The little girl was dressed in tatters, and she looked like she was about eight or nine years old.

Her parents had just died two days ago, and there had been two waves of Yellow Turban soldiers in this village, and her parents avoided the first wave, and when the second wave of Yellow Turbans came to grab food, her father said that there was no food at home, and all the food was taken away by the first wave of Yellow Turban soldiers.

Just this sentence brought her father a fatal disaster.

Then, a few Yellow Turban soldiers took a fancy to her mother, and her mother would rather die than obey.

In these cruel times, human life is like a mustard.

The little girl had been hungry for several days, and she had long since lost her strength, so she lay on her father's corpse, and a strong tiredness hit her.

She felt so tired, so sleepy, and wanted to sleep.

Slowly, she closed her eyes.

In a trance, the world in front of her became white, and in the distance, the dead father and mother miraculously came back to life, still waving at her, calling her to hurry up.

Father!

Mother!

The little girl's face showed joy, she slowly closed her eyes, and before she lost consciousness completely, she seemed to hear footsteps sounding closer and closer to her.

She was in a state of coma, and if no one cared about her, she would really die an hour or two later.

Looking at the fainting little girl, Jiang Xiaohua was silent, her expression was calm, and in the face of death, she was calm and terrifying.

"Snowball, save her."

A faint voice, with no room for negotiation.

Snowball jumped from her arms to the ground and circled around the faint little girl, and then Snowball opened its mouth and sucked it in.

The energy in heaven and earth, which is invisible to the naked eye, was forcibly pulled and sucked into the body by snowballs.

Walking in the scarred village, looking at the shocking tragic situation, Jiang Xiaobai was strongly impacted, he had lived in a peaceful era and had never seen such a tragic scene.

This is Jiang Xiaobai's first time to feel death up close.

Fear!

The fear of life is like a mustard.

He wondered if one day, in the face of a very powerful enemy, would he be like the people in this village, who could only kneel on the ground in despair, begging God for mercy.

"If all the enemies were gone, there would be no such troubles." At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai's desire to become stronger is very strong.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the void around him, and he vaguely felt that something in the air was forcibly pulled out and converged in the same direction.

Just when Jiang Xiaobai wanted to feel it carefully, the air returned to normal.

On the other side, inhaling a large amount of heaven and earth aura, the chrysanthemum of the snowball bloomed, and a thumb-sized elixir came out of the chrysanthemum.

The elixir contains pure heaven and earth aura, and the amount is just right, suitable for little girls.

The little girl is a mortal, so the snowball is sucked and collected, and you can't overdo it, that would be too much.

Jiang Xiaohua squatted beside the little girl, she carefully fed the little girl the elixir, the latter's pale face as snow, after the spirit pill entered the body, it was ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little girl had not eaten for several days, and the death of her father and mother had left her exhausted and the energy in her body was depleted.

At this time, supplemented by the nourishment of heaven and earth aura, it is the best.

Moreover, she will also obtain great creation, and from now on there will be no disease and no disaster, if there is no accident, she can easily live to be one hundred and eighty years old.

In this era, the average life expectancy of people is only thirty or forty years old.

After a while, the little girl's eyelashes moved slightly, and she opened her eyes, and a petite figure holding a little black dog in her arms slowly appeared in front of her.

"Sister, thank you for saving me."

The little girl struggled to get up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Jiang Xiaohua.

Jiang Xiaohua did not evade, did not refuse, and after the little girl kowtowed and knocked her forehead bleeding, she bent down to help her up.

"What's your name?"

"Sister, my parents call me Erya."

"You will follow me in the future." Jiang Xiaohua said lightly, and then she added: "There is food to eat." ”

"I listen to my sister."

The little girl was very well-behaved, she looked at Jiang Xiaohua with a calm expression curiously, and then looked back at her father's corpse, her eyes couldn't help but show sadness.

With Jiang Xiaohua's acquiescence, the little girl found a shovel from the ruined home, shaped like a shovel, and then she dug a pit and buried her father's body in the ground.

Two hours later.

Wang Lin led the remnants of heaven and earth to gather at the entrance of the village one after another, and there are still more than 100 people left in this village, and more than 200 people were brutally killed by the Yellow Turban soldiers, and most of the dead people did not have all their bodies.

Luckily, they were laid to rest.

The rest of the people in the village, looking at Jiang Xiaobai and the others gathered at the entrance of the village, they hid in the corner, only daring to watch from afar, not daring to approach.

When Jiang Xiaobai and his party walked away, they disappeared completely.

The villagers came out from all corners, facing the direction of Jiang Xiaobai's departure, and kowtowed and bowed down one after another.

At the same time, wisps of golden energy flew out of all the villagers' bodies, flew towards Jiang Xiaobai, and merged into Jiang Xiaobai's body.

Feeling the extra golden energy in his body, Jiang Xiaobai was slightly surprised, he turned to look at the hidden village behind him, and finally knew what the golden energy was.

"It turns out that this is incense."

At this moment, in Jiang Xiaobai's mind, the golden lotus slowly rotated, and began to emit a faint light compared to before.

Incense is a very mysterious power.

As we all know, Buddhism has the greatest relationship with incense.

In mythology, Buddhism enjoys the incense offered by the world, relieving disasters and solving problems for the world, and benefiting all sentient beings.

Taoist cultivation absorbs the aura between heaven and earth.

Buddhism cultivates and absorbs the incense offered by the world.

"This golden lotus is useless, I am not a monk at home, and I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet."

Jiang Xiaobai pursed his lips, he still likes negative energy, how good negative energy is, it can improve the strength of all aspects of the body.

There is no reference, Jiang Xiaobai can't figure out what his current strength is, but he feels that he still needs to work hard and strive to improve his strength, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and there are hundreds of thousands of yellow scarves in Jizhou.

Hundreds of thousands of people, one person with a mouthful of spit, can drown a bunch of people.

How scary!

According to the original plan, Jiang Xiaobai and his party will go all the way south, passing through Boye, passing through Anping County, and after half a month, they will be able to reach Guangzong City.

Guangzong City is located in the middle of Jizhou.

Jiang Xiaobai had already inquired, and Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turban, was in Guangzong City.

But now, he's changed his mind.

After leaving the village, Jiang Xiaobai led the Heaven and Earth Remnants to the southwest.

Xinle City.

The Yellow Turban soldiers who brutalized the innocent people in the village were there.

If it is on the battlefield, the two armies are fighting, and death is death, after all, war is cruel.

But what the Yellow Turban soldiers brutally killed was a group of helpless people, this kind of heartless and crazy behavior has no humanity, and everyone will be punished.

Jiang Xiaobai never thought of becoming a saint, but when he encountered this kind of thing, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Since those Yellow Turban soldiers don't want to be human beings, let's kill them all."