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Among the bursts of thanking voices, there were also high and low cries. These people who survived the catastrophe couldn't help themselves, and it turned into a collective cry after a while.

Seeing this situation, Shen Luo couldn't help being a little dazed.

Although he has experienced several dreams and encountered many bizarre things, this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

"Cry, everyone cry... It's useless, it's useless..." At this moment, a somewhat crazy voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

Shen Luo followed the prestige, and saw a bald old man with a naked upper body and covered in dirt, staggering out from behind the crowd, repeating "useless, all must die" over and over again.

The man walked up to Shen Luo, stared at him for a while, suddenly laughed "hehe", then stretched out a hand, pointed at Shen Luo and said, "You have to die too, hehe..."

After finishing speaking, he circled around Shen Luo, laughed loudly, and stumbled towards the village again.

The people kneeling on the ground seemed to be accustomed to this, and they still wept and thanked, looking at Shen Luo with an expression, as if looking at a god who saved the world, and the hope in their eyes was a little scorching.

And those who stood behind this group of people and did not kneel down, all of them had blue faces and dull expressions, almost looking like walking dead.

"Everyone get up and talk." Shen Luo rubbed his head with his hands, and said a little at a loss.

No one got up from the crowd, and no one responded, and the chaotic situation was still maintained.

"Don't cry for now, who can tell me what's going on in this village, what happened to you?" Shen Luo was a little annoyed, silently channeled his mana, and shouted loudly, which immediately overshadowed everyone's crying .

After everyone heard the words, the crying voice gradually became smaller.

At this time, a dark man who was guarding the wall just now raised his head and glanced at the distance, and then looked at Shen Luo.

"Dare to ask the immortal master, are you the only one who came down the mountain?" He asked nervously.

Shen Luo was a little confused when he heard the words, and was about to speak when he heard a slightly tired woman's voice from the village:

"Everyone, don't block the door, let this fellow Taoist from the mountain enter the village first."

When the villagers heard the girl's words, they got up one after another and consciously made way for a passage.

Shen Luo looked inward along the path that everyone gave way to, and saw the purple-haired girl walking slowly from the door with a spear in her forehand.

Chapter 0141 Desolate Village

The wounds on the girl's body have been simply bandaged, and her face is very pale, but her eyes are still bright, which is different from other people around her.

"Although Fellow Daoist helped us repel these beasts, there is no guarantee that there will be no new monsters attacking again. Brother Qingniu, you lead everyone to repair the gate of the village, and... collect the corpses outside. Sister Yu , together with Aunt Luo, use the meat of those giant birds to cook meals for everyone, and we haven’t cooked meat for a long time, so we marinate the rest.” The girl turned her head and said.

"Okay." The dark man who asked the question earlier answered cleanly.

"Yingluo, don't worry, leave it to us." Two women in their 40s and [-]s wiped their faces and said hastily.

Shen Luo saw that the girl was seriously injured, but the smile on her face did not diminish, and it was obviously not the kind of forced smile, but a sincere smile from the heart, which looked quite bright and charming, which was impressive. Then feel refreshed.

Under her influence, the crying of the villagers quickly stopped, and they dispersed one after another to help clean up the messy village.

"Fellow Taoist, please follow me." Ying Luo turned around and said in a crisp voice.

Shen Luo nodded slightly, followed the girl, and walked slowly through the crowd.

"You are really an immortal on Fangcun Mountain. Why did you come now? Why did you wait until my husband and son were dead?" When they came to the front, a haggard middle-aged woman leaning against the door suddenly said, asked in a questioning tone.

As soon as Shen Luo's footsteps stopped, he subconsciously wanted to clarify, but he saw Ying Luo secretly winking at him, and swallowed the words on his lips.

"Fellow Daoist of course came from a small distance, otherwise how could he save us in such a critical situation?" Ying Luo looked at the middle-aged woman and said.

"It's really a fairy from Fangcun Mountain..." Everyone heard the words, and someone immediately shouted.

"That's great, it's really a fairy on Fangcun Mountain..."

"There is help now!"

Others also cheered up.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart, whether he was a Fangcunshan monk or not, what difference did it make to these people?

At this time, he suddenly noticed a cold gaze, and quickly looked into the gate of the village, and saw the white-haired old woman who risked her life to protect the children standing inside, staring at him indifferently Look, there doesn't seem to be any joy in the way of other people.

Beside him were a dozen or so children aged eight or nine, all poking their heads timidly, looking at Shen Luo.

The old woman's eye sockets were sunken, and her eyes were dim, making Shen Luo uncomfortable.

Ying Ruo also noticed Shen Luo's gaze, and also looked towards the gate of the village, and then Shen Luo saw that the old woman's eyes lingered on Ying Luo for a moment, as if they had exchanged some kind of wink, she took the look without saying a word. The children left.

Only then did Shen Luo follow Ying Luo through the village gate and enter the village, suddenly feeling desolate.

The houses in the village are dense and scattered, and most of the houses near the Zhaimen have collapsed, with black moss growing on the dilapidated soil walls piled together, and the white paper pasted on the broken window edges can be seen vaguely trace.

A gust of wind blew past, rolled up the dust all over the ground, and the few remaining grasses on the roof also flew into the air.

Shen Luo waved his hand, drove away the smoke and dust floating in front of him, and followed Ying Luo into the village with deep kicks and shallow kicks.

Ying Luo kept silent all the time, and Shen Luo was reluctant to speak. He glanced around and looked at the whole village.

Along the way, there are few trees and green plants on the side of the road. Most of the dead elms and willows are seen. The bark has been stripped off, leaving only bare trunks, twisted branches standing aside.

After the "lively" at the entrance of the village just now, the village has returned to silence, only the low sound of the wind and the intermittent sobbing sound from nowhere, the atmosphere is very depressing.

The two of them bypassed a collapsed house and were about to continue walking forward when Shen Luo frowned suddenly. Looking behind him, he saw a thin, short figure hastily hiding aside.

"Chen Guanbao." Ying Luo also noticed that someone was following, and called out.

Then, a little boy in a shabby blue shirt walked over with a cautious expression.

Shen Luo had some impression of the handsome boy in front of him, as if he was standing beside the old woman before.

"Sister Ying." The delicate boy hid his hands behind his back, walked to Ying Luo's side, and called in a low voice.

"Chen Guanbao, what are you doing here?" Ying Luo asked softly.

Hearing the words, the handsome boy raised his head to look at Shen Luo, paused for a moment, as if he mustered up his courage, and then said to Shen Luo, "Brother Immortal, can you teach me spells? I also want to talk to Sister Ying." Fight monsters and defend the village!"

Shen Luo was a little moved when he heard the words, and looked at Chen Guanbao's face again.

He found that the boy looked thin and weak, but his eyes were firm. There was a light in his eyes that many adults in the village did not have.

It's just that Shen Luo couldn't answer this question, he didn't plan to stay here.

Ying Luo seemed to see Shen Luo's hesitation, raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head, and said with a smile:

"Sister knows that Chen Guanbao is very brave, but you are too young to learn spells. Wait until Chen Guanbao grows up."

"Sister Ying, I'm not young anymore. When the monsters came, I still protected Tian Niu and the others." Chen Guanbao puffed out his chest and said loudly.

"Okay, okay, Chen Guanbao has grown up. But my sister and Brother Shenxian still have something to say, you go back first, and Granny Ma can't find you in a while, so it's time to scold someone." Ying Luo said with a smile.

Hearing what she said, Chen Guanbao immediately shrank his neck, turned around and was about to go back.

But very quickly, he turned around again, took out a crumpled wild fruit from behind, and handed it over.

Seeing this, Shen Luo was a little surprised.

Because the direction to which the wild fruit was handed was not Ying Luo, but him.

"Is it for me?" Shen Luo asked.

"Thank you Brother Shenxian for saving Sister Ying and us." Chen Guanbao nodded emphatically.

After Shen Luo took the wild fruit, Chen Guanbao turned around and ran away quickly.

Looking at the small figure, he couldn't help feeling his heart warm, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ying Luo saw it, her eyebrows moved slightly, and then she glanced at Shen Luo, then turned and continued walking forward.

Shen Luo stuffed the wild fruit into his arms and followed.

She led Shen Luo to walk another distance, and finally entered a bamboo house.

"Who is Fellow Daoist? Why did you suddenly appear in our Longevity Village?" Upon 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 Fangcun Mountain?" Shen Luo raised his brows slightly, a little displeased.

"Fellow Daoist is kind to me. I shouldn't be so rude. It's just that the situation is special right now. Please don't hide it." Ying Luo said with a hint of apologetic complexion in his eyes.

Chapter 0142 Yinluo's Request

"To be honest, I don't know how I got here. I just got into a mist by mistake before, and when I got out, I came here." Seeing the other party's sincere words, Shen Luo's expression softened, and after thinking for a while Said.

"Fellow Daoist came in by mistake through the mist. Could it be that the mist can lead to the outside world?" Ying Luo's eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly.

"I don't know about this either. Miss Yingluo, can you tell me what exactly is this place?" Shen Luo asked with a frown as he listened more and more confused.

"This is Changshou Village in Beiqiao County of Baoxiang Kingdom." Yingluo replied.

"Baoxiang Kingdom, isn't that the boundary of Xiniu Hezhou..." Shen Luo was shocked when he heard this.

He had read a travelogue of a predecessor in the temple before, and he had seen the records of Baoxiang Kingdom in it, and knew that it was extremely far away from Datang in Nanzhan Buzhou, so he muttered to himself, this time he fell into a dream, unexpectedly Is it directly across a continent?

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you from your own country?" Ying Luo asked in surprise.

"I did travel from elsewhere. To be precise, I came from a place called 'Datang'." Shen Luo came back to his senses, smiled at Yingluo, and said.

"Da Tang... No wonder you see Daoyou's clothes are a bit weird, I don't know how to call them? Thank you for your help this time, and save Changshou Village from fire and water. Please accept Yingruo's worship." Yingruo said, a smile appeared on her face, and she rushed to Shenluo Hand over.

"Miss Ying, you're welcome. My name is Shen Luo. I shouldn't be older than you. If you don't mind, just call me big brother." Shen Luo hurriedly returned the gift and said.

"Brother Shen." Ying Luo responded readily.

"Miss Yingluo, can you tell me what's going on with the fog outside? From what you said just now, it seems that the fog can't reach the outside?" Shen Luo asked again, with a serious look on his face.

"Brother Shen doesn't know anything about the fog, how did he get out of it?" Ying Luo heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"I really came here by mistake. There is no deception about this matter. If the girl knows something, please tell the truth." Shen Luo said seriously.

"Actually, I don't know what's going on with this fog. I only know that after the extinction of the Heavenly Demon hundreds of years ago, the surrounding area of ​​Changshou Village began to be filled with fog, and our place was also isolated." Ying Luo saw him with a strange expression. Like a fake, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly.

"What will happen if people walk in?" Shen Luo raised his eyebrows and asked, but he couldn't help but think of the "monsters devouring the sky, and the fire from the sky" mentioned by Yu Yan and his son before. It seems that it has been hundreds of years Before, I don't know if the two are the same thing.

"It is said that once a person steps into it, he will lose his way, and if he walks a little farther, he will be trapped in it to death. At the beginning of that year, there were villagers who kept trying to enter it to find their way, but too many people died later. No one dares to set foot in it anymore." Ying Luo said bitterly.

"That is to say, you have been isolated by this fog for hundreds of years? How is this possible! You have been besieged for such a long time, it is impossible for you to survive." Shen Luo said in disbelief. In his opinion, the point outside the village Cultivated land doesn't look like it can support many people.

"When the mist first began to encircle the village, the situation was not so bad. At that time, there were good fields outside the village that could be cultivated, and each household had domesticated livestock. There were also a few outer disciples from Fangcunshan stationed in the village. .Under their leadership, although the days were difficult, they were barely able to sustain it, but later, many things happened, and the situation worsened year by year." Ying Luo paused when she said this.

"I heard the girl mention Fangcun Mountain many times, but I don't know what Fangcun Mountain is?" Shen Luo asked again.

"The big mountain that our Changshou Village is backed by is Fangcun Mountain. When I was a child, I heard from my father that there used to be gods living on this mountain, and there were real sects of cultivating immortals. At that time, the village was protected by it, and the weather has always been good. The village There are also quite a few young adults who can learn spells from the immortals who have been selected to join Fangcun Mountain." Ying Luo said, with a look of longing in his eyes.

"Since there is such a powerful Cultivation Sect, why don't you ask them for help after you are trapped?" Shen Luo frowned.

"It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. Those disciples of Fangcun Mountain in the village used special means to send messages to the mountain, but unfortunately no one responded. Afterwards, they also ventured to try to climb the mountain. In the end, three people went, and only my ancestor escaped. He came back. He was originally a cultivator in the early stage of Soul Concentration, and he was seriously injured and died when he came back. He only left a warning of 'don't go to the mountain', and passed away forever." Ying Luo said with a sigh.

"Maybe something happened on this square inch mountain." Shen Luo said thoughtfully.

"I don't know what happened on the mountain. In short, after the extinction of the Heavenly Demon, the gods there seemed to have disappeared and never showed up again. It's just that everyone in the village still fantasizes that one day the gods on the mountain will come back. "Ying Luo smiled wryly.

"No wonder you want to call me a Fangcunshan monk in front of the villagers." Shen Luo suddenly said.

"This is really a helpless move. The monsters have attacked again and again, and the villagers have long been exhausted and almost desperate. I can only arouse their last glimmer of hope by saying that you are a fairy who came down from Fangcun Mountain, otherwise Even if the monsters stop harassing them, they won't be able to survive." Ying Luo said with a gloomy expression.

Shen Luo recalled the appearance of those villagers before, and thought of their numb and desperate expressions, and suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was really not easy.

"So, it can be regarded as a white lie, but this is not a long-term solution after all." Shen Luo sighed.

"It's better to fight with hope than to wait to die in despair...Speaking of which, thank you for not exposing my lie before." Ying Luo said.

"That's okay. But I'm a little surprised. It seems that there are no other immortal cultivators in this village except you?" Shen Luo shook his head and said.

"Originally there was another one, but after her dantian was injured, she lost all her mana, and now she is no different from an ordinary person." Ying Luo said with a flicker of eyes.

"Is the person you're talking about the white-haired mother-in-law with a bunch of children?" Shen Luo thought for a while before suddenly asking.

"How did you know?" Ying Luo was a little surprised.

"All the villagers, whether they believe that I am a Fangcunshan monk or not, look at me differently from her." Shen Luo said, recalling the old woman's eyes.

"It is indeed her. But you don't have to worry about it. Granny Ma just has a weird temper. Except for me and those children, she hardly talks to other people in the village." Ying Luo said hurriedly.

"Those children..." Shen Luo hesitated slightly when he said this.

Chapter 0143 Probing

"They are all orphans in the village. After their parents died, they have been adopted and taken care of by Granny Ma." Ying Luo sighed and said.

"According to what you said earlier, there were many disciples of Fangcunshan in this Longevity Village. Even after many years, their lifespan is limited, and they should still have inheritance, right?" Shen Luo knew in his heart that behind this must be another Some unspeakable tragic things, so I didn't study them any more, and asked instead.

"Those Fangcun Mountain disciples died when they went out to explore the way, and some died when they climbed the mountain to ask for help. There are not many left. As time passed, one by one passed away. Pass it on again, but the apprentices and grandchildren they recruited lived shorter lives, and some even died earlier than them. A few years ago, when the village began to be attacked by monsters, only Granny Ma and I were left There are two of us." Ying Luo nodded and said slowly.