Chapter 1984 Getting into Trouble
Time passed quietly minute by minute, and no one knew how long it had passed. Liu Jun and the others in the carriage had no intention of going out to check the situation.
They just stayed in the car quietly, listening to the sounds coming from outside. The wailing sounds one after another are getting weaker and weaker. It is obvious that this fierce battle has gradually come to an end.
"Okay, let's take the demon dog back." The guard captain's steady and powerful voice sounded again.
After hearing the order, several guards quickly took out something that looked like a small conch horn from their arms, put it to their mouths and blew it hard.
As the slightly low and long sound of "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," the red-eyed demon dog that was still killing people outside suddenly became quiet as if it heard some mysterious instructions.
There was a hint of tameness in their originally fierce eyes. They turned around quickly, rushed back in the direction of the carriage and got back into the carriage.
These demon dogs are specially bred by the guards to deal with various dangers, and they often play a huge role at critical moments.
"Go and clean up the battlefield. Others will be on guard and treat the wounded." The guard captain continued to issue orders in an orderly manner.
The guards who received the order to clean up the battlefield acted quickly. And the so-called cleaning of the battlefield is actually not a complicated matter. They first worked together to pile up the corpses lying on the ground one by one.
After the corpses were piled up, a guard took out a special potion bottle from his waist and carefully sprinkled the potion evenly on the pile of corpses.
The potion exuded a pungent smell that filled the air. Then, another guard threw the torch in his hand towards the pile of corpses.
In an instant, the flames burst into flames, and the raging fire quickly devoured the pile of corpses. Along with the "cracking" sound, the flames grew stronger and stronger. In just a few minutes, the shocking pile of corpses turned into a pile of ashes, slowly falling in the wind.
On the caravan side, after some counting, it was found that the servants and the guards had injured a total of seventeen people and two people died.
This tragic number of casualties made the atmosphere in the caravan feel particularly heavy. The injured people lay on improvised stretchers, groaning in pain. Blood was still oozing from their wounds, staining the fabric underneath them red.
Some of the uninjured people were busy bandaging the wounds of the wounded, while others looked sadly in the direction of their fallen companions, mourning silently.
At this moment, a gentle and bright white light, without warning, centered on the carriage Liu Jun and the others were riding in, and quickly spread to the surroundings. The white light was as soft as the warmest sunshine in spring, with an indescribable tranquility and peace.
Although this white light seemed to only spread a distance of just over a hundred meters, this seemingly limited range accurately covered everyone present.
At this moment, enveloped in white light, they felt only a warm breath, slowly rising from the soles of their feet and quickly spreading throughout their bodies.
That warmth seemed to have magical power, and the fatigue from just going through a battle was swept away in an instant. Everyone can clearly feel that their originally heavy body has become lighter, as if all the fatigue has been taken away by this white light.
And those who were unfortunately injured in the battle truly felt the wonder of this white light. The wounds on their bodies that were originally dripping with blood healed quickly under the caress of white light at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wound that was still leaking blood gradually stopped bleeding, and new skin began to grow slowly.
Those who were seriously injured and were lying weakly on the stretchers, their breaths so weak that they seemed to disappear at any time, although they still closed their eyes tightly at this moment and have not yet woken up from the coma, their breathing has obviously become smooth and strong. He was pulled back from the brink of death.
"What are you doing?" Liu Jun's eyes widened, staring at the priest's staff emitting white light in Nia's hand, his eyes full of surprise and helplessness.
The white light full of magical power just now was emitted by Nia waving the priest's staff in her hand.
"I, I was rescuing people just now." When Nia heard that Liu Jun's tone was wrong, her heart thumped, and she immediately realized that she seemed to have done something wrong inadvertently.
There was a hint of panic and confusion in her eyes, and she held the priest's staff tightly in her hand, as if seeking some comfort.
"Is there a birdman nearby?" Yao Guangxiao frowned slightly and asked softly.
Compared to Liu Jun, his spiritual consciousness is not as powerful and cannot cover too far a range. However, relying on his understanding of Liu Jun and Liu Jun's strange reaction at that moment, he was keenly aware that something seemed to be wrong.
"Yes." Liu Jun sighed helplessly, with a hint of solemnity in his voice. His eyes looked into the distance, as if he wanted to penetrate the layers of trees and see clearly the crisis hidden in the dark. At this time, he knew in his heart that trouble might be coming.
On a thick tree eight or nine hundred meters away from them, a strange-looking two-winged messenger was hiding in it, looking at the dazzling white light on Liu Jun's side.
But for some reason, as if he sensed the approaching danger, he suddenly spread out his broad and powerful wings, and with a "whooshing" sound of flapping wings, he instantly rose into the sky and flew towards Qianyu City without hesitation.
The moment the two-winged messengers just took off, several green lights cut through the night sky like lightning, flying towards him at extremely fast speeds. The speed of these green lights was so fast that people almost had no time to react. In the blink of an eye, the green light directly hit the flying two-winged messenger.
There was a loud "bang" sound, like a heavy object falling to the ground. The body of the two-winged messenger trembled suddenly, and the originally powerful wings instantly lost their strength. The whole person fell heavily from mid-air, hitting the ground and raising a cloud of dust.
And in front of him, a strange figure appeared out of nowhere. It was a small human-shaped cactus with a very cute appearance. It was the spirit of the phoenix tree that had been accompanying Liu Jun.
The spirit of Wutong was waving its cute and cute little hand, with playful and agile movements. As it waved its little hand, countless green vines instantly stretched out from the surrounding land. Those vines seemed to have their own consciousness, crawling quickly towards the two-winged messenger, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye. For a moment, all that could be seen was dense vines intertwined together, forming a huge green package.
After a while, the vines slowly retracted, as if they had completed an important mission. The two-winged messengers who were originally lying on the ground had disappeared at this moment, as if they had never appeared here.
The Spirit of the Indus Tree swayed slightly, with a faint emerald green light shining all over. As the light gradually dimmed, it disappeared silently, leaving only the patch of grass where it had briefly stayed, and a faint trace of spiritual energy fluctuations remaining.
What she didn't notice was that at the moment she disappeared, an invisible white light suddenly appeared on the ground.
This white light is extremely subtle, and would be almost undetectable if it weren't for the dim environment. Like a shooting star, it flew out from the ground with a hint of urgency, and then quickly flew in the direction of Qianyu City, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
When the Wutong Spirit returned to Liu Jun, he also breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face. If his whereabouts were exposed and the eight-winged birdman caught up, none of them would survive.
"It's okay, the birdman is dead." Liu Jun said in a relaxed tone.
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"Yes, I'm sorry." Nia lowered her head, her voice trembling.
She also understood that her negligence had almost caused a catastrophe. At this time, she was full of self-blame and guilt. She hurriedly apologized to Liu Jun, her eyes full of regret.
"It's okay. Next time, follow the command and do whatever I ask you to do." Liu Jun waved his hand. Although he said it was okay, there was still a trace of seriousness in his eyes.
At this moment, a guard suddenly pointed at Liu Jun's carriage and said loudly: "Brother, I just saw it. This white light seems to be coming from carriage No. 2."
The carriage in which the employer, the coffee painter, was riding was carriage No. 1, while the carriage in which Liu Jun and the others were riding was carriage No. 2.
The guard captain's eyes looked at the No. 2 carriage in the middle of the team. That carriage had an exquisite appearance, its body was engraved with exquisite patterns, and even its wheels were carefully carved. It was definitely a luxury carriage.
A feeling of curiosity and gratitude surged in the heart of the guard captain. The magical power that had just come from Carriage No. 2 allowed the injured people to quickly recover their physical strength and turn the danger into safety.
Unable to suppress the gratitude in his heart, he walked towards Carriage No. 2, wanting to go forward and sincerely express his gratitude.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, he was blocked by a lithe maid.
The maid is dressed in light blue clothes, with gentleness and intelligence in her eyebrows. She bowed slightly and said politely but with dignity: "Captain Zhang, the lady specifically told me that the people sitting in this carriage are distinguished guests. The lady told me not to disturb the distinguished guests. I also hope that Captain Zhang can be kind to you." Forgive me.”
"Ang, okay, I understand." The guard captain was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Listen up, everyone, no one is allowed to disturb the distinguished guests in Carriage No. 2. Anyone who disobeys the order will be severely punished!" The guard captain turned around and ordered to the surrounding guards. He was very aware of these guys who lick blood from their swords. If Without giving an order, maybe a few would be curious enough to come over and take a look.
Although the guard captain issued an order not to disturb, this did not mean that the curiosity in the guards' hearts dissipated, nor did it mean that they could not discuss it in private.
The guards all sat together and talked animatedly. And the center point of their discussion always revolved around what kind of big shot was in Carriage No. 2.
These guards are not ordinary people. They have traveled all over the country, experienced countless winds and rains, shuttled among the lights of swords and shadows, and experienced countless tests of life and death.
They know very well how precious and rare the ability to perform group healing is.
Those who can cast this kind of magic are all famous and respected figures in the world.
They speculated on the identity of this mysterious guest. Some said that he might be an elder of a certain powerful force, while others said that he might be a great medical saint who had lived in seclusion for many years. There were different opinions, but there was still no conclusion. Everyone's eyes sparkled with curiosity, and they were full of endless reveries about the mysterious figure in Carriage No. 2.