All sects work

Chapter 161 Bonds (1)

When Bai Xuexing and Dongfang Zhentian came over, they saw Jiang Chuixing "confronting" dozens of women.

As he approached, soft white lights appeared on the hands of seven or eight of the women.

The crowd that had been deadlocked began to stir. Some were surprised, some were frightened. At least there was a bit of life in them.

Master Xuanying did not explain the details, so Bai Xuexing could only make his own judgment.

These women were injured and looked numb. Some were soaked like drowned rats, while others had dry clothes on. It did not rain in Linxi County tonight, and most of those who were soaked by the rain were sent here from Tao County.

Traveling such a long distance must have consumed a lot of strength. Shi Xuanying has been very stingy lately. If nothing had happened, she would never have exerted such great effort.

Bai Xuexing carefully observed their expressions and found that most of the women "marked" by the light appeared less timid.

His mind raced: "This is the Linxi County Yamen! You were all saved by the county magistrate. From now on, the Yamen will provide you with food, clothing, shelter, and protect you from harm. We will also arrange for you to do some work later..."

"The kind used to pay wages." He added deliberately.

"Really?!"

"Linxi County?"

These people raised different questions.

Bai Xuexing gave a decisive affirmative answer. He divided these people into two groups, and arranged those with marks and those without marks to live in different houses.

At the beginning, Master Xuanying asked Liu Zhubu to prepare accommodation in order to recruit martial artists. However, those people were not used to living in the same yard with others. Later, they rented or bought accommodation with their own money. The original places became vacant, which was just the right time to accommodate these people.

Dongfang Zhentian led them to their residence holding a lantern.

Someone on the road said cautiously: "Young Taoist priest, the county magistrate..."

The words came to their lips but they didn't know where to start. After all, this matter was too bizarre for them.

They didn't ask, but Dongfang Zhentian understood: "You all know the new decree! The adults have good intentions and are doing you good. If they knew you were in trouble, you wouldn't even go to the government office for help! The government office has been recruiting people recently, and there are so many people stepping on the ground in front of the door, but there is not a single girl! How can the men force you to hide in the house for so long, and you don't know how to run!"

She spoke with an accent, but everyone could roughly understand her.

"But where can you run to?"

The woman sighed, and brought up other people's sad stories, and the atmosphere became a little heavy for a moment.

Dongfang Zhentian comforted them: "A cat can't get rid of its claws when it catches glutinous rice cakes. It's because you have no one to support you. Now there are adults to help you, Mo Fang!"

Most of the people present were married women, and when they saw such a small person speaking so eloquently, they couldn't help but feel pity for him.

Someone asked, "Where is the young Taoist priest from?"

Dongfang Zhentian played dumb: "I don't know either!"

Most women are soft-hearted. If they were not persecuted to this extent, they would have poisoned their entire family with a pack of rat poison. How could they wait for others to bully them? When they heard Dongfang Zhentian's words, they all thought that she was an abandoned child, so they stopped asking.

When they arrived at their residence, Dongfang Zhentian arranged everything for them and said, "Many martial artists live nearby. As long as you don't sneak away, no one can harm you."

On the other side, Bai Xuexing hurriedly dug Liu Zhubu out of bed and asked him to prepare supplies.

Because some people got caught in the rain, Bai Xuexing was afraid that they would get sick, so he wanted to cook some ginger soup. However, it was not convenient for him to pull the cook out of bed, so he could only catch his own people.

……

Jiang Chuixing held his knife tightly in his arms, squatting in front of the stove, his serious little face turning golden red under the firelight.

After a long time, he slowly exhaled.

So scary, oooh...

When he realized what he was thinking, he froze for a moment, his brows suddenly furrowed - how could he be afraid! This shouldn't be the case, how could he survive the catastrophe of life and death like this?

As a brave sword cultivator, Jiang Chuixing decided to face the challenge head on! He boiled two buckets of boiling brown sugar ginger soup, and went out with a heroic spirit, one in each hand.

In the yard across the street.

Those women were originally desperate and resentful, and many of them had thoughts of committing suicide. However, when they saw Dongfang Zhentian busying around, they finally felt embarrassed to just sit there and watch, and many of them silently stepped forward to help.

They were all experienced in housework and put everything in place in no time.

A fire was lit in the fire pit, and Dongfang Zhentian asked those who were wet to come forward and dry themselves.

Everyone is curious. They had been shocked so much that they didn't react for a while. Now they were sitting around the fire, enjoying a rare peaceful time. Some people couldn't help asking the soaked women, "Why are you soaked?"

"I'm from Tao County, and it's raining heavily there tonight."

When I was about to ask again, I suddenly heard a noise outside.

Someone kicked the door open, and two huge wooden barrels seemed to float in by themselves.

As everyone was horrified, they saw two wooden barrels fall to the ground. A little Taoist boy emerged from behind the barrels and stammered, "Ginger, ginger soup, drink!"

It turned out to be the little guy who was shyly hiding behind the pillar and peeking with a knife just now.

"Thank you, little Taoist priest."

While the women were thanking him, some of them gave him a gentle look: "My son is as big as the little Taoist priest now."

Jiang Chuixing gritted his teeth, took a bowl from the basin on top of the wooden barrel, scooped out ginger soup and handed it to the woman closest to him, his fat face flushed red: "Drink, drink ginger soup, you won't get sick."

The woman took it quickly. Seeing the cute little boy in the Taoist robe with a red face, she couldn't help but rub his head: "Little Taoist priest, you are so lucky."

what--

A brave swordsman who is not afraid of difficulties!
Jiang Chuixing turned around stiffly and continued to serve the ginger soup.

Everyone was a sensible person and how could they bear to watch a child carry such hot soup, so they all stood up and served it themselves.

Because Jiang Chuixing did not get angry and leave when he was touched on the head just now, but instead looked a little embarrassed and shy, and insisted on moving closer to them, it is easy to make people wonder if he was also abandoned by his parents and was too eager for maternal love.

The women felt even more pity for him and pulled him aside, rubbing his head, pinching his face, and praising him like they were free.

After finishing a round of ginger soup, Jiang Chuixing decisively refused the suggestion to help him comb his hair again and ran away.

He had messy hair and looked like he was out of his body.

Dongfang Zhentian sat on the wall peeling walnuts, smiling and imitating the women's words: "Oh my, what a lovely and adorable child!"

Jiang Chuixing immediately returned to normal, glared at her fiercely, turned around and left.

It is still raining heavily in Tao County.

When Zhuang Qiqi settled the two women and went to find Master Xuan Ying, he found her standing in the pavilion in the backyard watching the heavy rain fall into the pond. There was no expression on her face and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Have you thought about how to deal with their families? If someone disappears inexplicably, it will definitely cause a stir in the city. We can't hide them forever." Zhuang Qiqi walked into the courtyard and put away the oil-paper umbrella.

"In troubled times, one can be soft-hearted, but one cannot be soft-handed." Shi Xuanying had no intention of hiding anything. "Those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish! If you insist on seeking death, I will respect their fate. After the grain auction is over tomorrow, I will make this matter public, and it's up to everyone to choose."

After a pause, she turned around and looked at Zhuang Qiqi, and suddenly said, "I plan to send you out first."

Zhuang Qiqi opened her beautiful eyes slightly: "Why?!"

"Do you think this dust is easy or difficult?" asked Shi Xuanying.

"You mean the dust mustard assimilation?" Zhuang Qiqi was aware of it, but couldn't judge the degree of danger. At least for now, everything seemed fine to her. "The speed of the dust mustard assimilation is not fast. The Taoist priest has been in the dust mustard for several years and nothing happened. As for other dangers, we can crush them with our strength."

Shi Xuanying shook her head: "The Taoist priest is fine because he has always been outside the main plot of Dust Mustard. He is a bystander. We are safe now because we are deliberately avoiding ties, but you must know that in Shan Dust Mustard, deep ties are the only way to eliminate the obsession of Dust Core. Maybe you don't realize that Lao Yan has fallen into it very deeply."

"Ah!" Zhuang Qiqi was surprised.