"Smack!"
A loud crack of the whip rang in everyone's ears, and everyone looked at the incongruous scene before them with mixed feelings.
All of this seems... to be real.
Someone actually took care of the guards and handed the weapons over to their men, letting them choose whether or not to fight back.
The whip continued to lash the guard. The man on the ground reacted, and after the pain jolted him awake, he struggled to get up but couldn't. He could only mutter something unintelligible.
Everyone present had been insulted by this guard and was terrified of him, but now, the roles were reversed, and the guard was the one being slaughtered.
Suddenly, in the brief moment the whip was pulled back, someone stepped forward and kicked the guard hard, shouting, "You damned beast! You served your right for whipping people so easily! You got what you deserved! Bah!"
Seeing that someone had taken the lead, the others followed suit and began punching and kicking the guard.
Shen Xingmian watched quietly from the side, shook her head and said, "Sigh, we're always hungry and have to do so much work. We're so tired that we don't even have the strength to kick people."
Shen Yunting nodded in agreement: "That's right, ten kicks are no match for one of mine."
Luo Qi'an: "..."
The way his wife and daughter think is remarkably similar.
Seeing that everyone had started kicking, the man with the whip stopped pursuing revenge. Instead, he knelt down in front of Luo Qi'an, holding the whip in both hands, and respectfully presented it to him, while saying a string of words of thanks.
Luo Qi'an had been paying close attention to his wife and daughter's subtle movements and hadn't been paying much attention to this side. Startled by this person, he immediately bent down and helped the person up.
"Alright, go check on your child. Come with us and leave here in a bit."
Upon hearing this, the man could no longer contain his anxiety. He nodded his thanks and quickly ran to his son's side.
Shen Xingmian felt that this person was very sensible and knew how to get along with things, so she slowly stepped forward, holding up a small nightlight to check on the boy's condition.
Despite the freezing weather, they were dressed in tattered clothes that clearly weren't keeping them warm, but you couldn't see any injuries on their bodies.
Too lazy to hide it, she simply reached out and touched the boy's wrist, transferring her healing power into his body.
After sensing the supernatural power, she knew that the person was not seriously ill. He was just underfed, overworked, beaten, and frightened, which caused him to fall into a coma.
Having superpowers alone is not enough; what he needs is a hot meal.
Not just him, everyone here desperately needs a good meal.
At this point, Shen Xingmian no longer thought about not alerting the "snake." If he did, he would just kill it; it wasn't like he lacked the strength.
These small fry are easy for her and her parents to deal with. They can kill or torture them as they please.
I've come to terms with it.
She's past the stage of stealthy development; now it's time to begin the hunt and wreak havoc.
After figuring it out, it felt like the dark clouds that had been hanging over my head had completely dissipated, and I felt much more relaxed.
She used to have many concerns, but at this moment, those concerns finally vanished like fleeting clouds.
She seems to have become the "goddess" her grandfather spoke of.
Shen Xingmian took out a bowl containing ordinary supernatural water, but it was hot, emitting a strange heat in the cold mine.
She handed the bowl to the father and said gently, "Feed him this, and he'll wake up soon."
When the father took it, he was so shocked that he almost threw the bowl away, but he held back for his son's sake.
His gaze involuntarily fell on Shen Xingmian's face. He initially wondered if this was some kind of sorcery, but after seeing the girl's face clearly, he felt much more at ease, thinking that this was probably a magical technique.
He held his son's head and put the bowl to his mouth, thinking it would be difficult to feed him, but as soon as the water went in, his son started swallowing on his own.
In no time, the whole bowl of water was drunk.
The father was greatly amazed, which further confirmed his thoughts: if this wasn't magic, what else could it be?
In this freezing weather, someone actually managed to conjure up a bowl out of thin air, filled with hot water!
Who would believe that if I told them?
He looked back at the group of people behind him and saw that they were all dumbfounded. He suddenly felt a sense of pride.
See? He's quick-witted and has a strong ability to learn.
It wasn't just receiving a whip and a bowl of water; it was receiving a divine blessing!
Not only are he and his son alive now, but if they can gain the favor of the immortals, it's not impossible for them to have a better life in the future!
Thinking of his wife at home, his joy vanished immediately. He knew how worried she must be after being taken away for so many days.
I don't know what's wrong with my body, and I'm worried about the baby in my belly...
The baby was still very young, and there's nothing we can do if it's lost. We just hope his wife's health isn't ruined and that she doesn't get too stressed or anxious about the baby and cause herself any health problems.
The middle-aged man had been forced to do hard labor for so long and had been beaten so many times, but he hadn't shed a single tear. However, when he thought of his wife at home, whose situation was unknown, he couldn't help but shed tears.
Shen Xingmian thought he was worried about the child, and couldn't bear it, so she comforted him, "He'll be fine, don't worry, he'll wake up soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man knelt down before Shen Xingmian, kowtowing and thanking her repeatedly, his head hitting the ground with a loud thud.
Luo Qi'an quickly went over and pulled her up. He knew that Mianmian disliked people kneeling down and kowtowing at the drop of a hat.
Every time Shen Xingmian sees this kind of scene, she feels so embarrassed that her scalp tingles. She tries to understand them, but because she grew up under the red flag, even if she understands, it is still hard for her to accept.
She had also heard that in their time, some large families still maintained the custom of younger generations kowtowing to their elders to wish them a Happy New Year.
But since she had no one to worship, her grandmother simply ignored her and skipped this step.
Now, everyone here expresses their gratitude in the same way: they kneel down with a "thud" and kowtow with a "bang".
She really couldn't adapt.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. It sounds easy, but sometimes it's really hard to do.
Shen Xingmian quickly pulled herself out of this somewhat awkward state, because there were still many things she needed to deal with.
They could disregard the lives of the guards, but they couldn't treat everyone the same and ignore them completely.
After all, not everyone is like the person who was whipped, wantonly using others as a tool to vent their emotions.
There are always normal people out there, right?
She would feel uneasy if she accidentally killed ordinary workers as well.
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