The pain on her face was so painful that she almost lost consciousness.
A somewhat salty liquid filled her mouth.
She spat subconsciously, and the scarlet blood stained her gray cloth skirt and immediately spread into a dark red mark.
Master Xue walked directly to Jiang Xie Niang.
At this time, her body was covered with dust blown up by the strong wind. Although half of her face was protected by her hands, the swelling had spread to her neck.
Her facial features were somewhat distorted, and there were red blood stains under her trembling lips and between her teeth.
Even her eyes were bloodshot now.
"Huh!" Master Xue snorted coldly.
Just as he thought, all beauty is worthless in the face of force.
No matter how beautiful you are, with just a simple slap from me, you will never be able to eat with this face again in your life.
"The slap just now was just a small lesson. If you don't hand over your treasure, I won't mind giving you another slap."
Master Xue's tone was extremely cold and stern.
"You won't feel so comfortable with the next slap! After all, it's much easier to communicate with a corpse."
The meaning is obvious, if she doesn't hand over the things, she will die!
Perhaps it was because the slap just made her dizzy. At this moment, her eyes were empty, and her entire expression was dull and dazed.
"Didn't you hear that?" This sound was like lightning and thunder.
Jiang Shoe's eyes suddenly widened, "I'll do it! I'll do it!"
She kowtowed three times, then pulled off her hairpin, causing her long hair to fly, making this woman look like a madman.
How could she not go crazy? The monk in front of her was obviously not joking.
But what exactly is the so-called treasure?
Since he doesn't know, let him see.
Throwing the hairpin aside, she hurriedly kneaded it in her hair.
"No no..."
She stood up, and not knowing where she got the strength, she tore her sarong to pieces.
On the white shirt, the bright red blood stains are more colorful than the roses.
She held her sarong, kneaded it, and then tore it into pieces.
Where she couldn't tear it open, she bit it open with her bloody teeth.
Palm-sized strips of cloth were thrown in front of Master Xue one after another.
But the so-called Master Xue seemed unmoved at all.
His eyes were extremely calm.
This is the contempt of the strong for the weak.
He shook his head. Apparently, his patience was reaching its limit.
There was a cool breeze, and Lady Jiang Xie was only wearing a white jacket, her body was shaking constantly, and her forehead was covered with a large amount of cold sweat.
She closed her eyes suddenly and tore off her shirt.
On that white and frail body, the only inner garment left was her last dignity.
Although the streets were empty, Jiang Xie Niang still felt extremely aggrieved.
She is a woman, a weak and fragile woman.
She is also an ordinary woman without any cultivation.
She is helpless, she is innocent, she is helpless.
She is like an onion that has been peeled layer by layer, white and tender yet unpityed.
She swallowed her tears and used all her strength to tear the shirt into pieces.
Nothing at all!
Really nothing!
Is it possible that she really needs to strip naked and stand on this street?
"Aw...aow..."
The ginger shoe lady couldn't bear it any longer, and her pitiful cries instantly spread throughout the street.
While crying, she stretched out her trembling hands to her lower body.
This is an insult, a naked insult.
She wanted to kill the man in front of her, not only to kill him, but also to use a knife to peel off his flesh and blood piece by piece.
She wanted to use her hardest teeth to squeeze out every drop of blood from his flesh.
She wanted to wrap this blood in feces and pour it on his tombstone.
She wanted to use a kitchen knife to chop the man's bones into finger lengths.
She will use a stone mill to grind his bones into powder.
she wants...
However, she could do nothing.
She could only bend down and skin herself into a pitiful lamb step by step.
"Stop!" The voice made Jiang Xie Niang feel like she had received an amnesty.
She thought that she had proven that she had nothing.
However, the monk stretched out his hand and pointed at her waist.
There is a small cloth pocket on the trousers.
In the cloth pocket, there is a red thread connected to the trousers strap.
"Give it to me!" Master Xue stretched out his hand.
The ginger shoe girl immediately grabbed her hand in, holding the triangular peace charm tightly in her hand.
This peace talisman was made by herself, and inside it was Jiang Ping's few remaining hairs.
These hairs were found one by one on his pillow.
Whenever she was helpless, she would always take out this little peace charm and look at it.
Looking at it, I seemed to see Jiang Ping.
I saw the man I once was.
For so long, the only time she hit Pingxi was because the little guy almost threw the peace charm into the basin.
This thing is indeed a treasure to me, the most important treasure!
But what's the point of having a few hairs for the man in front of me?
"No! Besides hair, there is something else in here! Could it be?"
Jiang Xie Niang suddenly remembered that Jiang Xiaoyu once gave her a yellow talisman when she left.
He told her that if she encountered a critical moment, crushing this yellow talisman would save her life.
She knew the relationship between Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Ping, so Jiang Xiaoyu had no reason to lie to herself.
Since it was something that could save her life, she found several places to put it but felt it was a bit inappropriate.
She really didn't know where to put it, so when sewing the peace talisman, she put in a few hairs of Huang Fu and Jiang Ping.
It's just that a long time has passed, and the dullness of life has made her forget that there is such a thing.
"It must be it!" Jiang Xie Niang was extremely convinced that the treasure mentioned by the monk in front of her must be the life-saving talisman in the peace talisman.
After all, apart from this life-saving amulet, she had nothing else on her body.
The lady in ginger shoes put her hand into her pocket and subconsciously wanted to take out the peace charm.
But when her hand touched the peace charm, she hesitated again.
The monk in front of me is obviously not a kind person.
Give him the life-saving talisman and it's okay if he leaves. What if you directly take your own life?
It was just an ordinary slap, but Jiang Xie Niang was completely unable to withstand it.
If he gets something and becomes murderous again, wouldn't he have no chance at all?
Now the ginger shoe girl has calmed down a lot.
If a woman wants to survive in this world, just begging for mercy is not enough.
When Jiang Ping just passed away, many people coveted her beauty.
Among them, there are not a few who want to use force.
However, to this day, she is still able to live her own life peacefully, and the reason is definitely not just because of her kindness.
Sometimes, facing those men actually requires a little bit of scheming and insight.
Of course, that's for ordinary people.
The Master Xue in front of him was no ordinary person at all.
Therefore, at the very beginning, Jiang Xie Niang was panicked.
Her life and death were firmly controlled by the man in front of her, so much so that she just lost her basic sanity.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered the life-saving charm. Although she was still scared, her mind was much clearer.
Seeing Jiang Shoeniang staying still, Master Xue glanced at the compass in his hand.
The compass needle was pressed downward, and the needle body trembled, making a "buzzing" sound.
He had determined that what the compass pointed to must be the thing in the ginger shoe lady's pocket.
In the past, even when encountering some treasure, the compass needle would only rotate slightly. Such violent trembling had never occurred before.
He had a hunch that the treasure in her pocket was definitely extraordinary.
As for why a treasure of this level appeared on an ordinary woman, Master Xue was not in the mood to think about this issue at this time.
He moved forward step by step. Since he had found his target, there was no need to wait here needlessly.
Sensing the burning heat in Master Xue's eyes, Jiang Xie Niang subconsciously took two steps back.
"Huh?" Master Xue looked sulky.
Afraid that Master Xue would snatch the thing away, Jiang Xie Niang took out the peace charm.
"Sir, is this what you want?"
Master Xue spread his hand: "Put it in my hand and you can leave immediately."
The reason why Master Xue didn't grab it directly was because he still had some scruples in his heart.
He didn't know what it was inside.
If it was a fragile treasure and this woman destroyed it in a fit of desperation, it would be a loss that outweighs the gain.
As for the woman in front of me?
Master Xue already has a plan in mind.
Although this woman looks ordinary, it must be more than just good luck to have such a level of treasure in her body.
If there really was some master behind the scenes who had a blind eye on her and gave her this treasure, I'm afraid she would be in trouble in the future.
This is Ning'an, and for more than a year, it is no longer a strange thing for monks to kill people.
Every morning, several crooked corpses appear in the streets and alleys.
One more woman doesn't hurt.
"What?" Master Xue's spiritual power was flowing. Just in case, the spiritual sword behind him was unsheathed.
The spiritual sword lay across Master Xue's shoulder, and the sword's body buzzed with cold light.
"My lord, my lord!" Jiang Xie Niang knelt on the ground, "My lord, wait a minute, I will give you something right now!"
With that said, Jiang Xieniang opened the peace talisman and took out a yellow talisman paper between her fingers.
Master Xue's eyes widened instantly.
Although it was impossible for him to recognize the painter's life-saving talisman, he knew from the appearance that it was a yellow talisman.
In today's world of cultivation, Talisman Dao has been in decline for many years. Even ordinary yellow talismans are still rare treasures.
"Give me!"
Master Xue stepped in front of Jiang Xie Niang and stretched out his hand.
The next moment, a small flame appeared in his eyes.
Yes, at this last moment, Jiang Xie Niang crushed the talisman in her hand.
She believed in this yellow talisman and even more believed in Jiang Xiaoyu's words.
He said that if you crush this talisman, you can save your life.
This sentence is absolutely true.
She didn't know what would happen next moment, but the expectation in Jiang Xie Niang's eyes replaced the fear.
"You bitch!"
The spiritual sword on Master Xue's shoulder instantly shot towards Jiang Xie Niang's brow.
As a cultivator, Master Xue naturally understands that ordinary yellow talismans can only be used once.
The treasure that was originally meant to be his own, but now, this happened, how could this not make him crazy.
At this moment, even if the woman in front of him died a thousand times, it would never be able to offset the anger in his heart.
How could Jiang Shoeniang react when faced with a spiritual sword?
However, just when the spiritual sword was about to pierce her forehead, a white figure suddenly appeared.
"Dang" he flicked his finger, and the spirit sword turned into powder.
Jiang Xie Niang looked at the back of the figure standing in front of her in astonishment. She really couldn't figure out how this person appeared.
The spirit sword was directly shattered, and Master Xue subconsciously stepped back several feet. Likewise, he didn't know exactly when the person in front of him appeared.
"Is it possible that the talisman has the power to summon?"
Master Xue carefully observed the person in front of him, and saw that he was dressed in white, and his whole body exuded an aura of returning to nature.
In his hand, he held a simple paintbrush.
Even though he didn't know that what was in front of him was the shadow of the legendary painter, Master Xue immediately left with his sword.
His sixth sense told him that the person in front of him was definitely no match for him.
Just when his figure was about to disappear behind the clouds, he suddenly turned back and gave Jiang Xie Niang a vicious look. This woman must die!
He already remembered her.
The ginger-shoe girl couldn't help but tremble, her vest was cold.
The next moment, the painter waved his brush phantomly.
The white clouds were painted black by him.
"boom!"
After an explosion that shook the entire Ning'an, not even the scum of Master Xue was left in the clouds.
The sky became clear again.
Jiang Xie Niang finally reacted, and she kept praying: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"
The painter turned around, and Jiang Xie Niang felt an invisible force lifting her up.
"Jiang Xiaoyu actually gave the life-saving charm to a mortal like you?"
Xuying shook his head, and then Jiang Xie Niang stretched out her hand involuntarily.
On the palm of her hand, the artist directly added a section of her short fate line with one stroke.
When everything is over, the shadow disappears into the void.
Looking at the palm of her hand, Jiang Xie Niang couldn't calm down for a long time.