Chapter 42: A Little Mountain Village

This secret room was not very big, and it soon came to an end, Xu Qing saw a few thin figures, huddled and crammed in the corner, so he stepped forward, wanting to see clearly.

"Devil, you're the devil, don't come here! Woo, don't come here." At this time, a woman in the outermost voice trembled, her voice was crying, her body trembled when she spoke, and her pupils contracted sharply.

Xu Qing sighed secretly, he knew that these women must have been captured by the national teacher, and behind the woman who spoke, there were two women, but they didn't have any special reactions, they didn't seem to be afraid, they thought that they had been caught for some time, and they were used to seeing life and death, and they were completely numb.

Xu Qing cast a spell, and a little flame appeared out of thin air in front of him, as if it would be extinguished at any time, but it burned slowly and firmly, gradually the flame grew bigger and bigger, and finally it burned fiercely, as if the holy flame was not extinguished, it seemed that it would never be extinguished.

The three women in the corner, covered in blood and pale, spoke with fear in their eyes, while the other two women had nothing but emptiness and blankness in their eyes.

The flames flickered between them as if they were burning in the eyes of the three women. The flame not only burned in front of Xu Qing, but seemed to be able to burn in their hearts and ignite the hope in their hearts.

The fear in the eyes of the woman who spoke gradually disappeared as the flames grew, and the blankness and emptiness in the eyes of the other two women gradually receded, replaced by endless hope, an extreme desire for life.

Then Xu Qing took them out of the secret room, and when they learned that they were saved, they all cried silently, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Xu Qing, thanking Xu Qing for saving his life.

Xu Qing told them to stay in the bedroom and not to wander around, told them that someone would let them go soon, and then prepared to leave the national teacher's mansion and return to Shangguan's house.

It's just that when the three women saw that Xu Qing was leaving, they all looked frightened, crying and begging him not to leave them here. Xu Qing saw the look of fear on the faces of the three women, and he couldn't bear it, so he decided to send them home.

But at this time, he was worried, magic weapons and spiritual weapons could not be enlarged and reduced at will, and he could only carry one person with him, and the nerves of these three women were already tense to the limit, if two were left at this time, I am afraid that they would really collapse.

Of course, Xu Qing could take one person with the sword, and then hold one person in each hand, but he thought about it, and finally could only helplessly take out a shield magic weapon from the storage bag.

Immortal cultivators generally fly with the sword, because the speed of the sword is generally faster than that of other magic weapons, but it does not mean that the flying sword must be chosen for the flight of the imperial weapon. To be honest, the grade of the magic weapon shield in Xu Qing's hand is really not high, but it is very large, even if there are four people standing on it, there is no problem.

When the three women were standing on the shield, Xu Qing's imperial magic weapon flew into the air and flew towards the outside of the city.

On the way, Xu Qing's face was very unnatural, the imperial envoy shield flew, I'm afraid he was still the first, and what made him unbearable was that the flight speed was simply overwhelming, where had he tried to fly so slowly, if Liu Yang and Gao Han saw it, he was sure that they would laugh at him for the rest of their lives.

However, it was only Xu Qing who was depressed, and the three women behind him who were originally frightened seemed to have thrown away all their fears, and excitedly pointed to this and there for a while, and even more exaggeratedly, they even asked Xu Qingfei to be a little higher and let them pick a few clouds.

The three women Xu Qing rescued were all from the same place, and their families lived in a small mountain village thirty or forty miles away from the capital, so no matter how slow he was, it wouldn't take him long, and Xu Qing quickly completed the task.

The village is not large, there are only about twenty or thirty households, surrounded by mountains on three sides, lush trees, and a pond in front of the village, which makes the village look very quiet.

When Xu Qing landed in the village with three women, several villagers saw it, shouted immortals, and immediately kowtowed to Xu Qing, making Xu Qing, who had just landed, cry and laugh.

Soon the whole village was alarmed and everyone came out of their homes.

"Dad, mother!" At this time, the three women behind Xu Qing all rushed to the crowd with crying voices.

"Baby, you can make my mother worry about death..."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Xu Qing shook his head and was about to leave, but when he saw two people walking forward quickly, he stopped again and looked at them suspiciously.

"This son, do you know where my little flower is?" asked a woman in her thirties whose face was covered with vicissitudes of life, and behind him, a middle-aged man with a dark face also looked at Xu Qing expectantly, although he tried his best to remain calm, his slightly trembling body seemed to indicate the extreme tension in his heart.

"When I arrived, all but the three of them had already been killed. Xu Qing sighed, he was a little afraid to look at the heartbroken eyes of the couple.

"How can you just leave your mother like this?" the middle-aged woman's mournful cry resounded throughout the village, and everyone who heard it was sad and wept.

"Who is it? Who killed my baby?" the woman asked sadly, although the middle-aged man did not speak, the blazing hatred in his eyes was clearly visible, and his nails were also deeply sunk into the flesh due to sad hatred, oozing a little blood.

"You mourn, the murderer has been killed by me, and your daughter's revenge has been avenged. Xu Qing sighed and said, although the murderer is dead, the dead women will never come back to life.

"Girl, it's all useless for my father, I didn't protect you..." The belief in revenge that has always supported the middle-aged man finally collapsed at this moment, and he sat on the ground, crying sadly.

The original happy family of three was shattered like this, and it was hard to imagine how they would survive after losing their daughter, but Xu Qing couldn't help with all this, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

In the end, Xu Qing was invited to a villager's house, and two of the three women he rescued were from this family, a small but very warm family.

"We don't know how to thank Son, originally according to our rules here, we should give the two daughters to Son's concubines, but we also know that our daughters can't afford to climb high, and we don't dare to expect extravagance, so we want to give this thing to Childe to talk about gratitude. Hong Dabao, the only man in the family and the father of two women, said, and respectfully handed the object to Xu Qing.

"Saving them is just a gesture, and I can't accept this gift. Xu Qing shook his head and refused, Zhong Dabao's hand was covered with a piece of brocade, which was obviously very valuable to this family, how could he accept it?

"Please also ask Childe to accept it, this is handed down from our ancestors, and it is useless for us to keep it, no matter how precious things can be compared with my two daughters? Besides, this thing can only be regarded as an antique at most, and Childe may not be eye-catching, but this is already the most precious thing we have taken out. The middle-aged man said.

"Saving people is the business of my generation, how can I accept your gift?" Xu Qing still refused to accept the things in the hands of the middle-aged man.

"If the son doesn't accept it, our conscience is uneasy, if the son doesn't like this thing, then let my two daughters give the son as slaves and maids, if the son refuses both, then my two daughters will not marry in this life. The middle-aged man said, with a resolute look on his face.

Xu Qing looked at the simple middle-aged man helplessly, and had to agree to accept the thing.