The faint cry was so obvious in the silence of Mountain Hollow at this moment.
Song Changsheng's heart trembled, and he hurried towards the direction where the crying came from. In front of a haystack, he saw two corpses, a man and a woman, kneeling on the ground hugging each other.
They held each other quietly, their faces filled with fear.
This is a young couple, probably in their early twenties. There are two small packages scattered around them, filled with soft and golden pancakes on both sides.
It seems that when the great change occurred, they planned to escape from this hell on earth, but the changes in their bodies made them despair, and the couple eventually died embracing each other.
The baby's cry came from between the two of them, very faintly.
He stretched out his hand to separate the two people, revealing a swaddled baby. The little guy closed his eyes tightly, and his white and tender hands were scratching in the air, sobbing weakly.
"This child was not planted with Gu Insect?"
Song Changsheng picked it up carefully, feeling a little at a loss for a moment. He had never had the experience of raising a child.
After being stunned for a while, he reached out and gently wiped away the Corrupted Blood on his little face, his heart full of pity.
The child looked to be just over a month old.
Originally, he was supposed to have a happy family, but now, everything is like a dream.
Of the tens of thousands of people in the clan, he should be the only one left.
Seeing him, Song Changsheng couldn't help but think of his previous life.
It's just that at that time, he still had Grandfather, who was slovenly but loved him, and he really had nothing to rely on...
Song Changsheng checked him carefully and found no trace of injury or Gu Insect.
Probably because the child was just born, Feng Wuming had not yet had time to plant Gu Insect in his body, which allowed this new life to escape.
Fortunately and unfortunately.
"Senior Song, this little guy must be starving." Wu Yan immediately reminded from the side.
"This..."
Song Changsheng was immediately in trouble. They two grown men didn't have those parts.
Spirit Liquid He had a lot of it, but his small body couldn't bear it. Even just a little bit was enough to make him explode and die.
"You continue to collect the body, and be sure to pay attention to see if there are any survivors. I will take this little guy to find some food." After that, he took the child into the dense forest...
Watching Song Changsheng clumsily hug the little guy and leave, Wu Yan suddenly felt very emotional in his heart. "This Senior Song is really different."
From the beginning, he discovered that there were many things about Song Changsheng that were different from ordinary people.
He is obviously a high-ranking Foundation Establishment Cultivator, but he doesn't have the slightest contempt for these low-status Qi Condensation Rogue Cultivator, enough to call him a "fellow Daoist".
He also took the initiative to save the lives of more than a dozen of his brothers. If it had been anyone else, who would have cared about the lives and deaths of a few Rogue Cultivators. It would have been nice not to give them a lift in advance.
Not only that, he will be angry when he sees mortals being slaughtered, and he will feel pity when he sees the surviving babies.
You must know that in this world, even those righteous monks who always talk about "justice" are very few who can achieve this step.
In the eyes of most immortal cultivators, the lives of mortals are no more noble than weeds on the roadside.
If it weren't for the major holy places that explicitly prohibited the slaughter of mortals, those so-called "righteous monks" might not be any better than those Heretics and Demonic Cultivators.
In comparison, what Song Changsheng did was really almost like a saint, which filled Wu Yan's heart with admiration.
He believed that it was impossible to do what Song Changsheng was like. Even if he was faced with the corpses all over the place, the most he could do was set a fire to prevent them from being exposed in the wilderness.
"There are still people who say that Senior Song is a ruthless maniac who kills without blinking an eye. This is really ridiculous. We should dig out his eyeballs and take a closer look." Wu Yan thought viciously.
Looking down at the two corpses that had gradually become stiff, Wu Yan shook his head and said softly, "You can rest in peace if you can meet an expert like Senior Song."
After saying that, he released a big illusory hand to lift the two of them up, intending to put them together with the other corpses.
"Ding"
Just as the woman was leaving the ground, a round piece of Auspicious Cloud Jade Pendant slipped from her lapel and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Wu Yan took a photo of it and took a look at it, and found that there was a character engraved on the back, which was an ancient Chinese character. However, he was Ye Luzi and had only heard of it but did not recognize it.
"Although it's just ordinary white jade, it's good to keep it as a souvenir." Wu Yan casually put it into Storage Bag, and then continued to collect the body...
In order to get some food for this small little guy, Song Changsheng had no choice but to become an expert at milking. In the eyes of a female leopard with resentment and fear, Song Changsheng walked away with a small can of Beast Milk.
After drinking Beast Milk, the little guy's condition was obviously much better. He didn't cry or fuss. He stared at Song Changsheng with a pair of big watery eyes, full of curiosity.
Then... peed all over Song Changsheng.
When he finished the hurried processing and returned to Mountain Hollow, the last ray of the sun was submerged in the darkness.
Wu Yan worked hard and collected all the corpses together, dug a big pit and buried them.
There are too many, and it is simply unrealistic to bury them one by one. This is already the best destination for the Ling Clan family.
"It's been really hard on you today."
The child in his arms was already asleep, and Song Changsheng's voice was unconsciously lowered. If the distance were not close enough, Wu Yan wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying.
"The small ones are just trying their best."
Looking at the big earth bag in front of him, Song Changsheng took a piece of Greenstone, pointed like a knife, and quickly carved lines of small characters on it, and then stood directly in front of the earth bag.
This is mainly to let others understand what happened. Ling Clan is considered a wealthy family around here. If he is suddenly wiped out, it will definitely cause panic and investigation.
After all, killing mortals is taboo no matter where you are.
After doing all this, Song Changsheng sighed quietly and said softly, "Get ready to go back."
Wu Yan nodded, then took out the Jade Pendant he picked up and said, "Senior, this is the Jade Pendant found on his mother's body."
After taking Jade Pendant and Song Changsheng, they took a closer look and were a little surprised. There was actually the word "Ling" in ancient style on it.
This ancient Chinese character comes from Ancient Era, which is hundreds of thousands of years old. It is very different from modern characters. If you don't go through systematic study, you will not be able to recognize it at all.
This can reflect the difference between Lineage disciples and Rogue Cultivator. The Song Clan clan members are required to master all this knowledge before they reach adulthood.
On the other hand, Wu Yan, who was born in Yeluzi, has no access to these things at all.
Therefore, in this world, the tragedy of not being able to read after being inherited by our predecessors is really possible.
"Ling should be your last name, so from now on, your name will be Ling Yun." Song Changsheng put Jade Pendant and the little guy next to each other and whispered.
"Senior, what are you going to do with this child?"
After having more contact with Song Changsheng, Wu Yan gradually relaxed his courage and asked Song Changsheng curiously on the way back.
Although he regarded Song Changsheng as a senior, he knew very well that the other party was definitely not over thirty years old this year.
In Mortal World, he may be the father of several children at this age, but he is still a solid young man among the monks.
Especially among Foundation Establishment Cultivator, who has a lifespan of more than 200 years, this age has just begun, and he definitely has no experience in raising children.
He could tell that Song Changsheng liked this child very much, but since he came to Xiangzhou from Ling Province, he must have something to do, and it was not convenient to take this child with him.
His implication was that it was best to find a proper way to settle the child.
Song Changsheng was naturally able to hear what he meant. Looking at Ling Yun sleeping soundly in his arms, a trace of confusion emerged in his heart.
To be fair, he liked this child very much. Not only did he sympathize with his plight, but he also felt that he was very close to him.
But there is a real problem before him. His trip is to send Qingxing to the Heavenly Sword Sect, which is in the battlefield of two sects and is full of dangers. It is indeed inconvenient to take this little guy with him. After all, he is too weak, and only a little aftermath of the battle can take away his life.
Moreover, he really doesn't know how to take care of children. He can't even take good care of Qingxi, let alone a baby who is just one month old?
For a moment, Song Changsheng was caught in a dilemma. Should he stay or find a common family?
From a safety perspective, he actually prefers the latter.
Finally, he looked at Wu Yan and said, "Are there any other little Lineages with good reviews around here?"
"Reporting to senior, there is a Cultivation Family Wang Clan a thousand miles away from Southwest. The younger one is related to Wang Clan Head. You can entrust Ling Yun to him." Wu Yan replied quickly and respectfully.
"In that case, it's up to you to lead the way."
In the inn, Song Qingxi couldn't help but wander around the room, his pretty face full of worry.
Old Ghost Chihuo has been back for a long time. He looked at Song Qingxi who was restless, grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, and said confidently, "Little miss, don't worry too much. With Young Master's cultivation, there are not many people here Xiangzhou who can threaten him. Maybe something has delayed him, so please don't worry."
Song Changsheng knows best whether he is strong or not, and he still feels a dull pain in his chest.
Besides, if Song Changsheng really capsized in the gutter, he wouldn't sit here properly and would have gone down to accompany him long ago.
Song Qingxi heard this but was not comforted. She came to Old Ghost Chihuo and said, "Aren't you a follower of my uncle? Go find him and come back."
Old Ghost Chihuo immediately shook his head like a rattle, spread his hands and said, "Little miss, Rogue Cultivator City is not safe. Young Master is not here, so I will naturally be responsible for protecting you. If you leave your post without permission, Young Master will definitely be angry when he comes back."
Are you kidding me? If Song Changsheng can't handle it, then just add him and it will be done?
In comparison, the safety of these two little ancestors was more important. He could still pick up which one was heavier and which one was lighter.
But Song Qingxi didn't buy it. He stamped his feet angrily and said angrily, "What danger can we be in if we are here? I think you are just greedy for life and afraid of death."
"If I wasn't afraid of death, I would have already committed Yellow Springs." Old Ghost Chihuo turned his back on himself and was not affected by the little girl at all. He surrendered to Song Changsheng and only needed to obey Song Changsheng's orders.
Seeing that Old Ghost Chihuo was unmoved, Song Qingxi thought for a moment, put his hands on his hips and said, "Well, if you don't want to go, I'll go by myself."
After saying that, she reached out and planned to open the door.
Old Ghost Chihuo was not used to it and directly used Restriction to seal the room. He was Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator after all. Although he was slapped to the ground by Song Changsheng, he could still pinch Qi Condensation Stage's little girl with his hands.
"You!"
Song Qingxi was furious, staring angrily at Old Ghost Chihuo with a pair of big eyes.
Just when the two were in a stalemate, the door was pushed open, and a tall figure in a green robe walked in. He looked at the menacing Song Qingxi, smiled and said, "What's going on? Who made you angry again?"
Seeing that Song Changsheng returned safely, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Without waiting for Song Qingxi to complain, Old Ghost Chihuo immediately prostrated himself in front of Song Changsheng and said, "Report to Young Master, it was the old slave who made the young lady angry."
Song Changsheng knew it well and deliberately said with a straight face, "So that's it, I will punish you severely this time!"
"The old slave takes the blame."
Seeing this scene, Song Qingxi's heart suddenly softened, and he whispered, "Xi'er is willful, it's none of his business."
"Since Xi'er said so, I will forgive you this time."
Old Ghost Chihuo bowed to Song Qingxi very politely and said, "Old slave, thank you, young lady, for your kindness."
The two of them sang together, which made Song Qingxi's little face feel a little hot.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of something in Song Changsheng's arms. When she looked closely, she saw that it was a baby.
This immediately made her furious. Didn't she say she was going out to settle personal grudges? Why did she bring back a child?
"Uncle, this is in your arms..."
Wu Yan, who was following Song Changsheng, immediately narrated the whole story upon seeing this.
When Song Qingxi heard that everyone in the Ling Clan was slaughtered, he immediately covered his mouth in surprise. He looked at Ling Yun with a look full of pity and said, "Then he became an orphan."
Song Changsheng nodded with a heavy face, then looked at Wu Yan and said, "I'll help you today. I hope these things can be helpful to you."
With that said, he handed a Storage Bag in front of Wu Yan.
Wu Yan was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly. "Senior saved the lives of more than a dozen of my brothers. It's too late to repay even a small amount. How can I still ask for your things?"
Song Changsheng put Storage Bag into his hand without any explanation, patted his shoulder and said, "You made the right choice today. This is what you deserve. Take it and go back to rest early. If you need it in the future, you can come to Ling Province Song Clan to find me."
The weight of this sentence is not unimportant. Wu Yan accepted Storage Bag and bowed solemnly to Song Changsheng: "Thank you, senior, for the reward. I will retire."
After Wu Yan left, Song Changsheng looked at Old Ghost Chihuo and said, "How are you doing with the things I asked you to inquire about?"
In the new year, Chuxin wishes everyone all your wishes come true and all the best!
Regarding the extra update, Chuxin is really powerless. Recently, the school arranged a provincial skills competition. We have been training from morning to night, and we didn't even have a break on New Year's Day. I really don't have time to code, so please forgive me.