The little monk didn't expect that he would encounter the six-winged golden cicada as soon as he came out of the small blessed place. He threw the stone bowl in his hand without saying a word.
I saw the golden light of the stone bowl shining brightly, covering the six-winged golden cicada that was about to escape in an instant.
The six-winged golden cicada was like a headless fly, stumbling wildly inside, but this time it failed to break out of the golden light like last time.
The stone bowl shrank smaller and smaller, and finally slowly floated back to the little monk's hand, "I finally caught you, hehe~"
The young monk took a look inside.
"Oh, you are seriously injured!"
The six-winged golden cicada in the stone bowl looked very miserable. Only two of the six wings were left, and they were all in tatters. No wonder it was easily covered by the little monk with the stone bowl.
In addition, there was also a large hole in its abdomen, and transparent blood was still flowing from the wound.
"It's so miserable, so miserable!"
The little monk smacked his lips and said.
It seems that this guy is not doing well in the little blessed land!
"Amitabha, donor of the six-winged golden cicada, please stop running around and stay in the little monk's stone bowl. The little monk won't eat you."
The little monk stretched out his hand and saw a transparent fragment of the origin of the blessed land floating out of the stone bowl.
Also, if there were no fragments of the origin of the blessed land, the six-winged golden cicada would not be able to escape from the small blessed land of Guixu.
Probably because he was really tired from the collision, or because he understood what the little monk said, the six-winged golden cicada lay quietly at the bottom of the stone bowl and stopped moving.
"Female donor, let's go find Master quickly." After subduing the six-winged golden cicada, the young monk couldn't wait to say.
Although the young monk usually thinks that his master's nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes, at this time, he can't help but worry about his master.
"Okay, let's go now!"
Changyue also wanted to return the little monk to the smart monk as soon as possible and then go home quickly.
There was no difference between day and night in Xiaofudi, and she didn't know how long she had been there. She always felt a little worried about Granny Feng, Sang Ye and A Cai at home.
After the two of them finished speaking, they started galloping in the snow.
However, the smart monk seemed to have a special way of finding the little monk. Changyue and the others didn't look for long before the smart monk showed up on his own.
"Female donor, thank you for helping me this time. The poor monk is very grateful." The smart monk clasped his hands and thanked Chang Yue solemnly. Chang Yue rarely saw him look so like a real monk.
"Master, you don't have to be like this. The young monk and I have a close friendship. We just take care of each other." Chang Yue also returned the gift to the wise monk.
"Martial arts are very difficult. I hope that the female benefactor and Xuan Kong can continue to help each other in the future." The intelligent monk nodded with satisfaction. He had a good impression of the female doll in front of him.
"Master, I wonder what happened to Li Changming and others?" Chang Yue asked again at this time. After all, his eldest brother and second brother were among those people, so it was unreasonable to care about them.
The smart monk replied with a smile: "Donor female, please rest assured. Donor Li and others are safe and sound and have been returned to Mingyue City."
Just be fine! Chang Yue breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing this, "Thank you, Master, for your support."
The smart monk waved his hands with a smile and returned to his serious look, "It's okay, it's okay, we agreed to help each other, and the female donor doesn't have to be polite, hehehe..."
"Then Master, let's say goodbye. If you and the young monk have anything to do with me, just go to Cangyue Pavilion in Mingyue City and talk to the shopkeeper there." Chang Yue was anxious to go home, so she proposed Farewell.
"Take care of the female donor." The intelligent monk clasped his hands together.
"Female donor, take care of yourself," the young monk said with tears in his eyes.
"Take care and practice well." Changyue said, patting the snowflakes that fell on the little monk's hat.
After parting ways with the young monk and the others, Chang Yue used her Qing Gong and flew towards Mingyue City.
When she arrived outside Daqing Mountain, she discovered that the impact of Little Blessed Land Guixu was not just on Daqing Mountain, but also on the entire surrounding area of Mingyue City. There was heavy snow everywhere, and the number of ordinary people affected by the disaster was unknown.
Although the snowfall outside is not as severe as inside Daqingshan, it is deadly enough for ordinary people.
On the way back to Mingyue City, Chang Yue saw many villages submerged in thick snow, and some even had uncarried bodies lying on the roadside.
The tall and majestic city walls of Mingyue City still stand, and there are guards patrolling the city gates. City guards are also posted at the city gates. They wear thick clothes, but they are still so cold that they can't help but shiver.
There were many simple shacks built at the city gate, and the people huddled inside were all homeless due to the disaster. They were in ragged clothes, and some were even wrapped in only a layer of thatch or straw.
Others are huddled in the corner, seemingly closing their eyes to rest, but in fact they have lost their lives in their sleep.
When Chang Yue walked to the city gate, what he saw was such a hell on earth.
She looked around the shack and tightened her cloak tightly, feeling even colder.
When Chang Yue climbed over the wall and returned to her small courtyard, she found that her home was almost the same as when she left. Two bison were led into the shed in the yard at the door, and the snow in the yard was swept clean.
Sang Ye is practicing swordplay in the yard, and A Cai is imitating her next to her, watching and making gestures. He is also nine years old and will be able to practice in a short time.
At this moment, Changyue entered the door.
"Miss!!!"
Seeing Chang Yue coming back, Sang Ye threw away the long sword in her hand.
"Miss, you are finally back! I have been worried about you these past few days!"
Recently, there have been rumors in Mingyue City that none of the warriors who went to explore the secret realm have returned. In addition, the masters and young masters in the mansion have not returned either. Sang Ye and Granny Feng are worried.
Changyue patted Sang Ye on the shoulder, then took off the snow-covered cloak on her body, "Okay, I'm back now, let's go inside and talk."
"Hey~" Sang Ye responded cheerfully, "Miss, please go in and change your clothes first. The servant will boil water for you. You can take a hot bath first before talking about anything else."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Mulberry."
"It's not hard, it's not hard, Ah Cai, come and help too!" Sang Ye rushed to the kitchen and waved to Ah Cai.
"Here we come, Sister Sangye!"
After hearing this, Ah Cai ran to the kitchen, as if there were hot wheels on her feet.
When taking a bath, Sang Ye insisted on serving Chang Yue personally, but Chang Yue couldn't resist her, so she had to agree.
Chang Yue added potions to relieve fatigue and unblock muscles and bones in the bath water. It exuded a refreshing fragrance. She soaked her whole body in the bathtub and Chang Yue sighed in comfort.
Come to life!
"Sangye, where is my mother-in-law?" Changyue asked, "In Lihua Village?"
While washing Chang Yue's hair, Sang Ye replied: "Yes, because of the secret realm, many foreign warriors have come to the city recently. Because Lihua Village is close to Daqing Mountain, there are often people making trouble recently, but my mother-in-law is very powerful Here, anyone who wants to cause trouble in Lihuazhuang must think about it carefully!"
Changyue nodded, and then asked: "Is everything okay at home?"
"Hey, whatever happened at home, everything is fine. That damn girl Caizhu didn't even dare to raise her head when she saw me recently!" At this point, Sang Ye's tone was full of pride, "Oh, by the way, Now Caizhu has changed her name to Lanzhu, hahaha, I’m laughing so hard!”
"Oh?" Chang Yue looked surprised, "It seems she didn't get any good results from my fifth sister."
"Huh huh~" Sang Ye pouted, "The Fifth Miss should be reasonable."
"You, you!" Chang Yue said helplessly, "Why do you have such a bad temper?"
"Hehe~ Of course the lady is used to it!" As he said this, Sang Ye moved his hands more diligently.
Since there was someone to serve her, Chang Yue began to enjoy it with peace of mind. She leaned in the bathtub and let Sang Ye move his hands up and down her.
Chang Yue had just finished taking a shower and was getting dressed when A Cai's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
"Miss, the housekeeper is here."
Big housekeeper? Chang Yue was confused, it seemed that the housekeeper had never been here before.
The chief butler of the Li Mansion was the young boy who lived by Chang Yue's grandfather back then. He had watched the current head of the family, Li Xuan, grow up. He held an unusually low position in the manor, and he was also a master of martial arts in the Shangyuan Realm.
Changyue hurriedly changed her clothes and walked out of the room. She saw an old man with gray hair and a serious face standing in the living room.
"Grandpa Jiangang."
Changyue stepped forward and bowed to the old man.
The name of the chief butler is Li Jiangang. Although he is nominally a servant in the Li family, in fact he is respected by everyone from the head of the family, Li Xuan, to the maids and servants.
When Chang Yue's grandfather was young, he was chased and seriously injured when he was traveling abroad. In the end, Li Jiangang rescued him after many twists and turns.
Moreover, during the years that Li Jiangang has served as the steward of the Li family, he has been fair in dealing with matters, has clear rewards and punishments, and has always handled the affairs of the Li family in an orderly manner. He is one of Li Xuan's most capable helpers.
Li Xuan was a swinger when he was young. He could not make any mistakes in his position as the head of the family for so many years, and he could even be called conscientious. Li Jiangang's persuasion was indispensable.
Therefore, the younger generations of the Li family will respectfully call Li Jiangang "Grandpa Jiangang."
"Miss Seven."
Li Jiangang returned Chang Yue's gift. Although he was respected by everyone in the Li family, he never showed off to his master and always remembered his identity as a servant (in fact, he was no longer a slave in the Li family).
Seeing that Li Jiangang didn't speak for a long time and seemed to be in a daze, Chang Yue looked at him doubtfully:
"Grandpa Jiangang? I wonder why you are here today..."
"Ah? Oh..." Li Jiangang finally came to his senses, with a trace of imperceptible sadness in his expression, "Miss Qi, the master of the house...the master of the house has gone. Madam, please come over."
What? What's gone?
Changyue didn't realize the meaning of Li Jiangang's words for a while. His expression was a little dazed, and his hands subconsciously tightened the corner of the table next to him.
"Miss Qi, the master died in the secret realm. Madam, please come over." Li Jiangang repeated it again, this time he changed his statement, and Chang Yue finally understood the meaning of this.
Her father is gone!
Changyue felt as if something had suddenly hit her head. She was dizzy for a moment, with only one thought swirling in her mind: "Li Xuan is dead"!
Chang Yue has lived in the Li Mansion for more than ten years, and she and Li Xuan have only met a handful of times except during holidays. It would be a lie to say how deep the relationship between them is.
But...this is his father after all.
Chang Yue has always felt that the friendship between her and Li Xuan may not be as deep as that of the eldest lady, a person who has no blood relationship with her.
The phrase "the most familiar stranger" is very appropriate to describe her relationship with Li Xuan.
But it is such a person who gave birth to himself and raised himself.
Moreover, the news came so unexpectedly. Chang Yue still clearly remembers how Li Xuan was furious not long ago because his beloved horse was injured, and also remembers his expression when he reluctantly forgave his two bison...
However, such a vivid person suddenly disappeared.
"Miss! Miss! Miss!"
Chang Yue was in a trance, and it wasn't until Sang Ye gently shook her arm to call her that she came back to consciousness, and her already extremely pale face became even more ugly.
"Grandpa Jiangang, you go first, I will be there soon." Changyue said.
"Hey~" Li Jiangang sighed deeply and walked out of Changyue's yard.
"Sangye, help me find some plain clothes."
"Yes, miss."
Changyue changed into plain white clothes as quickly as possible, with no makeup on her face and no hairpin on her head.
"A Cai, you stay at home and tell your mother-in-law when she comes back."
"Yes, miss."
After saying that, Chang Yue took Sang Ye and left in a hurry.
As he passed through the mansion, Chang Yue walked vigorously and looked completely different from the frail and sickly person he used to be. The servants were confused for a moment when they saw the fleeting figure from behind.
Was that Miss Seven just now?
No, no, I must be dazzled.
When Chang Yue arrived at the eldest lady's courtyard, it was already full of people. Her brothers and sisters were all here, from the eldest Li Changming to the youngest Li Changkun, there was no shortage of them.
Li Changming and Li Changyou had just come out of the Little Blessed Land. Their injuries were not fully recovered, and their faces were very pale. Ever since they knew that their father was gone, they had been in a daze, without saying a word. Their state was worrying. .
Unlike the plastic parental relationship between Chang Yue and Li Xuan, their relationship with Li Xuan is really deep.
Li Changyu (Fourth Miss), Li Changyun (Fifth Miss), Li Changye (Eighth Miss), and the little carrot-head Li Changqian (Lao Ninth) were all crying, and the one who cried the loudest was Lao Wu.
She usually has the most outgoing personality, even at this time.
The tenth, Li Changkun, was only two years old. He didn't understand anything yet, but he didn't cry. He just nestled quietly in his aunt's arms.
But it didn't matter, his aunt cried her share for him.
Lao Shi's aunt is a delicate and frail woman, usually delicate, but when she cries, it feels like there is a leak.
Lao Shi's birth mother was not the only one crying in this room.
Li Xuan took in more than a dozen aunts one after another, many of whom were childless. They themselves were just ordinary people. Once Li Xuan died, they all had nothing to rely on.
At this time, they didn't know whether they were really sad about Li Xuan's death, or whether they were worried that they would have nothing to rely on in the future.
(End of chapter)
