"Don't worry, everyone. If I can't bring you back to the fortress, I, Jiang Gu, will be in vain as a descendant of the Tianshe Mansion."
Jiang Yan had already made an agreement, or a deal, with the emperor. He would weaken Prince Anling's power on behalf of the emperor, and the emperor would rehabilitate him and allow these refugees to return to the fortress.
"My young prince, there are many demons and demons in Daxuan City. You are not strong enough. If necessary, come and greet a certain family. We, the trapped warriors of the Heavenly Pardon Army, will definitely help you chop off their heads," Shi Laozhi said, patting his chest.
Shi Lao's words aroused everyone's agreement.
Jiang Yan was filled with emotion when he saw that they, the old and the young, could not afford three meals a day, yet they fought tooth and nail for him.
"It's natural. If there is any need for you, I will definitely speak up, but have everyone's lives been so hard all the time?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Young prince, our Sailors don't know how to farm and are good at hunting, bowing and horses. They are natural warriors. In recent years, many people have spent a lot of money to buy them, but I have driven them away.
Even if we starve to death, we are still the North King's trappers. Who do they think they are, worthy of recruiting me?" The eyes of the Stone Prison were full of disdain.
"We, the Jiang clan, owe you all these years." Jiang Yan didn't know what kind of virtues or abilities his father and grandfather had. He had been dead for twenty years, and yet he still had so many die-hard loyalists left behind.
"I have nothing else to help you with now. I have some money here."
Jiang Yan took out half of the million gold he earned from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in one go.
"Take these banknotes and exchange them at Daxuan Commercial Bank to buy some clothes and food. I don't know what kind of trouble you will encounter in the future. Recharge your batteries first."
Shi Laozhi did not refuse and directly collected the banknote.
"Don't worry, I understand!"
"Didn't the people who blocked it in the first place be divided into several shares? How are they doing? Why don't I leave all these banknotes to you?"
The stone prison will not reject anyone who comes, and there will be as many as there are.
"Those of us, except those with fighting ability, have a relatively good life. I often lead people to rob boats passing by on the lake.
But the hardest work is for those women and children. If you have time, young prince, can you come with me? It’s not far!"
"good"
Shi Laozhi led Jiang Gu away from the reed swamp on horseback. In another shady place, Jiang Gu found a larger gathering place, a dilapidated village.
The people in the reed swamp could still survive at least, but as soon as Jiang Yan arrived here, he discovered that there was a terrifying gloom gathering here, which did not dissipate even during the day.
Near the village, there are many people who live on crutches and are looking for food in the fields or in the woods. They haven't eaten enough for an unknown period of time, and they all look sallow and skinny.
Some people fall down while walking and never get up again, and people around them are not surprised by this.
The most conspicuous thing in this village was an altar made up of various jars, which were densely packed and countless. Jiang Gu sensed that the Yin Qi was emanating from the altar.
"What is this..." Jiang Yan asked.
"After a person dies, he will not be buried in the ground. He will carry part of his remains with him, and the rest will be burned into ashes and placed in a jar for worship."
Shi Laozhi said, taking out a finger bone from his bag.
Jiang Yan was a little strange. After death, people will enter the reincarnation of the underworld, and the Yin Qi on the corpse will also melt in the sun in a few short days. How could it be possible to gather such a terrifying scale in the city?
What makes him even more confused is that living people living in such an environment should have gone crazy long ago, but there are tens of thousands of people in this village, and apart from not having enough to eat, it seems that it has not been affected.
"Didn't something weird happen here?" Jiang Yan asked tentatively.
"The young prince wants to ask about Yin Qi, right?"
I didn't expect that a reckless guy like Shi Laozhi actually knew about Yin Qi.
"I heard the old prince say something before when he was still alive. People in Daxuan Kingdom will enter reincarnation after death, but people in the fortress will either turn into heroic fighting spirits after death, or their souls will disappear.
These yin energy can hurt people, but if you keep some bones around you, they will not be harmed.
But this is not absolute. When too much Yin Qi accumulates, the bones cannot protect us. However, King Bei has means to eliminate the Yin Qi, otherwise we will have to move to another camp."
"You mean my grandfather can eliminate Yin Qi?"
This surprised Jiang Yan. Jiang Boluan and Jiang Fengwu should all be enlightened warriors. Apart from the color tying craftsmen, he had never seen anyone else who was enlightened and could control Yin Qi.
"Not only the old prince, but also princes can do it. I have seen it with my own eyes."
"Could it be that my grandfather and father also had enlightenment similar to that of a color tying craftsman?" Jiang Yan thought.
"Too many people have died in our confinement in the past twenty years, so the Yin Qi has gathered very quickly. We are preparing to move to other places. If you, young prince, can eliminate the Yin Qi, we may be able to save this big war."
Shi Laozhi smiled.
"give it to me"
Shi Laozhi watched Jiang Chan walk to the altar. Although Jiang Chan's appearance was very similar to Jiang Boluan and Jiang Fengwu, only by absorbing these yin energy can he truly inherit the bloodline of Tianshe Mansion.
Originally, the painter was the slowest to attain enlightenment in Jiang Yan's practice. He could only absorb the pitiful Yin Qi from the corpse through paper cranes. However, with the Jiazi Divine Curse, he could actively absorb the Yin Qi from heaven and earth.
But such powerful Yin Qi as this altar is really rare. Even if Shi Laozhi doesn't open his mouth, he will not let it go. This is undoubtedly a great tonic for him.
Jiang Gu sat cross-legged in front of the altar, the Jiazi Divine Mantra was running, and all the yin energy between heaven and earth began to gather around him.
The Jiazi Divine Curse is like a long whale drinking from a stream, refusing to reject anyone who comes.
This kind of movement also attracted many people. Next to Shi Laozhi was a skinny old man wearing sheepskin, his eyes were bright at this moment.
"This look..."
"Jiang Yan!"
"Sure enough, there is a successor to the Tianshe Mansion, and we have hope."
"Are you ready to come back?"
"It's not yet time. If we gather together, the power in his hands will be too strong. You should know what will happen to those who make Emperor Tianzuo afraid."
Practicing the practice of opening a hundred acupuncture points gave Jiang Yan a spiritual power that was several times or even ten times higher than that of the same level. However, it was also ten times more difficult to break through the current level.
While absorbing this Yin Qi, fighting spirits holding spears and wearing armor kept appearing in Jiang Yan's mind, exactly the same as those in Pan Valley.
Jiang Yan wondered in his heart, is there any connection between the Yin Qi in Pan Valley and this place?
When all the Yin Qi here was absorbed, Jiang Yan was still at the peak of the Xuanling Realm, with only a layer of window paper left to break through.
But there is such a small distance, no matter how hard you try, you will always fall short.
"Young prince, there is hope for Tianshe Mansion to be revived," Shi Laozhi said excitedly.
Jiang Yan obviously inherited the formidable talents of Jiang Boluan and Jiang Fengwu, and given time, he will surely become as strong as his father and grandfather.
"Let's not mention ZTE for now, at least we can't let them go hungry."
The people in this village are basically not only old, weak, sick, and disabled, but also have no ability to fight. If no one can help them, they can only wait to die.
"In the future, I will ask a person named Fu Yueming to bring them food."
"I'm afraid this will be difficult. The total number of people here, old and young, is almost 100,000. Most of the money I robbed has been spent here."
"Don't worry, I'm a painter. I don't dare to say anything else. I'm pretty good at making money."
Jiang Yan sighed, he never thought that one day he would be as short of money as he is today.
It can be said that Jiang Yan squandered his family wealth, firstly to make up for it, and secondly, these people on the fortress are natural warriors. If they are armed, they will be a force that cannot be underestimated.