There was a hint of gloom on his expression: "What did you say?"

I said innocently: "Uncle, there is no need to look at me like that. I mean you should have sealed her memory, right? For so many years, you have never dared to face her. Even though she has been rescued by you,

You don't dare to face it either. Do you really hate these villagers now when you do this, or...are you just running away from her and you to escape the past under the guise of revenge?"

"Hu Ningshe, don't think that just because you are my nephew, you can say whatever you want and do whatever you want." Qingxuan's emotions were written on his face, and he was anxious.

"Uncle, are you right? You don't have to be like this. How do you know that Ling Xiyue must blame you in her heart? It's useless for you to kill these villagers. Ling Xiyue still feels that

The one who is struggling is nothing but you."

Qingxuan lowered his head and said nothing: "..."

"Stop it, Uncle Master. You have caused enough killings. Now there is still a chance to save you. You should listen to Ling Xiyue, what she really thinks." I condensed a talisman in my hand and moved towards it.

Throw it out that door.

The scene around us began to regress crazily, and then returned to the Peach Blossom Land.

"Hu Ningshe! You scared me to death. I thought you were taken somewhere by this old guy!" Xiao Mingnian suddenly appeared in front of me. He hugged me, without his usual playful smile.

I broke free: "How is it possible? Who am I? The future number one female mysticist in the world."

"Yes, yes, yes, we are friends of life and death, right? It's not too much to ask for a tie, right?"

"Go away!" I was about to kick him, but suddenly I found a piece of red paper falling from his arms. "Wait...this is it!"

"It's nothing, nothing." Xiao Mingnian was obviously a little panicked. He quickly covered his chest, as if he was afraid that I would find something.

My eyes were slightly cold: "Take it out."

"Qingqinshe, you better stop looking at it...it's really nothing."

"It's nothing, so what are you hiding?" I stretched out my hand and said, "Take it out."

Xiao Mingnian couldn't resist me, so he had to take out the red paper from his arms.

Only then did I realize that the red paper was a human figure, looking like a little girl. She had two braids, a red bellyband painted on her body, and two small copper rings on her feet.

"Yao Mei...Yao Mei!" I looked at the human-shaped paper in my hand, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably.

Xiao Mingnian stood beside me at a loss, put a hand on my shoulder, and said tentatively: "Qingqinshe... you, don't be too sad. She is just a little paper figurine, a kind of magic that can be possessed by paper cutting. You

If you really want a few of these villains, I still remember there is a folk magic... Although it is not like this, it is actually..."

"Who did it?" I took out a handkerchief, folded the little paper figurine and put it inside, "I asked who did it?"

"When you first appeared, that child... that black aura was Yaomei..."

I raised my hand and wiped away my tears with my fingers: "Yeah."

"Qingqinshe...are you okay?"

"It's okay, there will always be a way to restore her."

Xiao Mingnian didn't know how to comfort me, so he could only echo: "Yes! Qin Qinshe is the most powerful. In the future, it will not be easy to resurrect a little paper man with such a powerful spell."

I didn't listen to what he said at all. I jumped up and landed firmly next to the lion.

The black-faced old man was pinned to the ground by a paw at the lion's feet, and his nails were pointed at the black-faced old man's throat. If Qingxuan dared to take a step forward, the black-faced old man would die.

"Let her go, little lion." I touched the lion's chin, and he began to shake his feet comfortably. Only then did the black-faced old man crawl out from under his paws with difficulty.

Qingxuan had already restrained his resentment under my threat. He looked at the black-faced old man and raised his nose slightly angrily: "You are really not afraid of death."

"I'm afraid, but I know you won't kill me. Since I dare to let the lion let go of its claws, I won't lose control easily."

"Hu Ningshe, you are so sinister."

I said, "It's okay to go out and do some dirty tricks. But don't worry, I don't want to see this scene at all. As long as you don't hurt these villagers, everything will be fine."

Qingxuan walked towards the black-faced old man. He seemed to want to help her, but he didn't dare. His eyes fell on the old man's neck. There was a bulge there, as if something was crawling inside.

Qingxuan pointed his hand towards that place, and the bulge penetrated into the flesh again. The black-faced old man frowned slightly and slapped his neck with his hand.

"Master Qingxuan, what's wrong?"

Qingxuan shook his head, but turned to me: What is that?

"Gu worm, as long as you do as I say and don't hurt these people, this Gu worm will be a first-class good thing to her. But if it's you... then I don't know, maybe this Gu worm likes to play

Maybe."

"Hu Ningshe, you!"

"I won't interrupt you to reminisce about old times. I'm going to check on the injuries of other villagers first. However, our business is not over yet. I will come to see you later."

Resentment is swirling in the sky, and I know that I don't have the ability to purify it. Only Ling Xiyue and Qingxuan have this ability.

Things started with them, and they should naturally end with them.

Xiao Mingnian and I searched around the whole village. There were numerous casualties among the villagers. It was not completely irreparable. After I dealt with it briefly, as long as the resentment could eventually dissipate and Qingxuan's spells were used, they would at least be alive.

come over.

As for whether they want to continue to stay in Peach Blossom Spring or leave the village to find their own sky, that is beyond my control.

Qingxuan finally unlocked the memory seal of the black-faced old man, and when she recalled everything, she already burst into tears.

"Master, Master, I can still see you! I...how did I become so old? I became so ugly, I..."

Qingxuan touched her hair: "Don't worry, you will always be Ling Xiyue."

Before I walked over and was about to intervene in their affairs, the resentment in the sky dissipated.

The villagers were lying on the ground, and a few strong ones sat up first: "Oh, why am I lying on the ground? Why are there traces of fire everywhere?"

"There are so many reasons why it is better to find your own relatives. Only then will you understand the importance of your relatives around you and remember the preciousness of life after the disaster."

After what I said, the villagers did not investigate why these things happened or how they happened.

I know they will have a feeling in their hearts, a feeling of regaining something lost, a feeling of rebirth.

Otherwise, you see,

Why were they all hugging each other with tears streaming down their faces?

Qingxuan finally left with Ling Xiyue. I know that he did not completely unlock Ling Xiyue's memory in the end.

This is fine too.


Chapter completed!