Jing Hong and Yun Qi's perception has always covered the entire village, so the real joy of the villagers was quickly captured by them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After Qinghui returned, Jinghong immediately offered to treat the villagers and treat their injuries.

Qinghui was happy but also surprised, "Although I appreciate your kindness, can you give me a reason to do so?" After all, we have never known each other, and we really dare not accept such a great favor from them. ”

Qinghui has always thought that there is no free lunch in this world, and suddenly two monks who gave them food and helped them heal their illnesses suddenly appeared, and he really couldn't take it for granted.

Jing Hong and Yun Qi didn't hide it from him, and the two of them briefly explained to him their idea of "using the same kind of emotions from the host as the soul hunter to squeeze the soul hunter from the host's body, and then use the sealing box to imprison the soul hunter".

Qinghui is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't quite understand a lot of what Jinghong and Yun Qi said, but he can still understand the general meaning.

With his hands clasped together, Qinghui asked Yun Qi with a nervous expression, "In other words, you are doing these things to make everyone happy from the bottom of their hearts?" ”

Yun Qi nodded slightly, "We plan to first let everyone eat and drink, be healthy, and have surplus food at home, and then help everyone get rid of the torture of the Joy Soul Hunter through some special means." ”

"Of course, to do all this, we also need to rely on your popularity in this village. ”

Qinghui's eyes were red with excitement, "Then I'll let people come to see a doctor now." ”

Jing Hong reminded him, "You'd better get to the bottom of the village elders first, and let them explain to the others why pies suddenly fell from the sky." ”

Qinghui pondered for a moment before saying, "Or I'll say that the two are hermit masters I met outside?" ”

Jing Hong shook his head, "When we first came to the village, you didn't show that you knew us. ”

Qinghui frowned in distress and turned around the hall for half a circle, and then his eyes suddenly swept to the shrine enshrined in the innermost corner of the hall, his eyes lit up, and an idea rushed out of his mouth, "Otherwise, I'll just say that you are the divine envoy sent by the Emperor Wuxian?" ”

"Emperor Wuxian?" Jing Hong and Yun Qi glanced at each other, and both of them saw deep doubts in each other's eyes - where is the "Five Visible Emperors" sacred? Why have they never heard of it?

Qinghui motioned to them to look at the small statue enshrined in the shrine, "Emperor Wuxian is a god commonly believed by the people of Qi State, and in our village, almost every household enshrines the statue of Emperor Wuxian, so it is easiest to win everyone's trust by pretending to be the name of Emperor Wuxian's divine envoy." ”

Jing Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that you don't believe in this Wuxian Emperor." ”

Qinghui smiled bitterly, "I only believe in myself." The vast immortal cultivators with magical powers hid in the deep mountains and old forests, regardless of the lives of ordinary people, the soul hunter killer who was regarded as hope by the vast majority of the people in the Aojia Continent was actually an executioner who killed innocents indiscriminately, and the so-called gods with vast magical powers in the legend only existed in people's fantasies and unfounded legends, so I didn't count on anyone. ”

Yun Qi somewhat admired this man who was rarely sober, he raised his hand and patted Qinghui's shoulder, "It's enough to believe in yourself." ”

Qinghui smiled, "Then I'll tell you so." ”

Jing Hong nodded slightly, "Okay." ”

Half an hour later, the messenger of the Emperor Wuxian came to their village, and the news that he was going to cure them and exorcise evil spirits reached the ears of all the villagers.

Because Qinghui has always been trusted by people, and the story of God's envoy to the earth is very complete, so it is rare for him to lie this time, but others don't want to suspect anything.

Everyone happily spread the word, and after a while, the courtyard of Qinghui's house was full of villagers who came to bow or see a doctor.

Yun Qi was not in the house at this time, because some of the Joy Soul Hunters had already been forced out of the host's body, so he took the red box called "Red End" to the village to seal the part of the Joy Soul Hunters who had lost their host.

Jing Hong is not an ordinary doctor, she treats people and treats injuries without taking the pulse or prescribing medicine, but whenever there are any problems with the body, she uses her own magic to help the other party heal.

Her method was straightforward but effective, and all the discomfort of the villagers disappeared in a moment, which made people more and more convinced of her identity as a "divine messenger".

Many people shed tears happily, and more people bowed to her, and Qinghui, who stood aside to help maintain order and help, looked sour and astringent.

Ever since they were possessed by the Soul Hunter of Joy, the people of this village have been numb and miserable, they don't know when such a miserable life will end, and the more time passes, the more desperate they become.

This is the first time, and they really see the hope of getting out of this nightmare and living a normal life.

Compared with the temporary worry-free food and clothing, no illness and no pain, this hope is the medicine that can really save them from the sea of suffering.

After examining and treating all the villagers, Jinghong prepared 200 catties of rice, 10 catties of wild boar, five live fish, and two hares for everyone in the village according to the number of heads.

The ration of 200 catties can only be eaten for about two months if a young man is allowed to eat, but because Jinghong has distributed the same amount of rations to the elderly, women, children and even small babies in the village, as long as he is a little more frugal, every family in the village can basically live on these rations until the autumn harvest three months later.

As for the ten catties of wild boar, five live fish and two hares, in addition to the sacrifice of the family's teeth, the rest can also be taken to the nearby market town to exchange for some cloth, salt and sugar and other indispensable daily necessities that are not produced by the family.

After the villagers received their share of rations as they dreamed, Qinghui regathered everyone to the threshing floor next to his house as requested by Jinghong.

It turned out that in addition to ready-made rations, Jinghong also prepared high-yield and adaptable sweet potatoes for the villagers to plant.

Jing Hong didn't know if there was such a thing as sweet potatoes on the Aojia Continent, but she was sure that within the tens of thousands of kilometers covered by her spiritual sense, none of the farmers had planted sweet potatoes.

So when she thought of how to feed these villagers, she almost immediately decided to make the soil environment adaptable, with a yield of "dozens of stones per acre, 20 times better than planting grain", and the sweet potatoes that were edible both raw and cooked settled in this village.

After the villagers helped her clear, level, and fertilize a piece of wasteland next to the threshing floor, Jinghong transplanted some of the sweet potato seedlings from her own small world into the wasteland.