"Aunt Ajo. Shen Bing lowered his head in some shame.

His own little sister was taken away by the son of the Li family, and the replacement that the physiognomist found was not Xiao Qiao, the girl from Aunt Qiao's family, and now the woman is so hysterical, presumably after she escaped, Xiao Qiao was regarded as his substitute ghost by those villagers.

"Hmph. ”

Jiang Ning sneered, "It's really sad. ”

The expression on the face of the woman in red was the same as Jiang Ning's, full of pity, disdain and indifference.

The female devil waved her hand lightly, bringing up an invisible energy, and the kitchen knife in the hand of the middle-aged woman named Aqiao spun and flew back upside down, and slammed into the trunk of a big tree behind her, as for the middle-aged woman, her legs were frightened by the cold murderous aura of the female devil, and she sat on the ground.

The village name, who had already gathered to watch, saw the kitchen knife that flew back, and immediately scattered the birds and beasts.

The woman in red didn't even look at the woman, and led Jiang Ning and the others straight to the side, only the voice with disdain and sarcasm echoed at the entrance of the village: "If you really have the courage to avenge your daughter, go to those who took her from you, if not, go back to your own home, and then be your shrinking turtle." ”

Jiang Ning gently patted the girl's shoulder and comforted: "What the female devil said is right, you haven't done anything wrong, if you have to be persecuted to the point that you have to be restrained to death in order to be considered kind, then let the so-called kindness die! There are always some people in this world, after they have suffered misfortune, they don't have the courage to resist those culprits, so they have to transfer their hatred to those who are also victims, ridiculous and pathetic, you don't have to pay attention." ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the villagers who were still hiding in the corner and 'watching the play' with relish, and the last bit of pity in Jiang Ning's heart disappeared.

When Shen Bing's father left, the phase master had already died, but there were still girls in the village who were captured and sacrificed to the mountain god, if it weren't for the Jinghai trial, Jiang Ning wouldn't have bothered to care about the life or death of these ignorant villagers.

More than a year ago, the matter of kapok was still vivid, and now this Songxue Village only makes Jiang Ning feel cold, every time he encounters such a thing, Jiang Ning's heart is like overturning an ink bottle, and there is a rich darkness that cannot be dissolved.

Let them die." As soon as such a thought appeared, Jiang Ning immediately shook his head, shook off his slightly gloomy thoughts, and let out a long sigh.

Where do the sembling beings need salvation, and what they need more is perhaps education?

Jiang Ning began to understand a little why his quasi-father-in-law appointed Huang Shang from Confucianism as the prime minister and promoted Confucianism in the territory of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Shen Bing didn't speak all the way, just lowered his head and counted the steps to lead the way in front of him, the atmosphere seemed a little dull, fortunately, the village was not big, and soon the three of them stopped in front of a stone house made of large regular stones.

"It's here. The wolf's girl whispered.

"Stone house, it's pretty good. Jiang Ning tried to pick a lighter topic.

The woman in red rarely echoed Jiang Ning on these boring things, and said, "Indeed, the other houses in this village are all made of local pine wood, but your stone house is quite different." ”

Shen Bing smiled reluctantly and said, "My father is a blacksmith, and it takes a very high temperature flame to melt iron and make iron, and it is too easy to catch fire when building a wooden house, so it's..."

"Rest!" Jiang Ning chuckled lightly and took the lead into the stone house.

During this long journey, although his mortal body was not as unbearable as a girl, he was really tired.

The sturdy door made of pine wood was wide open, and it was originally full of iron tools that my father had made on a daily basis, but now it was a mess, not only was the iron tools taken away, but the three of them walked through the outer door to the stone house, and they saw the same scene.

Even the place where Shen Bing and his sister lived, and the things in the backyard, were all left.

Looking at this scene, the girl squatted helplessly on the ground, her shoulders trembled slightly, and round tears fell to the ground.

There is nothing left in the house except the house.

"Heh," Jiang Ning said in surprise: "You neighbor uncles and uncles are really fast, what kind of kitchen knife did you take to cut you before, looking brand new, it was also from here not long ago, right?"

Shen Bing squatted on the ground in a daze, he didn't understand a little, those who wanted to sacrifice themselves to the mountain gods, the people who were going to kill themselves with kitchen knives, and the people who emptied their own things, not long ago, they were still sitting with themselves eating pine nuts, talking and laughing, and there were some, and they even hugged themselves when they were young.

"He, she, they," Shen Bing, who was already thin and shrunk, said in a trembling voice, "What's wrong with them, how did they become like this?"

The female demon in red said coldly: "They have never changed, they have always been like this, it's just that you didn't see it clearly before." ”

"Those things," there was a faint coldness in Jiang Ning's calm tone, "I'll help you come back." ”

Shen Bing was stunned, still squatting there quietly, while the woman in red smiled slightly.

On this day, a man from a stranger came out of the stone house of the blacksmith's house, and along the snowy path of the village, knocking on the door of the house and begging for something from the blacksmith's house.

Some people opened the door but didn't give anything, and then he lost two teeth, and some people simply closed the door and couldn't come out, and later, the door was kicked in half and three teeth were lost.

The people in the village are not convinced, you are not the female devil who can kill people with a flick of your hand, and you are not the owner of the blacksmith shop, why do you ask us for something?

A large group of young men who had stayed in the village surrounded the boy with knives and axes, and decided to give him a little color.

Later, they all had their teeth knocked out!

When Jiang Ning went out, he was alone, and when he came back, he was followed by a large group of men and women, who were either carrying, or carrying, or carrying two or three people together, and carrying Dong

West sent it back one by one intact, where it was originally placed, and where it is still placed.

The red-clothed female devil found a random place in the room to meditate and practice, and no one dared to disturb her during the whole process, and everyone who passed by her tiptoed, for fear that if she accidentally made a noise and made a noise to the female devil, it would not be a problem that could be solved by losing a few teeth.

The girl in wolf's skin just watched from beginning to end, and didn't say a word to those villagers, until those people left, the girl with a cold expression snorted and laughed, jumped over, pulled Jiang Ning's arm with one hand, pointed to the direction of the people leaving outside the door, and said with a smile: "Look, look, it's funny that they talk leaky!"

It's just that seemingly pleasant smile, which is a little sad to look at.

Jiang Ning easily opened the girl's hand, held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, frowned and rubbed it back and forth, and said with a boastful smile: "That's not it, this hero's hand is pulling out his teeth and fists, and he is becoming more and more familiar with the practice." ”

In another room of the stone house, the red-clothed female demon was meditating and rejuvenating, her bright red and seductive lips curved in a pleasing arc.

(End of chapter)