Big Dream Master

　　　　 The wounds on the girl's body have been simply bandaged, her face looks very pale, but her eyes are still bright, different from the others around her.

"Although fellow Daoists helped us repel these beasts, it is hard to guarantee that new monsters will not attack again. Brother Qingniu, you lead everyone to repair the gate of the village, and...contain the corpses outside. Yusao. , You and Aunt Luo, use the meat of those giant birds to prepare meals for everyone. We haven't eaten meat for a long time, and the rest is pickled." The girl turned her head and said.

　　 "Okay." The dark man who asked the question earlier responded cleanly.

　　 "Yingluo, don't worry, leave it to us." Two women in their 30s and 40s wiped their faces and said quickly.

Shen Luo saw that this woman was clearly injured, but the smile on her face was not diminished, and it was obviously not the kind of strong smile, but the sincere smile from the heart. It looked quite bright and moving, and it was impressive. Then I felt refreshed.

　　 Under her infection, the villagers’ crying ceased quickly, and they dispersed one after another to help clean up the messy village.

　　 "This fellow Taoist, please come with me." Yingluo turned around and said in a crisp voice.

　　 Shen Luo nodded slightly, followed the girl, and walked slowly through the crowd.

"You are really a **** on Fangcun Mountain. Why are you here now? Why wait until my husband and son are dead?" When they came to the front, a haggard middle-aged woman leaning against the door suddenly spoke. Asked in a questioning tone.

　　 As soon as the footsteps stopped, he subconsciously wanted to clarify, but saw Yingluo winking at him secretly, and swallowed back what he said.

　　 "Of course fellow Taoists came from Fang Cun, otherwise how can we save us from fire and water in such a crisis?" Yingluo said to the middle-aged woman.

　　 "It's really a fairy from Fang Cunshan..." When everyone heard the words, someone immediately shouted.

　　 "It's great, it's really a fairy on Fangcun Mountain..."

　　 "It's saved now!"

　　 Other people also cheered up.

　　 Shen Luo frowned slightly, wondering whether he was a Fang Cunshan monk, and what was the difference to these people?

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a cold gaze, and quickly looked into the gate of the village, he saw the old white-haired woman who had spared his life to protect the children was standing inside, staring at him indifferently. Look, there doesn't seem to be the joy of other people at all.

　　 was followed by a dozen or so eight or nine-year-old children, all poking their heads timidly, looking at the sinking.

　　 The old woman's eye sockets were sunken, her eyes were gloomy, and she looked down and felt uncomfortable.

Yingruo also noticed Shen Luo's gaze, and also looked towards Zhaimen, and then Shen Luo saw that the old woman's gaze stayed on Yingluo for a while, as if he had exchanged some glances, he took it without saying a word. The children left.

　　 Shen Luo followed Yingluo through the gate and entered the village, feeling desolate.

The houses in the village are dense and scattered. Most of the houses near the gate of the village have fallen and collapsed. The piles of broken soil walls are covered with black moss, and the broken window edges can be seen vaguely with white paper. trace.

　　 A gust of wind blew the dust, and the little grass on the roof flew into the air.

　　 Shen Luo waved his hand, drove away the smoke and dust that floated in front of him, and followed Yingluo towards the village with one foot and one shallow.

　　 Yingluo has not said a word, and she is not easy to open her mouth when she sinks.

　　 Along the way, there are few trees and green plants on the side of the road. Most of the trees you see are dead elm and willow trees. The bark has been stripped off, leaving only the bare trunks with twisted branches standing aside.

　　 After the "lively" at the entrance of Fangcai Village, the village returned to silence again. Only the low wind and the intermittent sobbing from nowhere were left around. The atmosphere was very depressing.

　　 The two of them walked around a collapsed house and were about to move forward. Shen Luo frowned suddenly. Looking behind him, he saw a thin, small figure hurriedly hiding aside.

　　 "Chen Guanbao." Yingluo also found someone following and called out.

　　 Then, a little boy in a shabby blue shirt walked over with a somewhat restrained expression.

　　 Shen Luo had some impression of the handsome boy in front of him. He seemed to be standing beside the old woman before.

　　 "Sister Ying." The handsome boy hid his hands behind him, walked to Yingluo's side, and whispered.

　　 "Chen Guanbao, what are you doing with you?" Yingluo asked softly.

Hearing the words, the handsome boy raised his head and looked at Shen Luo. He paused slightly, as if to cheer himself up, before he said to Shen Luo, "Brother Shenxian, can you teach me to learn spells? I also want to be with Sister Ying. Fight against monsters and defend the village!"

　　 Shen Luo was a little moved when he heard the words, and looked at Chen Guanbao's face again.

　　 He found that the boy looked thin, but his eyes were firm, and the light in his eyes was something that many village adults did not have.

　　 It was just this question, and Shen Luo couldn't answer it, he didn't plan to stay here.

　　 Yingluo seemed to see Shen Shen's hesitation, raised his hand to rub the boy's head, and smiled:

　　 "My sister knows that Chen Guanbao is very brave~www.ltnovel.com~ but you are too young to learn spells. I will talk about it when Chen Guanbao grows up."

　　 "Sister Ying, I am not young anymore. When the monsters came, I was protecting Tian Niu and the others." Chen Guanbao straightened his chest and said loudly.

　　 "Well, well, Chen Guanbao has grown up. But the sister and the fairy brother have something to say, you go back first, and Ma Ma can't find you in a while. It's time to curse." Yingluo said with a smile.

　　 Chen Guanbao immediately shrank his neck when she said that, and turned around to go back.

　　 Just quickly, he turned around again, took out a crumpled wild fruit from behind, and handed it over.

　　 Shen Luo saw this, a little surprised.

　　 Because the direction that Ye Guo gave was not Yingluo, but him.

　　 "Is it for me?" Shen Luo asked.

　　 "Thank you, Brother God, for saving Sister Ying and saving us." Chen Guan nodded his head with care.

　　 Shen Luo took the wild fruit, and Chen Guanbao turned around and ran away quickly.

　　 He looked at the little figure, and he felt warm, and there was a smile on his face.

　　 Yingluo looked in his eyes, his eyebrows moved slightly, and then he took a deep look, then turned and continued to walk forward.

　　 Shen Luo stuffed the wild fruit into his arms and followed.

　　 She led Shen Luo another distance, and finally entered a bamboo house.

　　 "Who is the Taoist Fellow? Why did he suddenly appear in our Longevity Village?" As soon as he entered the house, Yingluo closed the door and suddenly asked with a solemn face.

　　 "Didn't you tell the villagers that I am a cultivator from Fangcun Mountain?" Shen Luo raised his brows slightly, a little displeased.

　　 "The Daoist is kind to me, it shouldn't be so rude, but the situation is special now, please don't hide it." Yingluo said with a complicated look in his eyes, and said apologetically.