Chapter 30 Pacification
Suddenly, an untimely cry was heard from afar.
Lin Wen turned his head and saw a group of people coming from the mountainside. There were more than a dozen dusty men, protecting a woman who was crying and stumbling towards him.
Behind them, more people were gathering from the foot of the mountain, behind the mountain, and on the top of the mountain.
Obviously, this is another group of disaster victims.
They rushed over here, obviously having heard something.
Several leaders ran over, excitedly telling them something and pointing to the bodies at the foot of the mountain.
Their expressions changed. Suddenly, a middle-aged man ran over, carefully examined each corpse, and waved his hand loudly, saying, "It's those bastards! That's right, they're all dead!"
Several people in the group suddenly broke down and burst into tears. Some people cried and cursed, "Good death!"
"Damn it! I should have died long ago!"
Someone else shouted, "He's the immortal! That's him! I've read it in the newspaper!"
"The Empire has appointed an immortal as the county governor!"
"We are saved!"
"Xiuyu, Xiuyu! Go find an immortal to save your child!"
The woman stumbled over and cried, "Great Immortal, please save my children! The flood washed away my home, and the plague killed my husband. I only have my children left. They are all I have. If they are gone, I will only have..."
The tears streaming down her face made it impossible for her to speak.
The victims all quieted down and looked at the immortal in their eyes.
The immortal was seen looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his eyes closed. A faint golden light shone and circulated around him, as if he was communicating with heaven.
The silence lasted only a dozen seconds before a large group of people came running over from behind.
As they ran, they shouted, "The Imperial Army is coming! The Imperial Army is coming!"
"The Imperial Army is coming to kill us all!"
"He's a liar! He's a liar!"
"Don't trust him! He must have sent the Imperial Army!"
There was a sudden commotion among the crowd. Some people were skeptical, some were shaken, and some remained steadfast.
"You fart!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Are you a spy?"
While the dispute was going on, the imperial army arrived.
After all, they were well-trained soldiers, and they maintained their formation as they rushed towards this side under the leadership of Fang Dashan.
Fang Dashan shouted urgently: "Go quickly, go and protect County Chief Lin!"
Faced with disaster victims that were nearly ten times his number, although Fang Dashan was trembling from head to toe and from inside out, he did not show a single sign of it. Instead, he charged forward with greater strength and decisiveness.
If the regional governor is allowed to be taken hostage or even killed by refugees in front of the imperial army, he will be brought to a military court.
According to imperial law, in his case, the county governor has already issued a suppression order. If the chief is allowed to be killed, he will definitely be severely sentenced. If his heart is destroyed, there is a great possibility that he will be sentenced to death.
Therefore, he had to appear to be fearless. Even if he really started killing, according to imperial conventions, it was far better than losing his superiors.
He has always been very clear about the importance of things, so when he arrived in Changle Town and heard that the county governor only brought a few people to the riot area, he immediately rushed over without stopping.
Fortunately, the situation was not the worst.
Fang Dashan rushed forward, shouting, "Imperial Army! Prepare for battle! Traitors! If you dare to touch even a hair of County Governor Lin, you will be killed without mercy!"
This sentence had a huge counter-effect. There was an uproar among the victims, and they were all in chaos.
"They are in the same group!"
“We were deceived!”
"I don't believe it!"
“That’s not true!”
"Great Immortal, please say something!"
Someone else shouted, "Let's kill this bastard first! Everyone must take him with them!"
"There are tens of thousands of us! Why should we be afraid of him? Let's charge down together!"
The crowd surged like a surging mountain torrent. With a click, Fang Dashan made a first-level combat gesture. Three thousand people released their safety gear. As long as the situation was not right, he would immediately order to open fire.
At this moment, Lin Wen finally woke up from his "sleep". He opened his eyes, took a quick look, and immediately knew what had happened.
He shook off several people who wanted to catch him, and his clear voice once again resounded through the valley.
“Fellow countrymen!”
He quietly increased the light and walked down the mountain, neither fast nor slow.
"Believe me!"
Just this one sentence calmed the victims down a lot. Many of them looked at Lin Wen in the light and burst into tears.
"Fang Dashan!"
A huge sound rang out.
Fang Dashan was excited and immediately replied, "I'm here!"
Although he had tried his best, his voice was still as soft as a mosquito's compared to Lin Wen's.
"As you command!"
"Put down your weapons! Stay where you are!"
Fang Dashan was so happy that he almost burst out. He immediately shouted, "Put down your weapons! Stand by!"
He was the first to make the move, pulling the safety and throwing the gun on the ground.
With a loud bang, three thousand people put the safety of their guns on and threw them on the ground, stirring up three thousand clouds of dust that drifted away with the breeze.
And right in front of them was Lin Wen, who was shining with golden light and looked like a god descending to earth.
Lin Wen turned around and raised his right hand.
"I am Lin Wen, the mayor of Changshan County!"
"I will bring food, hot water, tents, medical care, medicine, as well as fairness, justice, and dignity."
"Anyone who insults you, anyone who tramples on you, anyone who ignores you will be killed without mercy!"
"Even gods can't save us! I'm telling you!"
It was like an 18-force gale sweeping in, blowing away all doubts and distrust. Those who didn't believe became believers, and those who were half-believing and half-doubting no longer had doubts. From belief to disbelief, from fanaticism to deep belief, nothing could shake them anymore.
Only Fang Dashan looked at the golden light on Lin Wen's body with a little doubt, and then looked at the sky covered with leaden clouds without a trace of the sun, feeling a little incredible.
Lin Wen quietly lowered the intensity of the golden light and said, "Fang Dashan, leave one team behind to collect all the weapons. There's no need to bring them out. Everyone else, follow me."
He said loudly: "Folk men! Follow me."
Even Fang Dashan rarely saw the sound of tens of thousands of people agreeing.
Lin Wen took the lead and walked to the other side of the mountain. The victims spontaneously gathered around him, and the imperial soldiers followed at the back.
Fang Dashan squeezed forward and was about to flatter him, but was stopped by Lin Wen with a look.
During the march, the victims gathered and dispersed, and many of them ran madly, eager to spread the news so that more people would know.
Dozens of copies of the Empire's newspaper were passed around by countless people, becoming covered in dust and wrinkles. The victims in the outer circle patiently told the newcomers the process and truth of all the events. Although they repeated it many times, they still enjoyed it.
The inner circle is the most fanatical. They remain unmoved and just follow Lin Wen, looking up at his figure.
The group was huge and grew in number. By the time they reached the dike of Changpai Village, the number had expanded to 70,000 to 80,000, and even more were on their way to deliver the message.
Lin Wen walked to the bottom of the embankment, randomly selected a group of people to accompany him up the embankment, and asked the others to wait at the bottom of the embankment.
No one objected. They watched Lin Wen and his "apostles" climb the embankment with pilgrim eyes.
There was no doubt about what he was going to do. The immortal said that he was looking for hope, so he was looking for hope. If he found the child, it naturally meant that hope would not be extinguished. If he did not find the child, it meant that hope was already in everyone's heart.
Only the children's mother, Xiuyu, was still in extreme tension. She no longer doubted the authenticity of the immortal and believed that he could help her find them, but she was afraid that the children were already dead and that the immortal would only find their bones.
The extreme worry made her almost unable to walk. If someone hadn't supported her, she would not have been able to walk up the embankment at all.
Once they got onto the levee, the mighty river was rolling in, and the cold wind was blowing like an ice knife, but no one felt uncomfortable. They were all excited to witness a miracle.
Lin Wen felt a little nostalgic. This was the place where he had fought hard, but it was a pity that he failed to reincarnate successfully.
But it doesn’t matter. Soon, he will be reincarnated with more good karma, get a stronger start, and defeat all immortals and gods with countless opportunities and luck.
When he saw the stele carved for him on the dike, he couldn't help but twitch his lips. The words "Great Compassion, Great Mercy, Unparalleled Benevolence and Righteousness" made him sound like a Bodhisattva. And the "Hunyuan Poguang" was so tacky that it was terrible. Lin Wen didn't want to accept such titles at all.
What he wanted was the title of being mighty and domineering, killing everyone in his path, having soaring ambitions, and sweeping the world.
never mind.
Lin Wen didn't think too much about it. After all, it was a monument in the physical world and was of no use.
He walked upstream of the dike. Upstream of the dike was a small hill called Qingfeng Mountain. While guarding the dike, Lin Wen slept in a cave here for several days.
The three children are in this cave.
This was the answer Lin Wen obtained after much difficulty. When he first asked [Xianrenzhilu] about the child's whereabouts, no matter how he asked, it was a huge expense.
This puzzled him: were these three children abducted by the gods, or had they successfully traveled through time? Why would asking them where they were still so well-connected?
And he had to look for her. Not to mention how much doubt this would bring to him, the sad mother would make his thoughts confused.
After much thought, Lin Wencai suddenly came to his senses. When he was researching spells, he came across a spell that was almost identical to [Fairy's Guidance].
Asking the Heaven
The only difference between them is that the former answers subjective questions and the latter answers objective questions.
If we look at it this way, the child's presence should be an objective fact, not an abstract thing that changes with people.
Using abstract questions to answer objective facts may be cross-platform, which leads to a surge in costs.
After trying it, I found that it was true. This problem only consumes 10% of the spiritual energy.
But since Lin Wen only had 4% of his soul left, he had no choice but to spend 13 points of good karma to use spells.
Fortunately, Lin Wen was quick-witted and solved the problem in one go.
If he had hesitated a little later, a bloody conflict might have occurred, and the consequences would have been disastrous. His bad karma might have skyrocketed in an instant, completely destroying his plan to cultivate immortality.
Or I'm not proficient in using magic.
Lin Wen thought angrily.
He must practice hard when he returns. He must memorize every word in the spell and engrave every spell effect and consumption in his mind. Otherwise, he will use the spell incorrectly when fighting the enemy in the future, which may lead to his defeat at the critical moment, or even death.
This is something that absolutely cannot be allowed to happen.
While his thoughts were running, Lin Wen had already skillfully jumped over the rocks and trees, jumped into the cave, and found the three children.
Their small bodies were huddled in a corner of the cave, their tattered clothes were covered in mud and dried water stains, and their exposed skin was covered in scratches and bruises. It was obvious that their kidnappers were not as skilled in entering and exiting as Lin Wen, so it took them quite a bit of effort.
Three children were sleeping soundly. They were only five or six years old, a brother and two sisters. They were all pale and thin, with needle marks on their thin arms, obviously they had been given anesthetic to make them unconscious.
Lin Wen's face darkened. He knew he had to give the three children a comprehensive checkup when he got back. He hoped that nothing would happen.
I'll ask the Supervisory Office to investigate thoroughly later and find out which scumbag among those spies did this. We'll give him a special treat then.
(End of this chapter)
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