My enemies became my companions

Chapter 536: The Old, the Weak, the Sick and the Disabled (Two in One)

Seeing the girl staring at him, Chu Yiyuan felt ashamed that they had actually seen such a miserable scene.

Although the brothers and sisters of the Shenjiao sect are brothers and sisters, it is precisely because of their closeness that it is even more difficult to be seen with these things. If they go back and spread the word that the White Lotus Sect members are all old, weak, sick and disabled, how should people deal with them?

Chu Yiyuan took a few steps forward and took the initiative to say, "This is just a small base. We will stay here for a few days and leave after the handover. We will have to inconvenience you for a while."

Unlike the girl, Chen Yi only took a quick glance and replied, "I understand, but we'd better do it as soon as possible. Rumor has it that the heroes of Longhu Mountain will soon raise the banner to attack the White Lotus Sect. We'd better find out as soon as possible."

Chu Yiyuan nodded repeatedly. He knew very well about the Heroes' Meeting at Mount Longhu. In order to avoid the might of the White Lotus Sect, Mount Longhu closed its doors and invited Taoists from all over the world to help.

As for matters in the martial arts world, it is often the case that you help me and I help you, you look for others to help me, and I look for others to help you. After the news spread throughout the world, in addition to Taoists, a large number of people from the martial arts world also gathered there. It is human nature to join in the fun, so a Taoist sword-fighting gathering became a gathering of heroes through word of mouth.

Chu Yiyuan hated this deeply. Normally, when there was trouble, no one would show up, but when it came to suppressing the White Lotus Sect, all the martial arts masters came.

Chen Yi continued to ask: "By the way, what is Master Chu Xiang going to hand over here?"

Chu Yiyuan smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "Su Hongtao is the culprit of the Huguang incident, but I am afraid that I am also to blame. Now I am afraid that the higher-ups will investigate and I have to do something to atone for my sins."

Su Hongtao's soul was annihilated, and Chen Yi did not let Jiyuan's soul go either, so there was no need to worry about being exposed too early. However, Chu Yiyuan's idea of ​​redeeming his sins still made people curious.

Chen Yi asked, "A job to atone for one's sins?" He looked around, "Is there anything special here?"

Chu Yiyuan had anticipated Chen Yi's question, and he said meaningfully, "Let's talk about it later. Even I have to find out the situation first."

.........

The village was so dilapidated that it was unbearable to look at. Weeds grew everywhere, moss grew under the old stone walls, there was no sound of poultry or livestock, and there were bumpy stone tablets standing in the abandoned fields.

Although there are people living here now, there are no signs of regular human life. Instead, it looks abandoned. It seems that these White Lotus members also came from somewhere else.

The three of them temporarily stayed in the ancestral hall of this village, and Chen Yi tried to find out the news intentionally or unintentionally.

Judging from the few words Chu Yiyuan told the surrounding villagers, they were digging some underground relics here.

Is there a secret place under my feet?

When Chen Yi was thinking, a voice suddenly said in his ear:
"It's a little weird here."

Who else could it be? It must be the old saint who stays in the cauldron all day long.

Chen Yi then asked, "What did you see?"

"Not sure. We need to look at the terrain first. I feel... it is somewhat similar to the place where they dug out my tripod." said the old saint.

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, catching a clue from it. Why was she hiding in this tripod? What was the true origin of this No Life Tripod? These were all information that the old saint had never revealed to him.

All Chen Yi knew was that this tripod was definitely not something that belonged to the White Lotus Sect.

He turned around, told Yin Tingxue and Donggong Rushu to stay put, then got up and left.

There was a hint of sadness between Yin Tingxue's brows. She wanted to say something, but she didn't want to delay Chen Yi, so she held it back. After Chen Yi left, she looked around, watching the White Lotus Sect members coming and going outside the ancestral hall, and finally sighed.

Although what she saw along the way in Huguang was dilapidated, she didn't go too deep into the territory. Only this girl who grew up in a royal palace knew what it meant to be displaced.

The girl from the East Palace on the side was heartless and not as sentimental as the young girl. She had been hungry for a long time, so she took out naan and bacon from the ground.

Martial artists are not Taoists or monks who can eat wind and drink dew and go without food. The foundation of martial arts training starts with eating. Unless one reaches the level of a master, one can only go without food for a dozen days at most.

However, Miss Donggong does not have the bad habit of skipping meals.

The dagger sliced ​​the smoked meat and rolled it into the naan. Donggong Ruoshu took a few bites of one and soon started slicing more meat. Yin Tingxue moved her ears slightly and saw two or three children standing outside the door, staring at the food in Donggong Ruoshu's hand.

Yin Tingxue said to Donggong Ruoshu, "Anything else? I want some too."

Donggong Ruoshu gave her a piece of cake, and Yin Tingxue divided it into several pieces and handed them to the children. They grabbed them and ran away quickly and fearfully.

They seemed to treat them as goddesses who could not be offended, and did not dare to have too much contact with them for fear of offending them. Yin Tingxue heard such words.

After Yin Tingxue left and came back, Dong Gong Ruoshu kept saying, "So you wanted to give it to someone else. Why didn't you say so earlier? It's actually not necessary."

"Is it not necessary?" Yin Tingxue asked.

Donggong Ruoshu pointed to a place and said, "Look there."

Yin Tingxue looked in the direction he was looking and saw several women gathered around a pot, adding firewood and watching the fire under a tree not far from the ancestral hall.

There was indeed a pot burning there, and it seemed that there was something to eat.

"I saw them cooking something."

As he spoke, Donggong Ruoshu called out in a familiar voice:
"What delicious food are you cooking?"

The women were startled and stood up immediately. When Yin Tingxue took a few steps forward, they all lowered their heads timidly. Only an old woman thought of something and quickly stood in front of the pot.

The old woman tried to hide it shyly, but Yin Tingxue still saw it. Grass leaves and yellow mud were boiling in the pot behind her...

"That's not edible." Yin Tingxue paused for a long time and said, "It's just yellow mud, grass roots, and leaves."

"Oh, they are cooking salt. My master said that mud can be used to cook salt."

Compared to Yin Tingxue, Miss Donggong has much more experience in the martial arts world. She continued:

"Just wait and see. They have something else to eat. It must be some bean rice, sweet potato, mushy rice soup or something like that. All of these are edible."

“…Is this all they eat?”

"Yes, otherwise I would have eaten tree bark, which is not tasty."

Donggong Ruoshu is heartless and speaks like a child. He doesn't care about wealth, status, or social status, and he has no sorrow or compassion.

Yin Tingxue looked at all this and couldn't bear it, so she asked, "Sister Donggong, can you share some food?"

"That's mine." The East Palace girl said, "I know you, so it's okay to give it to you, but I don't know them."

The stupid girl's mind was not so complicated, but considering the distance between relatives and friends, and the debt to be repaid, Yin Tingxue thought for a moment and said, "How about I owe you a favor?"

"That's fine." Donggong Ruoshu immediately gave her a few cakes, "You have to help me seduce Chen Yi in the future."

Yin Tingxue smiled. The East Palace girl had a big chest and a big heart...

She immediately felt ashamed for her previous hostility towards Miss Donggong, and secretly thought that she would have to help Donggong Ruoshu in the future.

.........

From what Chen Yi saw along the way, he knew that those who stayed here to do the excavation work were all old, weak, sick and disabled.

He has always known that the White Lotus Rebellion did not come without a source, and these displaced civilians were the root of the White Lotus Rebellion.

Precisely because he had known all this for a long time, he would not be shaken in his support for the White Lotus Sect. Common people were common people, and the White Lotus Sect was the White Lotus Sect.

Chen Yi climbed up to a high place and looked into the distance, taking in the terrain. The mountains were rolling and the village was located in a valley between the mountains, in a low-lying area.

It should be the gathering place. When it rains heavily, this place will be submerged by the water. If a village is built here, there will be countless souls underwater. But...

Chen Yi could not smell any Yin Qi. "This is weird." Chen Yi murmured.

"Rainwater generates Yin energy. Wherever it rains, Yin energy will gather there." The old saint said, frowning, "Why don't you make it rain and see?"

Playing tricks is a good trick of Taoist priests. Zhou Yitang never gave Chen Yi a formal Taoist title. He is just a mountain Taoist priest, which is his old trick.

Chen Yi took out a rain-praying talisman. The talisman paper was dark brown and the handwriting was beautiful. It was obviously drawn by Yin Weiying. He glanced at it and found that the end was not well drawn, so the effect would be weakened. Well, let's do another calculation.

Chen Yi exhaled lightly and was about to throw the talisman paper away when he inexplicably felt a chill on his cheek.

Huh?
Chen Yi picked up the talisman paper, his stern face was stained with raindrops, and a drizzle fell from afar.

someone.

…………

"Old Senior, can this method really force out the White Lotus Sect members?"

There were shadows among the trees, and voices were heard from within.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this is to collect Yang Qi."

"Asking for yang energy? What does that mean?" asked another one-eyed man.

"The yin and yang of heaven and earth are not clearly defined. There is yang in yin and yin in yang. If we look for it this way, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. We will never find it until we die."

Zhang Shengzhen said slowly:

"Here, as long as the Yin Qi is strong, the Yang Qi will be like a dot of ink on a piece of white paper. Wherever the White Lotus Sect members gather, they will be exposed."

"I don't understand. If I don't kill anyone, my knife will become blunt." said the one-eyed man.

"Old senior, don't bother with this rough guy. Once we kill these White Lotus Sect members, we will have our own reward."

The person who spoke was the leader of this group of warriors, named He Wei. They were from Jinzhou, Shanxi, and were traveling south to attend the Heroes' Meeting at Mount Longhu.

Since we are going to pay homage to the mountain, how can we not perform the ceremony? We have heard from a monk that this is the logistics base of the White Lotus Sect. If they kill several heads each, it will be a disgrace to their Zhedao Sect.

Zhang Shengzhen smiled and said, "I admire your heroic spirit. I also want to go to Mount Longhu, so why don't we go together?"

When these words were spoken, all the men present began to hesitate. It was obvious that the Zhang Sheng they found in this town was just a mountain hermit who wanted to borrow the name of their Folding Knife Sect to get to Longhu Mountain. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to bring such a person with them to the Heroes' Meeting?
It’s just that I need help from others right now, so it’s hard to say it.

Zhang Shengzhen saw this and said with a little displeasure: "Don't look at me as a poor Taoist. I had a very pleasant conversation with Fairy Lu from Yinjian Mountain who rode a crane down from a dragon and a tiger some time ago, and we had a good relationship with each other."

He Wei laughed and said, "I will never neglect you, senior. Let's go find someone first."

Although Zhang Sheng was really unhappy, after all, these people had paid him, and right now he needed to show his prowess in order to subdue these crude warriors.

As the rain fell, Zhang Sheng was muttering to himself.

After a while, he said, "I found it."

Everyone came over, their faces solemn.

"But," Zhang Shengzhen frowned and murmured, "They are all old, weak, sick and disabled..."

When these words were spoken, everyone was slightly stunned. They had thought it would be a bloody battle with swords flashing and sabers clashing, but they did not expect it to be like this.

Come to think of it, if they were not old, weak, sick or disabled, why would they stay in this remote place where no one lives?

But in this case, should we still fight? According to the rules of the underworld, the old, the weak, women and children should not be killed, so we had to go back home.

After everyone was silent for a long time, someone suddenly spoke up:

"Since you're here, you might as well kill him."

A man slapped his thigh and said, "That's right, they are all evil people, none of them are innocent."

"Haha, who cares about the old, weak, sick and disabled? I'll kill them all!" said the one-eyed man, drawing his big knife.

"We'll pick the weak ones. Hey, we won't kill them unless they're old, weak, sick or disabled."

A group of folding knife men shouted and yelled, and in just a few moments they had overcome the rules of the underworld.

On the contrary, the old Taoist priest Zhang Shengzhen's face turned pale. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally let out a sigh.

Who asked these old, weak, sick and disabled people to join the White Lotus Sect? Since they have fallen into the evil way and become evil White Lotus people, all we can say is that everyone has his own destiny.

A group of men came down the mountain with knives in hand, and walked along the mountain road towards the ruined villages. The flashing of their knives was cold and bright, and they looked like a tiger descending the mountain. Even the most vicious bandits would have to think twice when seeing them.

The water from the well does not interfere with the water from the river.

but.

Suddenly a breeze blew by, and He Wei saw a young man in Taoist robes, holding a sword and a knife on his back, standing in the middle of the mountain path. He looked like a solitary figure like a dot of ink, and with his sleeves blown by the wind, he looked like a ghost.

The men slowed down their pace, but still kept going. He Wei rubbed the handle of his knife and was about to ask, "Who is coming?"

"who are you?"

Before they could speak, this man asked back.

"Who are we?" The one-eyed man laughed loudly and said, "Who are you, you stinky idiot, blocking my way for no reason? Get out of here as far as you can. It's none of your business."

It's obvious that he encountered an obstacle and he wanted to use his power to drive the person away.

The man didn't leave. Not only that, he walked towards me slowly.

Dressed in Taoist robes, the White Lotus sect members love to pretend to be Taoists. He Wei turned his eyes sideways and winked at the one-eyed man, signaling him to step back.

The one-eyed man immediately understood and stepped aside half a step, allowing He Wei to step forward.

The Taoist stood in front of He Wei. He Wei smiled and clasped his fists, saying:

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you. I wonder if you have heard of the Jinzhou Folding Knife Sect?"

Before he could finish his words, He Wei chopped him on the head with a knife.

The explosion at this instant was so powerful that it would cut off the man's head and skin.

card.

The knife fell halfway, but was stuck between two fingers. The surging air wave rolled up the Taoist's sleeves.

He pinched the sword with his fingertips and bent it lightly, and the sword weighing more than ten pounds broke into two halves with a bang.

"I heard it."

The Taoist smiled at everyone. He Wei's face froze. Before everyone could react, a cold light flashed and He Wei's head was chopped off by the broken knife and fell to the ground, rolling two or three times.

(End of this chapter)