Chapter 524 The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials [1v3] (28)

Hundreds of villagers poured into Wuxian Village.

The bandits came menacingly, and all the stronger men were summoned to fight against them. The rest of the old, weak, sick and disabled could only hide in Wuxian Village under the cover of night.

Fortunately, Wuxian Village is big enough to accommodate hundreds of people without any problem.

Rong Chen sent two waiters in white clothes to the front line to direct the battle.

I took the rest of the people and arranged for the hundreds of villagers who had nowhere to go.

The villagers lined up in the courtyard in an orderly manner to receive supplies.

Afraid of alarming the bandits, they didn't even dare to light a lamp, so they could only move silently in the dark.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with occasional uncontrollable whimpers.

Most of these whimpers come from those who have witnessed the tragic death of their family members at the hands of bandits.

They were honest and responsible villagers. They had never seen such a bloody scene, and they couldn't bear it physically and mentally for a while.

Fortunately, the high priest of the temple is here.

Bring them enough spiritual support.

Make this silent and dangerous night look less scary.

Rong Chen didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

In the past, when he took the people from the temple to bless the towns below, he would always say some blessings and prayers.

But in such a life-and-death situation.

But he couldn't open his mouth anyway.

Probably because I have also experienced life and death, and I know that no matter how sincerely I pray, there is no reality for a drop of water or a grain of rice.

Ever since he escaped from the bottom of the cliff, he always felt that his faith seemed to be shaken.

But he dare not admit it.

Because his belief carried the belief of tens of millions of people in Dongli Kingdom.

Even for them, he must become a sufficiently good and pious high priest.

Rong Chen suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, took the food wrapped by the person next to him and handed it to a villager who came up in line.

The woman carried a child on her back, did not take the food, but directly grabbed Rong Chen's hand and knelt down.

Seeing this, the waiter in white immediately wanted to pull her away, but Rong Chen raised his hand to stop her.

He comforted her gently, "Ma'am, if you have something to say, get up first."

The woman broke down in tears, "Master Priest, you are the son of a god, you must have a way to save us. Our family has believed in the god since we were young, and we burn incense and worship every day, and we never dare to slack off even if Wu Xian spread rumors before. We were abandoned by the gods, and we have never wavered."

"But Lord Priest, even though we are so pious, why do disasters never let us go? My husband disappeared on Mount Zhaoyao a month ago, my father-in-law and mother-in-law died of serious illness, and now the eldest son also ran to fight against the bandits. It is unknown whether he died or died."

"My lord priest, isn't the god lord merciful? Why don't you take pity on us and save us believers who worship him?"

Faced with Madam's sobs, Rong Chen's throat suddenly became astringent.

The dark group of people in front of them also became restless because of the woman's crying.

They were happy and happy yesterday, but today they will experience such family ruin.

No one can bear such an accident.

Seeing that the restlessness was getting bigger and bigger, Rong Chen had no choice but to appease the woman in front of him,
"Ma'am, don't worry, the god will not just watch his followers die, and he will definitely get better. The location of Wuxian Village is relatively hidden, and it will not be a problem for you to settle here for a few days."

The woman didn't stand up, her out-of-focus eyes were filled with cloudy tears.

Standing in the corridor, Bai Wu had a panoramic view of this scene.

She hid in the shadows in a white dress, her charming eyes were filled with a cold light, as if the group of helplessly whimpering people had nothing to do with her.

As if she was just a ruthless god born in the dark night, looking at the sorrows and joys of the people in the world coldly.

Hearing the woman's cry, she sneered, and raised her pale fingertips to caress the little snake clinging to her sleeve.

"Fraud, look at these people, aren't they ridiculous?"

When they speculated and murdered an innocent girl with full of malice, they never panicked.

And when the disaster really befalls them, they start to think about the few pitiful good deeds they have done, in order to seek comfort in their hearts.

But what about those innocent people?

But what about Liu Qiqi?
Should they pay the price for the ignorance of these villagers?

people.

If you do something wrong, you should be punished.

Since God is soft on them.

Let her, the devil, punish them.

Looking at the naughty look in the woman's eyes, the heart began to throb.

He watched the girl take off the veil of kindness and innocence little by little with his own eyes, revealing her evil heart.

This feeling is tantamount to cultivating a seed and seeing it grow towards an unexpected situation, but it grows better and better.

Prey was more and more to his liking.

What if he likes her more and more?
Wanted to take her as his own.

I want her whole body to be filled with his scent.

But it is obvious that in his current state, it is completely unacceptable.

He has to grow up too.

The day when I grow up enough to own her completely and completely.

...

Just when Rong Chen didn't know how to cheer up the woman, a pair of soft white hands passed him and reached out to the woman, "Mother, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

As soon as he looked back, he happened to bump into the eyes of Bai Wu who came with a moonlight figure.

The other party also caught his gaze, and after returning with a faint smile, he shifted his gaze to the woman.

"Aunt Zhao, Xiaobao is still young, you have to cheer up, if something happens to you again, who will take care of Xiaobao?"

Aunt Zhao's eyes finally brightened, as if remembering that she still had a young child waiting to be fed, she wiped away her tears and sat up on the ground.

But she still didn't dare to look directly at Bai Wu.

When Liu Qiqi had an accident, she also condemned her along with these villagers.

Although the truth has become clear now, those abuses are still deeply rooted in her heart like a gangrene, and they can't go away.

Why didn't Bai Wu understand, she pretended to be relieved and smiled, took the food from Rong Chen and handed it to Aunt Zhao.

Then he put his warm palm on the back of her hand, "Aunt Zhao, I'm about to become a mother too, and I understand how you feel right now, but sadness and excitement have to be divided into occasions, we must at least get through tonight, right?"

Then she continued, "Master Priest has sent someone to notify the imperial court. Although the south of our mausoleum is tens of kilometers away from the imperial city, those troops have fast horses and will arrive in the south of the mausoleum within two days. Don't worry, ma'am, these bandits are not Not an opponent of the Tian Family Army."

Faced with Bai Wu's heart-pounding comfort, Aunt Zhao finally calmed down, thanked her, and left with the supplies.

The villagers also calmed down one after another.

Liu Qiqi was right.

They are His Majesty's subjects, and it is impossible for the imperial court to let them go.

It only takes two more days for them to return to their normal lives.

(End of this chapter)

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