Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 18: The Jianghu Has Always Been This Way
After the red-faced man was killed, the members of the Scorpio Cult could no longer maintain their momentum. They shouted and fled in all directions.

Zhang Qingxi was worried about his second junior brother, so he didn't pursue him to protect Sun Yanwan. He said, "Junior brother, let's look around to see if there are any survivors."

Sun Yanwan looked at the fire all over the town and couldn't help asking, "Don't these people have any heart? How could they slaughter hundreds of people for no reason? Are they beasts?"

Zhang Qingxi sighed and said, "The martial arts world has always been like this."

"That's why we must train our martial arts so that when we encounter such tragic situations, we can stand up for others and save the innocent."

Sun Yanwan felt a little regretful for not being able to kill all the members of the Scorpio Cult, but he also knew that it wasn't the rescue that delayed his senior brother, but him, his junior brother. Sun Yanwan followed Zhang Qingxi around the town, seeing corpses everywhere. From the elderly in their seventies and eighties to the toddlers, all had been killed. He felt even more distressed and curious about the origins of the woman in the red dress.
The people in these towns just saw the Scorpio Cult arresting people, so why were they going to be silenced?
Even after the Scorpio Cult killed everyone in the town, they still went to Taiyi Temple to kill people?
"Is there really some big conspiracy?"

"Or are these people just cruel and ruthless by nature?"

Seeing that no one was left alive, the two brothers were unable to put out the fire. The wind fanned the flames, and the houses burned more and more fiercely. It was almost impossible to survive. Sun Yanwan was about to suggest to his eldest brother that they leave the town first, when he noticed some movement in a private house.

Sun Yanwan ran over and saw a well in the yard with a piece of clothing hanging on it. He looked down from the well and saw two children hugging each other and shivering. They were about seven or eight years old. When they saw him, their faces were full of horror.

Sun Yanwan's face lit up with joy, and he called out, "Big Brother, there are two more children here."

Zhang Qingxi rushed over and was delighted to see the two children. He called out in a gentle voice, "We are Taoist priests from the nearby Taiyi Temple. We saw something happened in the town and came to investigate. There are no bad guys in the town now, so please come out quickly."

The two children refused to believe it and lay in the well, motionless like little quails.

Zhang Qingxi picked up two pieces of gravel from the edge of the well, flicked them down with his fingers, turned over and entered the well, and immediately carried the two children out.

The two children didn't move, their eyes just rolling around. Sun Yanwan thought to herself, "The eldest brother hit their acupuncture points with the stones, so they didn't struggle."

These two children, one has a simple and honest face, and should be the son of an ordinary farmer; the other has a handsome face, his clothes are cleaner, and he has a scholarly air, so he should be educated.

After rescuing the man, Zhang Qingxi called out to his fellow apprentice and turned to leave. Sun Yanwan hurriedly followed. The two brothers left the town, remounted their horses, and returned to Taiyi Temple. On the way, Zhang Qingxi untied the acupuncture points of the two children. The two children were quite well-behaved. It was obvious that the two young Taoist priests, who were not much older than them, had no ill intentions. They did not cry or make a fuss, but their faces were full of sadness. It was obvious that they knew that the adults in their families had met with misfortune.

Sun Yanwan asked, "Are you all from this town? What are your names? Do you have any relatives nearby?"

The handsome child, who was slightly older and more intelligent, replied, "My name is Lin Jing. My father is a teacher in town and runs a school for children. He's my cousin, Zhang Faner, and my mother is my aunt. Both my parents make a living as farmers. Our two families are the only relatives in this town; we don't have any other acquaintances. Taoist priest, where did those people come from? Why do they kill people on sight? There aren't any bad people in our town, let alone offending anyone!"

At this point, Lin Jing's eyes turned red, his fists clenched, and his face was full of anger.

Zhang Faner was younger and didn't understand what was happening. He couldn't help crying and shouted, "Cousin, our uncle told us to hide. What are we going to do?"

Lin Jing hurried to comfort his cousin, but he was still young, so how could he possibly endure such a tragedy? After a few words of comfort, he began to cry himself.

Zhang Qingxi whispered, "Our Taiyi Temple is the only place that can take these two children in. Fortunately, the temple can still afford to support two Taoist children."

When Sun Yanwan saw these two children, countless classic stories came to her mind.

After all, he is a young man with a broken family and a lonely courage, but he is a classic protagonist template, with great luck and all kinds of adventures.

After returning to Taiyi Temple, I arranged accommodation for the two children and let them live with Sun Yanwan first.

After all, Taiyi Temple was very poor and had no extra bedding. The two little ones occupied the wooden couch where Sun Yanwan was meditating, cried for a while, comforted each other with a few words, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Qingxi saw that Lin Jing and Zhang Qingxi were asleep, so he called Sun Yanwan out, handed her the Demon-Slaying Sword, and said, "I'll return this sword to you."

　…The First Magical World War 2024: The Most Interesting Fantasy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)