funbook-pk Chapter 128 Refugees
Chapter 128 Refugees
On the way to Phantom City, Daya and her companions slowly made their way along the winding, rugged mountain road.
What they saw was a scene of refugees fleeing, which made them even more heartbroken.
Along both sides of the mountain road, the fleeing crowds surged like a raging tide, wave after wave.
Their faces were filled with helplessness, despair, and exhaustion.
On this chaotic and turbulent land, there were heart-wrenching cries and terrified screams.
The sounds of pain and groans intertwined and entangled together.
Together, they created a tragic and desolate picture.
Da Ya was sitting steadily on the back of a tall horse.
Her once beautiful eyebrows were now tightly furrowed.
A pair of clear and bright eyes were gazing into the distance, their expression deep and solemn.
Her kind heart was now filled with rage at the war, but also with deep pity for the innocent civilians.
"This war has really done a lot of harm. Look at these people, their homes have been destroyed and their families have been separated. It's heartbreaking."
Daya couldn't help but mutter to herself in a low voice.
"Look at these poor people."
Their homeland, on which they depended for survival, has been completely destroyed by this merciless war.
Their relatives were also forced to scatter, and homeless, they could only live a miserable life of wandering.
Thinking of this, my heart felt as if it were being pierced by a thousand steel needles.
Xiaoyue held Daya's hands tightly. Due to excessive grief, her voice trembled slightly, and there was even a hint of sobbing in it.
"Sister Da Ya, are we just going to stand by and do nothing?"
Their suffering is so intense that my heart aches terribly, I feel like I'm suffocating.
Daya gently patted Xiaoyue's hand, trying to offer her some comfort.
At the same time, a light, both gentle as water and as firm as a rock, shone in her eyes.
"Xiaoyue, don't worry. Although our strength may be insignificant, as long as we work together..."
We can still use our own abilities to help them as much as possible.
However, before that, the most urgent task is to find a safe and reliable place as soon as possible.
So that these people, who have suffered so much, could have a place to stay and live in peace for the time being.
Hong Pijing added from the side: "Alas, from ancient times to the present, war has always brought endless suffering to people."
Although I am not from the Kingdom of Ling, I cannot bear to see the tragic plight of these people.
Little Yue, if you want to help them, we can work together.
Since you're familiar with this area, have you thought of any safer spots?
After thinking for a moment, Daya replied, "When we came out last time, there was an abandoned temple more than a hundred miles away from Huanling City."
Although the place is rather simple, it can temporarily accommodate these people.
Why don't we take them there first, and then try to contact the officials in the city?
See if we can ask them to provide some assistance to these people.
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Mei Yanyan's eyes: "That would be wonderful, let's get started right away."
She nodded in agreement, then looked at Daya and Xiaoyue.
"Da Ya and Xiao Yue, you two are skilled in medicine, so you can go and help those who are injured or sick first."
Senior Hong and I went to comfort the children and elderly, trying to calm them down.
The group quickly dismounted and stepped into the crowd of refugees.
However, when the refugees saw the arrival of these strangers, they were so frightened that they wanted to scatter in all directions.
Da Ya hurriedly shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone. We are healers. We saw that some people in your crowd are injured and want to help treat them."
Hearing Daya's shouts, the refugees stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with both doubt and longing.
An elderly man, holding a worn-out cane, stood up shakily, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
"Are you... really here to help us heal?"
Mei Yanyan stepped forward, her gaze firm: "Grandpa, don't worry, we sincerely want to help everyone."
We know you have gone through so much suffering, but now, please trust us, we will do our best to treat your patients.
Then Daya and Xiaoyue immediately began searching for the wounded and sick.
Their figures moved through the crowd, gently and swiftly soothing every wounded soul.
The refugees began to whisper among themselves, but more than anything, they saw a long-lost hope in each other's eyes.
A young mother, holding a pale-faced, obviously sick child, mustered her courage and walked towards Daya.
"Please...please save my child, he has had a high fever for several days."
Daya immediately took the child and examined him carefully, while comforting the mother, "Don't worry, I will do my best."
Xiaoyue carefully treated the wound of a middle-aged man who had been scratched.
Daya and Xiaoyue used the healing techniques from their divine skills to treat the wounded, giving them much-needed warmth and hope.
Just then, a child peeked out from the crowd, his big eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and fear.
Mei Yanyan squatted down and gently patted his head: "Little friend, don't be afraid, we will make this place safer."
You can come over there with me and play with the other children. We'll take good care of you.
Mei Yanyan gently comforted a little girl who had lost her parents in the war.
Her voice seemed to have a magical power, gradually calming the little girl's crying and rekindling the light of hope in her eyes.
Mei Yanyan and Hong Pijing were responsible for calming down the panicked children and elderly.
Hong Pijing patiently talked with several elderly people, telling them with firm words.
"Don't worry, brothers, we will do our best to find you a safe haven."
As long as we are united, there is no obstacle we cannot overcome.
With the combined efforts of Daya and the others, the refugees' emotions gradually stabilized.
They began to help each other and face the sudden disaster together.
Daya and Xiaoyue also completed the initial treatment of the wounded and sick. They looked at their work with satisfaction and felt a great sense of accomplishment.
"Sister Daya, it seems we did a good job," Xiaoyue said to Daya with a smile.
Daya echoed, "Yes, even though the country is in war, it's enough that we can use our healing techniques to save them."
At this moment, Mei Yanyan and Hong Pijing also arrived with the children and the elderly.
They looked at each other and saw the same determination and hope in each other's eyes.
Daya stood up and said in a firm and powerful voice, "Everyone, I know you have come here because of the war."
Now we are also heading to the City of Illusions, so please come with us.
"It will be good to have someone to look after you on the road. Once we arrive in Phantom Spirit City, I will have the officials there try their best to arrange accommodation for you."
An elderly man among the refugees walked forward shakily, tears glistening in his eyes.
"Will this young lady really give us a place to stay?"
Daya nodded vigorously: "Old man, you're right."
We are all from the Illusionary Spirit Palace. Once we arrive in Illusionary Spirit City, I will explain everyone's situation to the officials.
If everyone agrees, let's set off now.
The group immediately sprang into action, organizing the refugees to follow them in an orderly fashion.
Throughout the journey, they continuously encouraged the refugees to be strong and brave, and to believe that the future would be better.
Due to the large number of refugees and their limited mobility, their journey became exceptionally difficult and slow.
However, through everyone's joint efforts, they finally overcame numerous difficulties and arrived at the abandoned temple.
The temple looked rather simple, with a slightly damaged roof and mottled, old walls.
However, thanks to the hard work of Daya and her group, it underwent a rapid and dramatic transformation.
It became a warm and welcoming refuge.
When those displaced and suffering refugees stepped into this temple.
Exhausted body and mind seemed to have instantly found a place to rest.
They could finally breathe a sigh of relief and feel that hard-won moment of peace and the rekindled light of hope.
The refugees gazed at Daya and the others with deep gratitude, their eyes glistening with tears.
His gaze held both deep gratitude for being saved and anticipation and hope for the future.
Daya always had a warm and friendly smile on her face.
She said softly to everyone, "Everyone, please settle down here for now."
We still have some important matters to attend to.
But please rest assured, officials sent by the government will come to receive you soon, and you need not be alarmed or afraid.
At this moment, an elderly man with white hair stepped forward from the crowd and tightly grasped Daya's hands.
His voice trembled slightly with emotion: "Thank you so much, thank you so much for giving us such a place where we can settle down and make a living."
If it weren't for your help, we would probably still be wandering around aimlessly..."
Daya gently patted the old man's wrinkled hands.
He comforted him, saying, "Old man, you are too kind. We are all citizens of the Spirit Kingdom."
It is only right and proper to lend a helping hand when fellow citizens are in trouble.
Subsequently, in this small temple, Daya and her group continued to spare no effort in providing various forms of assistance and care to the refugees.
Some of them were busy distributing food and water to ensure that everyone had enough to eat.
Some listened patiently to the refugees as they poured out their pain and worries, offering encouragement and support.
Others began repairing damaged facilities within the temples to make them more comfortable and livable.
It was through these concrete actions that Daya and her team proved one thing to the world—even in the darkest and most difficult times.
The radiant light deep within humanity can still penetrate the heavy gloom, illuminating people's path forward and leading them to the other side of light and hope.