"Everyone, come out quickly. Lao San and the others are back safely, and they have brought a lot of prey with them!"
As dusk approached, a hurried voice rang out in a village at the foot of the mountains, and people who heard the cry came out of their houses one after another and quickly looked outside the village.
An old man in linen clothes in the village also hurriedly walked out at this moment. Hearing the news, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he raised his hand with some joy and shouted to the man who was running.
"Huzi, but did Xuewen and the others rescue him?"
The sturdy man ran up to the old man with white beard and hair, shook his head, and then said.
"That should be the case. Xuewen was brought back by Lao San and the others. There is a huge blood stain on his chest."
Upon hearing this, the old village chief's expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the entrance of the village anxiously.
"How is your study situation going? Huzi, go and call Doctor Liang."
Upon hearing this, Huzi nodded quickly and ran to find the old miracle doctor in the village. However, the old village chief hurried towards the entrance of the village with the support of another man.
"Dad, Xue Wen is a scholar, and his body and bones are stronger than mine, so he should be fine."
Search "Spring Gift" on the Xiaoxiang app and new users will receive 500 book coins, and old users will receive 200 book coins] At the entrance of the village, Song Mu watched a group of villagers rushing out of the village carrying the injured men one after another.
There were cheers mixed with cries at the entrance of Shijiang Village. He just stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and looked at the rather small village in front of him unconsciously.
But then Jie Zezhu suddenly said again.
Guo Xiu frowned slightly and looked around again, but suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Although he came to allow the villagers to use the library in that foreign land, the Wen Dynasty only left some masterpieces outside, but there were no books about the practice of Song and Mu.
But I couldn't help but look at Guo Xiu a few times while I held my hands together. I always felt that it was not a bit unfamiliar, but I immediately said that I was okay with it.
"Your Excellency, you are a young man practicing in the mountains?"
When the old village chief took Liang Xiaofu down to check the situation, he chatted with the young man for a few words. Several strong men carried the stretcher and took Xuewen out of the village. However, the old man looked at the station.
Guo Xiu, who was on one side, quickly got down and held his hands.
At this moment, Wen Chao was only interested in the situation in the village, so he immediately asked Rentian.
Ji Zezhu was now sitting on Wen Chao's shoulder, and his big eyes were scanning the surroundings.
Wen Chao also wanted to see someone like Song Liwen come out of his hands, so he kept such a hand.
That was a situation that had never been seen in the Wen Dynasty. In Wenli, it was common for the heirs in the family to cultivate literary works. It can be seen that he was full of literary energy in his old age.
"It should be Wenqi, you and others call it divine power."
"Grandpa, the village chief, that old man is amazing. I took you up outside the forest and flew right in front of daddy. With just a wave of my hand, all these jackals fell to the ground and died."
"Wenqi?"
"Old village chief, I'm sorry for your rudeness, but you think your village is made up of people from many ethnic groups, so you don't have any culture, right?"
But this is definitely the case for half of the people in the city at first glance.
As Wen Chao said this, wherever his eyes glanced, he was filled with admiration.
"It is said that this literary power is the destination for you. Only then can you find a benefactor and repay your kindness."
That really aroused Guo Xiu's interest, and he asked Ji Zezhu.
"Your ancestors were sent here by a small benefactor a hundred years later. They thrived and thrived so much that they are no longer what they are today."
"But when your ancestors closed their eyes, they kept saying that they wanted to go to Wenli."
Guo Xiu's eyes flashed and he asked.
After all, he led us back into it, but we didn't know that it was just a world among his soldiers.
Walking into the village, although there are few thatched houses, the roads are quite clean, with criss-crossing streets nearby, and a hint of gold among the green.
If this is the case, why do these villages in Wenli need the blessing and protection of the Tongwen Monument? If an abnormal monster dares to get close, it will definitely end up in ashes.
As he said this, the other party's face also showed a somewhat proud look.
If you take action yourself, you still know what will happen.
At most, in my opinion, what Wen Chao did was not a miracle.
There were no old men, women, or children among them, but Wen Chao suddenly discovered that not even half of them had any literary energy surging beneath them.
That situation immediately made Guo Xiu extremely surprised. When he looked at her in thought, he saw an old man walking over slowly and hurriedly.
I remember that when I rescued those people, they were all as skinny as adults. Although they barely built a village, it was still in a state of desolation.
Seeing that he was willing to speak directly, Wen Chao nodded and followed him out of the village.
The old village chief brought Wen Chao to his home. They sat down together and filled Guo Xiu's wine glass, but he asked.
"But the jackals in this mountain are also very powerful. Let's go to the entrance of the village quickly."
But now, as far as he could see, the people in the village had rosy complexions, and even Wen Chaofa could see that there were many people who had no literary energy surging underneath them.
Hearing Wen Chao's sudden question, the old man suddenly paused. At this moment, his face showed determination, and he spoke immediately.
...but there are at least a few children among them.
"Oh? Do you know how you got it?"
The old village chief was stunned when he heard those words, and then he suddenly answered.
It would definitely be in a rural village with dozens or hundreds of people without Song Mu lingering around.
"It seems that for such a young man, the people outside the village are living a peaceful life."
Wen Chao raised his hands and said, but the old village chief became more and more respectful. After all, he had never seen such a person before.
But in that world, it was more than a hundred years ago. Those people could not be said to be self-taught, but they could actually produce some mysterious Song Mu in their hearts.
"Xuewen, is he still bad?!"
"It is that kind of divine power that makes your people weak and strong and prolongs their lives."
It's just that although this person is not a scholar, he knows a little bit about Song Mu's movement skills, and he was actually injured by this pack of jackals.
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"Does your Majesty know what place is outside this pavilion?"
The old village chief said this, but now he looked inside and said.
"For hundreds of years, you and other tribesmen have traveled thousands of miles away, but in that land of heaven and earth, there are few people and it is difficult to find traces of Wenli."
"It turns out that Your Majesty rescued you and other clan members. I am truly grateful!"
Ji Zezhu turned his head slightly, wondering whether he agreed or not.
"Have you seen anything else from the pavilion?"
"That old village chief, you are doing just a little bit of work."
At this moment, there were fewer and fewer people coming to the entrance of the village, and there were not even hundreds of people present.
The old village chief was stunned when he heard this, but Wen Chao just smiled slightly and then spoke to the old man.
The old village chief said this and bowed his hands to Guo Xiu. Wen Chao also bowed his hands. However, Lin Qi, the eldest girl who found Wen Chao, suddenly rushed out and pulled the old village chief's sleeves and said.
Wen Chao was holding the kuaizi between dishes and savoring the long-lost human taste. When he heard those words, he looked at the other person and nodded slightly.
"Fortunately, I don't have the divine power given by my benefactor to continue walking up."
In that foreign land, it was not a place to live and work in peace and contentment.
Before the old man arrived, he shouted anxiously. A young woman lying under the stretcher beside her also tilted her head slightly and nodded slightly.
"I guess that's not what your Excellency said next, right?"
Guo Xiu did not let those people practice Song Mu Dharma in the first place because of their status. People from the land of the demon sect were rarely oppressed by the demons, so no one must be extremely thirsty for power. The Wen Dynasty could save our body.
The body, however, controls our desires. If no one has talent, he or she is extremely thirsty for power.
The old village chief said.
"Perhaps I'm putting it euphemistically, it's not the place it is now. Does your Majesty know where Wenli is?"
The old village chief stepped forward anxiously, and the people around him who heard this also headed towards the entrance of the village.
"Your Majesty is rescuing your people today. It's like going into the village to have a talk. I'll also prepare some light wine to entertain you."
As the big guy said this, his eyes were looking at Wen Chao's face involuntarily, full of reverence at this moment.
Because Guo Rao was like this, Wen Chao was also quite curious about the situation behind him. When he rescued the wealthy people who were shrouded in the shadow of the demon clan, many of them were discerning.
It had been a long time since Guo Xiu heard the words "Wen Li", but at this moment, he paused and knew how to answer these words.
Wen Chao also frowned when he heard that. Shi Jie looked at the other party, but the other party continued.
The only person in the scholarly realm was a young man in his prime who he rescued in the mountains led by this big girl.
Moreover, it is difficult for non-talented people to rely on stars to advance to a higher level, so the Wen Dynasty was worried about those people being able to read and write.
That was not the young man who was saved by Wen Chao and had no talent as a scholar.