The wounds on the girl's body had been simply bandaged, her face looked very pale, but her eyes were still bright, which was different from the rest of the people around her.

"Although fellow Taoists helped us fight back these animals, it is difficult to guarantee that new monsters will not come again. Brother Qingniu, you lead everyone to repair the village gate and... to collect the corpses outside. Sister Yu, you and Aunt Luo use the meat of the giant birds to cook for everyone. We haven't cooked meat for a long time, and the rest are pickled." The girl turned her head and said.

"Okay." The dark man who asked before responded neatly.

"Yingluo, don't worry, leave it to us." Two women in their thirties and forties wiped their faces and said quickly.

Chen Luo saw that the woman was obviously in serious condition, but her smile did not diminish. It was obviously not the kind of forced smile, but the sincere smile from the heart. She looked quite bright and moving, making people feel refreshed.

Under her infection, the villagers cried quickly and dispersed to help clean up the messy village.

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me." Yingluo then turned around and said in a crisp voice to Chen Luo.

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

"You are really a god on Fangcun Mountain. Why are you here now? Why are you here until my husband and son die?" When they walked up to them, a middle-aged woman with a haggard face leaning against the door suddenly spoke and asked in a questioning tone.

As soon as Shen Luo stopped, he subconsciously wanted to clarify his words, but he saw Yingluo wink at him secretly and swallowed the words to his mouth.

"Of course, fellow Taoist came from the square inch, otherwise how could we save us from water and fire in such a dangerous time?" Yingluo looked at the middle-aged woman and said.

"It's really a god from Fangcun Mountain..." When everyone heard this, someone shouted loudly.

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

"It's saved now!"

The others were also happy.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, and felt a little surprised. Is he a Fangcunshan monk? What is the difference between these people?

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a cold gaze and quickly looked into the village gate. He saw the white-haired old woman who had sacrificed her life to protect the children standing inside, staring at him indifferently, as if she did not have the joy of others at all.

Beside him were a dozen or so children of eight or nine years old, all of whom were timidly stumbled their heads and looked at Shen Lou.

The old woman's eyes were deep and her eyes were dark, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Ying Ruo also noticed Chen Luo's gaze and also looked towards the gate of the village. Then Chen Luo saw the old woman's gaze staying on Ying Luo for a moment, as if she had exchanged some eyes, so she took the children away without saying a word.

Chen Luo then followed Yingluo through the village gate and entered the village, and suddenly felt desolate.

The houses in the village are dense and scattered. Most of the houses near the village gate have collapsed. The broken walls piled together are covered with black moss, and the white paper traces of the walls can be vaguely seen on the broken window ridges.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up dust on the ground, and the few weeds left on the roof flew into the air.

Chen Luo waved his hand, rushed away and drifted to the dust in front of him, and followed Yingluo to the village with deep and shallow feet.

Yingluo kept silent and couldn't speak. He looked around and looked at the entire village.

As we pass along the way, there are few green trees on the roadside. Most of the ones we see are dead elm willows, with bare bark left, leaving only bare trunks standing beside with twisted branches.

Just after the "hustle and bustle" at the entrance of the village, the village returned to silence, with only low winds and intermittent sobs floating from nowhere, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

The two of them walked around a collapsed house and were about to continue walking forward, Chen Luo suddenly frowned. Looking behind him, he saw a thin short figure hid on the side.

"Chen Guanbao." Yingluo also noticed someone following him and called out.

Then, a little boy wearing a shabby blue cloth shirt walked over with a somewhat restrained look.

Chen Luo had a little impression of the handsome boy in front of him, and seemed to have been standing beside the old woman before.

"Sister Ying." The handsome boy hid his hands behind him, walked to Yingluo and whispered.

"Chen Guanbao, what are you doing with me?" Yingluo asked softly.

Upon hearing this, the handsome boy raised his head and looked at Chen Luo, paused slightly, as if he had plucked up the courage for himself, and then said to Chen Luo: "Brother God, can you teach me how to learn magic? I also want to fight monsters like Sister Ying and defend the village!"

Chen Luo was moved when he heard this, and his eyes looked at Chen Guanbao's face again.

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

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

Yingluo seemed to see the hesitation of the sinking, raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head, and smiled:

"Sister knows that Chen Guanbao is very brave, but you are too young now and cannot learn magic. Let's talk about it when Chen Guanbao grows up."

"Sister Ying, I'm not young anymore. When the monster came, I was still protecting Tian Niu and the others." Chen Guanbao straightened his chest and said loudly.

"Okay, okay, Chen Guanbao has grown up. But my sister and the fairy brother still have something to say. You go back first, and Grandma Ma can't find you later, and it's time to curse people." Yingluo said with a smile.

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

But soon, he turned around again, took out a wrinkled wild fruit from behind and handed it over.

Chen Luo was a little surprised when he saw this.

Because the direction the wild fruit handed it to was not Yingluo, but him.

"Is it for me?" Chen Luo asked.

"Thank you, Brother Shen, for saving Sister Ying, and for saving us." Chen Guan took care of himself and nodded.

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

He looked at the small figure and felt a warm feeling in his heart and a smile on his face.

Yingluo saw it, his eyebrows moved slightly, then looked at Shen Luo, then turned around and continued to walk forward.

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

She led Chen Luo for a while and finally entered a bamboo house.

"Who is fellow Taoist? Why did he suddenly appear in our Changshou Village?" As soon as he entered the house, Yingluo closed the door and suddenly asked with a solemn expression.

"Didn't you tell the villagers that I am an immortal cultivator from Fangcun Mountain?" Chen Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and said with some displeasure.
Chapter completed!