Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 196 Just Ask You

In the early morning three days later, Lin Daoren, who helped the villagers hold a sacrifice, set off with his disciples A Wen, A Long and A Hai.

The four masters and apprentices who walked out of the town walked along the official road. Mi Luo, who followed them, saw a large number of abandoned fields along the way, and some broken bones were scattered on the side of the road. Judging from their breath, they should be all human beings. .

When Lin Daoren saw it, he let out a long sigh, stepped forward to tidy it up, buried it on the spot, and chanted scriptures and prayed.

Occasionally Lin Daoren made mistakes, and Mi Luo also reminded him.

After a long time, his disciple Ah Wen felt a little bored. He picked up a broken bone with tooth marks on it, and was about to throw it away, but Lin Daoren reached out and slapped him on the wrist, and took the bone to confess his crime. Twice, put it together with other bones and bury it on the spot.

Awen couldn't help muttering: "What! Those bones are obviously leftovers from eating by people, and they are buried with those corpses, and I am not afraid of their blame."

Ah Hai, who was helping at the side, heard this and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to describe it.

On the contrary, Aaron and Awen said bluntly: "Brother Wen, the master can't be wrong. You might as well recall what the mother-in-law of the Zhao family said a few days ago, and think about why the master did this."

"What Zhao's mother-in-law said..."

When Ah Wen heard what his junior brother said, he really recalled it carefully.

Suddenly, he thought of something strange and screamed, pointing to those bones and said, "Are those bones human bones?"

"Yes!" Aaron nodded, and Awen hurried to the edge of the small grave, offering incense and offering sacrifices, muttering words.

Although he seemed frightened, Miro could feel that this Awen was sincerely praying for the dead.

Lin Daoren, who saw everything in his eyes, also nodded secretly, and continued on the road with his disciples.

After walking for about a day, the four of them finally arrived in Lucheng.

This place is the core area of ​​the Jiangnan generation, the protected area of ​​Maoshan.

Compared with the tranquility of the town and the desolation of the outside world, Lucheng still retains some scenes of prosperity.

As soon as he walked into it, Awen was attracted by the prosperous scene on both sides of the street.

Xiao Er stood at the door of each shop and yelled loudly, and many men in silk and satin costumes came in and out with delicate women.

But behind the prosperity, Mi Luo could feel a little lifelessness in the cracks between some shops.

He glanced casually, and saw many ragged, skinny people lying in a dark corner, breathing carefully, slowing down their breathing as much as possible to reduce physical exertion.

And those who fall asleep, or sleep forever, will quickly attract the attention of those around them.

Some of them were secretly swallowing, while others suppressed their grief and longing and closed their eyes.

Mi Luo's gaze became a little deep, and Lin Daoren beside him also noticed this, he opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

And when he paused, a crooked old woman walked towards the street in order to avoid him.

A young man with a female relative in front of him immediately showed disgust when he saw the old woman wanting to approach.

The entourage on the side immediately made a move, trying to push it down.

Mi Luo, who had disappeared, stared slightly, and the attendant fell to the ground like an electric shock.

Seeing this, the old woman trembled all over, immediately knelt on the ground, and said tremblingly: "It's not me...it's not me. I beg you...be merciful...forgive me..."

The intermittent words made Lin Daoren beside him squat down hurriedly, trying to help him up. After looking at it, he realized that the old woman was actually an acquaintance.

"Are you Aunt Huang?"

Hearing Lin Daoren's words, the old woman raised her head. When she saw that it was Lin Daoren, her cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and her voice became much clearer: "Lin Daoren, it's you! I can ask you one thing ?"

"I beg you to ask, when will our Huangjia Village's supplies be distributed this month? A few days ago, that boy Huang Ming went to look for Daoist Shi, but he never came back, and then his home was smashed up. I just want to know Will the supplies still be distributed? At the beginning, the general asked the young and strong in our village to tell him that he would resettle us and let us come to Lucheng, saying that we would not have to suffer here.”

"But now, the young and strong in our Huangjia Village are almost dead. Why is my grandson starving to death? It doesn't matter if you make me suffer, but why should my grandson suffer?"

After the old woman finished speaking, she reached into her bosom to dig out, but only took out a wooden hairpin and an old amulet.

Then she remembered that two days ago, in order to support her grandson, she had pawned her last silver hairpin and exchanged it for half a bag of rice.There was only such a worthless wooden hairpin left in her arms, she was wrapped in despair, looked at Lin Daoren, and said sadly: "Please show mercy, ask me, I will be a cow and a horse in the next life... "

The eyeballs, which were originally quite clear, were covered with layers of gray.

Mi Luo sighed, took a step forward, squatted down, and picked up the amulet.

A faint khaki-yellow spiritual light emerged and turned into divine power, nourishing the decayed body of the old woman.

All of a sudden, on both sides of the street, whether they stopped to watch, or those who were in grief and wanted to hide their faces and leave, their eyes widened.

The young man who was about to leave also had his eyes wide open, and he was about to say something.

A thunder light appeared in the distance, and in the next second, a middle-aged Taoist with half black and half white beard and hair descended driving the light.

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help shouting: "Father?"

The Taoist didn't care about the young man's words, since he appeared, he has been staring at Mi Luo, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

He looked at Daoren Lin at the side, and asked aloud, "Junior brother, have you found a way to re-cultivate Taoism on Mount Mao?"

As he spoke, he looked at Mi Luo again, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he wanted to do something.

Mi Luo didn't care about this, he stretched out his hand to touch the old woman, and as soon as the clear light wrapped around her, he flew towards one direction.

Leaving the sluggish Daoren Shi and the helpless Daoren Lin.

And Mi Luo, who left with the old woman, rushed into a house immediately after turning around.

Looking at a group of men and women in ragged clothes who were setting up pots and burning fire inside, Mi Luo closed his eyes slightly.

He raised his hand and pressed down, and the earthy yellow light stunned them all.

He took a thin baby out of the pot, felt his weaker breath, took out a small piece of Hundred Flower Cake from his bosom, mixed it with a little medicine, cast a spell to dissolve it, and then diluted it with a lot of water to turn it into nutrition Liquid, carefully fed to the child.

The child instinctively tried to ingest it, but he was too young and too weak to even swallow.

It took Mi Luo half an hour to feed the fist-sized nutrient solution to the child.

And this child, after sucking the nutrient solution, stopped swallowing it, but looked at Mi Luo and waved his arms slightly, as if asking him to eat too.

Mi Luo took a deep breath, put it down, turned to look at Taoist Shi who was coming, and asked, "What do you think of this scene?"

　This chapter was revised before it was published. It was originally intended to stimulate Mi Luo by letting the old woman and grandson of the Huang family die. , It's better not to understand.

　　
　
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