In the early morning of the next day, when he woke up, Hou Xuanyan, who was sore all over, moved his muscles and bones. After doing a few simple stretches, I came out the door.

Eight hundred township soldiers and young descendants who joined one after another, a total of more than 1,000 people, gathered at the gate of the county ya. Yang Shu had already taken Hou Yuzeng's head and returned to the bamboo forest, and time was in a hurry, so he could only let him go alone.

After Hou Xuanyan gave a few words, he scattered in Jiading City. Everyone picked up the iron utensils and beat the gongs and drums. Brought with him less than a thousand people who survived the city.

There were 2,000 people, except for 800 village soldiers, and most of them were teenagers. When the city was broken, these slippery children were the easiest to hide and save their lives. They were the most lively and active age, but now they all have dull faces and no look in their eyes.

Two teenagers helped an old man, walked slowly, helped him to a stone pier, and sat down. The people around all gave way, this is Wu Chenbei's old staff in Jiading City. The old man was born in a gentry family for many generations, enjoyed a lifetime of wealth, and every time there was a famine, he would give food for disaster relief.

All the towns and villages respect Wu Lao as a person, and most of these people recognize his appearance.

Hou Dong once had a deep friendship with Wu Lao, and Hou Xuanyan was a frequent visitor to Wu Mansion, so he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, so he hurriedly walked over.

Seeing each other again for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, the old man looked very excited. He trembled and stretched out his well-maintained palm, and Hou Xuanyan hurriedly held it.

"Wen Yuan, let's recommend your father to lead everyone to oppose the Qing Dynasty, your father was martyred, so he left you as a lone seedling. Now that the city is full of these people, you have to continue your father's legacy and take us to defend our homeland. Let these Qing soldiers know that we Jiading people will not surrender even if we die, let alone shave our heads! ”

Hou Xuanyan secretly complained, just wanted to mobilize everyone to evacuate this place and flee to the south, when such a respected main battle faction came out.

It's not that Hou Xuanyan doesn't want to fight, these two thousand people, a team of 100 people at random, may not be able to parry. Just leaning on the ruined small city of Jiading, it is tantamount to using a mantis arm as a car.

In order to leave a way for these survivors to survive, the old man must first be convinced. Hou Xuanyan took a breath and said slowly: "Uncle Wu, at the beginning, we had 100,000 village soldiers, but we couldn't resist it, but now there are only a few offspring left!" ”

Wu Lao's face changed, he pulled out his hand, glared and shouted, "You want to abandon the city, don't you?" You're going to abandon the city, aren't you? Your father died in order to defend the city, I have a good relationship with your father, I will kill you for him, a disobedient rebel! Let me tell you, abandoning the city is forgetting your ancestors, it is a great crime, and your father will not let you go. ”

Although the old man is old, his hand strength is not small, Hou Xuanyan jumped in pain, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wu, listen to my explanation." ”

The old man stubbornly stiffened his neck, although Hou Xuanyan respected his integrity, but there was no time to spend it with him at the moment.

"Uncle Wu! Do you think this small city of Jiading can be defended? There are only a few of us left in Jiading who are gasping, if we die, there will be few people who will go to our graves in the future, who will remember that this place is our homeland? If you lose your land, you will lose your land, and if you lose your land, you will save your land! ”

Sure enough, the slogan of evacuating Yan'an was easy to use, but the old man looked painful, but his tone was relaxed and asked, "You mean, can we still come back?" ”

"I promise, I'll bring you all back!"

Gong Laosan approached Wu Lao's ear and said that Hou Xuanyan had come back from the dead and seen the prince of the East. Wu Lao's face changed suddenly, and he said: "Okay, as long as I can come back, my old bones are not stupid people." ”

It turned out that Lao Wu didn't know that Jiading couldn't hold it, but the deteriorating situation made these gentry who were eager for the Ming Dynasty disappointed again and again, so that they despaired. All he thought in his heart was the martyrdom of the city...

What a venerable old man.

Wu Lao, who had figured it out, stood up and said miserably: "My old man is really damned for delaying time." Without further ado, you all go back and pack up and get off your way. ”

Hou Xuanyan was overjoyed in his heart, as long as Wu Lao opened his mouth, his appeal in Jiading was incomparable to others. Sure enough, as soon as he spoke, those who were still hesitant hurried back to pack their bags.

"Wen Yuan, you bring a few sturdy offspring and come with me."

Hou Xuanyan only thought that he wanted to clean up his belongings, and secretly said that there were nearly 1,000 people in the huge family business of Wu Mansion alone, and it seemed that they were almost killed. I'm going to escape, and I haven't even cleaned up a little soft. When he turned around, Xu Yuanbao and Hong Yixun were leaning on the big drum at the entrance of the yamen, so he beckoned them and called them to help.

After a few people came to Wu's mansion, Wu Lao took everyone to the backyard, in front of a rockery in the deep courtyard.

The front of the mountain was crawling with vines, and Wu Lao knocked lightly a few times, and the boulder slowly sank in. It turned out to be two forged wooden doors, made in the shape of stone, hidden by vines, and not discovered.

"No matter where you flee to, if you want to settle thousands of our fellow villagers, you will inevitably have to fight up and down. Here's what we've been passing down for generations, so take it all. ”

The three of them rushed into the cave, only to see that the golden light was shining, and it was full of pearls, jade, gold and silver. The huge wealth is hidden in the people, accumulated over several generations, and the jewels are full of dazzling to the three of them.

Hou Xuanyan was overjoyed, but he didn't notice that Wu Lao slowly walked to the pool in the courtyard alone.

"Hou Xuanyan! Remember what you said, take them, call back. With that, he rolled over and fell into the pool.

When Hou Xuanyan heard the shouting, he felt that something was wrong, and when he ran out to take a look, he was immediately annoyed.

"Help!"

The three of them were okay with water, and they jumped into the pool and fished them up. But after all, the old man is old, and he is choked by the water, and he can't live anymore.

The good people are more than happy, the family is prosperous, the children and grandchildren are full, and it is all empty in the blink of an eye, how can a white head resist the loneliness after such prosperity.

"Go back and find a few trustworthy ones, and bring a car back with you."

Xu Yuanbao agreed, and swooped out, he couldn't stand the depression here, this old man who had just died was too easy to remind him of his family, and that was the pain he couldn't bear yet.

Hong Yixun sat aside, and there were words in his mouth: "At that time, save the suffering Tianzun, fill the ten realms, often use the power of the gods, save all sentient beings, get away from the lost, sentient beings are unconscious, such as blindly seeing the sun and the moon, I am too middleless, and the collar is boundless..."

This is a commonly used scripture for Taoist transcendent practices, and the little Taoist priest Hong Yixun has not yet been qualified to come out alone to practice things.

But Xiao Dao Ye was extremely pious, and at this moment, he seemed to be the immeasurable Heavenly Venerable who was leading back to his place.