A strong wind ruthlessly swept away the last shelter from the rain.
Qingyu sighed: What is coming will always come, but what is going cannot be kept.
The torrential rain started to fall at any time, and it turned into a pillar of rain in an instant. I don't know who among the five people got up and ran to the house, and the others followed and hid in the house. Zhufeng ran at the end, not forgetting to hug the three-legged cauldron.
Come on, there's chicken soup in it.
Mud was splashing on the ground, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky. The five people hid in the east side room. Although the room was in a mess, there was still a corner that could shelter from the rain.
The five people huddled together, but the wind seemed to be against them, blowing the rain left and right, and for a while, they were evenly drenched all over their bodies.
The dripping hair sticks to the scalp, chicken feathers and mud are all over the body, and the rain is so drenched that people can't open their eyes. Everyone looks at each other, they have been in the same school for a hundred years, and there is a tacit understanding of sadness: this situation, this situation,
It is really deserted and miserable. The dignified Xuanmen elder and leader should not be in such a situation.
Zhufeng shamelessly suggested: "Junior sister, head, why don't you go to an empty house to avoid the situation? There's no one there anyway, or maybe you can use a charm?" The other three people nodded in agreement.
Qingyu waved her little hand and said, "Let's go." At this time, you can no longer worry about it being someone else's house. As for the charm, it is limited and cannot be used for such a trivial matter.
As Wen Ya walked, she asked about the talisman, and Zhufeng explained it to her in a few sentences.
The five people randomly entered a room, Zhufeng quickly started a fire again, and then placed the cauldron on the fire and continued to cook. The pot was bubbling, and the flames seemed to be beating irregularly.
, gradually raising the temperature in the room.
Qingyu stared at the flames in a daze. As she watched, her expression tightened suddenly and she stood up, "No, it's terrible. There will be a bloody disaster in Bailin Village tonight."
The other four people were all shocked. Shi'an smelled the howling wind and the frightening thunder and lightning outside the house. He was very worried and unsure: "Could someone be struck to death by lightning?"
Qingyu had a solemn look on her face, "No, it's a man-made disaster." She stared in one direction, "Here comes a group of people with bloody evil spirits on them. Quickly, notify other people and quickly go to Liao'er Mountain to take refuge."
After saying these words, she ran out first, and the other four people ran after her without hesitation.
Hongtao was the first to arrive at the neighbor's uncle's house who gave her a bowl of rice bran. She banged on the courtyard door desperately and shouted: "Uncle, get up quickly. You are going to die. Run for your life."
Bai Jiusi, who was still asleep in the room, was very angry when he heard this. However, for the sake of being neighbors for many years and the fact that he was a child, he endured the scolding, but he still couldn't help but whisper "crazy" in a low voice.
.
But just as he finished speaking, he heard a horse hooting outside. He was so startled that he stood up. When did Bailin Village have horses? But before he could think about it, he heard a kick on the door, and then he saw a horse all over his body.
The soaked Heart stood at the door.
There was no light in the house, and it was pitch black. Only a flash of lightning could illuminate people clearly from time to time. Hongtao didn't go in either, but just shouted anxiously: "Uncle, hurry up and take my aunt and baby to Liao'er Mountain. A group of murderers have come.
There is a bloody disaster in the village tonight, please run away for your life."
Bai JiuSi's heart was so frightened that he had already heard the hooting of horses several times. These days, it is not uncommon for bandits to enter villages to burn, kill, loot and torture. However, Bailin Village is located in a remote area and is notoriously poor.
He never expected to meet him.
He no longer dared to have any doubts, so he hurriedly said thanks, turned around, grabbed his mother-in-law and two children, and ran out without even putting on his shoes. However, as soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw a fire gathering at the entrance of the village. He was horrified.
He stared ahead, thinking it was too late.
Bailin Village is a long layout that goes straight from beginning to end. There are houses on the left and right sides. There is only a dirt road in the middle that is passable. Due to the rain, the dirt road is full of potholes and mud. You can step in and pull out again, wearing straw sandals.
Everyone can be torn apart.
Qingyu stood in the middle of the road, her feet in the mud, and she looked even more emaciated as she was soaked through. However, she raised her head and squinted her eyes, her eyes as sharp as knives, and scolded the visitor:
"You thieves, the murders you have committed in this life are enough for you to be sent to the eighteenth level of hell. If you want your descendants to be protected, don't commit any more crimes and leave quickly. Otherwise, your descendants will be in trouble."
A group of thieves were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter one after another. One of them laughed so much that he almost rolled off his horse, pointing at the girl in front of the horse's hoof: "Boss, this girl is really funny. Could it be that she is getting something wrong?"
Crazy."
A sneer appeared on the leader's lips, he twisted the sword in his hand, rode his horse, and approached step by step. His voice was harsh and cruel, "When I kill her with one blow, I will save her from suffering in this world."
Seeing the blade of the blade shining brightly, it was too late and it was too soon. With a thought, Qingyu took out the Fuxi Qin from the Xuannv Palace. He held the Qin in one hand and plucked it with the other. Just a string of notes turned into an invisible sharp blade. In the next moment, more than twenty thieves and bandits were killed.
With a twist of the neck, they all fell to the ground, dead.
There was a loud bang, and five thunderbolts hit Qingyu directly. Qingyu immediately reacted and took Fu Xiqin into the Xuannv Hall. Then, with a puff of blood, the person was chopped into a puddle of mud, but she fainted.
Zhufeng, who was standing not far behind her, was so frightened that he stumbled over to help her up. He stretched out his hand and found that he was still breathing. He felt for his pulse again. Fortunately, it was not serious, so he stopped holding his breath.
He let out a deep breath, and his pale face softened a little.
Several other people also gathered around in panic. Wen Ya wiped the mud off Xiao Qingyu's face with her rain-stained hands, and her voice was trembling: "How is it? Is it serious?"
Five thunders are the most common divine punishment in their Xuanmen. It is said that heaven's secrets cannot be leaked, and heaven has its own arrangements. As a member of Xuanmen, you can see through heaven's secrets, but if you tell them, it will affect the destiny, and you will be punished by heaven.
Therefore, their group often hides half truths and half lies. In this way, they can not only avoid divine punishment, but also provide guidance to others. As for whether the person can understand it, it is another unexplainable opportunity.
Tonight, there was a bloody disaster in Bailin Village. Logically, the five of them should not intervene. What happened to these people was destined, but Qingyu forcibly rescued the villagers. Although there were only about twenty people, the power of this heavenly punishment was
Not less, this blow was much more severe than the one Shi An received during the day.
Zhufeng comforted him and said, "It's nothing serious. He'll be fine in a few days."
When several people heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Although Zhufeng was usually unreliable, his medical skills had reached a state of perfection.
Zhufeng glanced at the two dozen villagers in the distance, frowned and asked, "Did all these villagers see it just now?"
Shi'an shook his head: "Probably not. I stood in front of them and didn't even see how Junior Sister Qingyu took action. You were blocking them in front."
"That's good, otherwise it would be hard to explain." Zhufeng picked up Qingyu. The rain was still falling. He glanced at the villagers. Before he could speak, his neighbor Bai Jiusi took the lead and said, "Come to my house.
The room is quite spacious.”
Several people followed Bai Jiusi into the house. Jiusi's daughter-in-law went to boil hot water on her own initiative, and soon the smell of rice bran was thick. Bai Jiusi saw that the five of them were wet and could not even sit down, so he took out
own clothes.
Zhufeng took a sneak peek and found that the cupboard was empty after taking out these pieces of clothing. He was moved in his heart. At least the blow from the head junior sister was not in vain.
As soon as Hongtao changed Qingyu's clothes and dried her hair, Qingyu woke up. She rubbed her still aching forehead, confused, "Where are we?"
"Bai Jiusi's house." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiusi's wife came in with two small bowls of paste. Seeing that Qingyu had woken up, she said happily: "You're awake, it's time to have something to warm your stomach."
Qingyu Heart Peach's eyes were shining brightly. Even though he had already eaten it, it was good to eat whatever he could these days. Who would think that he was full because he would not be hungry after one meal.