Chapter 71: Xia Chuan wakes up

"Older brother, in my mind, it seems like there are many more things..."

Before Xia Hong could speak, Xia Chuan, who had already woken up, spoke first.

"What things?"

Xia Chuan didn't answer, just stretched out his two hands with a strange look in his eyes, then opened his palms and closed his eyes, seeming to be brewing something.

After a while, two clusters of black energy suddenly rose from his palms.

The black energy only rotated for three or four breaths before gradually dissipating. After it dissipated, a three-inch small knife and a cluster of transparent silk threads appeared on Xia Chuan's two hands, respectively.

"Isn't this the Wood Puppet Ghost's stuff?"

Yuan Cheng was straightforward and was the first to shout out with excitement.

Xia Hong naturally recognized that these two things were the Wood Puppet Ghost's. He wasn't as excited as Yuan Cheng, but looked at Xia Chuan with some worry.

After Xia Chuan saw the small knife and silk threads in his hands, the daze on his face disappeared completely, replaced by deep excitement, as if some thought in his heart had been verified.

"Older brother, don't worry, I've obtained immense benefits, hahahaha!"

After being excited for a long time, Xia Chuan looked up and saw Xia Hong's expression, hurriedly speaking to comfort him. After laughing, the excitement on his face increased rather than decreased, and he continued: "In my mind, there is a puppet inheritance, and there is also a massive amount of information about various types of wood and plants. It should all come from that Wood Puppet Ghost!"

Inheritance, small knife, silk threads.

Xia Hong remembered the three golden lights from before and suddenly realized.

The Wood Puppet Ghost's three tricks were puppet arts, silk threads, and the small knife.

No wonder Yang Ning and Li Hu were so covetous of the Wood Puppet Ghost.

Xia Chuan, this time, was afraid he had truly obtained immense benefits.

If he could completely master those three things of the Wood Puppet Ghost, Xia Chuan's growth potential in the future would be limitless.

Yuan Cheng, Yue Feng, and the others also couldn't help but cast envious looks at Xia Chuan at this moment.

Xia Hong wasn't that excited, mainly because his understanding of ghosts was limited. However, judging from some of Yang Ning and Li Hu's reactions, the things Xia Chuan obtained shouldn't be a problem.

Even if there were any side effects, they should be within a controllable range.

Thinking this through, Xia Hong no longer worried, but ordered everyone to rest first.

"Alright, don't be too happy too early. We don't know if there are any side effects yet. Rest first. Once it gets dark tomorrow, we'll return to the camp."

The sky had already brightened, and everyone, tired for the whole night, had no intention of talking. Xia Hong took the lead, and the others followed and fell asleep.

Soon, snoring sounds rose one after another in the wooden house.

It was just that these snoring sounds were mixed with a few slight sobs.

Luo Ming, sitting by the coal stove, was unable to fall asleep at all.

Thinking of his wife, his eldest son Luo Yun, his father Luo Feng, and the over one thousand people who died last night, his expression was extremely painful, and his heart was full of self-blame.

"Father, don't be sad anymore. Cheng'er is still here, and the camp is still here. The Wood Puppet Ghost has been exterminated, and we won't be in danger anymore!"

A slightly childish voice sounded in his ears. Luo Ming turned his head and found that his eight-year-old youngest son, Luo Cheng, had walked to his side at some unknown time.

Seeing the clearly visible tear stains on his youngest son's face, knowing that his youngest son must have cried earlier too, but even so, he still remembered to come and comfort his useless father.

Luo Ming couldn't hold back anymore and pulled his son into his arms.

While feeling heartache, he couldn't help but feel extremely fortunate.

Fortunate, naturally, because he still had his youngest son, Luo Cheng, as his only seedling. It was also luck; perhaps because children were not easy to disguise, the Wood Puppet Ghost had killed adults in the wooden house earlier, while many children had survived. His youngest son, Luo Cheng, was one of them.

"Cheng'er, father swears, I won't let anything happen to you again. I definitely won't let anything happen to you again. I want to see you marry, have children, and live a long life."

Luo Ming held his youngest son and spoke slowly. These words seemed to be said to himself, and also to his deceased wife and eldest son, his expression full of determination.

The daytime only lasted four hours, and everyone, tired for the whole night, naturally fell asleep easily.

As night fell, everyone woke up one after another.

But as soon as they woke up, everyone discovered that five leather bags were neatly placed by the coal stove, and Luo Ming was standing by the bags.

"Five leaders, come over here!"

Xia Hong looked at the shape of the bags and immediately knew what was inside, but didn't say anything, just followed Hong Gang and the other four to walk in front of Luo Ming.

Seeing the five walk in front, Luo Ming didn't say a word, first bowed respectfully to the five, his expression sincere:

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"This time the Luo Ge camp suffered a disaster. Many thanks to the five leaders for your righteous help. Luo is extremely grateful. If it weren't for the five leaders bringing people to help, I'm afraid our camp's casualties would have been even more miserable. These cold beast meats are not much, just a token of respect from Luo on behalf of everyone in the camp. Please, five sirs, you must accept it!"

Xia Hong didn't have much of a reaction. The other four looked down at the cold beast meat, their faces revealing obvious impulse, but not one of them went up to take it.

The four looked at each other for a few times, and finally, the straightforward Hong Gang stood out and shook his head: "Leader Luo, although we want this cold beast meat, to tell the truth, this time, the four of us actually didn't help much. As the saying goes, one shouldn't receive rewards without merit. We four will pass."

After speaking, he changed the subject and continued: "If we talk about who truly helped a lot, it's only Leader Xia. If it weren't for him notifying us at Red Wood Ridge in advance, I'm afraid the Wood Puppet Ghost would have killed everyone in your camp, and we wouldn't even know it.

The great battle in the valley later also relied on Leader Xia's Condensing Fire Oil; otherwise, whether we could stand here is not certain.

So, if you want to thank, just thank Leader Xia alone!"

The other three leaders nodded, clearly having the same attitude as Hong Gang.

Luo Ming smiled lightly, first revealing a grateful look toward Xia Hong, then looked up at Hong Gang and the other four, and shook his head: "Leader Xia must be thanked, and the four sirs are the same. Not to mention tonight's matter, some time ago, the four sirs gave me face and sent people to cooperate with Yang and Li's matter. Luo also keeps the four sirs' kindness in mind. This cold beast meat, Leader Xia must accept, and the four sirs must also accept."

After speaking, he directly picked up the bags and sent them to the five people one by one.

Xia Hong nodded and didn't act coy, stepping forward to take the bag Luo Ming handed over. This night, he had also risked his life, so this bit of cold beast meat was naturally deserved.

The cold beast meat in the bag was about one thousand jin; five bags meant five thousand jin, which could be considered a not-so-small gesture.

Seeing that all five had accepted the cold beast meat, Luo Ming's face finally revealed a smile, turning to nod at Shang Ping, and then said: "Just as Leader Hong said, thanks to brother Xia Hong tonight. If it weren't for his advance notification, the Luo Ge camp probably wouldn't have survived these hundred-plus people.

Later, dealing with the Wood Puppet Ghost, if there weren't his Condensing Fire Oil, let alone saving people, I'm afraid I, Luo Ming, wouldn't have survived either.

Therefore, Luo has specially prepared a great gift for the Great Xia camp. I hope brother Xia Hong will accept it with a smile!"

Just as Luo Ming's voice fell, Shang Ping, Li Baihe, and Xu Kang each carried a leather bag and happened to walk in front of Xia Hong.

Bang... bang... bang...

The three bags fell to the ground, emitting three loud noises one after another.

"Leader Xia, you won't be able to find coal mines and iron mines for a while. In these three bags, there are a total of five thousand jin of coal and four thousand jin of iron. Accept it!"

Hearing this, Hong Gang and the others glanced at the three bags, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and then looked up at Luo Ming, their faces full of shock.

Even Xia Hong couldn't help but look up at Luo Ming, feeling somewhat unbelievable.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 72 =====