In Qingluo Village, under the light of many torches, the old Taoist was surrounded by the villagers, but except for Fei Yan, no one dared to take a step closer.
"This seems to be the mother-in-law of the new tenant family."
Someone was holding a torch, looking at the corpse on the ground and whispering.
"Didn't she die on the mountain? She looked like she was crazy."
"Oh, luckily there is an old god here, otherwise, you and I might end up like that little pimple."
"Why do you think she had to kill Xiao Doudao?"
Everyone was muttering, and suddenly a pitiful cry came from outside the crowd.
"My son!"
Everyone was horrified.
Another one?
The dealers retreated one after another, and then they saw clearly that the person coming was Xiaodupao's mother.
Everyone looked at her feet in unison. Fortunately, she had a shadow.
Huh?
It didn't matter at this glance, several old farmers immediately saw the new pair of winter shoes on her feet.
"Aren't these Qian Linhai's winter shoes? Why did they get on this little girl's feet?"
"Seriously? You must not be mistaken."
"How could I get it wrong? I remember carefully that there is a red edge embroidered on the upper. Besides, how can her family afford such good shoes?"
"Oh, yes, you told me that you wanted to sell half a stone of grain to get a pair of these."
"So..."
Several villagers returned to Xiao Qiao Da and boldly pulled off his only winter coat. They saw a piece of black cloth sewn inside. When they pulled off the black cloth, there was a layer of suede leather inside.
A few people looked at me and I looked at you, nodding silently, as expected.
"Oh, this... what should I do?"
Zhuangtou Liu An was so anxious that he stamped his feet. He had just done Zhuangtou, but before he even covered his buttocks, two more lives were lost.
"Don't rush!"
Huo Yazi shouted loudly, and the place suddenly became quiet.
He glanced at the dead body lying on the ground, and then at the dimmed broken sword in his hand, and suddenly a thought came to his mind:
This broken sword has saved him twice in critical moments. Last time, he withstood the thunder for the Lord, and this time he swung the sword to kill evil spirits.
It seems that this broken sword itself is my golden finger.
It really lives up to the halo of my protagonist.
Spiritual Tribulation Sword, Spiritual Tribulation Sword, I thought you were broken. I was so scared that I ran away from Qianxia Mountain overnight. I never thought that you were a skinny camel bigger than a horse.
Thinking of this, the old Taoist suddenly became very angry. He put the broken sword into its sheath, pointed at the dead body on the ground, and asked the old villagers who had just been talking about it:
"Do any of you recognize this dead woman?"
One of the dealers came up to him and roughly told him what he knew before.
When Liu An heard that Qian Duofu was the fault of the previous one, he immediately started to worry about it. The more Qian Duofu committed crimes in the village, the more preferential treatment he had to give to the villagers in order to establish a solid foundation here as soon as possible.
At this time, another old villager nearby wanted to leave a good thought for Xinzhuangtou, and quietly informed him and the old man about the winter clothes and shoes.
When Liu An heard this, he immediately asked someone to take off the winter shoes from the little girl's feet, and took out a new pair of shoes from his home for the girl to put on.
Then, with the consent of the old Taoist, he piled the shoes and the winter coat on Xiaodiao with the woman's body and cremated them on the spot.
There were two piles of firewood set up in the field outside the village, and the bodies of Xue Gu and Xiao Quda were burned together.
The little bumpy mother was crying heartily beside her. The old Taoist walked up to her and put the broken sword on her head. When there was no response, he sighed.
He already knew just now that this woman was the old lady who died and was reborn, and he thought that it was probably the young lady who had bullied Xue Gu, and that was the reason why she was retaliated against.
Seeing that there was nothing strange about the woman, he asked Liu An to treat this poor old lady well in the future, and Liu An agreed repeatedly.
The old Taoist saw that the two piles of corpses had been burnt to the point where not much was left. He silently turned around and took Feiyan back to the village. Seeing that the old Taoist had gone back, all the villagers also went back to their houses to rest.
Even Xiao Dupao’s mother was forcibly taken away by people arranged by Zhuangtou.
"My son! My son!"
The cry gradually faded away.
On the dark and vast land, only two fires were still burning, trying hard to fight against the endless darkness around them.
……
Cheng Yu Yuanshen and Jia Fei stood on the roof together. Opposite them was the dead soul of Xue Gu floating in the air, and next to them were two Wujun Palace patrol envoys.
"Hahaha...my son...don't be afraid! Mom is here."
Cheng Yu couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know what kind of evil spirit this woman had suffered on the mountain. Not only could she not find out, but even the patrol envoys couldn't do anything about it. They just giggled and talked about my son over and over again.
"I'd like to ask you two wandering envoys to take a good look at this dead soul. He is also a miserable person."
"Of course, this dead soul has the aura of the throne token in it. Even if Mr. Cheng doesn't explain it, we don't dare to do anything to it. After we bring it back to Mr. Wu, maybe he will be able to do something about it."
With a "crash", the soul-binding rope caught the dead soul and floated towards Qingchuan County together with the two patrol envoys.
……
The heavy snow stopped for half the night and started to fall again when the sky was slightly bright.
Jia Fei, who was sleeping soundly on the roof, was gently awakened by Cheng Yu. The orange cat opened its eyes and saw that in addition to Cheng Yu, there was also a parade envoy in front of him.
It was one of the people who took away the soul of Xue Gu last night.
The other party came here specifically to report to Cheng Yu that Lord Wu had invited him.
Cheng Yu wakes up the orange cat demon. He is going back to Qingchuan County. Will she accompany him back to the city?
Jia Fei thought for a while and asked:
"Are you going back to the village after you go?"
Cheng Yu nodded.
This time I came back and I haven’t had a good reunion with Que Lao Niang, Hei Tan Tou and the others.
And the Falcon Demon on Qingluo Mountain has not been together for a long time, so he will naturally come back.
"Then I'll wait for you in the village."
Seeing that the orange cat demon was unwilling to return to the city, Cheng Yu nodded and said:
"That's fine, please take the opportunity to look after the farmers in the village...and the sparrows."
The orange cat was stunned for a moment, then looked at Cheng Yu and nodded slowly, and then waited for his soul to return to his position before lying down and going back to sleep.
"Pulling!"
The little sparrow spreads its wings and flies towards Qingchuan County.
The big orange cat twitched its ears, looked up at the back of the sparrow again, changed its position and continued to sleep.
……
After about a while of touching a stick of incense, Cheng Yu flew to the front of Wujun Temple in Qingchuan County.
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Place the true form of the sparrow in a quiet eaves next to Wujun Temple, and the spirit of Cheng Yu floats into Wujun Temple.
This time the soldiers on duty at the door did not stop him, but respectfully led Cheng Yu all the way to the main hall.
Cheng Yu took out the token from his arms and poured his thoughts into it. In an instant, his vision flickered, and within a few breaths he was in a vermilion-filled hall.
On both sides were the military judges standing with their hands hanging, and in the middle was a large writing case. Wu Junzhuang Dakuan laughed when he saw Cheng Yu, stood up from behind the writing case and came out to greet him, cupped his fists and saluted:
"Mr. Cheng is finally here. Please go to the side hall to sit and chat."
Under the watchful eyes of all the judges, the two men moved into a secluded side hall nearby.
"Master Wu called Cheng here this time, but what happened about the dead soul last night?"
Wu Jun nodded and said:
"Last night, after the patrol envoy brought the dead soul into the palace, I summoned the breath of the token from the dead soul. It contained part of the woman's soul memory. Maybe Mr. Cheng would be interested."
Then, without waiting for Cheng Yu to say anything, Lord Wu directly waved his hand and said, "Come and see." The air in the middle of the side hall suddenly became distorted, and then a big mountain slowly appeared.
The vast Qingluo Mountain.
A small black spot on the mountain is moving aimlessly.
Wu Jun zoomed in and saw that the black spot was Qian Linhai's mother-in-law.
I saw her wearing single clothes and bare feet, walking with difficulty step by step in the snow that was almost up to her knees on the mountain.
In some steep sections, you even have to walk one foot and drop one foot.
Mixed in the howling mountain wind were hoarse calls:
"My son...mother is here...old man...don't be afraid..."
Cheng Yu looked at the scene in the sky, his brows furrowed deeply.
He had mixed feelings in his heart at this moment, and he couldn't help but think of Qian Linhong, whom Qian Linhai once cried about.
Except Qian, who kills people without blood.
The root of all this seems to originate from him.
In this world, there are as many hypocritical officials as there are such miserable farmers and slaves.
Even if Mr. Qian is killed, there will still be Mr. Jin and Mr. Yin.
Moreover, people's good and evil always complement each other and are not clearly intertwined.
After all, there are only a handful of heinous people like Hou San.
Difficulty crossing the world...
The law of heaven is clear.
While Cheng Yu was sighing with emotion, he suddenly saw that the picture above was automatically enlarged again with a wave of Wu Jun's hand.
