[Yi Tian Tongren] Fighting for life

Nature that is still alive is gone.It took them about half an hour to check everywhere, but they didn't see any survivors.Yin Li, together with the shopkeeper and those guys, collected the corpses of these people in the village one by one, and arranged them in a row at the corner of the village.Many of them have been so burned that it is impossible to tell who is who, and they can't be released according to family and kinship, so they can only be kept next to each other if they are nearby.

There were originally three members of the Mingjiao who were stationed in Lanshan Village, and one of them had gone back. The shopkeeper and the staff of the other two were more familiar with them than the villagers, so their bodies were found immediately.They probably participated in saving the yellow sage grass, and they burned more severely than other villagers, and they were almost burnt to a complete mummified appearance.

Yin Li couldn't stand this kind of tragedy, he couldn't bear to look at it after just one glance, so he asked the shopkeeper and the others to take it back to the town first, waiting for a piece of burial.The shopkeeper agreed, and Yin Li said again: "After you go back, you have to buy enough funeral things, and we have to be responsible to the villagers of Lanshan Village to the end. It is best to invite a few more virtuous monks to wait for them to be buried. At that time, read scriptures to these villagers so that they can go to reincarnation.”

The shopkeeper replied again: "Yes, I understand."

Seeing that there was nothing left to arrange, Yin Li waved his hand, ready to send them back first.Seeing that she didn't seem to be planning to leave together, the shopkeeper looked at her hesitantly, probably to persuade her.Yin Li said again: "Go back and ignore me."

The shopkeeper sighed, turned around and greeted the others to leave.

Yin Li watched them go out of sight, so he found a blackened stone and sat down, hugging his knees towards the row of corpses.She had never faced so many corpses by herself. They stood next to each other, as if silently complaining to Yin Li, that it was all because of her that they caused their disaster.When the evening wind blew, there was still a lot of black ash floating in the air, and those sundries flew wildly with the wind, rushing in all directions, making Yin Li's eyes hurt.

Yin Li blinked twice, then lowered his head to look at his palm.She has used a lot of medicine in the past few years, and her palms have also worn out some calluses.She has saved many people with these hands, but she has not killed many people. She originally thought that she would not bear too many sins in this life... But there is no doubt that in this matter, maybe she is the culprit.If she hadn't wanted to plant this herb and entrusted these villagers to plant it, they would at least be able to live happily in this world.Even if they work hard all their lives and can't get the big money she promised them, the elderly in every family can almost die, and they themselves can live until their hair is gray, watching their young children grow into adults , Form a new family with girls and boys from the same village or neighboring villages, and give them lovely and lively little grandchildren and granddaughters.Then they themselves can smile and play with their grandchildren, and wait for the day when they die.

...It shouldn't be ruined in a fire like it is now.

...and the burnt yellow stalks.She had inspected those fields, and there was no work left.Without this medicinal herb, it is impossible for her to make medicine.All the preliminary work she had done on this matter in the past three years was all abolished.

She looked at the group of innocent villagers who died tragically.Thinking of the last time they came here, they were still lively and smiling humans... I couldn't help it anymore, and wept silently.Yin Liyuan is not a particularly strong person, and she has hardly experienced any major setbacks when she grew up...or in other words, all the setbacks basically came from this world.Thinking about it this way made me even more sad.

Song Qingshu had never seen the girl crying.There is only one fucking woman in Wudang Mountain, and he has never seen her cry in the past three years.So he never knew that a girl's crying would be like this, intermittent, sobbing, crying for a while, resting for a while, and continuing to cry after the rest.The tears were already pouring down, as if there were still a lot of tears left, falling from Yin Li's eyes continuously and continuously.It landed on the back of her hands, on her knees, and some even landed on the black and yellow mud, making dark pits.

Song Qingshu looked at it for a while, and felt that he couldn't go on like this any longer.

Song Qingshu wanted to go forward, but he took two steps and stopped suddenly.He smelled a smell of oil, Song Qingshu carefully discerned the wind direction, and then looked to the rear obliquely, and found an unusual wet mark on a small blade of grass.He went over to check it out and found that it was indeed oil.

Song Qingshu straightened up and looked around. The place where he was hiding was not in the direction of the main road at the entrance of the village, nor in the direction of the herb plantation.Because the place is overgrown with weeds, there is no road, and the terrain is relatively high. Looking down, it is very difficult for others to find the movement here, so he chose to settle here.

He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now that he is standing here, he clearly feels that this is an upwind outlet, and the wind is blowing towards the village.Song Qingshu walked around again, but didn't see anything wrong.Both weeds and wildflowers are growing well without being trampled on.So if the oil was transported from here, how did it get poured into the village?Was it sprinkled from the air?

Song Qingshu looked up at the sky again, and estimated the degree of difficulty in his heart.His lightness kung fu can be regarded as the best among Wudang's third-generation disciples, and although he is not as good as sixth uncle, he is already better than his seventh uncle, and Wudang's lightness kung fu is also the best in the world, so His light power is considered very good in the entire arena.But even if it was his words, he had to carry the oil barrel that could burn the whole village, use the nearest tall tree as a last resort, and then rush over in the air without any support, and dump the oil in a large area , can't do it either.

Those who can do this must either have very good lightness kung fu, or have very strong internal kung fu.

I just don't know which enemy of the Demon Cult it is.

After Song Qingshu's investigation, he already had a certain idea in mind.He looked back into the village and saw Yin Li was still sitting sadly wiping tears, so he flew away.When he came to Yin Li, he touched his bosom, and finally took out a handkerchief for wiping sweat from practicing swords, and handed it to Yin Li.

Yin Li looked at Song Qingshu as if she was watching a ghost, her tears that almost stopped at once might have been scared back.After a while, she said, "Why are you here?"

"I..." Song Qingshu paused, and said with a guilty conscience, "I happened to pass by... Here, take it."

Yin Li looked at the plain handkerchief, and didn't reach out to take it, but shook his head and said, "I don't want others to comfort you, you can go. I'll be fine when I'm sad."

"...Dead people can't be resurrected, so it's useless for you to be sad. Instead of being sad, you should think about how to find out who designed to kill people in their village with fire, and give them justice. Besides... this matter should be It has nothing to do with you, Mingjiao will not blame you..."

"I told you not to comfort me, you don't know anything, how do you know what I'm crying about?"

Song Qingshu thought to himself, could it be that I guessed both wrong?Then he persuaded again: "If you tell me, I will know."

"……I do not want to say."

"If you don't tell me, how will I know what you're crying about. If you tell me, I can help you as a staff member."

Yin Li thought how hard it is for me, a time traveler, to be felt by an aborigine like you Song Qingshu who doesn't know anything?He said a little dejectedly: "What's the use of telling you? You can't help much."

Song Qingshu continued to be persuasive: "Maybe I can help? If you don't tell me, I will never be able to help you."

Yin Li hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a straight mouth: "I accidentally found the burnt yellow chrysanthemum in the Shan Hai Jing. It has the effect of enhancing the flexibility of tendons, and I also read other ancient books. , I found that compared with those medicinal herbs that take decades to use, this kind of grass does not grow slowly, and it can be grown in one or two years. But because this is a herbal medicine recorded in the Shan Hai Jing, even if its records are Really, I don’t know how many thousand years ago. At that time, I didn’t really believe that I could find this kind of grass. Fortunately, we have enough people from Mingjiao, and Yang Zuoshi is also very supportive, so we delineated a few areas. , and sent a lot of people to look for it in a large area. As a result, we really found medicinal herbs thousands of years ago in Lanshan Village."

"You don't know how happy I am. I think my method will work. At that time, I tried transplanting, but for some reason, the weeds couldn't grow out of Lanshan Village, so I had to hire people from here. The villagers entrusted them to plant... the yellow stalks were about to mature in the next month. I didn't expect a sky fire... and everything was gone! You should know what the sky fire is, it was inexplicably burned, and it was so fierce It made it too late to react... and burned all the innocent people involved. It must be God who is against me, it doesn't want to make me feel better, it is warning me not to involve others..." Yin Li said more and more Sad, and bowed his head to wipe her tears.

Song Qingshu looked at Yin Li in silence and cried for a while, then suddenly said: "I heard from my father that only cowardly people blame God. Miss Yin, are you going to be a cowardly person?"

Yin Li was stunned when he heard this, then gradually stopped crying, and stared blankly at Song Qingshu with a bewildered face.

Song Qingshu handed her the handkerchief in his hand again, this time she hesitated, and finally took it, and asked in a nasal voice while wiping tears: "Why do you know how to use a handkerchief? I don't even have one..."

"It's for wiping sweat."

"..." Yin Li was stunned for a moment and immediately took it away with disgust, "How long has it been since you washed it?"

"...wash every day."

"Oh." Yin Li silently closed his nose again, and said after blowing, "Sorry for wronging you, my nose is blocked, so I can't smell it."

"..."

"Anyway, you can't use this one anymore, why don't you buy a new one later?"

"..."

Yin Li assumed that he agreed, and continued to spoil Song Qingshu's handkerchief with peace of mind.After ruining it, she said: "I don't want to be a cowardly person. But I seem to have no way to fight against fate. If I can't change the world, I can't change myself. I'm so desperate, I don't know what to do."

Song Qingshu adjusted his mood before saying to Yin Li: "I don't know why you think so, Miss Yin. Since you collected the corpse, you haven't started investigating this matter yet, and you just sat here and cried for a long time. You How can you start to despair before you start doing anything. Sorry, I don’t agree, I don’t quite understand, a fire, why do you have to get involved with what world and what fate. I just discovered the hillside over there There are traces of oil dripping on the blades of grass, this is not caused by fire from heaven, but man-made, do you really think you should despair now?"

Yin Li stared blankly at him.

Song Qingshu said again: "...Besides, our Taoists say that all things in the world have mutual generation and mutual restraint. Because of the mutual transformation, the cycle will continue and the life will continue. Since the yellow grass is thousands of years ago Medicinal herbs have been on the verge of extinction for many years now, and they only exist in Lanshan Village. In the past few thousand years, its function can be said to be negligible. I can be sure that other medicinal herbs must be born in the world to replace it. Even if you I have found all the medicinal herbs that appeared thousands of years ago, are you afraid that I will not find the medicinal herbs that were born nearly one or two thousand years ago?" After he finished speaking, he leaned slightly and stretched out a hand to Yin Li who was still in a daze .

"Stand up, Miss Yin. This way doesn't work, there are other ways."

Yin Li half looked up at Song Qingshu.Behind him, there were countless black catkins scurrying around in the evening wind. Originally, such a scene should make people feel bleak and desolate.But these bleakness seemed to be blocked by Song Qingshu at this moment.The setting sun was halfway down, reflecting behind Song Qingshu, and most of the rays of the sun shone on him, and the sides of Song Qingshu's blue clothes were reflected in a layer of golden light, as if that thread blocked the bleak warmth, The same emanating from him.

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