop.

At this moment, Zhang Jingxuan, who was beside Prefecture Lord Yann, suddenly whispered something into Prefecture Lord Yann's ear. Prefecture Lord Yann's expression was solemn. After thinking for a while, he nodded.

Prefecture Lord Yann stood up, waved his hand, and said a few words to General Peng. Then, he turned around and left.

Although Peng Junhua heard Prefecture Lord Yann's order, he felt that it was somewhat strange. He took a deep look at Zhang Jingxuan and did not argue. He ordered his soldiers to retreat to the side of the inner city wall.

The soldiers might have some doubts about the order to go forward. The order to retreat had always been carried out without hesitation. Instantly, the people on the city wall retreated like a tide. The city wall was like a beach after the tide. In the end, only Zhang Jingxuan was left.

One man against one hundred thousand!

This scene was treated as a legend by the later generations. Many children were moved by it, and their hearts were filled with longing.

After the people below the city vented their emotions, they all shouted until they were thirsty and tired. When they saw that something unexpected had happened on the city wall, each and every one of them gradually stopped shouting. They no longer shouted and quietly looked at the city wall, wanting to know what exactly had happened.

Zhang Jingxuan faced the image of all the people below the city and decided to do it. He did not want to think too much about it. He shook his clothes, bowed slightly to the city, and spoke in a clear voice. Although his voice wasn't very loud, it was actually heard clearly by nearly a hundred thousand people.

"Everyone, listen to me for the time being. I am Zhang Jingxuan. I am the one who initiated this disaster relief operation. Everything is going according to plan. All disaster victims will receive the corresponding food. So please be patient.

Now, there is a small problem. Some of you are not disaster victims. I do not have enough food for these people. If we continue to distribute them like this... There will definitely be a lot of disaster victims who will not receive any life-saving relief. I am troubled by a problem. How can we differentiate the people who truly need disaster relief from those who intend to fish in troubled waters?"

It was true that there was food for disaster relief, but it was also said that the total amount of food was probably not enough. When the people who collect the food mix in to fish in troubled waters, everyone immediately starts to use suspicious eyes to look at the people around them. Some of them were slightly fatter than the others, and even some of them were not worthy of the words "pale and skinny." Immediately, they were stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes in the surroundings. It felt as if they were being grabbed by the neck of a thief in front of everyone. It was as if their backs were being held.