Casting immortality in the furnace

Chapter 51 White Deer's Birth

A night breeze blew by, and Fan Zhou suddenly felt a little cold.

A middle-aged man with an excited face, villagers with different expressions, their longing, doubt, envy, hope... all kinds of emotions swayed uncertainly in the firelight, and the distorted shadows behind them gradually evolved into the shape of demons.

Fan Zhou could no longer bear it and shouted at them:

"Haven't you been oppressed by demons enough?!"

His angry shout was uttered with all his inner energy, sounding like a thunderclap, startling the campfire.

The villagers around him seemed to wake from a dream, and all looked at him with confused and fearful eyes.

Fan Zhou looked directly at them and asked in a deep voice:

"How can demons be saviors?"

"If worshipping demons as gods can avert disaster, then why do so many people die at the hands of demons, while you survive?"

"Could it be because their faith is not as sincere as yours?"

The surrounding villagers remained silent.

They had all fled to the market town, so their faith in the demon god was naturally not very loyal.

Fan Zhou walked through the crowd and came to the center of the venue.

"The demon has already devoured the lives of thousands of people. You are only alive because you escaped the demon's control."

"But now, you are eager to go and find demons."

Fan Zhou scoffed, "What, are you worried they haven't had enough to eat?"

The surrounding villagers all quieted down, lowered their heads and remained silent, beginning to ponder the current situation.

Only the middle-aged man stood up and calmly said:

"You're wrong. Not all demons eat people."

Fan Zhou looked at him and asked, "What's your name?"

"To remember the White Deer God's life-saving grace, I named myself Bailusheng (White Deer Born)," the middle-aged man replied.

"Bai Lusheng, do you know? I don't actually eat people," Fan Zhou said.

Bai Lusheng was taken aback, not understanding what this meant.

The next moment, Fan Zhou drew his longsword, held it to his neck, and calmly said:

"But not eating people doesn't mean I won't kill people, much less that I'm a good person."

"Demons are the same."

Bai Lusheng looked at the long sword at his neck, seemingly having disregarded life and death, his expression remaining calm:

"I understand what you mean, but if the White Deer God is truly an evil demon, then why did he save my life?"

"To him, I am nothing more than a tiny insect."

Fan Zhou smiled and asked him, "If you saw an injured insect by the roadside, would you go and save it?"

Bai Lusheng stood there stunned. "This... of course not."

Fan Zhou then asked, "Before you were rescued by the White Deer God, if you saw an injured deer, would you have rescued it?"

Bai Lusheng looked dejected, but finally answered honestly:

"Won't."

Fan Zhou nodded slightly. "So, do you see yourself as just a tiny insect?"

Bai Lusheng understood his meaning and retorted, "The White Deer God told me that he saved me just as a side effect!"

"And while you're at it, rescue someone who was attacked by a black bear and is so badly injured that their intestines are sticking out? And maybe even pick a Ganoderma lucidum for them to help them recover?"

"And, incidentally, is there something about this person that's a little different from others?"

A cold glint appeared in Fan Zhou's eyes. "And incidentally, he also knew you were coming to the market?"

Bai Lusheng was jolted, as if struck by lightning, and trembled, unable to speak.

Yes, how did the White Deer God know he was going to the market?

He never mentioned it.

"You were sent by that deer demon! Aren't you?!" Fan Zhou suddenly shouted.

"No, it wasn't me! It really was the White Deer God who saved me... It was clearly him who saved me..." Bai Lusheng looked confused, still trying to defend the White Deer God.

Fan Zhou snorted coldly and said mercilessly, "That's because he lied to you, sending you here to bewitch people and gain followers for him."

Bai Lusheng's face was deathly pale; the thing he least wanted to face was being exposed.

Fan Zhou sheathed his longsword and instructed Lu Ming behind him, "Take him to the jail and keep him under guard."

"yes!"

Lu Ming quickly led her companions to pin Bai Lusheng's hands down.

Bai Lusheng did not resist and allowed the men to take him to the prison.

The villagers around were too frightened to make a sound, and sat around the campfire with dejected expressions, seemingly having lost all hope.

Fan Zhou looked at them and knew that things couldn't continue like this.

If they cannot be restored to normal life, one day they will return to the rule of demons.

"You all don't need to worry too much."

Fan Zhou offered words of comfort:

"I will go to the neighborhood head tomorrow and we will try our best to come up with a solution so that everyone can return to a peaceful life as soon as possible."

The surrounding villagers did not respond; judging from their expressions, they clearly did not believe it.

"I believe what Young Master Fan said!"

Sangmuya led her people over.

She wore a white sash around her waist, and her gentle face was much more resolute than before; her light steps had become steady.

"The market town originally didn't need to concern itself with these matters, but now they've helped us a lot."

Sangmuya looked at the villagers around her and shouted:

"Everyone, we must pull ourselves together! The troubles brought by the demons are only temporary. We will definitely overcome this difficulty and, like our ancestors and fathers, survive tenaciously on this land!"

"Well said!"

A man stood up and said, "So what if there are demons? We've survived all these years, I refuse to believe we'll die this time."

Infected by this sentiment, the villagers all stood up to encourage their companions.

"We still have so many of us, we're sure we can come up with a solution!"

"Yes, everything will be alright."

Sang Muya smiled smugly at Fan Zhou.

Fan Zhou looked relieved, happy that she had overcome her grief.

"Old Man Sanggu is right, Sanglaba has given birth to a wonderful daughter."

the other side.

Lu Ming escorted Bai Lusheng to the prison cell and locked him up.

"I'm telling you, stay here quietly. If you dare to spread rumors again, I won't let you off the hook!"

Lu Ming gave a warning and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Bai Lusheng called out to him.

"What, you want me to let you go?"

Lu Ming looked at him with annoyance.

No, it's not.

Bai Lusheng quickly waved his hand, "I just wanted to ask you, since your name is Luqi, did your village used to worship the deer god?"

Lu Ming's expression was gloomy as she coldly replied, "So what if it is?"

Bai Lusheng was overjoyed and hurriedly asked:

"So what is your deer god like? Is it also a white deer? Is it also kind and affectionate?"

Lu Ming sneered, "We worship giant antlered deer, not some white deer."

"As for kind relatives?"

He turned around, his back to Bai Lusheng.

"Almost all of my people have been trampled to death by the deer in the village."

Bai Lusheng stared blankly as he left, his pupils trembling.

He recalled the moment he stepped out of the cave and saw the White Deer God walking towards him with a lingzhi mushroom in his mouth... Hundreds of giant antlered deer were grazing and playing behind him.

puff.

Bai Lusheng collapsed to the ground, his abdominal wound throbbing with pain, as if a bear paw had ripped out his intestines and was tearing and chewing them with its gaping maw.

"No, this can't be fake."

He curled up on the ground, hugging himself tightly, and murmured:

"It's all true..."