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nChapter 137: Glimpse of Hope

nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nIn a certain dense forest.

nWhen Wan Zhilin heard his subordinate’s report, he was in disbelief. “Ten assassins were completely wiped out?!”

nThe subordinate lowered his head. “Yes, Master.”

nWan Zhilin took a few deep breaths to calm his shock and anger. “What level are the ten assassins at?”

nHis subordinate clenched his fists. “A!”

nThe assassins under Wan Zhilin were divided into five levels according to their strength, A, B, C, D and E.

nNormally, only when killing a general-level personnel would ten Level-A assassins be mobilized.

nWan Zhilin’s face twisted. “Who exactly is Chu Qingzhi?”

nThe subordinate replied nervously, “She’s just a farm girl.”

n“Farm girl?” Wan Zhilin was so angry that he was about to laugh. “Do I look easy to fool? How can a farm girl kill ten Level-A assassins so easily?”

nThe subordinate said firmly, “Master, I’ve investigated her identity thoroughly. It’s absolutely true. I don’t dare to lie to you.”

nWan Zhilin shouted, “Investigate again.” He didn’t believe that Chu Qingzhi was a simple farm girl!

nThe subordinate replied, “Yes, Master.”

nWan Zhilin gritted his teeth and became irritable. “Tang Jinghong is already difficult enough to deal with. Now, someone called Chu Qingzhi came out of nowhere…”

nAt night, the bright moon hung in the sky.

nYuan Hongjun, who had rushed back to the capital from the southern border, changed direction and headed to the northwest after hearing about the refugee crisis.

nAt this moment, a young man with delicate skin was hiding on a big tree and looking at the refugees in front of him with his clear eyes.

nThere were at least 50,000 to 60,000 of these refugees. This location was already quite far from the northwest. Why were they here?

nYuan Hongjun’s mind was filled with questions.

nHe did not know which general the Imperial Court had sent to deal with this matter. He hoped that it was a reliable one. Otherwise, these refugees would probably be doomed.

nIn history, there were many times when such refugee crisis erupted. When no methods proved useful, the Imperial Court would order to exterminate all the refugees.

nAt the thought of this, he took out a pen and paper and wrote the situation here on the patter. Then, he went to the courier station and revealed his identity. He asked them to send the letter to Tang Jinghong.

nIn his heart, Tang Jinghong was more reliable in the entire Daling Dynasty.

nIt was not that there were no other generals in the Daling Dynasty, but their methods were too cruel. These refugees were quite pitiful and didn’t deserve to die.

nYuan Hongjun walked out of the courier station and changed into a tattered outfit. He returned to the gathering place of the refugees and found an opportunity to blend in.

nHe had to gather some information. It was obviously abnormal for these refugees to gather here. There must be something going on.

nEven though Tang Jinghong and Chu Qingzhi had kept the matter of the epidemic a secret, for some reason, this news still spread. The matter was so serious that it could explode at any moment.

nAt this moment, everyone outside Xu City was in a state of panic.

nA young woman looked at Chu Qingzhi and asked with white lips, “Miss Chu, is there really an epidemic?”

nAt this point, there was no need to hide it anymore. Chu Qingzhi nodded. “Yes.”

nThe young woman fell to the ground. Tears immediately rolled down her eyes. She choked. “Epidemic? Then my child, my husband…”

nChu Qingzhi squatted down and comforted her. “Believe me, I’ll think of a way to cure everyone.”

nThe young woman’s eyes were filled with despair. She said in a daze, “They are infected with an epidemic. How can you cure them?”

nChu Qingzhi lowered her voice. “Since 1 can find water, I can naturally find a way to cure them. Give me some time, okay?”

nThe young woman saw the determination in Chu Qingzhi’s eyes and nodded slowly. “Miss Chu, thank you.”

nChu Qingzhi patted the young woman’s shoulder. “Things aren’t that bad yet. Don’t give up so early.”

nThe young woman’s body trembled slightly, and hope reignited in her eyes. “I understand.”

nChu Qingzhi smiled and said, “Take good care of your family. Nothing will happen.”

n“Ok.”

nChu Qingzhi comforted many people.

nTang Jinghong placed one hand behind his back and stared at the gentle figure in the crowd.

nA soldier dismounted from his horse and ran over. “General, there is no wormwood in Liao City.”

nLiao City was the closest city to Xu City.

nTang Jinghong rubbed his eyebrows. “Continue searching in other cities.”

n“Yes, General.”

nIn the next half a day, many soldiers came back to report one after another, but only one or two people brought back four to five catties of wormwood. No one else found it.

nSuddenly, Tan Yibin walked towards Tang Jinghong with a panicked expression. His forehead was covered in cold sweat. “General, something big has happened.”

n“What is it?” Tang Jinghong thought to himself, What can be worse than this?

nThere was indeed something worse than this…

nTan Yibin’s voice trembled slightly. “General, there’s a locust plague heading over from the southwest and will arrive in about two hours!”

nTang Jinghong’s heart tightened. Even someone as calm as him could not help but feel flustered. “How, how did this happen?”

nChu Qingzhi walked over. “Why do you look so pale?”

nTang Jinghong frowned and looked at Chu Qingzhi. He said solemnly, “Qingzhi, there’s a locust plague heading over from the southwest.”

nChu Qingzhi was stunned. “What?” However, it was not strange for a locust plague to appear during drought seasons.

n“Let’s go and take a look.”

nTang Jinghong instructed the deputy general to take care of the situation and left with Chu Qingzhi.

nOn the way, Chu Qingzhi saw Tang Jinghong’s serious expression and comforted him. “Locusts are edible. Moreover, fried locusts are very crispy and delicious.”

nTang Jinghong’s eyes lit up. “Good idea.”

nHowever, the two of them did not expect that there would be an even bigger surprise waiting for them…

nFollowing the direction, the two of them rode their horses at full speed.

nAn hour later, Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong saw the locusts flying in the sky. It was a spectacular scene, but it was also shocking.

nChu Qingzhi raised her hand and grabbed one. “We’re quite lucky. This locust is edible.”

nSuddenly, Chu Qingzhi smelled something.

nShe dismounted, took out her dagger, and slit open the locust’s stomach.

nTang Jinghong was puzzled. “Qingzhi, why did you cut its stomach?”

nChu Qingzhi carefully examined the thing in the locust’s stomach. Then, she grabbed more than ten and studied them. “Jinghong, the crisis is solved.”

nTang Jinghong was really very smart. He understood what Chu Qingzhi meant. “Did those locusts eat wormwood?”

nChu Qingzhi smiled. “Smart.” She stood up. “Jinghong, let’s go back immediately and make some smoke. When they fly over, we’ll knock them out. When the refugees eat the locusts, they will be cured.”

nTang Jinghong hugged Qingzhi tightly. “Lucky Star, Qingzhi, you’re Daling Dynasty’s lucky star.”

nChu Qingzhi smiled. “You can hug me after we settle the matter. We are running out of time.”

nTang Jinghong let go of the girl in his arms and felt excited beyond words. Qingzhi was too awesome.

nThe two of them quickly returned to the camp and gathered the soldiers to make preparations..

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