Chapter Ten: The Flowing People

  After finishing speaking, Wu Zhong left with his own team of 50 people. After sending off Wu Zhong, Guan Hai also started patrolling with his own team. According to the military system, there were four small teams on patrol, totaling 200 people, who took turns continuously. The rest of the people continued training in the military camp. Guan Hai knew that this was also a test of his ability and loyalty.

  However, being able to let him be in charge of such an important matter, Gan Hai was also extremely moved in his heart. For Zhang Xu, this immortal master and his lord, he had a kind of hot-blooded feeling of trust. Therefore, for the next inspection, he kept riding horses to check the patrol situation of his four teams.

  Qinglin Town is absolutely the most prosperous town that Guan Hai has ever seen, with well-built cement roads connecting ten villages. These ten villages are also within Guan Hai's patrol area, after all, there are three extremely important industrial villages, which are the top priority of Zhang Xu's handover. This place absolutely does not allow ordinary people to enter, and it is necessary to ensure the safety of these three villages.

  The cement road allowed the patrol team to march at an extremely fast speed, with four teams alternating continuously from various places along the designated route within a day. On the road, they also discovered civilians and believers who occasionally sold goods, and occasionally conducted spot checks to prevent spies from sneaking in. What Guan Hai didn't know was that Zhang Xu had been operating here for a long time and had merged with the local cloud energy, so even if outsiders entered, he could easily detect them.

  At this time, in his thatched cottage cultivation place, sitting high on a tatami mat, listening to Wu Zhong's report kneeling on the ground, Zhang Xu had a smile on his face, obviously extremely satisfied.

  "Master Xianshi, will General Guan Yu make any mistakes on his first patrol today? Although General Guan's abilities are not to be questioned, after all, it is his first patrol..."

  Listening to Wu Zhong's words, Zhang Xu smiled slightly and said: "The master has his own arrangements, this is a test for him, of course, everything in Qinglin Town is under the control of the master, so don't worry!"

  "How dare you! You suspect Master Xianshi's abilities? Please, Master Xianshi, avenge this insult!"

  Wu Zhong at this time, however, was kowtowing, apparently extremely regretful that he had doubted the immortal master he revered in his heart. This kowtow was really forceful, and his forehead became red and swollen.

  "Get up, you're thinking of me like this, it's loyalty, how can it be a crime? As long as you train the first camp well for me, it will be your great achievement. Next year I hope to see you leading the first camp to capture the county city!"

  Zhang Xu smiled slightly.

  "Thank you, Master Xian!"

  Wu Zhong knocked his head on the ground and then stood up and said.

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  On the couch, Zhang Xu sat cross-legged, examining the cloud and air situation of Qinglin Town. He felt extremely satisfied in his heart. Since Guan Hai joined, this Qinglin Town, which originally only had a faint white cloud and air, was now shrouded in white clouds, looking very auspicious. The light red cloud and air on his head were also increasing day by day, showing signs of changing to red cloud and air. However, Zhang Xu knew that without taking down the entire county, this cloud and air would not undergo a qualitative change. Now, the increase in light red cloud and air meant that Qinglin Town's foundation was deepening and his own destiny was strengthening. This cloud and air was actually a comprehensive manifestation of a person or place, but it wasn't just that. There were also some ominous signs.

  It's just like now...

  He slightly opened his eyes and Zhang Xu smiled: "It seems that it's time for Qinglin Town to increase its population again, but I don't know what kind of performance Gan Hai will put on!"

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  These past few days, Guan Hai has been diligently patrolling the defenses of Qinglin Town, not daring to be even slightly negligent. He deeply understands the importance of this matter, which concerns his master Zhang Xu's career and the entire Qinglin Town, a sacred land of paradise on earth. Naturally, he doesn't dare to be careless, and every day is spent diligently patrolling, yet no spies have been encountered. However, over thirty refugees have been sent into Qinglin Town, all of whom are homeless and unintentionally wandered into this place. This makes Guan Hai lament the current state of Qingzhou, even in a region near North Sea under the governance of Kong Rong's son, a sage. Therefore, he becomes even more meticulous about patrolling Qinglin Town. Just today, he led soldiers to hunt down a suspected spy and was preparing to continue patrolling when he discovered some movement. He then led his troops to bypass the road and lay in ambush on one side.

  At this time, the mountain forest shook, and it was the old and young who supported the elderly and carried the young, with yellow faces and thin muscles. Some refugees dressed as beggars came out, looking at the obviously harvested wheat field, first stunned, then ecstatic. At the same time, Gan Hai led the team to ambush on one side, and also arranged for people to surround them from behind.

  A wave of refugees, followed by a continuous stream of people walking out, all of whom were dragging their families, carrying the elderly and young children, although there were fewer old and weak people, but more strong and able-bodied ones.

  The refugees all came out soon, and the mountain forest was quiet again. After that, Guan Hai continued to wait, but soon the scouts returned, making a reassuring gesture towards Guan Hai, continuing to wait, another group of scouts also returned, after receiving the same news, Guan Hai led his men to block the refugees.

  Seeing a group of big men obviously holding knives, the refugees immediately panicked. Guan Hai shouted: "Do you have a master, come out and talk!"

  A tall and gaunt figure with a large frame, who must have been a robust man in the past, walked out. Although his face was pale and extremely weak, he still made a fist and said: "General, please spare us. We are all desperate refugees who have lost our way here by chance. Originally, we thought of going to the seaside to find a way to survive, but unexpectedly found signs of reclamation here. Unknowingly, we have trespassed on your land. I wonder if you can give us a way out?"

  "This fellow is obviously not a simple person, and it's worth noting that Guan Hai noticed him. After observing him carefully, he said: 'You have come to the right place, follow us, whether you succeed or not depends on your luck!'"

  Before, Guan Hai also sent a batch of people in, regardless of whether they were real refugees or not, as long as they stayed in Qinglin Town, they would be taken in by Master Xian. However, this time there were so many people and horses, although he wanted to save them, he didn't dare take matters into his own hands. He first brought them to Qinglin Town, controlled the situation, and then decided what to do next. If they were lucky enough to become Master Xian's followers, they would naturally have a chance to survive.

  "We'll follow the adults right away!"

  The man gritted his teeth and said after discussing with several people.

  "Alright, let's get going. Zhang Tie, you and the guards bring out the dry rations and have the elderly, women, and children eat first; otherwise, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on!"

  After finishing speaking, Guan Hai took the lead and threw the dry food in his pocket to the leader of the group. The man hesitated for a moment, under the eager eyes of the surrounding young men, but still gave the dry food to an old man to drink with water. Although some of the young men around were dissatisfied, they endured it. Apparently, everyone's character and prestige were not bad, which made Guan Hai relatively satisfied.

  At this time, Zhang Xu in the thatched hut of Qinglin Town slightly opened his eyes: "It's actually someone with deep red cloud energy, no wonder these thousand people can survive until now..."