The wounds on the girl's body had already been simply bandaged. Her face was very pale, but her eyes were still bright, completely different from the others around her.
"Although Fellow Daoist has helped us defeat these beasts, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be new demonic beasts attacking us. Brother Green Ox, lead everyone to repair the village gate, and also … collect the corpses outside. Aunty Yu, you and Aunty Luo use the meat of those giant birds to make a meal for everyone. We haven't eaten meat for a long time, so let's marinate the rest. "The girl turned her head and said.
"Okay." The dark-skinned man who had asked the question earlier replied cleanly.
"Ying Luo, don't worry. Leave it to us." Two women who looked to be in their thirties or forties hurriedly said as they wiped their faces.
Shen Luo saw that the girl's injuries were not light, but the smile on her face did not diminish. Moreover, it was obvious that it was not a forced smile, but a sincere smile from the bottom of her heart. She looked quite bright and moving, making people feel refreshed just by looking at her.
Under her influence, the villagers quickly stopped crying and dispersed to help clean up the messy village.
"Fellow Daoist, please follow me." Ying Luo turned her head and said to Shen Luo in a crisp voice.
Shen Luo nodded slightly and followed the girl, slowly walking through the crowd.
"Are you really an immortal from Mount Fangcun? Why did you only come now? Why did you only come after my husband and son died? " When they walked in front, a haggard middle-aged woman who was leaning against the door suddenly opened her mouth and asked in a questioning tone.
Shen Luo stopped in his tracks and subconsciously wanted to clarify, but he saw Ying Luo secretly give him a look, so he swallowed his words.
"Fellow Daoist, of course you came from Mount Fangcun. Otherwise, how could you save us in such a dangerous situation?" Ying Luo looked at the middle-aged woman and said.
"You really are an immortal from Mount Fangcun …" Hearing this, someone immediately shouted.
"Great, you really are an immortal from Mount Fangcun …"
"Now we're saved!"
The others also became happy.
Shen Luo frowned slightly, feeling puzzled. Whether or not he was a cultivator of Mount Fangcun, what difference did it make to these people?
At this time, he suddenly felt a cold gaze and hurriedly looked inside the village gate. He saw the white-haired old woman who had risked her life to protect the children standing inside, staring at him with an indifferent face, as if she didn't have the same joyful expression as the others.
Beside him, there were a dozen or so children around the age of eight or nine. All of them timidly stuck their heads out and looked at Shen Luo.
The old woman's eyes were sunken, and her gaze was gloomy. Shen Luo felt uncomfortable from head to toe.
Ying Ruo also noticed Shen Luo's gaze and similarly looked towards the direction of the village gate. Following that, Shen Luo saw that the old woman's gaze paused on Ying Luo for a moment, seemingly exchanging glances. Then, without saying a word, she left with the children.
Only then did Shen Luo follow Ying Luo through the village gate and into the village. Immediately, he was greeted by a desolate sight.
The houses in the village were densely packed and scattered. Most of the houses near the village gate had already collapsed. Green and black moss grew on the broken walls, and traces of white paper could be vaguely seen on the broken window edges.
A gust of wind blew past, rolling up the dust on the ground. The few remaining tufts of grass on the roof also flew into the air.
Shen Luo waved his hand, driving away the smoke and dust in front of him. Then, he followed Ying Luo into the village.
Ying Luo didn't say a word, so Shen Luo didn't say anything. His gaze swept around, sizing up the entire village.
Along the way, there were few trees and plants on the roadside. Most of them were dead elm trees with their bark peeled off, leaving only bare trunks and twisted branches standing to the side.
After the "liveliness" at the village gate, the village once again returned to silence. There was only the sound of the wind and the intermittent sobbing of unknown origin. The atmosphere was very depressing.
The two bypassed a collapsed house and were about to continue forward when Shen Luo suddenly frowned and looked behind him. He saw a thin and short figure hurriedly hiding to the side.
"Chen Guanbao." Ying Luo also discovered that someone was following them and called out.
Then, a little boy wearing a shabby green cloth walked over with a somewhat reserved expression.
Shen Luo had some impression of this delicate and pretty boy in front of him. Previously, he seemed to have been standing beside the old woman.
"Sister Ying." The delicate and pretty boy hid his hands behind his back, walked to Ying Luo's side, and called out in a low voice.
"Chen Guanbao, why are you following us?" Ying Luo asked softly.
Hearing this, the delicate and pretty boy raised his head and looked at Shen Luo. He paused for a moment, as if to gather his courage, and then said to Shen Luo: "Brother Immortal, can you teach me magic? I also want to fight demons and protect the village like Sister Ying! "
Hearing this, Shen Luo was somewhat moved. His gaze once again sized up Chen Guanbao's face.
He discovered that although this boy looked thin and weak, his eyes were very firm. The light in his eyes was something that many adults in the village did not have.
However, Shen Luo could not answer this question. He did not plan to stay here.
Ying Luo seemed to have seen Shen Luo's hesitation. She raised her hand and rubbed the boy's head, and said with a smile:
"Sister knows that Chen Guanbao is very brave, but you are still too young to learn magic. Wait until Chen Guanbao grows up."
"Sister Ying, I am not young anymore. When the demons came, I was still protecting Tian Niu and the others." Chen Guanbao puffed out his chest and said loudly.
"Good, good, good. Chen Guanbao has grown up. However, sister and brother Immortal still have something to say. You go back first. If Granny Ma can't find you, she will scold you. "Ying Luo said with a smile.
When Chen Guanbao heard her say this, he immediately shrunk his neck and turned around to go back.
But soon, he turned around again, took out a wrinkled wild fruit from his back, and handed it over.
Seeing this, Shen Luo was somewhat surprised.
Because the wild fruit was not handed to Ying Luo, but to him.
"Is it for me?" Shen Luo asked.
"Thank you, Brother Immortal, for saving Sister Ying and us." Chen Guanbao nodded.
Shen Luo took the wild fruit, and Chen Guanbao turned around and ran away quickly.
He looked at the small figure and unconsciously felt warm in his heart. There was also a trace of a smile on his face.
Seeing this, Ying Luo's eyebrows moved slightly. Then, she glanced at Shen Luo, turned around and continued to walk forward.
Shen Luo stuffed the wild fruit into his arms and followed.
She led Shen Luo for a distance and finally entered a bamboo house.
"Who are you, Fellow Daoist? Why did you suddenly appear in our Village of Longevity? "After entering the house, Ying Luo closed the door and suddenly asked Shen Luo with a serious face.
"Didn't you tell the villagers that I am a cultivator from Mount Fangcun?" Shen Luo slightly raised his eyebrows and said with some displeasure.
"I owe Fellow Daoist a favor, so I shouldn't be so rude. However, the current situation is special, so I ask Fellow Daoist not to hide it." Ying Luo's eyes flashed with a complicated look and said with a bit of apology.
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