Big dreamer

The wounds on the girl's body have been simply bandaged, and her face looks very pale, but her eyes are still bright, which is completely different from other people around her.

"Although fellow Taoist help us fight off these beasts, there is no guarantee that new monsters will not attack again. Brother Qingniu, lead everyone to repair the village gate and... collect the corpses outside. Sister-in-law Yu , you and Aunt Luo will use the meat of those giant birds to make meals for everyone. We haven’t eaten meat for a long time, so we will pickle the rest." The girl turned around and said.

"Okay." The swarthy man who asked the question before responded neatly.

"Ying Luo, don't worry, leave it to us." Two women in their thirties and forties wiped their faces and said quickly.

Shen Luo saw that this woman was obviously seriously injured, but the smile on her face did not diminish. It was obviously not a forced smile, but a sincere smile from the heart. It looked quite bright and touching, which was disappointing. Then I felt refreshed.

Under her influence, the villagers stopped crying quickly and dispersed one after another to help clean up the messy village.

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me." Ying Luo turned around and said crisply to Shen Luo.

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

"You are really a god on Fangcun Mountain. Why did you come now? Why did you wait until my husband and son were dead before you came?" When they came to the front, a haggard-looking middle-aged woman leaning against the door suddenly said, asked in a questioning tone.

As soon as Shen Luo stopped walking, he subconsciously wanted to speak out to clarify, but saw Ying Luo wink secretly at him and swallowed the words on his lips.

"Of course fellow Taoist came from Fangcun, otherwise how could he save us from fire and water in such a critical moment?" Ying Luo looked at the middle-aged woman and said.

"He is really the god of Fangcun Mountain..." When everyone heard this, someone immediately shouted.

"That's great, he is really the god on Fangcun Mountain..."

"There's hope now!"

Others also became happy.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart. Was he a monk from Fangcun Mountain? What difference did it make to these people?

At this time, he suddenly noticed a cold gaze, and quickly looked inside the village gate, and saw the white-haired old woman who had risked her life to protect the children standing inside, staring at him indifferently. Look, there doesn't seem to be any joy like the others.

Beside him were a dozen eight or nine-year-old children, all of whom timidly poked their heads and looked at Shen Luo.

The old woman's eyes were sunken and her eyes were dark, which made Shenluo feel uncomfortable all over.

Ying Ruo also noticed Shen Luo's gaze, and also looked towards the village gate. Then Shen Luo saw the old woman's eyes lingering on Ying Luo for a moment, as if they exchanged some glances, and then left without saying a word. The children left.

Shen Luo then followed Ying Luo through the village gate and entered the village, suddenly feeling desolate.

The houses in the village are dense and scattered. Most of the houses near the village gate are dilapidated and collapsed. The broken earth walls piled together are covered with black moss. White paper covering the windows can be vaguely seen on the broken window edges. trace.

A gust of wind blew by, kicking up dust all over the ground, and the few fluffy grasses left on the roof flew up into the air.

Shen Luo waved his hand to drive away the smoke and dust floating in front of him, and followed Ying Luo towards the village.

Ying Luo remained silent, and Shen Luo couldn't speak. He glanced around and looked at the whole village.

Along the way, there were few trees and green plants on the roadside. Most of the trees we saw were dead elm and willow trees. The bark had been peeled off, leaving only the bare trunks with twisted branches standing aside.

After the "bustling" at the entrance of the village just now, the village fell into silence again, with only the low sound of wind and intermittent sobs floating from nowhere around. The atmosphere was very depressing.

The two of them walked around a collapsed house and were about to continue walking forward when Shen Luo suddenly frowned. Looking behind him, he saw a thin, short figure hiding aside in a hurry.

"Chen Guanbao." Yingluo also noticed someone was following him and called out.

Then, a little boy wearing a shabby green cloth shirt walked over with a somewhat reserved expression.

Shen Luo was somewhat impressed by the handsome boy in front of him. He seemed to be standing next to the old woman before.

"Sister Ying." The handsome boy hid his hands behind his back, walked up to Ying Luo, and called out in a low voice.

"Chen Guanbao, why are you following me?" Yingluo asked softly.

Hearing this, the handsome boy raised his head and looked at Shen Luo. He paused slightly, as if to cheer himself up, and then said to Shen Luo: "Brother Immortal, can you teach me to learn spells? I also want to talk to Sister Ying." Fight monsters and protect the village!"

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

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

It's just that Shen Luo couldn't answer this question. He had no intention of staying here.

Ying Luo seemed to notice Shen Luo's hesitation, raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head, smiling:

"Sister knows that Chen Guanbao is very brave, but you are too young to learn spells now. You can wait until Chen Guanbao grows up."

"Sister Ying, I'm not young anymore. When the monsters came earlier, I still protected Tian Niu and the others." Chen Guanbao puffed up his chest and said loudly.

"Okay, okay, Chen Guanbao has grown up. But my sister and the fairy brother still have something to say. You go back first. Granny Ma won't find you in a while, so it's time to curse." Yingluo said with a smile.

When Chen Guanbao heard what she said, he immediately shrank his neck and turned around to go back.

But soon, he turned around again, took out a wrinkled wild fruit from behind, and handed it over.

Shen Luo was a little surprised when he saw this.

Because the direction the wild fruit was handed to was not Yingluo, but him.

"Is it for me?" Shen Luo asked.

"Thank you, Brother Immortal, for saving Sister Ying and saving us." Chen Guanbao nodded heavily.

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

Looking at the little figure, he felt a warmth in his heart and a smile on his face.

Ying Luo saw this and moved her eyebrows slightly, then glanced at Shen Luo, turned around and continued walking forward.

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

She led Shenluo to walk some distance and finally entered a bamboo house.

"Who is fellow Taoist? Why did you suddenly appear in our longevity village?" As soon as he entered the house, Yingluo closed the door and suddenly asked Shenluo with a solemn expression.

"Didn't you tell the villagers that I am an immortal cultivator from Fangcun Mountain?" Shen Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and said with some displeasure.

"Fellow Taoist is kind to me. I shouldn't be so rude. It's just that the current situation is special. Please don't hide it." A complicated look flashed in Yingluo's eyes, and he said apologetically.