Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

"Found it! Here!"

Everyone turned around subconsciously and saw at least one or two thousand soldiers rushing up the path behind them.

Obviously, the pursuers are coming!

"Hui Jing, get on board first, we'll cover you!"

Hui'an shouted.

Huijing refused. She gritted her teeth and said firmly:

"Senior sister is more useful than me, you get on board! I'll stay!"

At this moment, someone among the pursuers rode out on horseback and walked to the front of the team.

When everyone looked, they saw that the man had gray hair on his temples and a kind face, and it was none other than the Minister of War of Southern Capital.

He stroked his beard calmly and said with a smile:

"If I were to ask you two, you two Taoists should stop fighting and just stay here, wouldn't that be fine?"

Huijing immediately glared at him:

"Mr. Li, as a follower of Cihang Temple, you actually led troops to chase us. Aren't you afraid of angering the temple master?"

Minister Li immediately distanced himself from the matter with righteous words:

"What do you mean by followers of Cihang Temple? Don't flatter yourself! They are just ignorant women and children who followed the trend and came to your temple to burn a few incense sticks. Do you think they are your followers?"

"As for angering your so-called temple master... His Majesty's imperial edict has been sent to Nandu. Do you think she is still alive in the capital?"

As he said this, his face was full of confidence.

He had long disliked Cihang Temple.

After offering sacrifices for so long, he did not get any benefit from Cihang Temple except giving his grandson a bottle of magic dew to save his life at the beginning.

Even that bottle of elixir was bought with 120,000 taels of silver from his family.

Being so arrogant, he should have been punished long ago.

Now, His Majesty has labeled the Cihang Temple as a rebellion, and no matter how powerful the noble is, they dare not protect them.

Naturally, he would seek revenge.

Moreover, although the abbot of Cihang Temple died in the capital, these Taoist nuns must still have the magical elixir in their hands.

By arresting these disciples of Cihang Temple, not only can he clear himself of any connection with Cihang Temple and atone for his sins, but he can also obtain a lot of immortal dew.

At that time, whether it is used to strengthen the body, or to present it to His Majesty or to improve relationships, it will be very good.

It was because of this idea that he jumped out at the first opportunity and personally led the troops of the garrison camp to capture people.

Hui'an and Huijing were very angry when they heard her say that the abbot had died in the capital.

"Mr. Li, you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance today!"

Hui An pursed his lips and stared at Minister Li for a while, then said to Hui Jing:

"Don't delay, evacuate immediately!"

"Don't worry about me, I'm fast and strong, they can't hurt me!"

Huijing also knew that it was meaningless to argue about who would leave and who would stay.

Someone is needed on the ship to lead the disciples of Cihang Temple, and Sister Hui'an's role if she stays behind is indeed greater than hers.

Minister Li sneered when he saw them leaving:

"You want to run? No way!" Then he shouted:

"Archer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two or three hundred archers wearing leather armor rushed forward, pulled their bowstrings to full length and aimed at Hui'an and others.

Hui An also shouted immediately:

"defense!"

However, she had only a few soldiers, and only 30% of them had shields, so the range of defense was very limited.

Minister Li was protected in the center by the soldiers of the garrison camp. He looked at them mockingly and said arrogantly:

"Masters, stop struggling in vain! Surrender immediately, or I'll have you shot into sieves!"

Knowing that the people of Cihang Temple were always kind and merciful, he added:

"Look at the children around you. They are so young. Do you want to take them with you to die?"

Hui'an and Huijing were both struggling.

Surrendering without a fight would damage the reputation of Cihang Temple.

But if we don't surrender, there are still more than 300 children from the Salesian Church here.

"Aunt, just run away by yourselves and leave us alone!"

A young but brave voice rang out from the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a pretty girl about ten years old speaking, with a baby less than one year old on her back.

This child was none other than Lu Erya, one of the first orphans taken in by Cihang Temple.

After more than a year of living a well-fed and well-dressed life at Cihang Temple, she grew a lot taller and her height was now in line with a normal age.

Although there was fear in her eyes, her expression was very firm. Seeing everyone looking at her, she spoke loudly again:

"Friends! If we were still in the Salesian Bureau, we would have been tortured to death long ago. But the temple master and the aunts took us in and let us live for another year or two with good food and drink. We have already earned it! Now, it's time for us to repay their kindness!"

"Everyone, stand up and stand in front of the aunts to buy them time to escape!"

After saying that, she walked out of the crowd without hesitation and stood in front of Hui'an and others.

Then a dozen more children struggled for a moment, then followed her steps and stood in front.

Following their actions, in just a moment another twenty or thirty children stood up.

Upon seeing this, most of the archers in the garrison camp showed pity on their faces and subconsciously aimed their arrows at the ground.

Hui'an looked sad.

Huijing was already in tears, but she tried to hold back her tears while scolding and pulling:

"Children, come back!"

But the children standing in the front seemed to have taken root there, and no one was willing to move.

Even the captain of archers couldn't bring himself to do it.

The oldest child in his family was nine years old, and the youngest was still in swaddling clothes, about the same age as the children standing in front of him.

"My lord, why don't you use the bow and arrow at all!"

Minister Li raised the whip in his hand and whipped the archer, scolding:

"How dare you! They are standing with the Cihang Temple rebels, so they are also rebels! Showing mercy to the rebels, do you also want to rebel?"

The centurion dared not say anything more.

Minister Li glanced at the large ship approaching in the middle of the river and knew that he had to fight a quick battle.

He had just used a telescope to see that there were actually several hundred strong thugs on the big ship, all of them holding a knife. It was obvious that they were the private soldiers maintained by Cihang Temple.

If the two sides were to fight, with the garrison battalion's combat power, I'm afraid there would be a lot of casualties.

He must immediately capture the people on the shore as hostages, and then force the private soldiers to surrender together.

Thinking of this, he looked at Hui'an and the others with cold eyes and loudly issued an ultimatum:

"I will count to three. If you don't surrender, I will order the arrows to be released and all of you will die together!"

After saying that, he started a count full of death threats.

"one!"

"two!"

Just after the second count, a bright white light suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, a huge, dazzling white ball of light appeared in the open space between the soldiers of the garrison camp and the disciples of Cihang Temple.

The brilliant light was like the sun in the sky setting in front of everyone.

It was very close to the soldiers of the garrison camp, only about ten feet away.

"What the hell is this!"

Everyone in the garrison camp could hardly open their eyes. They were shocked and frightened, and subconsciously took several steps back.

After a while, the white light gradually dimmed, and a woman in a white Taoist robe, who looked like a fairy from the Moon Palace, appeared in front of everyone.

An ethereal, majestic voice resounded in everyone's ears:

"Li Gengyuan, you are so brave that you actually lead people to hunt down my disciples of Cihang Temple!"

This strange appearance made the Minister of War Li Gengyuan feel fear in his heart.

But he was a second-rank official and could not lose his dignity in front of so many soldiers.

So, he forced himself to show a fierce expression and shouted:

"who are you?"

The mysterious woman in white did not answer him, but the Cihang audience behind her gave him the answer.

After hearing this voice, the audience at Cihang, who were already filled with despair, became excited.

"Guanzhu!"

“It’s the master!”

"The master is back!"

Li Gengyuan then realized that the person in front of him was the abbot of Cihang Temple who had caused trouble in both Southern Capital and the capital and was now labeled a traitor.

She's not dead!