The locust plague in Lingzhou was eradicated and the news that the drought had been resolved immediately spread to Yunbi County next door and nearby counties.

"County Lord! Look, this is the news from Lingzhou, as well as the documents sent by the imperial court."

At the Yunbi County government office, the staff master hurriedly broke into the hall with a document and hurriedly reported the good news to Zheng Qi, the gloomy Magistrate of Yunbi County inside.

Although the victims of the disaster were scattered to many places, the imperial court allowed counties to open warehouses to release grain, and the prefectures and counties arranged many disaster relief measures, the victims were still a huge pressure.

The master raised his hands high and walked up to the county magistrate with great joy and said: "The drought and locust plague in Lingzhou have been resolved."

The magistrate of Yunbi County immediately raised his head and asked: "What? What is going on?"

The master handed over the document and paper: "Although the imperial document did not mention it in detail, the news from Lingzhou did. It was the immortal who took away the locust god. This drought in Lingzhou turned out to be truly heavenly.

The lowered Locust God caused chaos, and countless people in Lingzhou saw the Locust God and the immortals fighting in the sky."

"It is said that at that time, the locust god controlled the locusts that covered the sky. The divine fire released by the immortal burned the sky red, and the black ash the locusts turned into was like snow, covering the entire Lingzhou City.

layer."

"I have been reading for half my life, and I have seen countless strange things. Today I know that the idea that there is a god at the top of your head is not an empty talk."

The master sighed incomprehensibly, and felt great awe for the sky above his head and the underworld.

With a heart of awe and knowing that good and evil will be rewarded, people will have a sense of proportion in doing things.

County magistrate Zheng Qi also remembered what happened in Yunbi County before and said with a smile: "When I was reading fairy tales when I was a boy, I also imagined traveling with the gods and becoming a free and unrestrained outsider.

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"But now I have thought about it clearly. Even if people like me really learn the magic of immortality, they are just ordinary people. Compared with the demeanor of immortals like this, there is a huge difference."

I carefully read the documents and scrolls that the master brought over, especially the part on the scrolls that said the locust god could drive away wind and rain.

When I read to the end, it was stormy and the rain was pouring down. I couldn't help but slap the table.

"Okay, okay! He is indeed a living immortal."

"The God of locusts fuses the drought, thunders thousands of miles, and calls for wind and rain. The people of Lingzhou cheer in the rain and run around in joy."

“It’s really great!”

"Go get me some wine. I want to drink a few drinks."

Just as he picked up the wine glass, the magistrate of Yunbi County immediately remembered something, put the wine glass down again, and said.

“Post a notice immediately to inform all victims of this incident!”

"Tell them that the local governments in Lingzhou have begun to provide relief to the victims. Now that they go back, their fields are still theirs, and the court and the government will also arrange for replanting and the distribution of farm tools..."

Although there are already some rumors of people coming to the city and the number of people fleeing from the north is decreasing, there has been almost no such situation recently.

It also vaguely supports this matter, but rumors are not as convincing and effective as an official document and a notice posted by the government.

As soon as the notice was posted outside the city, there were shouts and cries of joy.

"The drought is over, it rains heavily in Lingzhou, and the locust plague is gone. We have a way to survive." The literate people stood under the city wall, shouting and reading the notice word for word, and read it loudly over and over again.

Not tired of it either.

"Can you go back?" Everyone was ecstatic, but also a little worried.

"Of course I'm going back. I still have a few acres of land at home. It's not too late to replant for spring plowing!" The man holding the broken bowl immediately turned around excitedly to tell his family the news.

"Governments across Lingzhou are also providing disaster relief and distributing agricultural seeds and farm tools? Is this true?" More people asked about the details of the person who posted the notice at the county government.

"Go back quickly! Go back!"

If there was no way to survive, no one would be willing to give up their land and leave their hometown.

On that day, there were many victims outside the city who were ready to go back. In the following days, a large number of people formed groups to return to Lingzhou and their hometowns along the way they came. The number of refugees gathered outside the city became increasingly rare.

It's just different from when I came. At that time, I was full of despair and desolation, but when I came back, I was full of expectations and hope.

The empty villages across the land of Lingzhou were repopulated by returning people.

In a village near the south, the place where Kong Chenzi passed by on his donkey before.

A large group of refugees hurried back and saw their home village from a distance. The rivers that had dried up once again had water flowing down from the mountains, and greenery and grass grew again on the roads.

They stepped on the water and shouted wildly, holding the water and splashing it.

"Got home!"

"Got home!"

A family came to their small courtyard, opened the bamboo door and rushed in immediately.

"Everything is still there! It's all still there!" The things that were originally neatly arranged and were reluctant to throw away were all returned to their original positions intact.

The children at home opened the lid of the rice jar and suddenly found that it was filled with a jar of rice.

"rice!

The whole family looked at each other speechlessly, not knowing where the rice came from.

After asking, I found out that they were found in every household in the village, as if someone had some sagacity and knew they were coming back at this time.

Although there are no traces to prove it, everyone knows that there is no one other than a living god who can do such a thing.

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A caravan passed by the revitalized land of Lingzhou. There were two flags on the car, with the words wind and rain written on them respectively.

On the car were grain seeds and various crop seeds transported from Jiangzhou, as well as some farm tools and a small amount of oil, salt, tea and other things, to be transported to Lingzhou City.

The Fengyulou disciples who were escorting the car looked at the villagers who were replanting crops along the way, and some officials who had gone to the countryside were shouting on the field ridges, and order and procedures were re-established.

However, what excited these Fengyu Tower disciples was not this, but the various legends they heard along the way.

"Have you heard? That locust god is as big as a mountain?" The young swordsman driving the carriage talked about this matter to Kong.

"Why did I hear that it covered the sky? How big are the locusts?" Someone nearby heard different versions.

"Why did I hear people say that it was locusts that covered the sky, not the locust god?" Someone else also stood up to refute.

"Anyway, it's so powerful. Why wasn't I there at the time? If I could have seen the sword that the immortal used to kill the locusts, maybe I would have been able to understand the supreme swordsmanship, and even be recognized by the gods for my talent and intelligence? Then?

Just be accepted as a disciple and step into the Immortal Sect!" A young disciple who had just started thinking.

"Bah! It's a beautiful idea!" All the fellow disciples around him immediately spat in his face at the same time.

Feng Yusheng was riding in the center of the convoy wearing a smart outfit and a knife across his waist.

He came all the way to provide disaster relief, partly because he felt that Jiangzhou was in need and for the sake of Jianghu morality.

On the one hand, I also look forward to seeing the Great Immortal Kongchenzi again.

Even if it is just to leave another impression in front of Immortal Kongchenzi, it would be good.

But when I arrived, I found that I was already late.

The locust plague in Lingzhou has dissipated and the drought has been resolved. There are legends about immortals slaying demons and calling for wind and rain everywhere.

However, it was not without gains. At least the Immortal Jiu Spring in Yunbi County gave Feng Yusheng a lot of gains.

Even though so much time has passed, as long as you look at it carefully, you can still see the sword that the immortal turned into wine into a sword and left on the fairy spring.

The wind and rain were born in front of Yunjun Lake, and I meditated under the Immortal Wine Spring for a few days before reluctantly leaving.

The caravan of carriages and horses arrived at a village.

Many returned people were busy in the fields, but the village entrance was even more lively.

A group of people were beating gongs around an erected stone tablet wrapped in red silk, and local officials were presiding over the ceremony. It seemed to be full of festive and joyful atmosphere.

"What is going on in your village?" Feng Yusheng rode on his horse and lowered his head to find someone and asked.

The villagers immediately started chatting and said non-stop: "Are you from other places? Do you know the god who descended from the sky this time to collect locusts and bring wind and rain?"

"I know! Does it have anything to do with this?" Feng Yusheng asked.

The villagers kept nodding: "That's right, you don't know, the immortal passed by our village before coming to earth to collect the locust god. Moreover, at that time, the old man Tian from our village happened to meet the immortal and invited the immortal to eat a bowl of water and a piece of cake."

"The Immortal appreciates the simplicity of our country people, so..."

The villagers embellished the whole process and recounted it in a legendary way, and finally said proudly: "So the relief from drought and locust plague in Lingzhou is the result of our villagers asking for it!"

"It stands to reason that the entire Lingzhou people should be grateful to Mr. Tian from our hometown."

Feng Yusheng raised his head and looked towards the center of the crowd, silently thinking.

"Drink a bowl of water and a piece of dry biscuit."

"After the locust plague is gone, there will be sweet rain for thousands of miles."

Just two sentences, but Feng Yusheng thought about it for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

The old man in front of the stone tablet was wearing a bamboo hat and pulled off the red silk on the stone tablet, revealing the three characters "Yuxianxiang".

In a strong local accent, he shouted to his fellow villagers: "From now on, our hometown will be called Yuxian Township, hahahaha."

"I never thought, little old man, that after living my whole life, I would be able to meet a true god. I am truly lucky."

Behind him, the two sons who had returned from the escape looked quite old. They were holding the old man's gong and followed their father with a silly smile.

An official immediately stepped forward to support the old man and told him to be careful.
Chapter completed!