RPAGF Chapter 477 Mysterious Rescue
Chapter 477 Mysterious Rescue
The woman raised her tear-stained face and looked at Chen Yile, but did not speak. She just lowered her head and continued crying.
The crying sounds were like sharp blades, piercing the hearts of Chen Yile and others.
Lin Qingyao bit her lip, tears in her eyes, and said to Chen Yile and Lin Feihong.
"We can't just stand there and watch. We have to help everyone. First, we need to put the bodies in a safe place, and then see if we can repair some houses so that everyone can have a place to stay."
Lin Feihong nodded and said, "Well, Sister Qingyao is right, let's get started now."
So, the three of them began to help clean up the mess in the village, first with the other surviving villagers.
The bodies of the dead villagers were gathered in an open space in the village, and then simply covered with found wooden boards and cloth, as a way to give the deceased a final dose of dignity.
Then, work began on repairing those houses that could still be saved.
Chen Yile used his spiritual power to stack the collapsed bricks and stones again, while Lin Qingyao used the Qingfu Sword to cut through the messy wood, making it neat and easy to use. Lin Feihong was strong and was responsible for carrying heavy objects and building the frame of the house.
With the concerted efforts of everyone, the village gradually became lively.
Although the pain of losing loved ones still hangs over everyone's heart, everyone is slowly starting to cheer up and thinking about rebuilding their homes.
At this moment, a villager suddenly shouted: "Look, there seems to be someone over there!"
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a figure slowly walking towards them on a small road in the distance of the village.
The figure seemed familiar, yet exuded an indescribable weirdness, as if approaching the village with a gloomy haze.
Chen Yile and the other two looked at the figure with an ominous premonition in their hearts. They clenched their weapons and watched the person vigilantly, wondering what new crisis would come.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure that was slowly approaching.
As the distance got closer, the figure gradually became clearer.
The man was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe and a Bagua crown on his head. The yin-yang fish pattern on the crown looked vaguely mysterious in the sunlight, and the hanging black ribbon swayed gently in the wind.
The corners and cuffs of the robe were a little worn, and it looked a bit old, but inexplicably gave people a feeling of having gone through vicissitudes of life.
The visitor's face was slightly obscured by a few strands of hair, and only his eyes could be seen clearly. His eyes were deep and revealed an elusive meaning, as if they were hiding endless secrets.
When walking, his steps were light and almost imperceptible, as if he was gliding along the ground. The breeze brought a slight chill, making the already slightly depressing atmosphere even colder.
Chen Yile frowned and whispered to Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong, "This guy doesn't look simple, everyone be careful."
Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong nodded, gripped their weapons tighter, and prepared to deal with any emergency at any time.
The man in the Taoist robe walked and stopped about ten steps away from the crowd.
The whole village suddenly became so quiet that the only sound could be heard was the sound of the wind blowing through the ruins. The atmosphere was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.
After a long time, the man in the Taoist robe finally spoke. His voice was hoarse and low, like the creaking sound of an old wooden door being slowly pushed open.
Hearing this, he said, "You guys are quite capable. You actually destroyed all the Chaos Ghosts summoned by Leng Xie. However, this has also caused you a lot of trouble."
Chen Yile frowned, took a step forward, and asked, "Who are you? What do you mean?"
The man in the Taoist robe let out a low laugh, which echoed in the quiet village with a sinister meaning. He spoke slowly.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that Leng Xie won't let you off easily."
"He spent a lot of effort to refine those Chaos Ghosts. Now that you have destroyed them, he will definitely try every possible way to take revenge on you!"
Chen Yile, Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong looked at each other, their eyes revealing determination.
They knew that the battle was not over yet and that unknown dangers still lurked in the village.
Wei Ye looked at them, nodded slightly, and said, "Let's go and see if there are any villagers trapped under those collapsed houses."
The four of them walked towards the village together.
The village was filled with a depressing atmosphere at this time. The dilapidated houses and scattered debris made people feel sad.
Chen Yile held the Tianshi Sword tightly and looked around vigilantly, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
They came to a house that had collapsed quite badly and heard faint cries for help.
Chen Yile's expression tightened, and he said, "There's someone down there!"
Lin Feihong immediately stepped forward, trying to move the heavy stones and wood. However, the rubble was piled high, and it would be difficult for him to quickly clear a passage with his own strength.
Seeing this, Wei Ye stepped forward, forming seals with his hands and muttering something. A faint light emanated from his hands, and the stones and wood seemed to be pulled by some force and slowly moved.
Lin Qingyao was waiting anxiously on the side, her eyes fixed on the ruins, praying in her heart that the villagers below were safe.
As the rubble was gradually cleared, the cries for help became clearer and clearer.
Finally, they saw a villager trapped under a wooden board, his face filled with fear, his body covered in dust and blood.
Chen Yile hurried forward and carefully pulled the villagers out of the rubble.
The villagers looked at them gratefully, tears welling up in their eyes, and said, "Thank you, thank you for saving me."
Chen Yile comforted him: "Don't be afraid, we will rescue everyone."
They continued to search for other villagers who might be trapped. Every collapsed house might hide a hope of life, so they dared not slack off.
During the rescue process, they met many surviving villagers and everyone worked together.
However, just when they thought everything was going in the right direction, a strange aura suddenly enveloped the entire village.
Chen Yile's heart trembled, and he felt a familiar evil force.
Wei Ye's expression also became solemn, and he whispered, "Oh no, a fierce ghost has appeared."
Lin Qingyao gripped the Qingfu Sword tightly and looked around vigilantly.
Lin Feihong stood beside Chen Yile, with the free stick in his hand ready to attack at any time.
Suddenly, a shrill cry was heard from afar. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure slowly rising from the ruins. The figure exuded a black aura, and its face was hideous and terrifying. It was a demon.