"He is Jinting. I went down the mountain to Changyang Zhenren to meet him. He is a disciple of Changyang Zhenren."
Qiuqiu had no chance to make friends, and Jin Ting was one of the few people. Apart from him, Qiuqiu counted again, and there were really not many. When he counted forward, Senior Brother Jinghai could count one, but he was no longer there. When he counted later, Guan Wei and Lin Suren were also good, and could barely be considered friends. Although Jin Ting was not familiar with her, Qiuqiu felt that this person was simple and enthusiastic and easy to get along with, and he still had a good impression of him.
As a result, after a few years of separation, the situation was completely different when we met again. Qiuqiu thought that it was probably impossible to be friends like before in the future, and his identities were different.
Just now, when Jin Ting came in, she recognized him at a glance, but Jin Ting didn't dare to look up at her, just caring about saluting.
"Is that the time I went down the mountain?"
"Yes, that's the time."
Qiuqiu could still clearly remember the details of that time. They were all four, and Jingfei insisted on eating glutinous rice candy cake when she entered the town.
The sugar cake tasted very good. Now that I think about it, the noodles seem a bit hard and the sugar filling tasted not pure. But I thought it was delicious at that time.
Almost choked.
Although Qiuqiu was just a companion to go down the mountain as a companion, Jingfeijing bought the painting because of it. After returning to the mountain, she was suspected by her fellow disciples because of the monster.
When he thought of these follow-ups, Qiuqiu's smile disappeared.
"There are many people coming to the town, and I also saw the elders of Jingbomen." Qiuqiu asked, "How are the disciples of Jingbomen?"
"The monsters have completely eroded them from the inside out. Their bodies have begun to fester." Shi'er calmly stated this fact: "If these monsters are not captured by me, they will look for people who are cultivating, such as spiritual energy, blood and flesh. They feed on them, which can strengthen their strength and maintain the possessed body without**."
"Are those disciples actually considered dead?"
Shi'er nodded.
There has been no good news lately.
What Qiuqiu said won’t make people feel relaxed either.
"The war spread too fast," the news brought by the villagers of Heshan Town is unsettling. People who practice cultivation will not settle in densely populated and prosperous places, whether it is Xiuyuan Mountain or Wulou Mountain. There are hundreds of miles from the nearest big city, but the people of Heshan Town who want to move away actually encountered war disasters halfway and had to return.
However, even worse news is still coming.
The elders of Jingbo Sect and the heads of two other sects went up the mountain together. The news they brought was that the wars were being rigged and provoked behind their backs. He also brought evidence - it was a small porcelain bottle. The bottle looked dark and it was no different from an ordinary medicine bottle if you didn't look carefully.
"At that time, Brother Jizong and I joined forces. We didn't capture the person hiding in the chaos... Yes, he is a human being." Elder Yang from Jingbo Gate looked serious: "It's not a monster."
In the bottle are collected dead souls.
Whether the person who collected the dead souls had anything to do with the outbreak of war was still uncertain.
But what is the purpose of collecting dead souls? As Qiuqiu knows, it is all for harming the world. This small bottle doesn't look big, but it can at least have thousands of resentment from the dead souls. After refining, this inconspicuous small bottle can destroy a city without any effort.
This happened before.
The Central Plains has never been a land of peace. Even without monsters, many people have embarked on the evil path. They practice with all kinds of evil and vicious methods, and use any means to treat human life as if they are tolerated.
Looking at the small bottle, Qiuqiu felt that things were getting more and more complicated.
It seemed that everyone was in a huge panic and confused manner.
Qiuqiu thought she had to do something to prevent all this from happening.
Stop everything from moving towards the worst direction.
But what can she do? What should she do?
In the past, the master would tell her what to do and what to do.
But now the master is gone.
Qiuqiu felt that his heart was cut and hurt so much.
But she was still hunched and reminded herself cruelly that the master was no longer there.
She could no longer think about discussing everything with her master and relying on her master to make decisions for her.
What should she do?
Huo'er came out of nowhere and gently licked her palm with her tongue.
It often sneaks out by itself, and when it comes back, it always brings some small things. Once, it even brings back a living bird with beautiful feathers. After Qiuqiu released the bird, it still looks a little regretful.
Qiuqiu touched its head to comfort it and gave it little jerky food.
The tranquility is temporary now. After the collapse of Xiuyuan Mountain, no trace of monsters appeared again.
But Qiuqiu felt that the calm and fragile now was like a layer of paper, and it would be broken with one poke.
It was getting dark, and the tired and exhausted Duguanguan and others at the foot of the mountain finally waited for their reply.
Jin Ting had tried his best, but his master was in seclusion. He begged several elders but refused to stand up for him to take on this matter. There was only one deacon, who was also from Heshan Town. He finally thought of some old incense and helped him think of another way. These people actually just needed a place to settle down. They wanted to move away but failed, and they wanted to come back and found that they had nowhere to stay. So as long as they settled down first, they didn't have to alarm the elders to worry about this matter.
Jin Ting asked stupidly: "How to settle them?"
This child has also become a master since he was a child. Although he would deal with ordinary people when he lived in the medicine house with Changyang Zhenren, he really didn't know how to fill the stomachs of so many people, and he didn't know where else to place them besides the town? For ordinary people, the weather is still severe now, and so many of them sleep in the wild will definitely freeze to death. Young and strong people are better, but many of them are old, weak, women and children, and there are even babies who are just less than a hundred days old.
"It's too late tonight. Isn't there an empty yard in the west of the town? Let them just put it in one night. Tomorrow I'll say hello to the people in the town and discuss this matter."
Jin Ting thought about it and remembered that there was such an empty abandoned yard in the west of the town. I didn’t know if it was a stage or somewhere before. I had been in the old age and couldn’t live there any longer. I was afraid that there was not even a roof for those houses, and it was unlikely that there would be food there.
But he has no other way yet. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)