The weather was super good the next day, at least Wu Dazhi thought so. After living in the modern haze for a long time, he believed that any weather where he could see blue sky and white clouds was super good weather.
Last night Wu Dazhi was arranged to live with the old man. He wanted to get more information from the old man's mouth, but found nothing. While leaving the tent early to welcome the bright sunshine, Wu Dazhi had to face a series of high-spirited people.
Smiley face.
It is said that today they can get compensation from Shuluping and then they can settle wherever they want.
Last night, in order to celebrate Rhoda's wise decision, these people took out all the stored food. Originally they thought they would hide for a long time.
Although they are Han people and do not have the habit of dancing around the bonfire, they seemed to be so happy last night that they imitated the Khitan people and sang and danced around the bonfire.
At this moment, the excitement from last night still remained on everyone's face. They packed up their belongings, supported the old man, led the children, and walked towards the boundary agreed with the messenger.
The messenger said that Shuluping would give rewards based on head count, and those who did not arrive would not be able to get the rewards. In order to get more rewards, everyone was gathered together.
Wu Dazhi originally had nothing to do here. Faced with sharing wealth, even well-intentioned people would find it difficult to give up. Therefore, Chu Ge originally wanted to let Wu Dazhi stay where he was and wait for them to come back, but the toothless old man insisted.
Wu Dazhi followed.
Although they didn't know who the old man was, what he said still had some weight among the crowd. Moreover, if Shu Luping really gave Wu Dazhi a reward, they would have a way to get it from him.
The journey through the woods was long, but not boring. Along the way, Roda kept praising the messenger. In an instant, the man who was just a slave in front of the Rhythm Plane became a divine perfection in Roda's place.
, a noble example.
But what really excited him was not the messenger, but the great contribution he made to the people of Ciyuan Pavilion. In the future, when they go to a new place and start a new life, perhaps everything he has done will be passed down from generation to generation.
.
And as an orphan, he was able to establish himself for a long time in a place like Ciyuan Pavilion that valued status.
Near noon, the group finally arrived at the negotiation boundary, which was also the place agreed upon by the envoy.
Everyone rushed to the front, but Wu Dazhi and the old man followed reluctantly.
"Young man, are you really from this era?" Just as Wu Dazhi was walking forward absentmindedly, the old man once again made a surprising statement.
"This..." Wu Dazhi could neither admit nor deny it.
"Take this!" The old man took out a sword from somewhere and handed it to Wu Dazhi: "This sword comes from ancient times. It was infused with a powerful curse by Chu Huaizi. It can subdue demons and eliminate demons."
Wu Dazhi took the sword in his hand and looked at it carefully. His heart skipped a beat. It really took no effort to get it. The sword in front of him was the sword that Black and White Wuchang asked them to find!
"This... was found just like that?" Wu Dazhi said almost to himself. However, his excitement about finding the sword was quickly extinguished by the cold water of reality.
He was dreaming now. Even if he got what he wanted in the dream, he had nothing when he woke up.
"Is this what you are looking for?" the old man's voice changed a bit, and he asked like the voice of many people shouting desperately at the same time.
"Yes!" Wu Dazhi didn't want to hide anything now. He wanted to tell everything to the old man in front of him. He could see that this old man was different.
After listening to Wu Dazhi's narration, the old man stroked his beard and said:
"Young people, you have to remember that sometimes things that seem like dreams are actually real! And the more real the existence is, the more it turns out to be an illusion!"
The old man's words were like a heavy blow and an enlightenment. Wu Dazhi carefully observed the old man in front of him.
It looked like a face that could be seen everywhere on the street. In addition to the eyes, there were signs of life fluctuations, and the whole body exuded an aura of death. However, this aura of death did not give people fear, but a kind of
A solemn atmosphere.
"Young man, only those chosen by this sword can truly exert its effect!" The old man continued to say strange words.
For a moment, Wu Dazhi had an idea in his mind. Maybe the old man in front of him was also an arranged existence.
"I think I'm not that person! Doesn't this sword belong to the underworld?" Wu Dazhi said warily.
The old man didn't care what Wu Dazhi was saying at all, and still muttered to himself words that only he could understand:
"It is the duty of a demon slayer to kill demons..."
Wu Dazhi suddenly felt cold all over. He didn't want to continue talking to the old man about such nonsense. Fortunately, no one noticed the situation between Wu Dazhi and the old man. It seemed that they didn't know the existence of this sword.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, a rumble of carriages and horses broke the tranquility around them. Wu Dazhi recognized that the man riding a tall horse in front was the envoy who had been captured before, and there were more than a dozen Khitans behind him.
Man dressed as samurai.
"The envoy is here! Do you think I didn't lie to you?" Roda was the most excited person in the crowd. He completely ignored the warriors following the envoy.
Rhoda could ignore the samurai, but others would not turn a blind eye to them.
"Why are there so many people?" Chu Ge found that the warriors were well-equipped and seemed to be going to fight, and he felt a little scared: "Roda, are you sure these people are not here to strangle us?!"
"No!" At this time, Roda was quite confident when he spoke: "He is a national courtier. How could he deceive us for this matter? You are overthinking! You kidnapped the envoy last time, and of course he must have it this time.
Prepared!"
Although Roda comforted everyone like this, everyone could see that the matter was by no means that simple. The equipment and demeanor of the Khitan warriors had shown that their existence was by no means as simple as guarding.
The eyes are full of murderous intent, which may not be noticed by people living in a stable environment, but people like Wu Dazhi, who often walk on the edge of life and death, are all too familiar with it.
Sure enough, things did not develop according to Roda's will. The Khitan warriors galloped in front of everyone, and then surrounded the people of Ciyuan Pavilion. This comprehensive encirclement was the best way to strangle them.
"Sir Messenger, what is going on?" Roda was obviously calmed by what was happening in front of her and asked at a loss.
The messenger smiled, still maintaining the elegance he had when he first met Roda, and said with a smile:
"Young man, please stand up. You are a good young man! You helped me escape the disaster, so I want to repay you!"
"What should my family and friends do?" Rhoda did not walk out in a hurry, but asked reluctantly.