125. This is tough on the eagle.
Inside the hidden compartment, there were no gold leaves or silver notes. There were, however, some antique paintings and calligraphy. All of them were stored in my spatial ring.
There were also some letters exchanged. They weren't examined closely at the moment. They were all absorbed into the spatial realm.
Then He Chenren flew rapidly through the air, looking for any fish that had slipped through the net, or anyone who needed medical attention.
Above ground was a makeshift wooden cell. We quickly approached; inside were a dozen or so people, ragged and emaciated. A large fire was about to engulf them, billowing thick smoke that choked their nostrils. Those inside were still inside and quickly began to save themselves.
But he had no strength left. Utterly desperate, he suddenly felt a surge of joy as the cell doors burst open. He had escaped death! The group, supporting each other, quickly ran out.
They didn't pay much attention to the people running out. Then they quickly circled around and rescued more than a dozen innocent women. They also encountered a few who had slipped through the net. They sent them all down together; it's better to be all together.
Then they roughly searched the entire Black Wind Stronghold again. They found some silver. The rest was worthless. They also collected some food and drink.
The dozens of survivors quickly gathered together and ran towards the edge of the mountain stronghold. He Chen followed slowly behind. After running for about fifteen minutes, they finally escaped the inferno and collapsed to the ground to rest. Looking back at the raging fire, their faces showed pain, excitement, joy, and a sense of relief.
He Chen gently placed the food and water from the gourd he had just collected on the ground beside these people. He then lightly extended his divine sense. There were no demons, monsters, or bandits among them. He then paid them no further attention.
"Thank you, benefactor." One of the older, dark-skinned men, with bloody welts from a whip, stepped forward and expressed his gratitude.
They clasped their hands in a gesture of gratitude and bowed. The others also bowed in thanks.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor!" "Thank you so much, sir!" Words of gratitude filled the air.
He nodded slightly. He didn't say much. The night was almost over. The sun was about to rise. In the darkest hour before dawn, he waited quietly.
He said, "Gentlemen, after dawn, I will escort you back to the official road. Those from the border markets may come back with me. Those from other counties, you may decide for yourselves."
After saying that, he took out some loose silver he had just collected. "Yes," said the burly, dark-skinned man from earlier. "Five taels each. You divide it up."
The burly man, his face flushed with excitement, accepted the loose silver coins. He said gratefully, "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir," his face streaked with tears. Was it joy or sorrow?
After the burly man distributed the silver coins, the sky gradually brightened. The surroundings were no longer gloomy and terrifying. The lush greenery was vibrant, and a mountain breeze brought a refreshing coolness.
Ordinary people seek nothing more than three meals a day, while great figures pursue a carefree life. Immortality and all that lies within cannot be fully grasped in a single sip.
Now, having survived the ordeal, some of the women from the bride's family were weeping uncontrollably. He Chen felt a pang of pity and softly asked, "Do you still remember where your home is?"
A woman, her clothes tattered, cried out, "My whole family was killed by these bandits!" She then burst into loud sobs.
As the woman cried, several other women nearby also burst into tears. The warm breeze intoxicated the tourists, making them mistake Hangzhou for Bianzhou. At this moment, He Chen remained silent.
He thought to himself, 'I am still a bit weak. But the road lies ahead, and I will forge ahead, overcoming all obstacles.' So he said, 'If any of you have no home to return to, come with me back to the market for now. You can leave anytime you wish later.'
He secretly felt that the inconvenient transportation and lack of communication hindered things. Otherwise, it would have been much easier to notify his subordinates to handle it, since he wasn't particularly skilled at dealing with these kinds of matters. If Old Weng were here, or someone else, he probably would have handled it much better.
Suddenly, he sensed something. He looked up at the sky. There was a small black dot hovering in mid-air. It was his own eagle demon approaching. With a thought, he gathered his energy into a sound and quickly sent it to the eagle demon's ear.
Suddenly, the eagle demon heard its master's voice. "Weiming, you might want to go to the market. Inform my wife of the situation here and have them send someone to wait on the main road."
Wei Ming was also startled. He was shocked, thinking, 'I flew so high and I was still discovered!' He was just about to reply when he suddenly realized he didn't know how to use telepathy. This was practically bullying a demon!
The voice came again, 'If you can, hurry over; if not, wait here.' A cry of an eagle echoed from the sky, and then the eagle demon flew away swiftly.
At this moment, He Chen felt that this eagle demon was quite useful. It could speak human language, which was good for transmitting information.
There was no rush now. He turned to the group and said, "Go into the village and check your clothes. See what food they have. We'll set off down the mountain as soon as it's light."
The group exchanged glances. Then they quickly sprang into action. At that moment, both men and women were in a hurry, as if they were in a hut that hadn't yet been lit.
Time flies. The sun comes out, shining on the ruins. The embers of cooking fires, still burning, rise straight into the sky. The smoke, oblivious to worldly affairs, rises gently as the first rays of the sun illuminate the ancient forest.
Everyone washed up and changed into clean clothes, at least they didn't look so tattered and ragged. The women also tidied themselves up. These women all looked quite attractive. No wonder they were abducted to the mountain.
"Let's go!" Seeing that everyone was ready, they began their descent down the mountain.
The eagle demon cried out and took flight. A ripple suddenly appeared in space, and it plunged straight into it. Its speed was unbelievable, faster than a speeding electric car. Truly, a thousand mountains were covered in the blink of an eye. This eagle demon's talent was truly extraordinary.
Wei Ming arrived above the market. Suddenly, he realized that the promise he had made wasn't so easy to fulfill. If he descended in his massive eagle demon body, would he just be roasted and eaten by his mistress? Then he remembered the rabbit demon and fox demon were there. He figured everything should be alright.
Its agile head pondered for a moment. Then, slowly, it shrank, becoming about the size of an ordinary eagle. However, it looked much more majestic, possessing an extraordinary aura and bright, intelligent eyes.
Looking up at the sky, I saw that the woman of the house, who I often see getting up earliest, was already up. But then I thought about how I didn't really know her. Would I startle her if I continued like this?
Then I saw that Wanqing had also gotten up. Overjoyed, I jumped down.
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