After Boss Chang left, Dong Wusheng stayed in the Chang Family Gang for another two years.

In the past two years, Chang Ci'an led the children of the Chang Family Gang to successfully drive away the bandits who occupied the Chang family, and the small city managed by the Chang family also restored peace, and Chang Ci'an and the children of the Chang Family Gang were also regarded as benefactors by the Chang family and treated as guests.

Dong Wusheng also knew at this time that Chang Boss had no hatred for the Chang family at all, in other words, there was no trace of affection at all, no love and no hatred, in the eyes of Chang Boss, the Chang family had nothing to do with him at all.

The reason why I came here with the Chang Family Gang was because there was a group of bandits who occupied the mountain as the king, and they did evil in this small city and suffered the people in the city, so they brought people to stand up and wanted to return peace to the eight villages.

In addition, although they have not done anything like swearing, Chang Ci'an and Dong Wusheng treat each other completely as brother and sister.

Of course, when there was an occasional fight, Dong Wusheng didn't recognize this brother.

Chang Ci'an naturally hoped that Dong Wusheng would stay, in his opinion, it didn't matter what the calamity was, people's lives were as short as fireworks, and it was difficult for him to preserve, so where could he care if people in other corners of the world were affected by calamities.

But Dong Wusheng didn't think so, and the departure of Boss Chang gave her a clearer understanding of the meaning of her existence.

It turns out that there are also people in the world who don't want to bring harm to others, waiting for her to bring them relief.

"Hey, I can't see that you're so conscious, little sister!"

This was Chang Ci'an's reaction to her thoughts.

"Bah, do you think everyone is like you playboy!"

Dong Wusheng naturally did not hesitate to ridicule each other.

Chang Ci'an: "Ah, little sister, you say this about your brother, my brother is so sad......"

Dong Wusheng: "......"

Before Dong Wusheng left, Chang Ci'an and the children of the Chang Family Gang came to see her off.

"Wow......"

Dong Wusheng looked at the cart of snacks that Chang Ci'an had prepared for her, and her eyes widened, "But I can't take so much with me!"

Chang Ci'an held a handkerchief and cried like a girl, "My poor little Wusheng, I'm afraid you won't see your brother again when you leave, my brother can't bear you!"

Dong Wusheng: "......"

Dong Wusheng: "...... Are you cursing me or yourself?"

Chang Ci'an pointed to the cart of snacks, "This is the last thing my brother can do for you, you must accept it!"

Dong Wusheng's head was big, "Don't you think it's a bit of a joke for me to bring such a cart of snacks to find calamity?"

"It's all Brother Chang's heart, you can accept Sister Wusheng. ”

"That's right, big deal, brother, I'll be your coachman!"

"Come on, just you?"

......

The children of the Chang family also persuaded each other.

Dong Wusheng was a hundred reluctant in his heart, but what everyone said made a little bit of sense.

She thought about it for a while and came up with a compromise.

"Then I'll stay for another half a day, and then I'll leave at noon. ”

Dong Wusheng said.

Chang Ci'an and the children of the Chang family naturally couldn't ask for it, although at this time they hadn't figured out why Dong Wusheng had changed his mind.

So, Dong Wusheng spent half a day eating the cart of snacks, touching his bulging belly, burping contentedly, and then picking up his sickle and saying goodbye to Chang Ci'an-

"I'm leaving, brother! I sent it in the morning, don't send it now, say goodbye to everyone for me! If I can catch up with it during the New Year, I'll come back to see you." ”

Chang Ci'an: "......"

Is he raising a pig?

It's a pig, right?

Zhu Wusheng just patted his belly and swaggered away.

Moreover, Chang Ci'an has been alive for a total of seventy-eight years, and at the age of eighteen, he met Dong Wusheng, who was a big fart, and spent two years together, and the age of twenty weak crowns was separated from her, and after fifty-eight years, he finally failed to wait for Dong Wusheng to come back.

And in Dong Wusheng's long life, he has never encountered such warmth.

Dong Wusheng's sense of smell is not all over the world, and she also needs to enter a certain range around the calamity to smell the breath of calamity, she also walks and watches, in the early era when information circulation was not developed, it was difficult to obtain news like where there were always dead people recently, so she could only walk and see.

Dong Wusheng sometimes felt incomprehensible, the main god only arranged for her to clean up the calamity alone, how could this be cleaned up?

Even if there are hundreds or thousands of her, she may not be able to get busy. The world is so big, and the speed of calamity spreads unsteadily, and sometimes it is not impossible that all the people of a city will be turned into calamity in an instant.

In the third month after leaving the Changjia Gang, Dong Wusheng encountered a similar thing.

It was also an accident.

In the battle when Boss Chang left, a quarter of the two or three hundred people on the other side died under Dong Wusheng.

At that time, Dong Wusheng felt a sharp pain in her left arm, and afterwards she rolled up her sleeves to check, and found that from her left shoulder to the back of her left hand, it was densely covered with cracks that were deep and visible to the bone. Dong Wusheng counted them, a total of forty-seven cracks, and then recalled that exactly forty-eight lives fell on her hands that day.

Kill a person, one more crack, except for one calamity, one less crack.

Although she is a god, she is also bound by the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao everywhere.

If he could still see the main god, Dong Wusheng would definitely ask him what he was doing to let this world run under such rules.

On the day of falling into the water, Dong Wusheng was chasing a fugitive disaster, that guy is also a cultivator, although his cultivation is not as good as Dong Wusheng, but his strength is not bad, Dong Wusheng made a small mistake in judgment during the battle, so he escaped, and the two chased and fled, all the way to the edge of the cliff.

"Why the hell are you killing me?!"

The man looked at the deep stream below, there was no way to retreat, and he asked Dong Wusheng with red eyes.

“......”

Dong Wusheng wore the demon mask left behind, was silent for a while, and said, "I'm sorry...... However, you are dead, and if you continue to remain in the world, people will continue to die because of you. ”

The man laughed in disbelief as if greatly stimulated, and then laughed hysterically.

"You also think that I am the child of disaster, so you want to kill me, is that right?!"

The spiritual power on the man's body was in turmoil, the cold wind on the edge of the cliff blew the long hair of the two of them flying, their clothes were hunting, the man's face was bulging with purple veins, and his eyes were full of madness and hatred.

"I'm telling the truth. ”

Dong Wusheng avoided his gaze and said word by word.

After Brother Chang, she never met a calamity who believed in her and believed that she was already dead.

No matter how she explained, they all boiled it down to all sorts of reasons and malice.

She didn't dare to recall the pain of killing Brother Chang that day, and she didn't want to experience it again, so she put on a mask and didn't interact with any calamity.

Just wandering through the crowd and waiting for an opportunity.

Now, when the blood bloomed, she didn't feel much anymore, but if she remembered it, the fear of killing for the first time, the pain when she killed Brother Chang, and the memories that never faded could still bring her back to the time and space of the past, and experience those black memories clearly again.

Let's find a time to go back to Chang's house to help.

Recently, this kind of thought has become stronger and stronger, this kind of day after day of suffering malice, it tires her, and it also makes her tired, she is almost tired of it, she can't wait to go back to that place of her own, to recuperate, to live a quiet time.

Deal with this person, and get ready to go back.

Looking at the man in front of him, Dong Wusheng thought so.