They survived famine, monsters, and rivers, but in the end they could not survive the cold winter.
"Let's go." Sang Jin said calmly.
"Miss Sang, please don't chase us away. We really need you. We can borrow money for medical treatment. I'm strong enough to work," Wang Erkui pleaded. He was the leader who had asked Sang Jin if they could follow her if they could reach the capital of Munan Prefecture safely.
"Who said I was going to chase you away? I meant we should go together. You lead the way." Sang Jin pointed at the crying boy. She saw helplessness, even despair, in his eyes.
"You're coming with me. That's great! Xiaohuan and the others are saved." Mu Wang's dull eyes suddenly lit up. It turned out that Miss Sang hadn't been trying to chase them away.
Sang Jin followed Wang Erkui and the others out of the city. After they had walked a few steps, a little girl ran towards them.
"Brother Erkui, Little Potato is dying... wuwu... wuwu..." A little girl with a red face cried incessantly. Sang Jin knew her name; it was Wang Rucui. She seemed to be Wang Erkui's younger sister.
"Don't cry, little sister. We have found Miss Sang. Let's go back first." Wang Erkui comforted the little sister.
When she heard that Miss Sang had been found, she thought, "Miss Sang is so powerful, she must be able to save everyone." The little girl slowly stopped sobbing and took the initiative to walk in front to lead the way.
Sang Jin and the others followed. Soon, they spotted a group of tattered and dirty people under a tree. They knew how to find their spot; this place wasn't far from the teleportation array in Shengdan Village; the average person could walk there in just two cups of tea.
Sang Jin pulled out a medical kit from the space. Then she began to check on the sick. Four people were already dead. Sang Jin pointed at Wang Erkui and shook her head. She looked at the others one by one. Three of them had high fevers, and five were coughing badly.
There are medicinal herbs in her space, but the current dirty and messy environment is not conducive to treating diseases.
"Hey, Miss Sang. That, that handsome young man, he has died of illness. Give me that body." Old Li's voice suddenly sounded in Sang Jin's soul sea.
"Well, you're quite good at picking." Sang Jin looked closely at the young man that Li Lao was talking about. To be more precise, the 'corpse'.
This corpse looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old, about the same age as Su Ming. If it had been cleaned and tidied, it would have been a handsome young man. What a pity, such a short life.
"What's his name? He might still be saved. The other two are already dead, and there's nothing I can do." Sang Jin approached the body of the young man chosen by Mr. Li.
"His name is Wang Er, he is sixteen years old and a poor child. We picked him up on the street. It's not Miss Sang's fault if he can't be saved. Thank you for coming." Wang Erkui also knew that the dead cannot be resurrected.
Sang Jin's voice was neither loud nor soft, but everyone in the refugee group could hear it. They agreed with Wang Erkui. Whether the refugees survived or not, Miss Sang shouldn't be blamed.
They were the ones who needed help, not Miss Sang who owed them anything.
"Well, I want to treat Wang Er first. He is the most seriously ill. Apart from them, these eight sick people can still be treated. But it is not convenient to treat them here. Are you willing to follow me?" Sang Jin decided their fate with just a few words.
"We are willing to follow Miss Sang." The voices of more than forty people were like thunder. They all shouted with all their might.
Sang Jin planned to bring them all back to the village. They could live a normal life like the other villagers in Shengdan Village. After all, there was still so much uncultivated land in the village, so there was no shortage of places.
These people are truly adorable. She'd just casually said that in the Stone Forest back then, thinking it was a test. She hadn't expected them to take it seriously.
"There is one more thing I have always been curious about. The person with the highest cultivation among you is Wang Erkui, and he is only at the third level of Qi Refining. How did you cross the Forbidden Water Lake?" Sang Jin thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
"Miss Sang, we traveled very quickly. We took a detour from the Forbidden Water Lake to Munan City. There was a large group ahead of us. We followed the same path they took and arrived here safely."
"Then how do you know I'm definitely in Munan City? Munan Mansion is so big. What if I'm not in this city?" So that's how it is. So they were only a few days later than the people in those villages.
"At that time, I took the initiative to ask about your whereabouts. It was a girl named Mu Xing who told us." The little girl with painted face replied.
"You are so smart. Guest Su Ming, your job is here. Here are the spirit stones. Take them back to Shengdan Village in batches. I want to treat this young man here first. Otherwise, he will not survive tonight." Sang Jin turned around and gave Su Ming thirty-five spirit stones.
"The rest..."
"The rest is yours." Sang Jin waved her hand.
"Okay, Miss Sang. I'll complete the mission." Su Ming calculated that he should still have eight spirit stones left. A profit, a profit. This would be his spirit stone allocation for two and a half months.
Su Ming and Su Tian took the refugees away, leaving only Sang Jin and Wang Er here.
Sang Jin used his hands to violently pry open Wang Er's mouth, fed him a Soul-Bonding Pill, and then a Soul-Restoring Pill.
"I say, girl. I, an old man, have never offended you. Can you be gentler when you pour the water in? Your clothes are all wet." Old Li watched Sang Jin feed two pills to the body, and then he rudely poured a bowl of water from the secret realm for him to drink.
"My Master..."
"Okay, okay, as long as you're happy. It's all my fault for being so possessed that I shouldn't have followed the crowd and surrounded your master. But I really didn't hurt him. He was the one who beat me."
Li Jinglei was helpless. He was a powerful Mahayana cultivator. Who could have known that he had died in such a miserable state, spent thousands of years in a lonely tomb, and now had to act according to the wishes of this six-year-old kid?
"Relax and don't reject me. I will let your soul merge with this body now." Sang Jin said seriously.
While Elder Li was chattering away, she had already set up a formation around them, isolating them from the outside world and summoning Bai Ling, the Water Qilin, to protect them.
"Oh. Okay." Li Jinglei cooperated with Sang Jin, only to feel his vision go dark. It felt like something was sucking him in. He struggled forward. He couldn't let that thing suck him away.
"Mr. Li, relax and don't resist. Otherwise you won't be able to integrate into this body." Sang Jin frowned. Why was this old man Li so disobedient?
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