Translator: Daoist6fubtiW
Near Kaiyang City
Su Yang and his companions were now on foot.
To solve a problem, one must first understand the problem.
He could go and listen to the report from the Martial Suppression Division’s leader, Luo Hongsheng, but can he trust everything he hears?
So whether it was in Linjiang City or here in Kaiyang City, Su Yang’s first choice was to inquire with the local residents.
Their accounts of life were the most authentic.
In the dry land, wherever there was a slightly moist spot, there were people digging trenches in the earth.
Riverbeds, mountainsides… Their figures could be seen everywhere.
They were searching for water sources.
From the condition of these people, who still had food to eat and occasional access to water, it seemed that the drought hadn’t lasted long in this area.
A young man was leaning against a tree that had not yet withered, taking a rest.
Suddenly, he saw three people approaching him, dressed in magnificent attire. Upon closer inspection, the one in the middle was wearing the official attire of Daxia.
Instantly, his mind became clearer.
No matter how great Daxia was, no matter how influential the officials were, as an ordinary person, he didn’t dare to act recklessly. That would cost him his life.
Good officials deserved respect, and wicked officials dared not be disrespectful.
“I am Luo Hu, greetings, sir,” said Luo Hu as he spoke up. The surrounding residents who were previously digging trenches in the earth all stopped and turned their attention towards them.
Upon seeing Su Yang, they followed suit.
“You don’t have to be so formal. I am a member of the Patrol Department in the prefecture. I am aware that Kaoyang City is facing a drought, so I have come to handle the situation,” Su Yang stated, revealing his identity and purpose. Luo Hu and the other five people showed signs of joy upon hearing this.
Someone from the prefecture had come?
That was definitely good news!
“Sir, please go ahead and ask us.”
“How long has it been since it last rained here?”
“Seven days ago.”
Su Yang was taken aback. Only seven days?
Before Su Yang could continue his questioning, Luo Hu explained with bitterness, “Sir, the situation is indeed strange. It rains, yet the land continues to dry up.”
“We, the common people, have no problem getting water to drink temporarily, but if the land remains dry, we won’t be able to cultivate our fields. When it comes time for taxes, what will happen then?”
“According to the leader of the Martial Suppression Division, it’s caused by demonic influences.”
Su Yang said in a deep voice, “This situation is definitely caused by demonic influences, but have any of you noticed anything unusual?”
Luo Hu shook his head, “We don’t have the power, nor do we dare to investigate such matters. However, there are some people who are looking into it.”
“The leader of the Martial Suppression Division, the people from the Luo family in the city, and the Green Willow Villa are all investigating this issue. You can go and ask them.”
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