From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 253 Chaos
As the city gate opened, the strong wind pushed Meng Yuan inside.

The people on the street were in chaos and most of them were in dishevel, which showed that they had just gotten up.

There were constant cries and howlings, and people were crowded together. As soon as they saw the city gate open, they all rushed out of the city.

"Ah!" A cry of pain rang out, and there was desperate pushing and shoving at the crowded city gate. Many people fell to the ground and could not get up again.

Meng Yuan flew up, stepped on the heads of a group of people and came to a house.

The wind and snow had not yet stopped and the sky was gray.

All I could see was chaos. Fires were raging in the city, and screams were heard one after another.

There were no soldiers or bailiffs to police the streets, and the streets were packed with people. Some of the faces of the people showed fear, some showed greed, and some showed sadness.

The wind fanned the flames, and many people took advantage of the fire to scramble for things, and even fought in groups.

Some people have completely lost their minds. They are in a daze, mumbling something, chopping around with kitchen knives or hatchets in their hands, or simply use nothing but bite anyone they see.

Judging from their attire, these people should be poor people, mostly elderly and weak women, and there are also many young children.

Once these people see blood, they become even more crazy, their eyes turn red, and they kill anyone they see.

Meng Yuan was on the rooftop and saw an old man chopping people with a kitchen knife. Without thinking too much, he jumped off the roof, knocked the kitchen knife out of the old man's hand, and then grabbed the man's hair.

This man was wearing thin clothes, had thick calluses on his hands, and had a dark face, but he was surprisingly strong.

Meng Yuan held the man down, but he had killed someone before and was not afraid of Meng Yuan at all. He was even more murderous. He grabbed around with both hands, his eyes red, and bared his teeth as he said, "Bliss, bliss..."

Knowing that he couldn't get anything out of him, Meng Yuan was afraid that this man would kill again, so he didn't knock him out, but killed him with a single blow.

Without any time to think about it, Meng Yuan activated his Burning Heart ability and quickly dealt with more than 20 people who were confused.

But the crowd's turmoil did not stop. The north wind fanned the flames, and the city of Songhe Prefecture became a fire country.

Some people tried to flee out of the city; some took advantage of the chaos to rob; some simply ignored the chaos and robbed women on the streets.

Meng Yuan saw clearly that the people in the city must have been bewitched by some secret magic, but the person who cast the magic was either incompetent or had other reasons. Most people were still rational, but were overwhelmed by panic. Some people seemed to have their greed ignited, and a very small number of people lost their minds and killed anyone they saw.

There are only two or three out of ten people who caused the chaos, but even so, it is enough to stir up trouble in the whole city.

Meng Yuan killed several mentally reckless people in a row, but he could not kill them all.

The people’s unrest is the “result”, but no one knows where the “cause” lies.

Meng Yuan drew his sword and looked around, only to feel that the world was vast, but he didn't know where to cut with the sword.

At this moment, the crying and shouting in front became louder and louder.

Meng Yuan walked forward along the houses along the street, and saw a white bear monster in front of him waving an axe and hacking around.

The bear demon seemed to have lost its mind. It picked up two axes and swung them non-stop without any apparent method.

There were so many common people on the street that anyone touched by the axe would be cut in two.

The snow in the city was thick and had been dyed red with blood, with no trace of its original white color.

"Buddhist country, Buddhist country, Buddhist country..." The white bear monster's eyes turned red and he muttered to himself.

Meng Yuan rushed forward and swung his sword, immediately chopping off the white bear monster's head.

After the corpse of the white bear demon was burned, a girl of about eleven or twelve years old came towards Meng Yuan with a pair of scissors and bloodshot eyes.

Meng Yuan pressed down the scissors, then twisted his hand and snatched the scissors.

The girl lost her weapon but still kept on charging at Meng Yuan like a madman. She was pale and thin, with dry yellow hair. Judging from her clothes, she must be a poor person.

In a trance, Meng Yuan thought of Taoist Li Weizhen, and seemed to understand that Taoist Li Weizhen's so-called wielding a sword to eliminate demons should not be just for the silly roe deer.

Meng Yuan didn't raise the knife in his hand, but just chopped the girl on the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious.

Continuing forward, Meng Yuan took a good look at the direction and planned to go to the palace first.

The city of Songhe Prefecture is now in chaos. It is obvious that Qing Guangzi has already taken action as Jie Kaiping said.

At this moment, the only expert Meng Yuan could think of was the Third Miss! Only the Third Miss could solve this chaos!

As we walked along the houses along the street, the chaos we saw along the way was like a fire, growing more and more fierce.

Meng Yuan's hair was burnt and curled a lot, but his heart was getting colder and colder.

"It's Captain Meng!" Someone in the front shouted.

Meng Yuan immediately jumped down from the roof. There were about sixteen or seventeen people coming, including not only captains and soldiers from the garrison, but also officials and constables from the provincial government.

There were more than a dozen people, all covered in blood, some of it their own, some of it others, and they all looked confused and at a loss.

But they were not like the insane people, but were confused by the changes in the city.

Meng Yuan looked at them one by one and understood clearly that the warriors who had entered the realm of martial arts had not lost their minds, but their emotions and desires had slightly changed.

"Captain Meng!" The leader had a knife in his hand and blood on his face. He was a small flag officer of the garrison named Li Yunxiao.

"It's chaos! The whole city is in chaos!" Li Yunxiao's voice was hoarse, and the panic on his face had not disappeared. "People are killing each other, and they can't stop it! I don't know where all these monsters came from! Our guard post was attacked, and the prefectural government office was also broken into!"

"Where is Captain Zhang?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Captain Zhang helped us escape!" Li Yunxiao panted, with fear still on his face, "He...he said he wanted to go to Zuiyue Tower..."

Meng Yuan looked towards Zuiyue Tower, then at Li Yunxiao and others.

"Captain Meng, let's..." Li Yunxiao held a knife in one hand, seeming afraid to look directly at Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan understood that these people were afraid that he would ask them to return to Zuiyue Tower.

But at this moment, Meng Yuan would never let others risk their lives.

"The big monster guarding the west gate has been killed by me!" After saying that, Meng Yuan no longer paid attention to them, jumped onto the roof, and ran towards Zuiyue Tower.

The once prosperous place should have been more beautiful after the snow, but the snow on the street had melted away by the blood, and only the sound of crying and wailing under the fire could be heard.

There were no more guests in Zuiyue Tower, and no one was drinking or discussing poetry, as it had been engulfed by the fierce flames.

Downstairs of Zuiyue Tower, the bodies of a pangolin demon and a wolf demon were lying on the ground. A man was covered in blood, holding a knife, facing a white deer demon.

Meng Yuan urged the wind shadow to move stealthily, and then when he got close, he urged the divine power like a prison to be released, and at the same time, the dark light chased the shadow.

The white deer did not expect a sudden attack and his body was suddenly restrained. He felt a great chill in his heart. By the time he reacted, two sword lights pierced his body.

"Master Nie!" Meng Yuan stepped forward and supported the bloody man.

"Damn it, you're getting more and more capable!" Nie Yannian panted heavily, "I really wasn't wrong!"

"Where is Uncle Zhang?" Meng Yuan asked.

Nie Yannian did not respond when he heard this, but just sighed and turned to look at the Zuiyue Tower which had burned down.

(End of this chapter)