Lan Shuying led the old road into Huangjia Village.

An outsider suddenly came to the village, attracting many people to watch all the way, but because she was known as "fairy child", they didn't dare to come up and ask directly, and after a while, Huang Aren next to him was pulled away, and he should have been interrogated.

She took Lao Dao to the dilapidated house where she came.

Nowadays, this circle is the most lively in the village. The villagers eat a big pot of rice, usually in front of the long-tongued woman next door, and you can still hear the noise of children next door.

As soon as Lao Dao entered the door, he shook off the dust uncomfortably, and whispered: "The earth here is cloudy, and there seems to be a resentful air hovering around." ”

Kanyu said that it has been inherited for a long time, and there is obviously a truth to it, this is a house where people have died, and it is definitely different from an ordinary house to live in. However, Lan Shuying herself doesn't know how many years she has lived, and she doesn't care about this little fight.

She nodded and told him about Ah Xiu's hanging in the next room.

Lao Dao did not let go of this topic, and said: "Not only that, I see that there is a new mourner here!" ”

Lan Shuying thought to herself, this old way is quite stubborn, and he just suffered a loss today and doesn't have a long memory.

She is not afraid that the matter of killing Huang Jinbao will be exposed here in Lao Dao - that person has the heart to harm her first, if she doesn't fight back, she will already become meat in the pot.

If Lao Dao had to talk about this, she also wanted to ask: Since he is profound, he can pinch and calculate, why didn't he show up earlier? If he had the ability to restrain the bad guys, of course she wouldn't choose to fight violence with violence.

Why, it's fun to dye a layer of karma, right?

I have to work hard to burn it clean when I go back, what if I get tired?

Lan Shuying's face turned slightly cold, and reminded: "The Taoist said on the road just now that the earth dragon turned over, and I also know about it, but I can't calculate the specific time, so I am very worried." Does the Taoist have a high opinion? ”

Lao Dao has followed the master since he was a child, and there are three branches in the door: Kanyu, Demon Extermination, and Misfortune, and he has studied the most deeply.

He calculated the earthquake in Daniu Mountain many days in advance, and it was very laborious to save these hundreds of people from danger, but if he succeeded, he would definitely be able to bring him a lot of merit!

That's why he took the risk of using the spirit rune given by his master, and the wind was blowing under his feet, so he walked out of a path on the cliff and entered the mountain smoothly.

Of course, he will not say these words to this strange "fairy child", only that he is sure, but there is no guarantee that everyone can get out of danger, and now he must win the trust of the villagers, and when the time comes, they will do what he says, and he cannot hesitate and rebel at all.

Lan Shuying breathed a sigh of relief, "There's no need to get the letter, everyone here believes in the mountain god, they will listen to what I say, and the Taoist only needs to tell me what he thinks." ”

Lao Dao was a little hesitant.

"You tell me what day the earth dragon turned over, this is also to save people, it is not a leak of heavenly secrets, right?"

"This ......"

Lao Dao finally told her the time.

Seeing her happy face, he hurriedly warned: "Don't dig the road!" ”

"Huh?"

"There is a lot of resentment in the mud of the poor Taoist temple, if we make a living here, we will definitely be ruined." He said euphemistically.

Lan Shuying understood what he meant, some villagers died when he was digging the silt mountain before, and Lao Dao was afraid that there would be a "ghost for the dead" incident.

She nodded: "I didn't plan to go down this path. ”

"And you're going to do that?" The old man twisted his eyebrows.

Lan Shuying dipped in some water and drew a simple map on the table.

"Dao Chang, look at it, this is Huangjia Village, here is the outer layer of silt, if we can get here smoothly...... It is also feasible to go over the mountain wall, go this way, get to this point, and then go down with the help of tools, you can go around the silt and fly directly out of the mountain. ”

Lao Dao was surprised, she seemed to have a plan, but he hadn't considered this route on the spot, and he couldn't believe it, "You walked?" ”

Lan Shuying smiled, "The terrain within a radius of miles is in my heart, what is lacking is tools and the east wind, I heard the Taoist chief say that there are still some days to prepare, I am more at ease." "She trusts her eyes and her analytical skills.

Even so, Lao Dao still has to go and see it in person before he is willing to cooperate.

Because his plan is to first figure out which place on the mountain is the Shengmen, lead the villagers over, and then cooperate with the secret technique in the door to hide from the sky and the sea, and save as many villagers as possible.

But this "fairy child" is bolder than him - she doesn't want to hide it, but leaves this danger directly.

Judging from the effect of the plan, it is indeed her idea that is better, but it is difficult to implement, and I don't know how many people can be brought out in the end.

Lao Dao sighed and slapped two more spirit runes on his legs, "Poor Dao is also gone." ”

"Walk slowly."

……

After getting the exact date, Lan Shuying was in a good mood and went out to discuss with the villagers, to be precise, to arrange work.

The first step is to use a pickaxe to carve out a foothold during the climb and help the villagers cross the mountain wall.

The second step is to need a simple tent and enough food and water, because the road behind is not short.

The third step is...... Make kites.

The kite that can carry people is very particular about it, she knows the structure, and the safety factor is okay, but the consumables and production are big problems.

In the following period, the villagers were sent around in groups, and the discarded kites were piled up into a small mountain bag, and finally it was completed.

Ten kites are arranged in a row on the ground, and the flowers are very eye-catching.

Not all the villagers dared to ride it, so they didn't do much, and the rest of the people would go down with "ropes" connected by vines and cloth.

Lao Dao is worried, and he is afraid that something will happen.

Lan Shuying didn't tell him that she had simulated hundreds of times, and only let him relax.

He fiddled with a few copper coins every day, and finally waited for a windy day.

On the eve of the wind, the villagers reluctantly left their homeland and set off for that side with their bags on their backs.

The journey was smooth, but when they were about to reach their destination, everyone suddenly felt dizzy and unsteady on their feet.

Lan Shuying sighed, and comforted the old man with an unbelievable face: "Dao Chief, don't panic, the hexagram should be right, this is a small scene, just think that the Heavenly Lord is giving us a hint." ”

This was a small earthquake before the catastrophe, which only lasted for more than ten seconds, but it brought many people the feeling of the rest of their lives, and many people couldn't help but kneel and cry bitterly.

"Set up your tent and rest." Lan Shuying said to the old son of the clan, "Wait until everyone settles down and has enough physical strength before hurrying." ”

"Okay, listen to the fairy!"

Lao Dao pinched the copper coin, and looked at this scene with his eyes, and felt even more uncomfortable.

These days, he can be regarded as appreciating, he is not even a fart when he talks here, this little fairy boy is different, and his spit is golden.

He even suspected that even if she farted in public, the villagers would be able to give instructions to the mountain god.

Why is the gap between this person and others so big?

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