I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 244
After all, the old lady is old and her feet are not smooth.

In addition, it is still snowing now, and the road is very slippery.

The old lady accidentally staggered and was about to fall.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out obliquely and supported him.

Even the bamboo basket that the old lady dropped by mistake did not fall on the ground and was caught by the other hand.

"Oh, thank you... my lord!"

The old lady took a breath and quickly thanked her.However, when she raised her head, she saw the handsome young man in front of her, wearing a wizard robe.

For a moment, he panicked and was so embarrassed that he was about to kneel down and salute.

"Old man, don't dare to be that!"

Yang Qing quickly supported the old lady and said with a smile.

The old lady was still cautious, and stood there for a while, at a loss.

"Old lady, what is the name of this village?"

Yang Qing saw that the old lady was very nervous, so she casually brought up a topic, looked at the poor village, and asked softly.

The sky is gray.

The ground was covered in silver, and the haystacks and earthen walls that were not covered by snow looked a little black at this time.

A thatched hut, dilapidated.

Some doors and windows are already broken, and the white linen paper on the window lattice is full of holes.

The courtyard walls less than one meter high are basically rammed earth.In the yard, everything was withered.

"Oh, this, this place is called Qijia Village!"

Seeing Yang Qing asking, the old lady smiled and said, "It's been many years!"

"Why is there no one in this village?"

Yang Qing asked curiously.

"All the males in the village died in the war, and the rest, young and old, starved to death, and froze to death. Some time ago, a group of horse thieves came out of nowhere and ransacked the place. Many died People. All the survivors fled with their families!" said the old lady with a soft sigh.

The cold wind blows, and the snow falls.

The old lady's gray hair was slightly disheveled by the wind.

Her old eyes looked at this city and village, and there was no grayness in her eyes, but it made people feel even more sad.

"And you? Why don't you go?"

Ah Gui, who was at the side, asked curiously.

"Old lady, once I get old, I won't leave!"

The old lady raised her hand and raised a strand of white hair beside her ear, looked at the entrance of the village and said, "My old man went to serve as a soldier and never came back. If I leave, when he comes back, wouldn't he even be able to find his home. I'm going to wait here for him to come back..."

As soon as this remark came out, those who heard it were moved.

Zhu Gui raised his head and covered his eyes.

Old man Liu lowered his head and grinned, but his eyes were red.

Agui looked solemn.

Yang Qing looked at the old lady, and looked at the entrance of the village with a happy face, as if thinking of a certain day, a certain month and a certain day, when her old man finally came back.

Yang Qing suddenly felt that the old lady must have been beautiful when she was young.

……

After sending the old lady home.

Yang Qing asked someone to fill up the old lady's rice tank and left some money and things before leaving.

Silent snow.

quiet village.

Yang Qing walked in this village, looking at the empty rooms, recalling what the old lady said.

My heart seemed to be blocked by something.

In any case, I am already a part of this world, and at the same time I am still a minority of vested interests.Moreover, even without those military achievements, wizards are still aloof and enjoy the respect of all people.

However, Yang Qing suddenly discovered that he had never taken the identity of a wizard seriously.Although this identity gave him endless convenience, it even blocked the eldest princess's open and hidden arrows.But deep down in his heart, he felt that he was helping the Pope invisibly, so he enjoyed the convenience brought by the wizard with peace of mind, so it was just a transaction!
But today, he saw the old man looking at the entrance of the village, waiting for his husband who would never come back.And he recalled, in Stormwind City and Chang'an, when those common people saw the wizard, the light of respect and faith shone in their eyes.

Yang Qing suddenly realized something in his heart.

Not only myself, but all the wizards in the Temple of Witches are wrong.

They forget that the transcendent status of wizards does not actually come from the pope, nor from the temple of wizards, or even from the prophets thousands of years ago.

The detachment of the wizard should actually come from the tens of millions of people in Dazhou, from their trust and hope.

They want to live a life of stability and prosperity.

They hope that the family will be harmonious and beautiful without separation.

They hope that there will be no wars in this world, and there will be no need to die.

But, apparently, their hopes were dashed.

And the sorcerer whom they placed their hopes on had even forgotten his duty as a priest.

Including yourself!

These words, some time ago, I also said to God.

But at the time, it was just what he said, and when he said it, Yang Qing's mood was not about Wanmin, but criticizing.

But now, he finally realized.

The wind has stopped, but the snow is still falling.

Yang Qing stood in the snow.

Quietly looking at the dead tree in the old lady's yard at that moment.

After a long time, he smiled slightly, bowed and said softly, "The Witch God is with you!"

The voice fell.

In the old lady's yard, the dead tree covered with snow.

Suddenly, at a speed visible to the naked eye, tender green sprouts were pulled out, and then pink flower buds appeared on the sprouts.Like a child ignorantly waking up and stretching out his arms, the flower bud blooms quickly, and then bears peaches the size of beans.

The buds turn into green leaves, and the green leaves turn into the fragrance of the tree.

The little peach, which was the size of a bean, has become the size of a ball in just a few breaths, pink and tender.

An intoxicating fragrance permeated the village.

Then, a silver light shot out from the peach tree, spreading in all directions like a wave.

Almost instantly, all the trees in the village sprouted new buds.

Agui had already held his breath, stared wide-eyed, watching the incredible scene.

That's not magic.

That was a miracle!

And when A Gui felt something in his heart and turned to look at Yang Qing.

I saw Yang Qing staring at the peach tree with a smile on his face.

On his body, a holy white light shrouded him hazily.

At this moment, Yang Qing descended into the world like a witch god.

Sacred and unstoppable.

Agui and the others fell to their knees on the ground after a brief moment of stupefaction, with their foreheads touching the ground, and bowed to Yang Qing.

The God seat who had just got off the carriage was stunned when he saw Yang Qing shrouded in holy light.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he saw clearly that it was really the holy light, he burst into tears of excitement.He didn't even have time to get off the carriage, and bowed to Yang Qing devoutly: "An envoy!"

Angels are a very special existence in the Witch Temple.

It is the spokesperson of the witch god in the world, the real spokesperson.It can be said that the envoy represents the will of the witch god.

It is the most solid evidence that the witch god has always blessed Da Zhou.

As long as the envoys walk in the world, it means that Dazhou is still a kingdom blessed by gods.

However, since the last envoy passed away 500 years ago.There has never been an envoy from the Witch Temple again.

Even though the Witch God Temple is always preaching, the people still firmly believe that they are the people blessed by God.But inside the temple, there are already many factions and factions, and they are divided.

Otherwise, the once glorious and powerful Witch God Temple would not have declined again and again.

Even in the past few years, because of the fiefdom, he was beaten by a combination of the imperial court and couldn't find his way.Then it became what it is now, almost in name only.

(End of this chapter)