Chapter 93 Dawn? (2)
In the silence, the villagers looked at each other in disbelief. The old village chief was the first to react, his voice rising with excitement: "You, you're saying you were sent by the Lihuo Sect. Does that mean they're finally willing to quell the rebellion for us?" The old village chief hurriedly stepped out of his rattan chair, his cane tightly gripped, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Luo Xuanyi hesitated for a moment: "It's not convenient to talk here, but I can promise that I will definitely rescue you."
Her eyes sparkled, and she looked so sincere. The villagers immediately cheered. The old village chief wiped his tears and said, "Please come over here and talk to me in my room."
"But there's one more thing." Luo Xuanyi gently nudged Dong Qi, who had been silent the entire time. "When I arrived, I saw a demonic beast causing trouble. Although it's been eliminated, the warriors were all killed. I heard from Dong Qi that they were all warriors who went out for the village. I thought maybe you could go collect the bodies and bury them."
Tears welled up in Dong Qi's eyes. He glanced at Luo Xuanyi with gratitude and silently stood up straight. The villagers burst into tears, and many young men and women gathered around Dong Qi. Luo Xuanyi nodded again in affirmation, stepped down from the altar, and prepared to leave with the village chief.
"Dong Zhu, you come too." The old village chief didn't rush to leave, but waved to Dong Zhu first. Afraid that Luo Xuanyi would be dissatisfied, he explained, "This child is smart and will take over my job in the future. I'm afraid I don't have many years left to live, so I want her to learn some things. Is that possible?"
Luo Xuanyi readily agreed, and not only that, she also said, "Are you and Dong Qi a family? You really are a family, one brave, the other smart."
Dong Zhu rubbed his braids embarrassedly, then followed the two men obediently towards the largest mud house in the village.
Looking at the back of his sister who was leaving with the cultivator, and then looking at his brother who was surrounded by the crowd and walking onto the Rainbow Bridge, Dong Xian lowered his eyelids slightly, then suddenly raised his head as if thinking of something, and looked around at the crowd that remained, as if looking for something.
Dong Zhu struggled to conceal her excitement beneath a sorrowful expression. She heard about the casualties, but strangely, she didn't feel anything at all, her expression automatically mimicking everyone else's. They were all warriors who died for the village, worthy of admiration, so why should they be sad? She thought almost coldly, taking a few steps past Luo Xuanyi and the old village chief, and opening the door to invite them in.
The old village chief trembled and tried to sit down at the bottom, but Luo Xuanyi refused. Dong Zhu watched as they pushed each other around until Luo Xuanyi practically pushed the old village chief into the top seat. He felt a momentary sense of disharmony, but couldn't say anything. He could only stand beside the village chief's chair and listen to them.
After walking slowly for a while, the old village chief's mentality was obviously much more stable. There was no custom of drinking tea in Guning Village, so there were only three cold frost fruits on the table. The thin frost on them gave off a bright glow in the dim room.
"Your expression just now seemed to be hiding something. Is there something wrong with this matter?"
Luo Xuanyi sat upright in her chair. Though her sleeves were torn, she still exuded the elegance of a respectable and prestigious family. She nodded, "Although I am a member of the Lihuo Sect, I wasn't sent here by the sect. The Lihuo Sect and several other major sects have already identified that rebellious clan as a traitor. All those who dissent have been purged. Restoring the nation will be difficult, I'm afraid."
"I was just a minor cultivator at the time. Although I felt dissatisfied, I could only suppress my anger. I secretly searched for you with other fellow Taoists who wanted to preserve the dragon vein. However, this dense forest was too strange, and even we couldn't easily enter or exit. After searching for several times without success, I was about to give up when I heard screams and finally encountered you."
"Village Chief, don't worry. Although we are still clearing out the survivors, I and several other fellow Taoists will do our best to help you."
"Hundreds of years have passed, and they still won't let us go?" The old village chief looked a little ugly, and Luo Xuanyi nodded heavily.
"A few years ago, an uprising suddenly broke out under the banner of the eighth-generation grandson of King Liu, so now the situation is getting urgent again. Anyone suspected of being a remnant of the royal family will be beheaded immediately. The immortal sects will not intervene."
"Luckily, this place has long been considered a haunted place by outsiders. Otherwise, you would have been killed by them before we could rescue you. We would have been too embarrassed to see King Heng."
"Are you from Prince Heng's faction?" the old village chief suddenly realized. "Back then, those immortal sects helped usurp the throne. Only His Royal Highness Prince Heng gathered a few fellow immortals to fight back, which bought time for His Royal Highness Prince Liu to build an army. Even so, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Alas. Compared to such a large immortal sect, what can a few people accomplish?"
Seeing the old village chief in a state of anxiety, Luo Xuanyi realized something and quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, village chief. We have been preparing for this for a hundred years, and there will be no mistakes."
To gain the old village chief's trust, she even promised, "If you don't believe me, I can take someone out to have a look and come back later! But it will consume more mana, and it will take another day to draw the formation for the departure, because the spiritual energy here is so thin."
The old village chief gave a bitter smile, obviously forcing himself to cheer up: "First, tell me how we are going to get out."
Luo Xuanyi moved sideways and lifted her long hair, allowing the two of them to clearly see the stone slab on her back. Dong Zhu saw the partially exposed carvings, which were exquisite and simple. "This is an ancient magical tool that can transform spiritual energy. Therefore, even if the spiritual energy here is weak, it can be activated. Then, using the transformed spiritual energy, I can set up a teleportation formation to rescue you."
"However, for the sake of the formation's stability, it can only be opened once a day, and only one person can be teleported away at a time. I will set up the spirit gathering formation today, and teleportation will begin in three days. There will be other fellow Taoists outside to guide everyone away, so there is no need to worry."
Dong Zhu could no longer hold back after hearing this, and she took the initiative to ask, "Village Chief, Fellow Daoist Yi, can I go out and take a look?"
The old village chief waved his hand wearily, forcing a smile at Luo Xuanyi. "Take her to see it first. The child has been looking forward to this for forty years. As for the formation, there's no rush, no rush."
Luo Xuanyi seemed not to notice the change in the old village chief's attitude. She stood up and took Dong Zhu out of the mud house. As soon as she left, Dong Zhu saw Ling Yong standing in a daze beside the house with a group of people behind him. She frowned.
Ling Yong saw her eyes light up, not feeling the slightest bit disdained. He took two or three steps to Luo Xuanyi, secretly glancing at Dong Zhu's face as he respectfully said to her, "Fellow Daoist Yi, we are unable to repay your kindness, so we have prepared some small gifts for you to accept."
Dong Zhu unconsciously touched his braid. Luo Xuanyi paused for a moment, then said cheerfully, "I'm just doing what I should do. Why should I ask for any reward? It really makes me exhausted."
As expected, he was a disciple of the righteous sect. A group of villagers, not yet adults, erupted in admiration. Ling Yong's attitude became even more respectful, but he still persisted.
"No, no, no, it's really just a small token of my appreciation, not something special. Please come this way. By the way, are you done talking with the village chief?"
Apparently, she couldn't persuade Ling Yong, and Luo Xuanyi's voice was filled with resignation. "Well, I'm going to take Dong Zhu outside to take a look, so you can rest assured. When we get back, I'll start setting up the formation. But you must be careful, this formation is very fragile and can be destroyed if you're not careful."
"Of course, we won't hold you back!" "That's right, we finally get to leave." The crowd chattered as they pushed Luo Xuanyi and Dong Zhu to a small hut near the altar. The door was wide open, revealing a giant machine whirring inside and several elderly-looking women. A young man standing with his back to the door turned at the sound, revealing a pile of clothes in his hands.
Second brother? Dong Zhu was a bit surprised. In her impression, Dong Xian never organized any grand ceremonies. In their generation, Dong Qi, Ling Yong, and Dong Zhu were the leaders. Sure enough, before Dong Xian could say anything, Ling Yong stepped forward and snatched the clothes into his hands.
"Because your clothes were damaged during the fight, we wanted to give you this set. It's just a set of robes left by a monk hundreds of years ago. We can't practice wearing them, so they're piled up in the warehouse. You can use them."
Luo Xuanyi took it, but instead of looking at Ling Yong, who was beaming with joy, she looked towards Dong Xian, who was huddled in the shadow of the door frame outside the crowd. "Was this your idea?"
Dong Xian was obviously used to being ignored. He was standing in the room in a daze. Upon hearing this, he replied in a panic, "Yes."
"But I just mentioned that it was Aunt Han who found the clothes and altered them. Ling Yong and the others also brought some new fabrics for replacements."
"Thank you anyway."
Dong Zhu felt as if Luo Xuanyi's eyes narrowed for a moment, as if she had spotted the right prey, which made him feel cold. But the next second, her eyes were full of light again. She no longer worried about Dong Xian and smiled at Dong Zhu. "Then I will accept your kindness. Please allow me to change clothes first."
"Here, please."
Dong Zhu looked at Luo Xuanyi's back as she left with a village girl, and a little doubt arose in his heart, but it was quickly suppressed by excitement.
I'm too lazy to divide it into chapters since it's nearly 3,000 words. Hh I'm digging
I plan to take a holiday during the National Day holiday and make up for it after the holiday.
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