"The land around Lushou Mountain is really desolate."
Walking on the spacious road, Chen Yuan looked at the scenery along the way and felt emotional for a moment.
Two days have passed since he left the forest.
During this period, Chen Yuan did not rush on the road blindly. Sometimes he cultivated his body, regulated his breath and blood, and sometimes stopped to explore and understand the world, which could be regarded as seeing the scenery of this world.
From what he has seen so far, this world is not much different from the Dongxu Realm. There are many dense forests and dangerous lands, and the level of development is low. During this period, he has only seen two dilapidated villages. The residents in them have been emptied of their buildings, and the cultivated land has long been deserted. , only an outline remains, overgrown with weeds.
"It's also understandable. After more than thirty years of the Lushou Mountain God's perverse actions, the surrounding believers and mortals have long been squeezed out. They either died or had to migrate."
Just as he was thinking, he saw a slowly rising smoke in the distance.
"Finally, there are traces of living people."
Refreshed, Chen Yuan quickened his pace, but soon slowed down again.
Da da da--
The rapid and chaotic sound of horse hooves came from the front.
Before anyone arrived, the pungent smell of blood had already drifted over.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen variegated horses galloped over. The people sitting on them howled wantonly and waved weapons. On the side of the horse, there was a hemp rope net bag hanging, and there were several human heads dripping with blood inside!
Chen Yuan looked intently and saw that the riders had disheveled hair and colorful costumes that were very different from those in the Central Plains. The language in their mouths contained rhymes. Although Chen Yuan could not understand it, he could see the joy of returning from the killing from the beaming faces of the people. !
Suddenly, a rider noticed Chen Yuan on the roadside.
"Ning Ren?" He asked in a strange Chinese accent, then grinned happily, "We have another prey!"
The other riders immediately cheered and roared in the same Chinese dialect with strange accents.
"Hunting! Hunting!"
"kill!"
They turned their horses and ran around Chen Yuan.
The leading men brandished their swords and slashed at Chen Yuan with murderous intent on their faces!
"When we leave the mountains, the first people we meet are of this virtue. This is not a good sign!" Chen Yuan shook his head, swayed, and reached a horse, sweeping his feet!
Boom!
The tall horse was swept to the ground by him. The man on the horse screamed and rolled down with confusion on his face. Then his head was grabbed by a hand and smashed down!
Snapped!
It's like a melon exploding, with red and white splashing!
Wow!
Only then did the other riders react, and there was a burst of noise. Some were surprised and confused, but some were furious and took action directly!
Chen Yuan opened his arms, jumped up, and flew through the air like a big bird. His hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, and they touched the eyebrows of the horseman one after another.
Thump, thump, thump.
Xilulu!
Seeing the effort of breathing, half of the people fell down from their horses. The rest of the people were frightened and finally became afraid, so they galloped on their horses and dispersed in a rush, actually running away.
Chen Yuan did not waste any energy in chasing.
"Now that I have the idea of Shinto, I have to take the time to practice the Sword of Misfortune. With the flying sword by my side, I can do many things easily."
Withdrawing his gaze, he picked up the living creature that had fallen at his feet and asked, "Which family's soldiers are you from?" From the well-founded performance of the group's advance and retreat, Chen Yuan saw the method of joint attack and guessed that these people were from the military.
"You, you, you..." The man's lips trembled with fear, but he struggled, "If you kill us, the Master will not let you go! You will be worse than dead, howling every day..."
Click.
Chen Yuan directly pinched his neck.
"Even if you don't say it, I can guess that from the tone of voice and the clothes, he is the so-called desolate man." Chen Yuan frowned as he looked at a few loose net bags and the fallen heads. , "The northwest of Daning is probably not peaceful."
He found a shadowed area on the side of the road, stepped on it, and a deep pit appeared. Then he raised his hand and buried a few net bags in the pit.
"You cut off the head of a murderer and brought it back specially to kill the good and take credit for it, or is there another purpose?" Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Yuan noticed a small sound, his ears moved slightly, and he caught the sound of footsteps.
"Is someone coming again?"
The footsteps suddenly stopped when they were more than thirty steps away from him.
Soon, a dozen men dressed as soldiers and looking embarrassed came out of the grass.
The leader of the man had a cloth band wrapped around his forehead and blood stains on his body. His eyes were bloodshot and there was a scar under his eyes. He was unshaven. He glanced at the corpse of the deserted man lying on the ground, then clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "I've seen strong men. Thank you for taking action to kill these beasts!"
Chen Yuan asked back: "Which army are you from?"
He really didn't expect that the first two groups of people he encountered after leaving Baili Mountains and Rivers were actually soldiers.
The scarred man looked at the dead men with hatred, and then said: "These people are the vanguard of the desolate people! They burned, killed and looted the villages and towns in front of them, and their crimes were heinous! We were entrusted by the villagers to come here for revenge!" But it was He never mentioned his belongings.
This is normal. How can a stranger tell the truth when asked casually? but……
Chen Yuan looked at the people behind the scarred man. They were all mentally exhausted, looking embarrassed and dusty. There were also many people who were hung up and injured. They looked like this. They were going to chase a few horses and swords. They were mentally exhausted. A high-spirited guy?
Brother, you are not telling the truth!
Fortunately, he didn't intend to delve into it. No matter what it was, it had nothing to do with him anyway.
The man with the scar suddenly said: "Actually, there are still several waves of desolate people wandering around, all of them are as ferocious as animals. They may be detrimental to the people around them. I dare you to ask if you can..."
"No." Shaking his head, Chen Yuan refused directly: "This time it happened at the right time. They provoked me first and then they were killed. Other than that, it has nothing to do with me. You can do your own thing. ." After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for the other party to respond!
"Strong man! Strong man!"
Chen Yuan was so fast. When the scarred man reacted, he couldn't keep up. He could only look at the distant figure and shook his head with regret.
He could see that those Huang people were all killed by one move. The person who made the move had a high level of martial arts that he had never seen before. If he could win over them and get their help, he could save a lot of trouble...
Thinking this, the scarred man looked over with some reluctance, and his peripheral vision glanced at the token on the waist of the back figure.
The token is simple and in rosewood color.
"General Order?!"
Suddenly, it dawned on him!
"Yes, in this wilderness, on the edge of the battlefield between the two countries, how could such a young master appear out of nowhere! This must be the young general from the capital!"
With this thought, he could not care about anything else. When he saw the black smoke rising in the direction of Chen Yuan's departure, he suddenly understood.
"Let's go! Let's follow quickly!"
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"Ouch..."
"Mom, it hurts!"
"My son!"
When Chen Yuan followed the smoke to the village, he saw collapsed houses, charred fields, and blood-stained soil. What he heard were wailing, crying, and cries of pain.
The village, which was not too big, was in a mess.
More than twenty corpses were placed in the middle open space, including men, women, old people, and half-grown children, all covered with straw.
The injured with missing arms and legs were leaning against the edge of the house, lying in the shadows, or curled up in a corner, wailing.
Further away, there were old people and children crying.
Sad and gloomy.
Chen Yuan's nose moved slightly and he smelled a strange smell, and the Shinto flower on his left arm trembled slightly.
"There are signs of the left-handed blood refining method..."
"This little Taoist priest..."
An old man with white hair and beard, stooped and leaning on a cane, limped over. Far away, he stopped, raised his hands with a wary face and said, "The little old man is the elder of this village. What are you doing here? As you can see, we have suffered a military disaster, and there is nothing left for Taoist priests to seek alms."
Chen Yuan asked: "Who committed the murder here?"
The old man was stunned, hesitated, and then said with hatred on his face: "They are some wild horsemen."
"It turns out it was those people just now who acted lightly and shouldn't have let them go. Anyway, I can't control the world's affairs, but since we have encountered them, we can't pretend that we didn't see them."
Thinking about it, Chen Yuan took out the medicine bottle from his arms, poured out two pills, handed them to the old man, and said: "Get a basin of water, dissolve this pill, and give it to the sick and injured to drink."
"Huh?" The old man's face was full of astonishment, but he did not dare to take it rashly.
"Can this elixir save lives?" However, there was a young man with tears on his face. He was kneeling next to the seriously injured old woman and weeping. He had good hearing. When he saw the old man hesitate, he stood up and asked.
Chen Yuan said to him: "I don't say it can bring the dead back to life, but as long as they are not dead yet, it should have some medicinal effects."
His Corpse Explanation Mysterious Body has its own mysteries. It can sense hostility and distinguish between good and bad. Even though it is just a smell, it is still possible to distinguish the effectiveness of the medicine.
"good!"
The young man wiped his tears. He just treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor. He didn't care about so many things. He took the elixir directly and smelled the fragrance. He suddenly became energetic. He gained a little more confidence and hurriedly ran to cure the disease. open.
"Alas!" The old man could only sigh when he saw this, and then he smiled bitterly at Chen Yuan and said, "Don't be surprised, Taoist Master. If you think about it carefully, I think there is nothing worth planning for others. It's because I'm too worried."
"My father-in-law, there is nothing wrong with what you did," Chen Yuan shook his head and suddenly changed the subject, "When those people committed the murder just now, was there anything weird about it?"
"Weird thing?"
"Yes, for example, are you holding any weird objects?"
"This..." The old man looked embarrassed, and finally shook his head in despair, "It's really too terrifying. Just thinking about it, the little old man can't breathe."
"I remember!" The young man had already melted the elixir and was feeding my mother. Hearing this, he said: "The leader of that group of beasts originally held a bead as big as a fist. At the end, the bead flashed. Gone."
"bead……"
Chen Yuan nodded, becoming more and more certain that the tragedy in the village was caused by the monks.
"Those people are the vanguard of the deserters. Are they doing something for the army?"
Time for a cup of tea.
"Get up! Get up!"
"The wound is scarred!"
"Mom! You scared me to death!"
The elixir was dissolved by water and its effectiveness was greatly reduced. However, everyone's mortal bodies could not withstand the pure power of the medicine. They needed time for the medicine's effects to be digested. Once the time was up, they all improved one after another, and some of them were even pulled away from the gate of hell. return.
After a while, the crying in the village became much less. After the young man settled his wife, he hurriedly came to Chen Yuan and knelt down, shouting "Benefactor". With him taking the lead, everyone followed suit and knelt down for a while. .
"Half of the people were supposed to die in this man-made disaster, but now they are better and saved!" The elder cried with joy and said tremblingly: "Thank you so much, Taoist Priest, for saving me! It's just that the village is poor and there is really nothing to repay. Please help me." Don't wait, let me wait and raise some money..."
"No need." Chen Yuan shook his head and said, "You are in trouble, but I have medicine, that's all."
The young man was so close that when he heard these words, he became even more excited and kowtowed to the ground.
"What a fairy!"
When he saw Chen Yuan dressed as a Taoist, he said that he was an immortal. Others imitated him and also called him immortal. When he knelt down, he naturally thought of the clay sculptures in the temple.
Gradually, wisps of incense and wish power rose from everyone's bodies and converged into the Shinto flower on Chen Yuan's left arm.
Chen Yuan couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it.
"This is an unexpected surprise. The Shinto Talisman and Seal script without its foundation was originally a tree without roots and water without a source. It cannot be replenished, but now there is a turn for the better. In terms of rewards, such pure intentions have made a difference. To me, it is more precious than yellow and white money.”
Thinking that doing nothing would give him exactly what he needed, and he suddenly gained some insight into the mystery of the great road.
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"This is……"
When Scar Man and his team arrived, what they saw was a scene of the whole village kneeling down to worship the young Taoist!
The formation suppressed them all for a moment, and it took them a while to calm down and find someone to ask the reason.
When they learned that Chen Yuan had casually given the elixir and cured most of the injuries, the scarred man and others were surprised, but their eyes were filled with eagerness again!
When it comes to being seriously injured and dying, which one is more common than these big-headed soldiers with their blades licking blood? According to the description of the villagers, this young Taoist man is like holding another life in his hands!
Thinking of this man's true identity again, how could the scarred man dare to delay? He led a group of brothers and walked quickly to Chen Yuan, knelt down on one knee, raised his fists above his head, and saluted!
"The Dingxi army is all excited, and all the brothers have seen General Zhenwu!"
What?
When Chen Yuan saw the scarred man coming over, he was about to speak, but was startled when he heard the other man address him.
What is this for?
Come to think of it, the three-year period has come, and the yellow robe puts me on the kang and drags me into the water?
