Chapter 16 This World Is a Bit Chaotic

"The land around Lushou Mountain is really desolate."

Walking on the spacious road, Chen Yuan looked at the scenery along the way and sighed.

Two days have passed since he left the forest.

During this period, Chen Yuan did not rush on the road blindly. Sometimes he cultivated his body and regulated his breath and blood, and sometimes he stopped to explore and understand the world. He also saw the scenery of this world.

As far as I can see now, this world is not much different from Dongxu World. There are many dense forests and dangerous places, and the degree of development is relatively low. During this period, he only saw two dilapidated villages. The residents in them were deserted, and the farmland had long been deserted, leaving only the outline and weeds.

"It is understandable that after more than 30 years of perverse actions by the Lushou Mountain God, the believers and mortals around have long been squeezed out. Either they died or had to migrate."

Just thinking about it, he saw a slowly rising smoke in the distance.

"Finally, I saw traces of living people."

Chen Yuan quickened his pace with a boost of spirit, but soon slowed down again.

Da Da Da——

The rapid and chaotic sound of horse hooves came from the front.

Before anyone arrived, the pungent smell of blood had already drifted over.

Then, more than a dozen colorful horses galloped over, and the people sitting on them howled wantonly and waved their weapons. On the side of the horse, there was a hemp rope net bag, and inside the bloody, there were actually several human heads!

Chen Yuan looked intently and saw that the riders had disheveled hair and colorful clothes that were very different from the Central Plains. The language in their mouths was chattering with rhymes. Although Chen Yuan couldn't understand it, he could see the joy of returning from the killing from the faces of the people who were beaming with joy!

Suddenly, a rider noticed Chen Yuan on the side of the road.

"Ningren?" He asked in a strange accent in the Middle-earth language, and then grinned with a happy smile, "Another prey!"

The other riders cheered immediately and shouted in the same strange accent in the Middle-earth language.

"Hunting! Hunting!"

"Kill!"

They turned their horses around and ran around Chen Yuan.

The leaders brandished swords and slashed at Chen Yuan with murderous intent on their faces!

"After leaving the forest, the first group of people I met were like this. This is not a good sign!" Chen Yuan shook his head, swayed, and came to a horse, sweeping his feet!

Boom!

The tall horse was swept to the ground by him. The man on the horse screamed and rolled down, his face full of confusion. Then he was grabbed by a hand and smashed down!

Snap!

It was like a melon exploding, red and white splashed!

Wow!

The rest of the riders reacted and there was a commotion. Some were in doubt, but some were furious and attacked directly!

Chen Yuan opened his arms and jumped up. He flew through the air like a big bird, and his hands were like a butterfly flying through flowers, tapping the eyebrows of the people on the horse one after another.

Plop, plop, plop.

Sigh!

Half of the people fell off their horses in a short time, and the rest of the people were frightened and finally became afraid, so they galloped on their horses, scattered in a hurry, and fled in a panic.

Chen Yuan did not waste his energy to chase.

"Now that I have the idea of ​​the way of God, I have to find time to sacrifice the sword of disaster. With a flying sword by my side, many things can be done with ease."

Retracting his gaze, he picked up the living person who fell at his feet and asked, "Whose soldiers are you?" From the group's well-founded performance, Chen Yuan saw the method of joint attack and guessed that these people came from the military.

"You, you, you..." The man was so scared that his lips trembled, but he still struggled, "If you kill us, the master will not let you go! You will live a life worse than death, howling every day..."

Crack.

Chen Yuan directly broke his neck.

"Even if you don't say it, I can guess it. Judging from the tone and clothing, it's the so-called wild people." Looking at the scattered net bags and the heads that rolled out, Chen Yuan frowned, "I'm afraid the northwest of Daning is not peaceful."

He found a shaded place on the side of the road, stepped on it, and the soil flew, and a deep pit appeared. Then he raised his hand and grabbed it, and buried several net bags in the pit.

"Kill people and cut off their heads, and bring them back on purpose. Kill innocent people to take credit, or do you have other uses?" Just thinking about it, Chen Yuan noticed a little sound, and his ears moved slightly, catching a sound of footsteps.

"Someone is coming again?"

The footsteps stopped suddenly when they were more than thirty steps away from him.

Soon, a dozen men dressed as soldiers and looking embarrassed parted the grass and walked out.

The leading man had a bandage on his forehead and blood on his body. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a scar under his eyes. His beard was untidy. He glanced at the bodies of the barbarians lying on the ground, then clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "Hello, warrior. Thank you for killing these beasts!"

Chen Yuan asked back: "Which army are you from?"

He really didn't expect that the first two groups of people he met after leaving the mountains and rivers were actually soldiers.

The scarred man looked at the dead people with hatred, and then said: "These people are the advance soldiers of the barbarians! They burned, killed and looted in the villages and towns ahead, and their crimes were heinous! We are entrusted by the villagers to come here for revenge!" But he never mentioned his affiliation.

This is normal. How can a stranger tell the truth when asked casually? But...

Chen Yuan looked at the people behind the scarred man. They were all mentally weak, in a mess, and exhausted. Many of them were injured. In this state, they were going to chase a few energetic young men who were riding horses and holding knives and were in high spirits?

Brother, you don’t tell the truth!

Fortunately, he didn’t intend to delve into it. No matter what it was, it had nothing to do with him.

The scarred man suddenly said at this time: "In fact, there are still a few waves of barbarians roaming around. They are as cruel as beasts. I am afraid that it will be bad for the people around. I dare to ask if the warrior can..."

"No." Shaking his head, Chen Yuan directly refused: "This time it was a coincidence. They provoked me first, so I was killed. Other than that, it has nothing to do with me. Do your own thing." After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for the other party to respond!

"Brave man! Brave man!"

How fast was Chen Yuan? When the scarred man reacted, he couldn't keep up. He could only look at the back of the retreating figure and shook his head regretfully.

He saw that those barbarians were killed in one move. The martial arts of the man who made the move was so high that he had never seen such a high level in his life. If he could win him over and get his help, he could save a lot of trouble...

Thinking of this, the scarred man looked over again unwillingly, and his eyes swept across the token on the waist of the back figure.

The token was simple and red sandalwood in color.

"General's order?!"

Suddenly, he suddenly realized!

"That's right, in this wilderness, on the edge of the battlefield between the two countries, how could such a young master appear for no reason! This must be the young general who came from the capital!"

With this thought, he didn't care about anything else. Seeing the black smoke rising from the direction where Chen Yuan left, he immediately understood.

"Let's go! Let's hurry up and catch up!"

"Ouch..."

"Mom, it hurts!"

"My son!"

When Chen Yuan followed the smoke to the village, he saw collapsed houses, scorched fields, blood-stained soil, and heard wailing, crying and screaming.

The village was not too big, but it was in a mess.

More than 20 bodies were placed in the open space in the middle, including men, women, old people, and half-grown children, all covered with straw.

The wounded with missing arms and legs were leaning against the side of the house, lying in the shadows, or curled up in the corner, wailing.

Farther away, there were old people and children crying.

The clouds were gloomy.

Chen Yuan's nose moved slightly, and he smelled a strange smell. The Shinto flower on his left arm shook slightly.

"There are signs of the heretical way of practicing blood refining..."

"This young Taoist priest..."

The old man with white hair and beard, hunched over, and leaning on a cane, limped over. He stopped from a distance and said with a wary face: "I am the elder of this village. What are you doing here? You can see that we have suffered from the war. There is nothing for you to beg for alms."

Chen Yuan asked: "Who is committing murder here?"

The old man was stunned. He hesitated for a moment, then said with hatred: "They are some barbarian riders."

"So it was those people just now. We were too lenient and shouldn't have let them go. Well, I can't control the world's affairs, but since I've encountered them, I can't just pretend I didn't see them."

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan took out the medicine bottle from his arms, poured out two pills, handed them to the old man, and said: "Get a basin of water, dissolve this pill, and give it to the injured and sick to drink."

"Huh?" The old man was stunned, but didn't dare to take it rashly.

"Can this pill save lives?" But there was a young man with tears on his face. He was kneeling beside his seriously injured mother and crying. He had good hearing. Seeing the elder hesitate, he stood up and asked.

Chen Yuan said to him: "Not to say that it can bring the dead back to life, but as long as he is not dead, it should have some medicinal effect."

His corpse-reincarnation body has its own mystery. It can sense hostility and distinguish good from bad. Although it was just a smell, it can still distinguish the medicinal effect.

"Okay!"

The young man wiped his tears, thinking that it was a last-ditch effort, and didn't care about anything else. He took the pill directly, smelled the fragrance, and immediately became more energetic. He gained a little more confidence and hurried to dissolve it.

"Alas!" The old man could only sigh at the situation, and then smiled bitterly at Chen Yuan: "Master, don't blame me. Think carefully, what else can we do that is worth others' planning? I am too worried."

"Your actions are understandable," Chen Yuan shook his head, and suddenly changed the subject, "When those people committed the crime just now, were there any strange things?"

"Strange things?"

"Yes, for example, whether they were holding any strange objects?"

"This..." The old man looked embarrassed, and finally shook his head dejectedly, "It's really too horrifying. I am a little breathless just thinking about it."

"I remember!" The young man had already dissolved the elixir and was feeding it to my mother. Hearing this, he said: "The leader of the group of beasts originally held a fist-sized bead, and the bead flashed and disappeared."

"Bead..."

Chen Yuan nodded, and became more and more certain that the tragedy in the village was caused by the cultivator.

"That group of people are the vanguard of the barbarians. Could they be working for the military?"

After a cup of tea.

"Get up! Get up!"

"The wound has scarred!"

"Mom! You scared me to death!"

The pill was dissolved by water, and its efficacy was greatly reduced, but the mortal bodies of the people could not bear the pure power of the medicine, and they needed time to digest the medicine. When the time came, they all got better, and some were even pulled back from the gates of hell.

After a while, the crying in the village became much less. After the young man settled his mother, he hurried to Chen Yuan and knelt down, calling him "benefactor". With his lead, everyone followed suit and knelt down.

"Half of the people were going to die in this man-made disaster, but now it's okay, they are saved!" The elder cried with joy and said tremblingly: "Thank you for saving me, Taoist priest! It's just that the village is poor and there is really nothing to repay. Please wait a little longer, let us collect some..."

"No need." Chen Yuan shook his head and said: "You are in trouble, and I have medicine, that's all."

The young man was close, and he was even more excited when he heard this, and he knelt on the ground.

"A real immortal!"

When he saw Chen Yuan dressed in Taoist clothes, he said he was an immortal. Others followed suit and called him an immortal. When they bowed, they naturally thought of the clay sculptures in the temple.

Gradually, strands of incense and wish power rose from everyone and gathered in the Shinto flower on Chen Yuan's left arm.

Chen Yuan was surprised when he saw it.

"This is a pleasant surprise. The Shinto talisman without a foundation is a tree without roots and water without a source. It cannot be replenished. Now there is a turning point. In terms of rewards, this kind of pure heart is more precious to me than gold and white money."

Thinking of doing nothing, he just got what he needed. He had a slight understanding of the mystery of the Tao.

"This is..."

When the scarred man and his group arrived, they saw a scene of the whole village kneeling down to worship the young Taoist!

The scene stunned them for a while. It took them a while to recover and find someone to ask the reason.

When they knew that Chen Yuan had just given him the elixir and cured most of the wounded, the scarred man and the others were surprised, but their eyes were full of eagerness!

As for being seriously injured and dying, how could it be more common than these bloodthirsty soldiers? According to the description of the villagers, this young Taoist priest was equivalent to holding another life!

Thinking of his true identity, the scarred man dared not delay, and led a group of brothers to Chen Yuan, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists over his head, and saluted!

"Zhang Que, the head of the Dingxi Army, and all the brothers, meet General Zhenwu!"

What?

Chen Yuan saw the scarred man coming over, and was about to speak, but when he heard the other party's address, he was stunned.

What is this for?

I think the three-year period has come, and the yellow robe is put on and forced to get on the kang, dragging me into the water?

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