On this night, both sides were nervously busy, they both knew that the other was about to act, but they were not sure of the specific time of the other party's action, only in this way, they were even more nervous, because the crisis could happen at any time, and they had to race against time to take the lead.

Falu Village, like Gejia Village, is one of the seven Dharma Protector tribes of the Temple, and the reason why these seven tribes have the special status of the Dharma Protector Tribe is not because they are the largest and most powerful among the tribes in the mountains, but because they are the closest to the Temple and have the longest history.

When the temple was first built, seven tribes moved here with His Holiness, and they surrounded the temple in search of a place to live, and thus took root. The Gu Sect has been inherited for more than 1,500 years, and they have also continued in this mountain for more than 1,500 years.

Due to the harsh natural conditions in the mountains, there are few people living long in the mountains, many people die young, and many people die of diseases. Therefore, the population of their tribe has never increased significantly, otherwise after 1,500 years of development, any of these seven tribes would be able to reproduce the population of a small country today.

Hearing that the second elder of the temple, Gedewa, was coming, Lin Shiti, the leader of Falu Village, hurriedly brought the elders of the village and several of his right-hand men to greet him, and when he saw Gedewa, he greeted him warmly: "Dear Elder Gedewa, why are you here?" ”

Gedwa said with a calm face: "Let's talk about it in the stockade!" Seeing his solemn face, Lin Shiti and the others smiled and followed him closely, Gedeva was familiar with the Falu Village, he went straight to the hall, walked a few steps up, suddenly turned around, and said in a deep voice: "His Holiness has a decree to be issued!" ”

Lin Shiti saw that his expression was cold all the way, and he was already worried in his heart, and suddenly heard the words "Venerable Decree", and his heart was even more shocked. Subconsciously, he knelt down, put his hands on the ground, and paused: "Respect the decree!" ”

Gedewa said sharply: "Gejiazhai refused to obey the orders of the temple, refused to move out of the original site for a long time, and even held a grudge because the Venerable took away the qualification of Gejiazhai to protect the Dharma, and now he brazenly sent troops to surround the temple, with the intention of disfavoring the Venerable. His Holiness decrees: I order you to immediately lead troops to rescue you. ”

Lin Shiti was taken aback and said in shock: "Second Elder, what do you say...... You say that Geduo betrayed His Holiness and intended to be unfavorable to His Holiness? ”

Gedwa nodded. He said angrily: "Every few decades, there will always be one or two bold people who will offend Shenwei!" It is always necessary to use thunderous means to kill them, so as to get peace for decades, and such reincarnation is not unusual.

It's just that Gejiazhai betrayed the Divine Sect as a protector of the Dharma, and did such a thing, but it was the first time in my mountains! Especially this time, they took advantage of the convenience of the adjacent temple to suddenly sneak attack. Trapping the Venerable is an unforgivable sin, and it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart if I don't let the Gejia Village go up in smoke. ”

One of the elders of Falu Village couldn't help but say, "Second Elder. Are you saying that the Gedoo has trapped His Holiness? ”

Gedwa nodded heavily and said, "Not bad! However, after the Venerable heard the warning, he had already laid down the Ten Gu Immortal Great Array, and tightly protected the ninth-layer shrine. The people of Geduo couldn't rush up, and His Holiness couldn't come out, so they had to retreat from the rebellious soldiers of Gejiazhai. in order to save His Holiness! ”

When Lin Shiti heard him say this, where did he dare to hesitate. At this time, the lord of the forest village thought that the second elder wanted him to lead the troops to the temple to relieve the siege for the Venerable, so without saying a word, he jumped up and shouted to the leaders in his own village: "What are you still doing in a daze, immediately gather the whole village Ding Zhuang, follow me to the temple, and protect the Dharma for the Venerable!" ”

Seeing this, a smug smile flashed across the corner of Gedwa's mouth. On the way here, he carefully considered how to say to Lin Shiti, and the two reasons that Ge Cailao said in anger were full of loopholes, and they couldn't stand scrutiny at all.

After thinking about it, he finally drew on the plot of the original Ge Yu Lao who led people to surround the Venerable Palace's dormitory, and the Venerable laid down a large array of "Thousand Years of Killing" to protect himself. Of course, if Lin Shiti is led to the Divine Mountain like this, he still has to wear the Bang, but things always have to come step by step, if Lin Shiti Xingshi moves to the shore of the Divine Lake, he doesn't want to return empty, and then he will find a way to change the direction of the attack.

However, thinking that he was the second elder of the Gu Sect, and that it was so difficult and painstaking to mobilize the soldiers and horses of a tribe, and that he had to find so many reasons, Gedewa suddenly understood the gap between him and Ge Yan.

The same elder, what Ge Yu Lao was facing at the beginning was the old Venerable who had presided over the teaching affairs for decades and had been sitting firmly on the altar for a lifetime, although he was about to reach the hearts of the people, but after all, his majesty was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Ge Yu Lao actually dared to trap himself in the dormitory, and his subordinates were willing to work hard for him. On the other hand, I can only use deception......

Gedwa stood in the chamber and thought wistfully, the more unwilling he became, and suddenly there was a trace of longing for power.

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As soon as the day dawned, Jinsha Valley began a new busy day.

The women got up very early, and they knelt down in front of the stove, and carefully led the fire into the stove, and then lowered their heads and blew into the stove, until the wood crackled and burned, and then they jumped up, patted their hands full of black ash and dust, and without washing, they grabbed a piece of the peeled branch and stirred it in the pot.

There was half a pot of water in the pot, and there were brown rice, nuts, and some jerky that was not delicious and full of fishy flesh and I don't know what kind of beast it was, and when the big pot of minced meat was almost stewed, they threw all the wild vegetables they had picked into it, and finally carefully sprinkled some salt into it.

It's time for the men to get up, unkempt and full of yellow teeth, where there are no conditions for washing and hygiene, they live like kennels, they eat like pigs, even if they used to be a human being, and now it is a luxury to want to live like a human being.

The men picked up a bowl of porridge with rice, meat, vegetables and soup, or squatted in front of their own dwellings, turning the bowl to drink porridge, or would walk around and go to the door of the neighbor's house, two or three people squatted together, occasionally whispering a few words, all simple um, rare to burst out of a sentence of more than three words.

More often than not, they just walk over with bowls without saying a word. Silently squatting next to the other men, everyone squatted in a row, and drank porridge "swooping".

"Open...... Work...... ......"

With a long shout, the gong sounded. The sides of the valley are too high for the sun to shine in until it is close to noon, so the inhabitants of the valley live a life that barely sees the light of day, and naturally there is no way to judge the time, and they can only roughly estimate and wait for someone to call when they go to work every day.

When the gong sounded, everyone had basically eaten breakfast. They returned the bowl to their door and set off in the same direction.

One person, several people, and more people met each other, most of them just made a few words as a sign of courtesy, and there was a rare smile on their faces. Glazed eyes, dull expressions, lifeless movements, or more appropriately the walking dead.

All of them were once the leaders of a tribe, and some were even important figures in the temple, once imposing, but since they were sent here. Their lives are only left to live, to live for the sake of living, and there is no interest in life, isn't it just a walking corpse?

Every morning. They filled their stomachs, rushed to the mine, and under the supervision of the overseers and samurai, they took shovels and pickaxes, carried baskets, and drilled into the mines. Gold ore and gold ore sand were dug out by them with a spade and a pickaxe. And he carried it out basket by basket.

Others were like donkeys, pushing the millstone around. The mining walking corpse walked up to the grinding walking corpse, "Ah! "Hmm!" A few words of greeting. The mining corpse poured the ore and coarse ore sand into the funnel-shaped hole in the middle of the millstone, and then hobbled away with the empty basket.

The grinding corpses mustered up their strength, and sometimes they would stop, climb onto the millstones, and smash the ore with stone pestles. The ore is ground into fine sand and loaded into carts to the river, where it is time for the women and children to come out.

By this time, it was not early, but because the sun did not enter, the fog on the waterside of the valley bottom was still very heavy, and the water was cold to the bone. The woman and the children went to the car to fetch the gold sand mines, put them in baskets and baskets, brought them into the cold river water, bent down and began to pan for gold.

In the places where these women and children gathered, they were a little more popular, and at least they could hear some conversations that were more than three syllables, and ...... Occasional laughter, albeit briefly.

The women and children had no one to watch over them, because there was no need, there was no need to worry about them hiding the golden sands, their fate was destined to end here, the gold meant nothing to them, what they needed was to pan for more gold, in exchange for a better horse, for a bag of rice that was not moldy, for two more pieces of salt, and better for a little medicine.

The cave and the scrub were guarded, but not because they were afraid that they would steal from them, but that they would escape if they had tools in hand.

Although the terrain of this Jinsha Valley is too dangerous, and there are guards guarding the high places, according to the condescending command, one person should be the pass, and no one can open it, but for the "miners" who are worse than death, they do not need to feel that there is hope to rush out, as long as their endurance reaches the limit of collapse, and they feel that it is better to die if they continue like this, they will go crazy to rush to break through, to create a glimmer of hope for themselves.

Today looks no different than yesterday, the miners just have to work from dawn until dark, drag their tired bodies back to their kennels, eat a large bowl of pig food, and then snort like pigs until the next morning, and continue their dark life.

During this period, perhaps the only joy is that the mother-in-law and the children have found a few more grains of gold sand, which can buy a little more necessities for their family. However, this day is destined to be different from the usual, because their Venerable One will preach His gospel to these eighteen hells today.

Lao Dewang, the minister of Tat, who carried the decree of His Holiness, led 1,200 brave and skilled warriors of his clan to quietly rush to Jinsha Valley in four ways. After the soldiers and horses of the four routes quietly ambushed and prepared for the brazen attack of the defenders of Jinsha Valley once they resisted the order, Dewang himself took eight guards and climbed to the top of the mountain proudly.

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