The helicopter landed in the open space between the camps. Before the blades could stop, Xu Chuxiang had already jumped out of the driver's seat and ran towards the barracks, shouting eagerly:
"Come here, bring your weapons and follow me."
But before running a few steps, Xu Chuxiang suddenly stopped.
Because in front of the barracks of the temporary camp, there were many soldiers with live ammunition standing, the number of which far exceeded the number of people in the platoon that originally stayed in the camp.
In front of the neatly arranged soldiers, stood a middle-aged man wearing a robe and jacket.
The middle-aged man is in his early fifties, very tall, with a very high forehead, sparse eyebrows, a lion's mouth and a broad nose. He has a strange appearance, but his temperament is a bit rude, even though he is wearing luxurious mink fur. Wearing a coat, he still looks like an old farmer in the countryside, or a former street gangster who is now older.
"Dad, why are you here!"
Xu Chuxiang screamed in surprise, and then ran towards the middle-aged man quickly again.
Dad is here, and the people in that village can be saved!
The middle-aged man with a vulgar look on his face smiled and inserted the gold-inlaid cigarette rod between his belt, and opened his arms to welcome his daughter who was running towards him.
"The soldiers here came back yesterday to report that Han Biao and another man came back in a helicopter and asked for a car. They came back the next day with two Taoist priests and drove the helicopter into the mountain."
"Of course I guessed that something must have happened, and why wouldn't I be worried about my baby girl? Of course I had to come and see for myself."
Xu Chuxiang threw herself into the middle-aged man's arms.
Xu Pingxi looked at his daughter's face. Her daughter looked very haggard, and there were a few traces of blood on her face. It seemed that her daughter had experienced some very difficult things in the past few days.
But Xu Pingxi didn't ask anything in a hurry, as long as the person came back alive.
Then he looked at the helicopters ahead. No one was coming down anymore.
So Xu Pingxi frowned and said:
"Where is your Uncle Han?"
Xu Chuxiang shed tears again, and then quickly told her father what she had experienced in the past few days.
Xu Pingxi was silent for a moment and only asked Xu Chuxiang one question.
"Are you sure your Uncle Han is dead?"
Xu Chuxiang recalled that when he flew away from the village, he specifically took a look outside the helicopter. At that time, Uncle Han had fallen to the ground, and several monsters were running towards Uncle Han's body at high speed.
So Xu Chuxiang nodded with tears in his eyes.
The middle-aged man with a strange appearance had a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"Dad, please send someone to that village quickly. There are still many villagers alive in that village."
Xu Chuxia said eagerly.
Xu Pingxi stared at his daughter, buried the sadness in his eyes, and then said lightly.
"Let's go back to Jingcheng with me."
Xu Chuxiang was startled for a moment, then looked at his father in disbelief and shouted:
"Dad, aren't we going to save those villagers? If you don't want to send someone, then I will go back myself!"
Xu Pingxi rubbed his extremely high forehead with a headache, waved his hand, and ordered the soldiers behind him:
"Someone, take the lady away."
"Xu Pingxi, you bastard!"
Xu Chuxiang struggled unwillingly and was taken away by two of her father's personal guards.
Xu Pingxi sighed, took out the gold-inlaid cigarette stick from his waist, took out a handful of shredded tobacco from the pocket of the luxurious mink fur jacket, stuffed it into the cigarette cup, and put the cigarette Holding the rod in his mouth, he took out a match from another jacket, struck it, and lit the tobacco.
The whole process of lighting the dry cigarette was done by the Governor-General of Chu and Hunan Provinces by himself. None of the guards behind him came forward to help, because these guards knew very well that Marshal Xu liked to light cigarettes by himself. According to the Marshal's past, Saying:
There is no smell when someone else lights a cigarette!
After lighting up the dry smoke, Xu Pingxi took a deep breath. In the smoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance in silence.
Those two Taoist priests must be the people in the temple that I have been seeking for many years but have not been able to enter.
Xu Pingxi thought so while smoking a cigarette.
On this day, Xu Pingxi, the governor-general of Chuxiang, stood alone outside Pingqian Town. He stood silently looking at the distant mountains for two hours, adding tobacco five times before giving the order to return to Jingcheng.
…
Mu Yao had finally cleared away all the monsters in the village. There might still be some in the mountains and forests, but there was nothing he could do for the time being.
Because the spiritual power in his body has been exhausted, in the words of their practitioners, he has reached the edge of exhaustion.
The young Taoist priest with a round face, ordinary and even dull appearance returned to the grain drying field and sat down next to Han Biao's body.
At this moment, he was so tired that he no longer had the energy to meditate and adjust his breathing.
Mu Yao lowered his head, panting, feeling depressed and sad, worried about his master's safety.
But at this moment, a pair of shoes appeared in front of him.
Green cloth shoes and white cloth socks, stained with some stone chips and a few feathers.
Further up, there is a piece of purple robe.
Mu Yao suddenly raised his head, and Li Zhixia was standing in front of him.
"master!"
Mu Yao called out in surprise and quickly wanted to stand up.
"Sit down."
Li Zhixia pushed him back to the ground.
Mu Yao then noticed that Li Zhixia's Taoist robe was as tattered as his, and her expression was equally tired, but the Taoist crown on her head was still square and straight, and her waist was still straight.
But Mu Yao knew that the master's condition might be worse than his own, but with the master's temperament, there was no way he could sit on the ground like him.
Then Li Zhixia's eyes fell on Han Biao's body, and a strange color suddenly appeared on her face.
"Is this what happened to him? Why is there still a ray of yang energy in his body even though he is dead, and his soul is still condensed?"
Mu Yao quickly told what happened just now.
"At that time, my disciple discovered that layman Han had stopped breathing, but there was still a ray of life left, so he used Qiling Grass to temporarily keep his life in his body."
"The Seven Spirit Grass today is no longer the Seven Spirit Grass from a thousand years ago. It is definitely not as effective as it can be in condensing the soul of a dead person."
Li Zhixia frowned, walked to Han Biao's body, pinched open Han Biao's mouth, and then he saw the shimmering small leaf in Han Biao's mouth.
Li Zhixia's expression became a little angry. He looked back at his apprentice and said with a hint of anger:
"My master asked you to bring the piece of Seven Spirit Grass with you, so that the Seven Spirit Grass can nourish your wood energy essence, not for you to feed back this Seven Spirit Grass."
"Do you know that if you waste your essence like this, you won't be able to recover it for a few years? It may even affect your Dao foundation and make your cultivation regress."
Mu Yao lowered his head and looked at the master's stern scolding with a respectful expression. However, after Li Zhixia finished scolding, the round-faced young Taoist priest looked at the master with clear eyes and protested in a low voice.
"However, just like the master is left alone in the cave, this is also the way of the disciple. If the disciple does not save him, his Taoist heart will be damaged. Even if he does not become obsessed in the future, I am afraid that he will never improve his Taoism in the future. "
Li Zhixia originally wanted to scold her second apprentice, but she suddenly fell silent at this moment.
Yes, Taoism cannot be violated.
The first step on the road to eternal life actually determines how this road will go in the future.
If you make the wrong move, you will become possessed.
"Master, is that ghost car bird dead? Are there other monsters in the cave?"
Then he heard Mu Yao ask curiously.
