Depressed Fairy

"The land around Lushou Mountain is really desolate."

Walking on the spacious road, Chen Yuan looked at the scenery along the way and felt emotional for a moment.

Two days have passed since he left the forest.

During this period, Chen Yuan did not rush on the road blindly. Sometimes he cultivated his body, regulated his breath and blood, sometimes he stopped to explore and understand the world, and he could be regarded as seeing the scenery of this world.

From what he has seen so far, this world is not much different from the Dongxu Realm. There are many dense forests and dangerous lands, and the level of development is low. During this period, he has only seen two dilapidated villages. The residents in them have been emptied of their buildings, and the cultivated land has long been deserted. , only an outline remains, overgrown with weeds.

"It's also understandable. After more than thirty years of the Lushou Mountain God's perverse actions, the surrounding believers and mortals have long been squeezed out. They either died or had to migrate."

While he was thinking, he saw a slowly rising smoke in the distance.

"Finally, there are traces of living people."

Refreshed, Chen Yuan quickened his pace, but soon slowed down again.

Da da da--

The rapid and chaotic sound of horse hooves came from the front.

Before anyone arrived, the pungent smell of blood had already drifted over.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen variegated horses galloped over, and the people sitting on them howled wantonly and waved weapons. On the side of the horse, there was a hemp rope net bag hanging, and there were several human heads dripping with blood inside!

Chen Yuan looked intently and saw that the riders had disheveled hair and colorful costumes that were very different from those in the Central Plains. The language in their mouths contained rhymes. Although Chen Yuan could not understand it, he could see the joy of returning from the killing from the beaming faces of the people. !

Suddenly, a rider noticed Chen Yuan on the roadside.

"Ning Ren?" He asked in a strange Chinese accent, and then grinned happily, "We have another prey!"

The other riders immediately cheered and roared in the same Chinese dialect with strange accents.

"Hunting! Hunting!"

"kill!"

They turned their horses and ran around Chen Yuan.

The leading men brandished their swords, with murderous intent on their faces, and slashed at Chen Yuan!

"When we leave the mountains and forests, the first people we meet are of this virtue. This is not a good sign!" Chen Yuan shook his head, swayed, and reached a horse, sweeping his feet!

Boom!

The tall horse was swept to the ground by him. The man on the horse screamed and rolled down with confusion on his face. Then his head was grabbed by a hand and smashed down!

Snapped!

It's like a melon exploding, with splashes of red and white!

Wow!

Only then did the other riders react, and there was a burst of noise. Some were surprised and confused, but some were furious and took action directly!

Chen Yuan opened his arms, jumped up, and flew through the air like a big bird. His hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, and they touched the eyebrows of the horseman one after another.

Thump, thump, thump.

Xilulu!

Seeing the effort of breathing, half of the people fell down from their horses. The rest of the people were frightened and finally became afraid. Then they galloped on their horses and dispersed in a rush. They actually ran away.

Chen Yuan did not waste any energy in chasing.

"Now that I have the idea of ​​Shinto, I have to take the time to practice the Sword of Misfortune. With the flying sword by my side, I can do many things easily."

Looking away, he picked up the living creature that had fallen at his feet and asked, "Which family's soldiers are you from?" From the well-founded performance of the group's advance and retreat, Chen Yuan saw the method of joint attack and guessed that these people were from the military.

"You, you, you..." The man's lips trembled with fear, but he struggled, "If you kill us, the Master will not let you go! You will be worse than dead, howling every day..."

Click.

Chen Yuan directly pinched his neck.

"Even if you don't say it, I can guess that from the tone of voice and the clothes, he is the so-called desolate man." Chen Yuan frowned as he looked at a few loose net bags and the fallen heads. , "The northwest of Daning is probably not peaceful."

He found a shadowed area on the side of the road, stepped on it, and a deep pit appeared. Then he raised his hand and buried a few net bags in the pit.

"You kill people and cut off their heads, and you bring them back specially to kill good people and take credit for them, or is there another purpose?" Just as he was thinking, Chen Yuan noticed a small sound, his ears moved slightly, and he caught a burst of footsteps.

"Is someone coming again?"

The footsteps suddenly stopped when they were more than thirty steps away from him.

Soon, a dozen men dressed as soldiers and looking embarrassed came out of the grass.

The leader of the man had a cloth band wrapped around his forehead and blood stains on his body. His eyes were bloodshot and there was a scar under his eyes. He was unshaven. He glanced at the corpse of the deserted man lying on the ground, then clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "I've seen strong men. Thank you for taking action to intercept these beasts!"

Chen Yuan asked back: "Which army are you from?"

He really didn't expect that the first two groups of people he met after leaving Baili Mountains and Rivers were actually soldiers.

The scarred man glanced at the dead men with hatred, and then said: "These people are the vanguard of the desolate people! They burned, killed and looted the villages and towns in front of them, and their crimes were heinous! We were entrusted by the villagers to come and take revenge!" But it was He never mentioned his belongings.

This is normal. How can a stranger tell the truth when asked casually? but……

Chen Yuan looked at the people behind the scarred man. They were all mentally exhausted, looking embarrassed and dusty. There were also many people who were hung up and injured. They looked like this. They were going to chase a few horses and swords. They were mentally exhausted. A high-spirited guy?

Brother, you are not telling the truth!

Fortunately, he didn't intend to delve into it. No matter what it was, it had nothing to do with him anyway.

The scarred man suddenly said at this time: "In fact, there are still several waves of barbarians roaming around, all of them are as cruel as beasts, and they may be harmful to the surrounding people. I dare to ask if the warrior can..."

"No." Shaking his head, Chen Yuan directly refused: "This time it was a coincidence. They provoked me first, so I was killed. Other than that, it has nothing to do with me. You can do your own things." After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for the other party to respond!

"Brave man! Brave man!"

Chen Yuan was so fast that when the scarred man reacted, he couldn't catch up. He could only look at the back of the figure moving away and shook his head regretfully.

He saw that those barbarians were killed in one move. The martial arts of the people who attacked were so high that he had never seen them in his life. If he could win them over and get their help, he could save a lot of trouble...

Thinking of this, the scarred man looked over again with some reluctance, and his eyes swept across the token on the waist of the back.

The token was simple and red sandalwood.

"General's order?!"

Suddenly, he suddenly realized!

"Yes, in this wilderness, on the edge of the battlefield between two countries, how could such a young master suddenly appear for no reason! This must be the young general who came from the capital!"

When he thought of this, he didn't care about anything else. Seeing the black smoke rising from the direction where Chen Yuan left, he immediately understood.

"Let's go! Let's catch up!"

"Ouch..."

"Mom, it hurts!"

"My son!"

When Chen Yuan followed the smoke to the village, he saw collapsed houses, scorched fields, blood-stained soil, and heard wailing, crying and screaming.

The village was not too big, but it was in a mess.

More than 20 bodies were placed in the open space in the middle, including men, women, old people, and half-grown children, all covered with straw.

The wounded with missing arms and legs were leaning against the side of the house, lying in the shadows, or curled up in the corner, wailing.

Farther away, there were old people and children crying.

The clouds were bleak.

Chen Yuan's nose moved slightly, and he smelled a strange smell, and the Shinto flower on his left arm shook slightly.

"There are signs of the left-handed blood refining method..."

"This young Taoist priest..."

The old man with white hair and beard, hunched over, and leaning on a cane, limped over. He stopped from a distance and said with a wary face: "I am the elder of this village. What are you doing here? You can see that we have suffered from war and there is nothing for you to beg for alms."

Chen Yuan asked: "Who is killing here?"

The old man was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then said with hatred: "It's some wild riders."

"It turned out to be those people just now. They were too lenient and shouldn't have let them go. Well, I can't control the world's affairs, but since I have encountered them, I can't pretend not to see them."

Thinking about it, Chen Yuan took out the medicine bottle from his arms, poured out two pills, handed them to the old man, and said: "Get a basin of water, dissolve these pills, and give them to the injured and sick to drink."

"Huh?" The old man was stunned, but he didn't dare to take it rashly.

"Can this pill save lives?" There was a young man with tears on his face. He was kneeling beside his seriously injured mother and crying. He had good hearing. Seeing the elder hesitate, he stood up and asked.

Chen Yuan said to him: "I can't say it can bring the dead back to life, but as long as he is not dead, it should have some medicinal effect."

His corpse-reincarnation body has its own mysteries. It can sense hostility and distinguish good from bad. Although it was just a smell, it can still distinguish the efficacy of the medicine.

"Okay!"

The young man wiped his tears and thought it was a last resort. He didn't care about so much. He took the pill directly. He smelled a fragrance and was immediately refreshed. He had more confidence and ran to dissolve it in a hurry.

"Alas!" Seeing this, the old man could only sigh, and then smiled bitterly at Chen Yuan: "Master, don't blame me. Think carefully, what else can we do that is worth others' planning? I am too worried."

"There is nothing wrong with what you did, old man," Chen Yuan shook his head, and suddenly changed the subject, "When those people committed the crime just now, were there any strange things?"

"Strange things?"

"Yes, for example, whether they were holding any strange objects?"

"This..." The old man looked embarrassed, and finally shook his head dejectedly, "It's really too horrifying. I am a little breathless just thinking about it."

"I remember!" The young man had already dissolved the elixir and was feeding it to my mother. Hearing this, he said: "The leader of the group of beasts originally held a fist-sized bead, and finally the bead flashed and disappeared."

"Bead..."

Chen Yuan nodded, and became more and more certain that the tragedy in the village was caused by the monks.

"That group of people are the vanguard of the barbarians. Could they be working for the military offerings?"

After a cup of tea,

"Get up! Get up!"

"The wound has healed!"

"Mom! You scared me to death!"

The elixir was dissolved by water, and its efficacy was greatly reduced, but the mortal bodies of the people could not bear the pure power of the medicine, and they needed time to digest the effect of the medicine. When the time came, they all got better, and some were even pulled back from the gates of hell.

After a while, the crying and making noise in the village became much less. After the young man settled his mother, he hurried to Chen Yuan and knelt down, calling him "benefactor". With his lead, everyone followed suit and knelt down.

"Half of the people were going to die in this man-made disaster, but now they are all well and saved!" The elder cried with joy, and said tremblingly: "Thank you for saving me, Taoist priest! But the village is poor, and there is really nothing to repay. Please wait a little while, let us collect some..."

"No need." Chen Yuan shook his head and said, "You are in trouble, but I have medicine, that's all."

The young man was so close that when he heard these words, he became even more excited and kowtowed to the ground.

"What a fairy!"

When he saw that Chen Yuan was dressed as a Taoist, he said that he was an immortal. Others imitated him and also called him immortal. When he knelt down, he naturally thought of the clay sculptures in the temple.

Gradually, wisps of incense and wish power rose from everyone's bodies and converged into the Shinto flower on Chen Yuan's left arm.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it.

"This is an unexpected surprise. The Shinto talisman and seal script without its foundation was originally a tree without roots and water without a source. It cannot be replenished, but now there is a turning point. In terms of rewards, this kind of pure intention has made a difference. To me, it is more precious than yellow and white money.”

Thinking that doing nothing would give him exactly what he needed, and he suddenly gained some insight into the mystery of the great road.

"This is……"

When Scar Man and his team arrived, what they saw was a scene where the whole village was kneeling down to worship the young Taoist!

The formation suppressed them all for a while, and it took them a while to calm down and find someone to ask the reason.

When they learned that Chen Yuan had casually given the elixir and cured most of the injuries, the scarred man and others were surprised, but their eyes were filled with eagerness again!

When it comes to being seriously injured and dying, which one is more common than these big-headed soldiers with their blades licking blood? According to the description of the villagers, this young Taoist man is like holding another life in his hands!

Thinking of this person's true identity, the scarred man dared to delay. He led a group of brothers and walked quickly to Chen Yuan. He knelt down on one knee, raised his fists above his head, and saluted!

"The Dingxi army is all excited, and all the brothers have seen General Zhenwu!"

What?

When Chen Yuan saw the scarred man coming over, he was about to speak, but was startled when he heard the man address him.

What is this for?

Come to think of it, the three-year period has come, and the yellow robe is thrown on the kang, dragging me into the water?

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