Of those who came down the mountain, apart from Li Jing and his men, everyone else felt a clear sense of relief.
No matter how difficult the mountain roads are to traverse, or how typhoons destroy everything, the dangers within the Li villages outweigh all else.
The disasters brought by typhoons can happen in an instant.
In the Li village, the deputy chieftain and the shaman Eji were constantly scheming and could not relax for a moment.
Although one can manage, being constantly on edge will eventually lead to exhaustion.
When Wen Shishi saw Li Jing accompanying her, she assumed that Li Jing would also be going down the mountain, and she was overjoyed.
Even though Third Brother was holding her, he stretched out his little arm and instantly Li Jing was holding her.
Song Chenghou initially wanted to stop it, but was worried about Li Jinglei...
Although Wen Shishi is only four years old and not very tall, she is solid and heavy, like a weight.
Fortunately, Li Jing was in good physical condition. Although he looked tall and thin, he was steady and strong when picked up, so Song Chenghou didn't say anything more.
The group walked through the rocks and woods and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.
To ensure the safety of the temple, Song Chengjian deliberately chose to clear the road from the back of the mountain, opposite the temple.
To prevent Lin Hong and his son's men from taking advantage of the night to come down the mountain and retaliate.
Finally, the moment of parting arrived. Song Chenghou asked Song Chengxin to take Wen Shishi from Li Jing's hands.
Although Wen Shishi didn't understand, she had a gut feeling that they had to separate...
Her little hand grabbed Li Jing's collar, her face turning anxious.
Song Chengxin took the person down, and Wen Shishi cried out, "Sister Jing, Sister Jing..."
Li Jing's eyes flickered.
Looking at Wen Shishi, Li Jing comforted her, "Shishi, don't cry!"
"I'll come visit you later."
The words had barely left his mouth when he realized something was wrong.
If we fail to do so, it will create expectations in Wen Shishi, which would be even worse.
As the eldest daughter of the clan leader, she could not easily descend the mountain.
The situation on the mountain is complex, but isn't it just as complicated down below?
Going down the mountain without permission would easily be seen as a mistake by the Lin family father and son, who would then use it against them.
For example, they were accused of secretly colluding with foreign tribes...
Wen Shishi stopped crying as expected; she had no tears to begin with. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Li Jing.
Li Jing changed her mind, "When we have the chance, my brothers will take you up the mountain to find Sister Jing..."
But after saying that, Li Jing sighed softly, then realized something was wrong.
Even after helping the Li village so much, this trip down the mountain was still incredibly difficult...
If there's a next time, even if it's not a case of the lamb falling into the tiger's den, going down the mountain again will definitely not be so easy.
At this point, Li Jing fell silent.
Influenced by Wen Shishi's emotions, I felt a faint sense of regret for some reason.
"It doesn't matter......"
It was the eldest brother, Song Chenghou, who spoke.
He looked at Li Jing gently, "We'll meet again whenever we have the chance."
His voice is gentle and always soothing.
The lingering sorrow in Li Jing's heart vanished instantly.
With a smile on his face, he answered cheerfully, "You're right, we'll meet again if we have the chance!"
The other brothers of the Song family looked at each other in bewilderment.
They looked at each other, both feeling that something had happened, yet worried that they were overthinking it.
He dared not utter a single word.
Li Jing patted Wen Shishi's little face and instructed, "From now on, when you need to pee or poop, you have to call your brother in advance, okay?"
Wen Shishi blushed slightly, her fair face turning red, and nodded shyly.
Then, with a bright smile, she innocently asked Li Jing, "Sister Jing, if I stop wetting the bed, will I be able to see Sister Jing again?"
Li Jing's eyes flashed with sadness, but she instantly smiled gently, "It's okay if you wet the bed occasionally when you see Sister Jing..."
He took a wooden plaque from his clothes and handed it to Song Chenghou.
Li Jingdao said, "From now on, I will have Li Sheng deliver medicinal herbs down the mountain twice a year."
If you need to contact someone urgently, you can take this sign up the mountain...
They won't dare to make things difficult for you while you're on the mountain. Once you're up there, I will do my best to mediate.
There was one thing Li Jing didn't say, provided that she and her father were safe.
If something were to happen to her and the clan chief, the person holding this wooden plaque would never be able to reach the mountain.
Song Chenghou did not refuse, nodded gratefully to her, and put away the wooden plaque.
After a moment of silence, Song Chenghou said, "If danger occurs, just come to the temple to find us for help."
Li Jing gratefully clasped his hands in thanks, though he felt he wouldn't need the help.
Unaccustomed to farewell scenes, before the Song family had completely descended the mountain, Li Jing and his men turned away with a flourish...
They disappeared into the mountains and forests.
"Young Miss is really something..."
The fourth brother, Song Chengliang, couldn't help but speak up.
"So dashing!"
Song Chengxin, the tenth brother, received the message with a smile.
They probably realized that Li Jing was ultimately not on the same path as them...
So, when Li Jing completely disappeared, Wen Shishi finally gave up crying and quietly let Song Chengxin hold her.
The Song brothers felt a pang of sympathy when they saw this.
They could all sense how much Wen Shishi liked Li Jing.
The group walked until dark and finally returned to the temple.
The devastation along the way is evident in the fact that the second typhoon that hit the mountain brought significant damage to the shore as well.
The temple collapsed completely, and the walls that once stood there crumbled to the ground, giving rise to several high mounds.
As everyone stood before the original site of the temple, before they could even feel sorrow, they heard a hoarse cry of alarm behind them.
"Abbot..."
You're finally back!
Please, please help us! Waaaaah...
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