I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1984 Getting into trouble
Time passed quietly minute by minute, and no one knew how much time had passed. Liu Jun and the others in the carriage had no intention of going out to check the situation.

They just stayed quietly in the car, listening to the sounds coming from outside. The wailing sounds were getting weaker and weaker, and it was obvious that this fierce battle was gradually coming to an end.

"Okay, take the demon dog back." The guard captain's steady and powerful voice sounded again.

After hearing the order, several guards quickly took out something that looked like a small conch from their arms, put it to their mouths and blew hard.

As the slightly low and long sound of "Woo Woo Woo" slowly spread out, the demon dog that was originally outside with blood-thirsty eyes suddenly became quiet as if it had heard some mysterious command.

A hint of tameness appeared in their eyes, which had originally been full of ferocity. They turned around swiftly, rushed back towards the carriage in a few seconds, and got back into the carriage.

These demon dogs are specially raised by the guard team to deal with various dangers, and they often play a huge role at critical moments.

"Go clean up the battlefield. The rest of you stay on guard and treat the wounded." The captain of the guard continued to give orders in an orderly manner.

The guards who received the order to clean up the battlefield quickly took action. And the so-called cleaning up the battlefield was actually not a complicated matter. They first worked together to pile up the bodies lying on the ground one by one.

After the corpses were piled up, a guard took out a special potion bottle from his waist and carefully sprinkled the potion evenly on the pile of corpses.

The potion gave off a pungent smell that filled the air. Then, another guard threw the torch in his hand towards the pile of corpses.

Instantly, the flames burst into flames, and the raging fire quickly devoured the pile of corpses. With the sound of "crackling", the flames burned more and more vigorously. In just a few minutes, the pile of corpses that had originally shocked people turned into a pile of ashes, slowly drifting in the wind.

As for the caravan, after a thorough inventory, it was found that a total of seventeen servants and guards were injured and two died.

The tragic number of casualties made the atmosphere in the caravan particularly heavy. The injured lay on makeshift stretchers, groaning in pain, their wounds still oozing blood, staining the cloth beneath them red.

Some of the uninjured people were busy bandaging the wounds of the wounded, while others looked sadly in the direction of their fallen companions, mourning silently.

At this moment, a gentle and bright white light, without any warning, quickly spread out from the carriage that Liu Jun and his companions were riding in. The white light was as gentle as the warmest sunshine in spring, with an indescribable tranquility and peace.

Although this ray of white light seemed to have spread only over a hundred meters, this seemingly limited range accurately covered everyone present.

At this moment, they were enveloped by white light and felt a warm breath slowly rising from the soles of their feet and quickly spreading to their entire bodies.

The warmth seemed to have a magical power, sweeping away the fatigue from the battle. Everyone could clearly feel that their originally heavy bodies became light, as if all the fatigue was taken away by the white light.

Those who were unfortunately injured in the battle felt the wonder of the white light even more vividly. Their bloody wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the caress of the white light. The wounds that were still oozing blood gradually stopped bleeding, and new skin began to grow slowly.

Those who were seriously injured and were lying weakly on stretchers with their breaths so weak that they seemed like they would die at any time, still had their eyes closed and had not yet woken up from their coma, but their breathing had obviously become steady and strong, and they had been pulled back from the brink of death.

"What are you doing?" Liu Jun widened his eyes and stared at the priest's staff emitting white light in Nia's hand, his eyes full of surprise and helplessness.

The white light full of magical power just now was emitted by Nia waving the priest's staff in her hand.

"I, I was just saving someone." When Nia heard Liu Jun's wrong tone, her heart skipped a beat and she immediately realized that she seemed to have done something wrong inadvertently.

There was a hint of panic and helplessness in her eyes, and she tightly grasped the priest's staff in her hand, as if seeking a little comfort.

"Is there a birdman nearby?" Yao Guangxiao frowned slightly and asked softly.

Compared to Liu Jun, his spiritual awareness was not as strong and could not cover a very long range. However, based on his understanding of Liu Jun and Liu Jun's strange reaction just now, he keenly realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Yes." Liu Jun sighed helplessly, with a hint of solemnity in his voice. He looked into the distance, as if he wanted to see through the layers of trees and see the danger hidden in the dark. At this moment, he knew in his heart that trouble might be coming.

And on a thick tree about eight or nine hundred meters away from them, a two-winged messenger with a strange figure was hiding in it, looking towards the dazzling white light coming towards Liu Jun.

But for some reason, as if it sensed the approaching danger, it suddenly spread its broad and powerful wings, and with a whoosh sound of flapping wings, it instantly soared into the sky and flew towards Qianyu City without hesitation.

Just as the two-winged messenger took off, several green rays of light pierced through the night sky like lightning, and flew towards him at an extremely fast speed. The speed of these green rays was so fast that people had almost no time to react. In the blink of an eye, the green rays directly hit the two-winged messenger who was flying.

With a loud bang, like a heavy object falling to the ground, the body of the two-winged messenger trembled violently, and the originally powerful wings instantly lost their strength. The whole person fell heavily from mid-air, hitting the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

In front of him, a strange figure appeared. It was a small cactus in the shape of a human, and it looked very cute. It was the spirit of the Wutong tree that had always been with Liu Jun.

The Spirit of the Wutong tree was waving its cute little hands, its movements were playful and agile. As its hands waved, countless green vines instantly stretched out from the surrounding land. Those vines seemed to have their own consciousness, quickly crawling towards the two-winged messenger, and in the blink of an eye, they covered his entire body. For a moment, all that could be seen were the dense vines intertwined together, forming a huge green package.

After a while, the vines slowly retracted, as if they had completed an important mission. The two-winged messengers that were lying on the ground had disappeared, as if they had never appeared here.

The Spirit of the Wutong tree shook its body slightly, and a faint green light flashed around it. As the light gradually dimmed, it disappeared silently from the spot, leaving only the grass where it had stayed for a short time, and a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations.

What she didn't notice was that the moment she disappeared, a barely visible white light suddenly burst out from the ground.

This white light was extremely subtle, and if it wasn't in this dim environment, it would be almost imperceptible. It flew out from the ground like a meteor, with a hint of urgency, and then quickly flew towards Qianyu City, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

When the Spirit of Wutong returned to Liu Jun, he also breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face. If their whereabouts were exposed and the Eight-Winged Birdman caught up with them, none of them would survive.

"It's okay, the birdman is dead." Liu Jun said in a relaxed tone.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Nia lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly.

She also understood that her negligence had almost caused a disaster. She was full of self-blame and guilt. She hurriedly apologized to Liu Jun, her eyes full of regret.

"It's okay. Just listen to my instructions next time and do whatever I tell you to do." Liu Jun waved his hand. Although he said it was okay, there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

At this moment, a guard suddenly pointed at Liu Jun's carriage and said loudly: "Brother, I just saw that the white light seemed to be coming from carriage number two."

The carriage that the employer, the coffee painter, was riding in was carriage number one, while the carriage that Liu Jun and his friends were riding in was carriage number two.

The captain of the guard looked at carriage number two in the middle of the team. That carriage had an exquisite appearance, with delicate patterns carved on the body and even the wheels had detailed carvings. It was definitely a luxurious carriage.

The captain of the guard felt a surge of curiosity and gratitude. The magical power that just came from carriage No. 2 allowed the injured people to recover their strength quickly and escape danger.

Unable to contain his gratitude, he walked towards carriage number two, wanting to step forward and express his sincere gratitude.

However, just as he took a step forward, he was blocked by a slender maid.

The maid was dressed in light blue, with gentleness and cleverness in her eyes. She bowed slightly and said politely but with dignity: "Captain Zhang, the young lady specifically told us that there are distinguished guests sitting in this carriage. The young lady told us not to disturb the distinguished guests. I hope Captain Zhang can forgive me."

"Oh, okay, I understand." The captain of the guard was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Listen carefully, no one is allowed to disturb the distinguished guest in carriage number two, and violators will be severely punished!" The captain of the guard turned around and gave orders to the guards around him. He knew these guys too well, and if he didn't give the order, some of them might really be curious enough to come over to take a look.

Although the captain of the guards had issued an order not to disturb them, it did not mean that the curiosity in the guards' hearts had disappeared, nor did it mean that they could not discuss it in private.

The guards sat together, talking heatedly, and the focus of their discussion was always on what kind of important person was in carriage number two.

These guards are not ordinary people. They have traveled all over the country, experienced countless storms, shuttled through swords and swords, and experienced countless life and death tests.

They are well aware of how precious and rare the ability to perform group healing is.

Those who can cast this kind of magic are all big figures with great reputation and respected status in the world.

They speculated on the identity of this mysterious guest. Some said he might be an elder of a powerful faction, while others said he might be a great medical saint who had lived in seclusion for many years. There were many different opinions, but no one had come to a conclusion. Curiosity shone in everyone's eyes, and they were full of endless reverie about the mysterious person in carriage number two.