Chapter 800: I have my own scale in my heart
Rong Che raised his eyes and looked around.
There was firewood everywhere on the mountain, but the snow came so hard and fiercely, and it rained for several days in a row, and the ground was already soaked with snow, so there was no time to prepare firewood.
Now the blizzard continues and the brazier needs to be burning all the time, which gives Rong Che a headache.
"The blizzard will soon block the mountain. You should take two people out to purchase some food and charcoal. The sooner the better." Once the blizzard blocks the mountain, it will be troublesome.
After three days of blizzard, the sky and the earth were covered in white.
A sharp whistle sounded from outside.
Rong Che stood up suddenly.
All the guards were on high alert, looking down the mountain cautiously.
"General, a large number of people are braving the snow to go up the mountain! There are so many of them..." Someone came forward to report, with a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes. There was a crowd of people so dense that it was almost impossible to see the end of it.
Rong Che stood at the edge of the mountain. Even though there was half a mountain between them, he could still see the densely packed people below.
He closed his eyes gently.
Finally, is it here?
He looked up at Chao Chao, who was still unconscious and had no reaction to the outside world. If she knew how sad she would be...
The people she protects want to execute her personally.
Xu Shiyun stood on the edge of the mountain with a pale face. The strong wind blew her hair and she looked like she was about to break.
"Give them all the food and money of the Lu family, okay?"
"Let me die for Chao Chao, let me die for you."
"My Chao Chao should not have to bear such a price. It's unfair, unfair!!" Xu Shiyun burst into tears and cried with Rong Che in the wind and snow.
"General Rong, the outside world can't stop us at all. Unless..." Unless blood is shed.
They went up the mountain without saying a word, and each of them had a solemn look on their faces as they confronted each other.
Rong Che went down the mountain quickly, and Xu Shiyun stayed by Chaochao's side nervously: "Chaochao, don't be afraid, mother will protect you." Whether dead or alive, mother is with you.
Xu Shiyun looked at the foot of the mountain with a wry smile on her face.
"Mom is such a selfish person."
She never thought that one day, she would betray the whole world for just one person, Chao Chao.
"Even if I go to hell, I will accept it." She murmured softly, staying by her daughter's side and unwilling to leave.
The further Rong Che walked, the more frightened he became.
The number of people gathered here exceeded his imagination, and many even came from other places in the snowstorm. His fingertips trembled slightly. Could it be that... the snow would be dyed red today?
Rong Che was reluctant to point the tip of his knife at his fellow countrymen, but behind him was his daughter, the daughter who had saved the mortal world from danger several times and had suffered injustice.
"Please all of you folks step aside. The court will definitely help you through this difficult time."
"Please go back."
"The imperial court will not abandon you. Please give the imperial court a chance."
"Chao Chao...she is innocent. She is not an evil spirit. I am willing to guarantee it with my life! She has never done anything to let down the mortal world!" Rong Che stood in the first place, facing countless silent people.
"Back off, don't come any closer!" The guards raised their weapons and did not allow them to get any closer.
But the people seemed not to hear it, neither resisting nor retreating, just moving straight forward.
"Retreat quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless!" The dark crowd never stopped, forcing the soldiers to retreat step by step.
Rong Che gritted his teeth and knelt upright in the snow.
"Chao Chao is only eight years old, she is still a child... please, neighbors... please, neighbors..." Rong Che burst into tears.
The guards kept retreating. They were soldiers defending their country and their weapons could not be pointed at their own people.
They retreated again and again, and soon retreated to the inner circle.
Lu Chaochao could be seen from afar.
Rong Che gritted his teeth, and the guard whispered, "General...you must..." and wiped his neck.
Rong Che took a deep breath, held the sword in his hand, and was ready to draw it at any time.
"Let's see what they want to do first. Once they start..." Rong Che's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but reveal a bit of ruthlessness.
He defends his country, and his followers also protect the world. He cannot let his followers feel disappointed.
At worst, the Rong family will go from being praised by everyone to being condemned by everyone.
When Xu Shiyun saw the people approaching, she couldn't help but raise her hands to protect Chaochao.
The tense atmosphere makes people feel fearful.
The leading man stepped forward with a tense face and said, "Only one in ten of the rice this year will survive. I don't know if we can survive the winter."
“It’s snowing heavily outside and the mountains are blocked. While we still have some extra food at home, we should…” The man touched the back of his head.
"We want to send some food to Sword Master." The little boy beside him said with a smile.
The little guy was holding a big bowl filled with white rice, which was a rare fine grain.
I only cook a bowl of this during festivals.
"Sword Master, this new rice is so fragrant and sweet, you must try it."
"Sword Master, there are some ducks that I raise at home. The meat is very tender. I'll make some soup for you."
"Sword Master, I'll bring you some firewood. It's windy on the mountain, so if you light another stove, it will be warmer."
"Sword Master, this is the malt candy my mother bought for me on my birthday. I have never been willing to eat it, so would you mind giving it to me, Sword Master?" The bubbling child generously took out the candy he had treasured for a long time.
The soldiers were tense, but they saw the people talking to each other and taking out food from their pockets. Someone took a neat load of firewood from his back and covered it with clothes so that it would not get wet by the snow.
"You...you guys..." Xu Shiyun looked at everyone blankly.
"Does it hurt during the sacrifice? Silly child...it must be so painful." There was an old woman leaning on a crutch, and her children took turns carrying her up the mountain.
"There has always been a cenotaph on this mountain. I have grown up listening to stories about the cenotaph. In the stories, the savior sacrificed himself to save all living beings. My elderly grandfather often took me to pay homage to the cenotaph."
"I thought it was just a legend..." The old man sighed quietly.
"I've heard that, too."
“I’ve heard that, too.” Many elderly people grew up listening to the story of the Savior.
"These thousand years have been wasted..." The old man said, then he hunched over and slowly walked down the mountain.
“Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are in the hands of God… People should not lose their conscience.” In the distance, his figure disappeared in the wind and snow. His voice mixed with the sound of the wind and drifted far away.
Everyone brought up their best items, then turned around and left without hesitation.
Rong Che picked up the paper that was trampled into the snow and stared: "This is..."
Lu Yuanxiao whispered, "Yuzhu has spread the news of saving the world."
Rong Che's eyes were red as he watched everyone supporting each other as they walked down the mountain in the wind and snow.
There was no persecution, no malicious words, no complaints... They chose to bear the wrath of God.
Even so, this turn may mean the separation between life and death.
Xu Shiyun turned around, covered her face and cried softly.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She covered her lips, kneeled on the ground, sobs flowing out from her fingertips.
A tear fell from the corner of Lu Chaochao's eye.
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