Chapter 142: Yingluo's Request
"Truth be told, I don't know how I got here, I just strayed into a fog before, and when I came out, I got here. Shen Luo saw that the other party's words were sincere, his expression softened, and he said after thinking for a while.
"Daoist friends broke in by mistake through the mist, could it be that you can access the outside world in the mist?" Yingluo's eyes lit up, and he asked with some eagerness.
"I don't know about that. Miss Yingluo, can you tell me what kind of place this is?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.
"This is Changshou Village in Beiqiao County, Baoxiang Country. Yingluo replied.
"Baoxiang Country, isn't that the boundary of Xiniu Hezhou......" Shen Luo was taken aback when he heard this.
He had read a predecessor's travelogue in the view before, and had seen the record of the Baoxiang Kingdom from it, and knew that it was very far away from the Tang Dynasty located in Nanzhan Buzhou, and he didn't realize that he secretly muttered to himself, this time he fell into a dream, and he actually crossed a continent directly?
"Isn't Daoyou a native of China?" Yingluo said with some surprise.
"It's true that I'm from somewhere else, to be precise, I'm from a place called 'Datang'. Shen Luo came back to his senses, smiled at Yingluo, and said.
"Datang...... No wonder I see that the clothes of Taoist friends are a little strange, I don't know what to call them? Thank you for your help this time, save Changshou Village from fire and water, please accept Yingruo's worship. Ying Ruo said, a smile appeared on her face, and she arched her hand at Shen Luo.
"Miss Ying doesn't have to be polite. My name is Shen Luo, I shouldn't be a few years older than you, if you don't mind, just call me big brother. Shen Luo hurriedly returned the salute and said.
"Brother Shen. Yingluo replied cheerfully.
"Miss Yingluo, can you tell me what's going on with the fog outside? Listening to what you just said, it seems that this fog can't get outside?" Shen Luo asked again, a look of solemnity appeared on his face.
"Brother Shen doesn't know anything about the mist, how did he get out of it safely?" Hearing this, a strange look flashed in Yingluo's eyes.
"I got here by accident, and there's no deception. If the girl knows anything, please tell me the truth. Shen Luo said seriously.
"Actually, I don't know what this fog is about, I only know that after the Heavenly Demon destroyed the world hundreds of years ago, the surroundings of Changshou Village began to be filled with fog, and we were also isolated here. Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly.
"What happens when people walk in?" Shen Luo asked with raised eyebrows, but he unconsciously remembered the "monsters swallowing the sky and the heavenly fire descending into the world" mentioned by Yu Yan's father and son before, which seemed to be hundreds of years ago, and I don't know if the two are the same thing.
"It is said that once a person steps into it, he will lose his way, and if he goes a little farther, he will be trapped in it. At the beginning of the year, there were still villagers who kept trying to enter it to find their way, but then too many people died, and no one dared to set foot in it anymore. Yingluo said with some bitterness.
"In other words, you have been cut off by this fog for hundreds of years? How is this possible! You have been besieged for so long that you have not survived. Shen Luo said in disbelief, in his opinion, the little cultivated land outside the village did not look like how many people could be fed.
"When the fog first began to besiege the village, it wasn't that bad. At that time, there was still fertile land outside the village to cultivate, and each family also domesticated domestic animals, and there were also several outer disciples of Fangcun Mountain stationed in the village. Under their leadership, although life was difficult, it was barely able to support it, but later, a lot of things happened, and the situation was worse every year. Yingluo paused.
"I've heard the girl mention Fangcun Mountain many times, but I don't know what this Fangcun Mountain is?" Shen Luo asked again.
"The big mountain that our longevity village is back to is Fangcun Mountain, when I was a child, I heard my father mention that there were immortals living on this mountain before, and there were also real immortal cultivators. At that time, the village was sheltered by it, and the weather was always smooth. There are also many young people in the village, who can learn spells by selecting and worshipping the immortals of Fangcun Mountain. Yingluo said, with a hint of yearning in his eyes.
"Since there is such a powerful Immortal Cultivation Sect here, why don't you ask them for help after you are trapped?" Shen Luo frowned.
"It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. Back then, those Fangcun Mountain disciples in the village had used special means to send a message to the mountain, but unfortunately no one responded. Later, they also ventured to try to climb the mountain, but they went to three people, and only my ancestor escaped. He was already a monk in the early stage of soul condensation, and when he returned, he was seriously injured and died, leaving only a sentence of 'don't go to the mountain', and passed away. Yingluo sighed and said.
"Maybe something happened on this square inch mountain. Shen Luo said thoughtfully.
"I don't know what happened on the mountain, in short, after the Heavenly Demon destroyed the world, the immortals there seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again. It's just that everyone in the village still fantasizes that one day the gods on the mountain will come back. Yingluo smiled bitterly.
"No wonder you say in front of the villagers that I am a monk of Fangcun Mountain. Shen Luo said suddenly.
"It's really a helpless move. The monsters attacked again and again, and the villagers were already exhausted and almost desperate. I can only say that you are an immortal coming down from Fangcun Mountain to arouse their last glimmer of hope, otherwise even if the demon beasts no longer attack, they will not be able to live. Yingluo's expression darkened and he said.
Shen Luo recalled the appearance of those villagers before, and thought of their numb and desperate expressions, and suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was really not easy.
This is a white lie, but it is not a long-term solution. Shen Luo sighed.
"It is better to fight with hope than to die in despair...... Speaking of which, thank you for not exposing my lies earlier. Yingluo said.
"It doesn't hurt. But I'm a little strange, it seems that there are no other immortal cultivators in this village besides you?" Shen Luo shook his head and said.
"Originally, there was actually another one, but after her dantian was injured, she lost all her mana, and now she is no different from ordinary people. Hearing this, Yingluo's eyes flashed slightly.
"Is the person you are talking about the white-haired mother-in-law with a bunch of children?" Shen Luo thought for a moment and suddenly asked.
"How did you find out?" said Yingluo, surprised.
"All the villagers, whether they believe me or not, look at me differently from her. Shen Luo remembered the old woman's eyes and said.
"It's her. But you don't have to worry about it, Granny Ma is just a little weird-tempered, and she hardly talks to the rest of the village except me and those children. Yingluo said busily.
"Those children ......," Shen Luo said here, slightly hesitating.