Shen Zhuangheng and Huo Qizhi, who were trapped in the closed secret realm on the fourth floor of Xuanta Mountain, did not see Tong Yan among the disciples after they came out, and their already depressed hearts dropped a little further.
They went to find Ji Xing to inquire about his situation. When they came over, they saw Gu Yuqi standing with him.
Shen Zhuangheng glanced at Gu Yuqi, not recognizing him, and asked Ji Xing directly, "Little master, do you have any news about Yan Yan?"
Ji Xing did not answer immediately, but looked at Gu Yuqi before saying, "Fellow Taoist Gu said that the young benefactor had been to the sixth floor, and before the secret realm was closed, we had already left the secret realm."
After a pause, he added: "We didn't see her here. Maybe she landed somewhere else. Fellow Daoist Shen might as well send a message to her to have a look."
Shen Zhuangheng heard this and thought it made sense. Just when he was about to send a message, the person next to Ji Xing suddenly spoke up.
"She can't hear the message and needs to write."
Shen Zhuangheng and the others looked at Gu Yuqi in confusion, and Huo Qizhi asked, "What do you mean?"
Gu Yuqi glanced at him and said calmly: "She was attacked by soul power on the sixth floor and temporarily lost her hearing."
Loss of hearing!
"I'm going to find her now." Shen Zhuangheng said goodbye to them in a hurry and immediately turned around and left.
Huo Qizhi immediately followed, but was called away by a disciple of the Mosha Sect halfway.
True Lord Yan Jue ordered all the disciples of the sect to board the flying boat immediately and was about to return.
Huo Qizhi could not openly disobey Elder Yuanying's order. He could only go to Lord Yan Jue for instructions to act alone before going to look for him.
With this delay, Shen Zhuangheng was already gone.
Over there, Ji Xing wrote a letter of greetings to Tong Yan, and then got up and returned to the temple with the disciples of Yun Chan Temple.
One airship after another left, there were fewer and fewer people at the entrance, and the casual cultivators and aristocratic families in the open space also set off one after another.
Many disciples of Jianzong who took off a little later found that Senior Brother Gu, who always stood on the bow of the boat blowing wind when they arrived, seemed to be absent.
"Huh? Where did Senior Brother Gu go?"
Where is Gu Yuqi at this moment?
He stepped on the flying sword, looked ahead with his cold eyes, and whispered something in a cold tone, and the low voice was almost blown away by the wind.
"The stars sense the position of Broken Moon."
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On the official road to Hecheng, Tong Yan didn't like the swaying carriage, so he changed to a horse halfway and rode around to get some fresh air.
Yunlu, who stayed on the carriage, glared angrily at Bodyguard Wang who was sitting next to him.
It was just a matter of exchanging the carriage for the horse, so why did she leave her in the carriage? Escort Wang had not taken a shower for who knows how long, and his body stank.
She was about to cry.
Escort Wang didn't care about Yunlu's anger. He had been riding a horse for a day and a night and was already exhausted. Now that he had a comfortable carriage in front of him, he naturally had to take the time to get some sleep first.
Only when you are well rested can you have the energy to deal with emergencies later.
Tong Yan, who was riding a horse, felt that flying with a sword was smoother, but there were too many people now, so he was afraid that doing so would attract unnecessary onlookers.
I guessed in my mind that the secret realm had been closed by now, and the people from the sect were starting to go back. It was time to send a message to the master, telling him that he would have to practice for a while before going back.
After sending a message to Shang Xun, he sent another message to ask Shen Zhuangheng about their situation.
Because she thought Shen Zhuangheng and Huo Qizhi were together, she only sent a message to Shen Zhuangheng.
Continuing to walk forward, a horse passed by him and did not stop until he reached the outside of Manager Tang's carriage.
The bodyguard was reporting the situation to Manager Tang, saying that he had found at least ten refugees hiding on the hillside, probably hoping to grab the last carriage after the caravan passed by.
Tong Yan then released his spiritual consciousness to check the situation. The thirteen people, their clothes were a little shabby, their faces were yellow and skinny from hunger, they were indeed just ordinary refugees.
They don't even have decent weapons in their hands, so if they want to rob the carriage, it's probably just an empty talk.
Manager Tang's voice came from the carriage, "Be on guard, don't let the carriage get robbed."
After receiving the instructions, the escort immediately went to the back to arrange manpower and keep an eye on the vehicles.
At the carriage, Manager Tang called another person.
"Go and see how much food we have brought, and throw half a bag on the road."
The defense behind the caravan was strengthened, so the refugees did not dare to take action easily.
The weapons are not as good as the swords in the hands of the bodyguards, and the physical strength of a full stomach chewing wild grass and fruits is not comparable to that of a strong man who eats meat every day.
Just when they were hesitating whether to fight hard or wait for the next caravan, an escort threw a sack in their direction.
After the caravan at the end of the caravan passed by, the thirteen people ran down and opened it to find that the sack was actually filled with white rice!
Tong Yan watched as those people took rice and walked around half the mountain to a valley, where several temporary sheds were built and four or five half-year-old children were playing.
Several women were washing wild vegetables by the water.
She didn't know why these people were hiding here. After leaving a bag of rice for them, she returned to the caravan and stopped paying attention.
Later on, although we encountered real bandits hijacking cars on the road, due to sufficient force, there was no danger on the whole.
Two days later, they finally arrived at the outskirts of Hecheng. However, the official road leading to the city was closed, and officers and soldiers strictly guarded the pass, so the caravan had to pause.
At this time, Manager Tang had been negotiating with the officers and soldiers at the front for a long time, but he didn't know why and was unable to set off.
The doctors of the Tang family, who were anxious about waiting, couldn't help but call the boy over and over again to inquire about the situation there with Manager Tang.
The child came quickly, but his face was a little angry, but he didn't have any objections to the doctors.
Because he said: "What else can happen? The convoy has been stopped again! The officers and soldiers refused to let us send the medicinal materials in by ourselves."
A doctor who didn't know the reason asked, "What do you mean being stopped again?"
Several other doctors had heard about this and explained to him, "The medicinal materials delivered by the caravan twice before were stopped by the officers and soldiers and were not allowed to enter. They said that they would be infected if they went in, and they would bring out the disease when they came out.
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The doctor was puzzled, "The plague is so contagious that it should be treated with such seriousness. The government did nothing wrong in this move. There is nothing to be angry about."
Then he thought for a while and said, "But the carriage has been stopped and the medicinal materials can't get in. What should I use to treat the plague in the city?"
The boy sighed, "The housekeeper told the officers and soldiers that we would send a few people in and not come out after delivering the things, so as to ensure that we would not bring out the disease, but they still refused. If we asked us to hand over all the vehicles to them, they would
Arrange for people to be sent to the city."
The doctor even felt that the officers and soldiers did the right thing, "This is also for your consideration. If one more person goes in, there will be more risks. By handing the things to them, the risk of infection by others will also be reduced."
The little boy heard that he kept speaking for the officers and soldiers, and his eyes were red with anger. He said angrily: "What do you know! The first two batches of medicinal materials were handed over to them, so the young master did not receive them. This time the quantity is larger than the previous two batches."
The total number of times is still too many. If you give these to the officers and soldiers, Master, they still have to starve to death inside!"
The doctor was dumbfounded by the child's scolding and said: "This... is impossible. Since it was sent in, how could Master Tang not receive it? Did it go to the wrong person when it was distributed?"
The child suddenly yelled: "Even if the message is wrong, will all the messages be wrong? Those officers and soldiers are idiots, will everyone in the entire Hecheng government be idiots? I think they are the ones who embezzled it!"
The other doctors were so frightened by the child's words that they quickly went up to him and covered his mouth.
"Keep your voice down! You don't want your life, you dare to slander the imperial official!"
Even if he didn't want to live, they still planned to live a long life and have children and grandchildren.