Lu Baichuan had only been there a short time when he saw that everyone else had been left outside by the bold and meticulous Doctor He, so he did the same and went in first to take a look.
To ensure the children's safety, we must not alert them or provoke them into desperate measures.
He had just entered and, based on his basic judgment, went to the main courtyard to see who was in charge of the Taoist temple, hoping to catch the leader first. However, before he could find any useful information, he saw a familiar figure quickly approaching him.
Her movements were swift and decisive; she didn't try to hide herself or even deliberately let him see her, which clearly indicated that she knew his identity.
This is not surprising, after all, she specifically asked someone to leave medicine for the group of people she brought outside the miasma forest.
As the familiar face became clearer and clearer, his breath caught in his throat, and memories of things Qin Jian had said to him flashed through his mind.
"I almost didn't make it back, but luckily a family surnamed Lu saved me."
“My benefactor’s family was originally going to Anzhou, but Anzhou couldn’t accommodate so many people, so I arranged for them to go to Jingzhou.”
"My benefactor's surname is He. She is good-looking and has excellent medical skills. It's a pity that she became a widow at a young age and it's really not easy for her to raise her three-year-old son alone."
...
So, was she the one who saved Qin Jian on the way to escape the famine?
Originally, they were going to Anzhou, but thanks to Qin Jian's help, the whole family was able to settle down in Anjia. It was his family who were there.
Is the female doctor that Qin Jian always praises so much his wife?
In his memory, she didn't seem to know any medical skills, nor did she have the agility she displayed when she approached him.
What exactly happened to her in the past three or four years?
Everything was such a coincidence. Why couldn't he have been more curious and asked a few more questions when Qin Jian kept rambling on and on?
Or, why has he never told Qin Jian the names of his family members? Even revealing just a little bit would have provided clues!
Even just two days ago, Qin Jian said he would take him to see a doctor, but why didn't he agree? Why did he act so dramatic and dramatic?
If I go, will I be able to see her and find out that they are all still alive and well?
Various images flashed through his mind, and he considered all sorts of possibilities, but he never imagined that such a coincidence could happen in the world, that it was his family who saved his brother.
He was still in a daze when the woman, with her nimble movements and smiling eyes, was already in front of him. She patted his shoulder and asked with a smile, "You must be Brother Sun?"
He was still in shock and hadn't recovered yet; his throat tightened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
He Jiuniang didn't mind. In fact, she realized something was wrong as soon as she asked the question. He was far behind her and should have just arrived.
Before she could hide herself properly, the door was pushed open from the outside. In a panic, Lu Baichuan instinctively grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
He Jiuniang was frightened by this lecherous man's actions. In fact, she could have hidden herself well, but she was just a step too slow.
She was a little angry; this was the first time she had been taken advantage of since coming into this world.
The other person was a man!
But when she glanced up and saw the wrinkled skin on his neck, all the accusations she wanted to retaliate with died down in her throat.
Never mind, they meant well, it's just a special circumstance...
Lu Baichuan didn't think too much about it; his attention was entirely focused on the people who came in.
The newcomer was an old man with gray hair, wearing a Taoist robe. He looked dignified and upright.
The little woman in his arms clicked her tongue and muttered, "Tsk tsk, what a hypocrite!"
For no reason, Lu Baichuan's lips curled up. After so many years apart, she seemed like a completely different person from when they first met.
Unlike her previous timid and cautious demeanor, she is now confident, outgoing, bright, and cheerful. She is skilled in medicine and physically strong. Although her facial features have not changed much, they seem to have become more defined and beautiful. Moreover, because of her change in personality, she is even more dazzling.
But... he moved the hand that was holding her waist.
She's already had children, so why is she still so thin?
But... he doesn't seem very thin...
He Jiuniang was unaware that while she was carefully observing the old man below, that scoundrel had thoroughly studied her, from her personality to her appearance to her figure...
The old man didn't even notice them. He sat down at the table, wrote a letter, then called in a disciple, handed him the letter, and instructed, "Send this letter to the capital as soon as possible."
"yes."
The disciple turned and left, while He Jiuniang continued to stare at the old man, but asked in a low voice, "Can the people outside stop this letter?"
"Can."
The two were close together, and Lu Baichuan's breath brushed against her ear. He Jiuniang felt a tingling, itchy sensation, and frowned as she shifted her body, trying to keep her distance from him.
The hand around her waist tightened again: "Don't move, or you'll fall."
Just as He Jiuniang was about to say no, she saw the old man press a mechanism on the wall, causing the wall to flip and reveal a secret passage, which he then went into.
He Jiuniang pushed Lu Baichuan away and jumped to the ground. She then said, "I'll go in and see what's going on. You're injured, so don't go. This powder is colorless and odorless; one whiff of it will knock you out. Be careful. Go and deal with the other Taoists, then call the people outside to come in and save the children. The children are in an abandoned courtyard in the southernmost part of the village."
He told her to throw him a signal flare and a bottle of powder, then quickly disappeared into the secret passage.
Lu Baichuan looked at the thing in his hand and couldn't help but chuckle. Was she annoyed that he was in her way? Or was she angry because he had just hugged her?
However, I don't need to worry about her skills; saving the child is the priority.
He wanted to see the child he had never met before, wondering how terrified he was.
He Jiuniang quietly followed behind the old man and discovered that the secret passage was a hidden world, a Taoist temple in the mountains. It was surprisingly wealthy, with many luminous pearls embedded in the walls for lighting, which was quite extravagant.
The old man walked to the innermost part, where there was a relatively open flat area. Large and small boxes were placed on the ground, some with open lids and some with locked lids. The boxes with open lids were all glittering with gold, and the old man began to count the money with shining eyes.
He Jiuniang: ...
She had thought there was some grand conspiracy and was even a little excited, but it turned out like this.
She kicked a small stone on the ground in anger, startling the old man, who turned around and looked around in horror: "Who's there!"
He Jiuniang wouldn't let him see her. She threw a silver needle at him, and the old man instantly fell to the ground.
He walked over, took out a small hammer from his spatial storage, and opened all the locked boxes. Good heavens, they were full of weapons.
She smiled, put the two large boxes of gold into her spatial storage, and then leisurely went out.
By now, the masked man should have succeeded and is off to pick up his son!
Because she was quite fast, it didn't take long. Lu Baichuan had just succeeded and fired a signal flare at the guards outside.
Turning around, he saw He Jiuniang swaggering out and asked, "What's going on?"
"It's all gold and weapons; we can send someone to take it away in a bit."
Having just been groped, He Jiuniang didn't have a good impression of him. She headed straight for the small courtyard to the south. Along the way, she saw many Taoist priests lying dead, and she would kick them without hesitation.
Lu Baichuan followed behind her, his eyes behind the mask practically glued to her body.
Upon arriving at the courtyard, the previous cries and screams ceased, replaced by strange "hehe haha" sounds.
He Jiuniang peeked through the window and saw, good heavens, forty or fifty children standing in a square formation in the room, practicing martial arts with her son!
A sense of pride rose in He Jiuniang's heart. She looked at Lu Baichuan with pride and boasted, "See that? The one leading the way is my son! He's calm in the face of danger, just like me!"
Lu Baichuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and nodded, thinking to himself: Just like me.
Lu Baichuan drew his long sword and cut the lock on the door. The children inside were startled and, except for the dog, all shrank into the corner.
When the dog saw He Jiuniang, it grinned and rushed into her arms, crying, "Mother!"
She ran over smiling, but after throwing herself into her arms, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer: "Mommy, waaaaah, I was so scared, waaaaah..."
He Jiuniang's heart was breaking when she heard this, and she gently coaxed him, "Mother is here, Mother will protect you, it's alright, it's alright."
Lu Baichuan didn't expect him to suddenly burst into tears. It was his first time being a father and his first time seeing his son, and he was at a loss for words.
Seeing this, the other children were also moved and burst into tears, crying out for their parents.
Fortunately, the dog was quite sensible. Its emotions came and went quickly. After crying for a while, it wiped away its tears and turned to look at Lu Baichuan.
Lu Baichuan crouched down, his hand trembling slightly as he reached out and asked, "Can...can I hug you?"
The dog didn't understand why this uncle was wearing a mask; it looked so strange. But since he had come with his mother to rescue them, he must be a good person, so he nodded.
Lu Baichuan picked up the dog and looked at the child who looked almost exactly like him, his eyes gradually reddening.
The little dog reached out its tiny hand to touch his mask and said in a childish voice, "Thank you, Uncle, for saving me."
“You’re welcome,” he forced a smile. “However, I’m not your uncle, you should call me father.”
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