"It's like there's been a war in the mortal world."

"Indeed."

"It's so weird, I'll have to ask." Jiang Ying turned around and walked towards an old woman.

Fortunately, she and Rong Ji changed into civilian clothes when they left the mountain gate, and now they are just like two swordsmen on the road, and they don't look so suspicious.

"Sister, my brother and I passed by to see that our village was doing white things, but there has been a war outside recently?"

The old woman saw that Jiang Ying was beautiful and clean, with a bundle of green "baggage" tied behind her; Not far away, her "elder brother" was even more handsome, with a long sword behind his back, looking a young swordsman strong and neat.

He also thought of the misfortune and the withering people in his village. A grievance came to his heart, and he actually leaned over to wipe his tears, so he curled up tighter in the night.

"Alas, if there is a war, there is still hope, and now we old and young can only wait for death."

Jiang Ying saw that he had found the words, so he hurriedly squatted down beside the old woman, patted her on the back, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Tell me brother and sister, and we might be able to help! ”

As he spoke, he put his other hand behind his back and beckoned Rong Ji over.

Rong Ji's poker face rarely became gentle, giving Jiang Ying enough face: "That's right, you can talk about it." ”

The old woman looked at the two clean and good-looking young men, wiped the tears from her face vigorously, as if she had to wipe even the folds clean, and then stood up tremblingly:

"The wind is blowing, little girl, you can help the old woman and enter the house!"

Jiang Ying and Rong Ji glanced at each other quickly, and they both saw vigilance in each other's eyes, they couldn't use the spell now, and they were already three points more nervous than usual.

Seeing that the other party was also holding this string, they were a lot more relieved.

Jiang Ying held the old woman's arm and helped the person to move slowly into the house, while Rong Ji watched coldly from the side, and he noticed that since Jiang Ying helped the old lady get up, they had gathered a lot of eyes here.

I couldn't take out the magic weapon, only the spirit sword for flying in my hand. Rong Ji looked at Jiang Ying's back with some concern. At this moment, Jiang Yingxin felt something, turned around and winked at Rong Ji, and shook his waist to the side.

Rong Ji was stunned at first, this action was a bit amorous, and Jiang Ying's more and more slender figure was very pleasing to the eye. He glanced up and down, and then returned to Jiang Ying's face.

I saw her look on her demented face, and realized that she should want to show herself the whip wrapped around her waist.

Originally, Jiang Ying wanted to show his foresight of the natal magic weapon plug-in, but he was unhappy to be looked up and down by Rong Ji like this. Can white moonshine be so greasy? Disillusioned, disillusioned.

Then I saw him nod at himself with some shame, indicating that he knew, and he understood it quickly!

Entering the old woman's messy room, you can still vaguely see the traces of the past lively, the New Year's pictures hanging on the wall have long since fallen off a corner, and the corners of the Eight Immortals table are polished, but now the table top is covered with ashes.

"Auntie, are you the only one in the family?"

"Yes, I'm the only old thing left, my wife died early, and my four sons are all gone!" Speaking of her son, she suddenly began to howl, and a huge amount of sound erupted from her old body.

Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Rong Ji while appeasing the old woman.

Rong Ji looked at a pair of chopsticks in the depths of the stove, seven pairs.

And the old couple plus four sons, in fact, there are only six people, and what about the other?

Seeing half of the water-blue coarse cloth embroidered shoes buried in the ashes of the stove, Rong Ji suddenly felt that something was wrong! At the same time, the old lady grabbed Jiang Ying's hand and patted her shoulder hard, although the monk's strong muscles and bones did not feel pain, but this kind of force was too abnormal.

Sure enough, there was a sudden fire outside the house! A dozen old women and some half-grown children suddenly surrounded the place. He shouted "Okay, have an explanation" or something like that.

A few people with a little strength rushed in with hemp ropes to tie people up.

Jiang Ying and Rong Ji were quickly separated by those people, although it was a piece of cake for the two to deal with these villagers, but the tacit understanding of the two did not move, and the villagers let them tie them up and take away the spirit sword and lotus leaf baggage.

"These two people are so handsome and so well dressed, they must be from a big family, we won't be caught, right?" An old man touched Jiang Ying's clothes and asked stupidly.

The owner of this house, Pan Po, who has now changed her face, pointed to his nose and screamed: "How can I care so much, I just hope that these two people have that...... Spiritual roots? Give them away, and my son will come back! ”

At this time, a young woman with a resentful face was yin and yang on the periphery: "Mrs. Pan, if it weren't for your daughter's incompetence, there would be a worthless miscellaneous spirit root, and we wouldn't have to take this risk!" ”

"That hoof is dead, what are you talking about her for? If these two are good spiritual roots, you can come back if you are good, you are a cheap billet who knows that there is no spiritual root at a glance, and what kind of tongue is mixed with it!? Pan Po's mouth was not clean, and she was still scolding after she finished speaking.

"Come on, a few nearby villages, but anyone who may have a little spiritual root, have asked people to shoot flowers and knives. Who hasn't lost a few people? Who still has time to listen to your arguing here, send someone back for your own man! "There was a woman in the crowd who proposed, and it was supported by the majority.

Hearing this, Jiang Ying finally knew that someone wanted a spiritual root!

It is true that there are a lot of people missing here, but the screening characteristic is "there may be spiritual roots". This also means that the person or organization that grabbed people can't use magic here, and then lock the spiritual root.

Although these villagers are pitiful, their hearts are not good; It's not good-eyed, but it's not smart - how can those who capture people keep so many people alive and waiting for them to wait for them? It is estimated that their families have long been killed and fed to the fish. When they find a satisfying spiritual root, they too will be wiped out.

Now it's a gamble, the two of them have been standing still, and they have been sent to the culprit, and in the case that neither side can use the spell, which side has more people and which side is more likely to fight!

But Rong Ji didn't think so, in Rong Ji's heart, these are relatively secondary, just beat them down now and ask them to lead the way faster, if the person is related to the snake disaster, then take it away, if it is not related, then let it go.

This difference in thinking directly led to the fact that as soon as Rong Ji held his hand, the hemp rope on his body was broken! He grabbed a piece of rope in the air, and the five old men around him couldn't get up.

And Jiang Ying's sentence "Don't startle the snake" was held in his mouth, and he couldn't say it. Because she was stuffed with a rag in her mouth by the quick-eyed Pan Po, this Pan Po actually planned to take Jiang Ying to run away with Jiang Ying and sacrifice the treasure herself when Rong Ji unilaterally beat others!

It's finally done~Good night friends~!