You rascal, stop right there!

Since the fall of Daying that year, Xuanli has carried out large-scale searches in the past few years, resulting in losses of more than tens of thousands.

Now there are about 20,000 captives from Daqing, including at least 10,000 women and 1,000 children and the elderly.

The few thousand young and strong men were arranged to do hard labor, slaves, or be used for archery banquets and entertainment.

The number of people is almost declining...

Rescuing all the captives was not something that ordinary people like them could consider or do.

Luo Wenqi couldn't help but sigh and said, "Hey, Xiaobai, you really are the one who never stops talking until you shock people!"

The people around him nodded in agreement.

Bai Wan was very angry: "Some things, how can you know the results if you don't try?!"

Ling Shumo said softly, "Many things in this world can only be achieved if you think about them."

The two people's perverse logic of using eggs to hit stones -

However, since one dared to rebel and the other dared to kill his master, there was nothing I couldn't imagine.

Shanhua Temple is now the first national temple in Xuanli. This abandoned courtyard was originally the first temple built by the people in the civilian area of ​​Xicheng.

Since it was favored by the royal family, it was moved to the northern part of the city and covered with golden walls and glazed tiles, and no one cared about the old courtyard anymore.

As they entered the room, they were tripped by the gap in the door.

The entire ear hall was dilapidated, but it was kept clean and tidy, and all objects were extremely close to each other.

Looking again, there was a wooden frame on the bed to prevent him from moving around and getting his feet burned.

Bai Wan looked at the crutch in his hand along the wooden frame, and began to cut the corners with a dagger, trying to make the edges as rounded as possible, and then padded them with some cloth strips.

Ling Shumo, who was standing by, looked around the room and helped to fetch some water.

A Yan stopped for a moment and immediately tidied up the spider webs and fallen leaves nearby.

Luo Wenqi, who was unable to argue with the crowd, sighed. He was pushed back into the house, then slowed down and sat back down.

He was the youngest among the three saints, so naturally he had always been looked after.

"Little Luoluo, this place must have been even more dilapidated before. Did someone help you clean it up?"

Bai Wan handed over the repaired crutch with understanding, looked around, and found that everything from the four treasures of the study to snacks and dried fruits was available.

He leaned over and spoke teasingly.

"That kid Chen Er..."

Based on my understanding of Chen Xingyi, if he really disliked someone, he would not make arrangements for every detail.

The entire Xuanli region worships Buddhism and Taoism, so it is impossible for them to come here even to capture fugitives and people from Daqing.

A long time later, when everyone talked about this incident, someone refused to admit it and insisted that he had found the shelter by accident.

Luo Wenqi smiled lonely: "Well, but I'm lucky!"

Dim eyes.

He stretched out his hand, frowned as he looked at his burned right leg which was being treated with medicine, and didn't want to touch it.

Probably since people started talking about sworn brotherhood, he had given up on the idea.

At this moment, there were several sounds of fighting outside the door.

Crack!

Boom!

"Isn't this place supposed to be safe? Why is there someone else here?"

At this time, Guo Yuanmin rushed in with Chen Xingyi on his back.

It seemed that he had had a fight with Lin Yan outside the door, and stumbled into the room in a hurry.

"Young Master!" A Yan really couldn't stop him.

The man hurried in and raised his eyes: "Who are you?!"

A bookish man in blue clothes, a man in a thick cloth jacket, both looked like ordinary scholars who were powerless.

"Old...boss..."

Chen Xingyi finally raised his head, bent his back and whispered to stop it.

When they saw the person coming, they were shocked.

"Hey, let me see where you're hurt?!"

Luo Wenqi didn't even have time to use his crutches, he just jumped forward on one leg and moved forward.

Looking at the two injured people in front of him, Bai Wan was stunned at first, then stepped forward angrily: "The shoulders and legs are injured, who did this?!"

"I have prepared medicine for your injuries. You guys lie down and bandage yourself first." Ling Shumo looked at him and quietly opened the bundle.

Guo Yuanmin was reluctant to let go, but he saw Chen Xingyi lightly grasp his shoulders and nodded.

Therefore, he understood in his heart that these people must have known him for a long time and were trustworthy as they looked so concerned.

They were probably all old acquaintances of Chen Xingyi.

"Boss, why... would you do this?"

Chen Xingyi was half lying on the bed, and others were still helping him apply medicine.

He cut open the clothes very efficiently and sprinkled medicine powder on them.

Bai Wan remained unmoved, his laughter and conversation making people feel the pain of the medicine, and he said casually:

"Of course... take you back home!"

Return to China——

The tone is serious and solemn, and has its own power and credibility.

As if it were a matter of course.

Hearing this, even Guo Yuanmin was shocked.

Everyone knows the grudge between the Xuanli people and the Daqing people. To have the courage to go deep into the tiger's den is really courting death!

He couldn't help but look at this arrogant man with suspicion.

"Brother, they are not others. They are my sworn brothers, close friends."

Chen Xingyi said, slightly sideways.

Sighing, Guo Yuanmin had to say:

"The Yan man's surname is Guo, his name is Yuanmin, and he is a fellow Xingyi practitioner. I cannot disclose the cause of my injury. I am deeply grateful for your kindness in saving my life."

Although he looked strong and powerful, he bowed properly and spoke meaningfully, showing some literary spirit.

His shoulder was wrapped with white cloth by A Yan, who had just fought with him. It can be said that they became friends after a fight.

"My surname is Bai, and these two are surnamed Ling and Luo," said Bai Wan.

"Bai! Ling! Luo?! Big win over the Three Saints of the Painting Academy?"

Guo Yuanmin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see through the people opposite him.

No one else could guess these three surnames, but he, who had been negotiating with Chen Xingyi for a long time, could naturally guess them.

In particular, Han Miaoran changed his name and was wanted by Xuan Li across the country. It was not easy for him not to know about this daring painter.

Bai Wan sneered: "I can't be called a saint. I just know some simple talismans."

Almost a joke...

Guo Yuanmin couldn't help but shake his head as he thought about the deeds of the Painting Saint and the miraculous rumors he had heard about him.

"If Master Bai wants to say so, then so be it!"

Now, they are also considered enemies of Xuanli, and the National Master will definitely not let them go.

What painting saint, calligraphy saint, secret door assassin...

Facing a powerful force, we are nothing but ants!

At this moment, when he looked at Chen Xingyi next to him, he felt that his pupils were dim, and his gaze met that of Luo Wenqi, who was deliberately avoiding it.

Almost everyone in the room noticed the sudden estrangement between the two people.

A nice bed, a soft couch.

As a result, three injured people were lying there.

Chen Xingyi almost deliberately went to the soft couch farther away from Luo Wenqi, and remained silent.

Bai Wan frowned slightly: "Do you owe each other millions of taels of silver?"