The flower of the begonia, like a yellow hedge, envelops the mill. From a distance, it looks like a picture of quiet years. If the mill is still a common people's workshop for grinding wheat flour, this painting of yellow flowers and bluestone courtyards will still look like a quiet time.

It's a pity that what is in the barrel is not grain flour, but human flesh and bones.

When Zhixi arrived, he had already entered the wooden barrel, and his qi technique was still easy to restore a hand that had been crushed, but he couldn't do it if he had to reassemble the body that was more terrifying than the broken corpse.

"Yet!" Zhixi's clothes fluttered, and she flew to the thick wooden barrel in an instant, and the gap in the wooden barrel was still oozing bright red liquid. She couldn't even bear to look at it directly, so she brushed her sleeve with one hand to cover her eyes, and with the other hand, she held the turbidity and put it on the bucket. As for the separation and the turbidity that was given to her, whether he could save him, she didn't know the result.

The sleeves of her coat floated above the bucket, and suddenly, she was clenched by something, and a hand reached out from the bucket and grabbed the corner of her sleeve.

"Youkai!" "Goblins!" "Demon!" The executioners, who were still using people as rice, stretched out a hand in the wooden barrel that had just been ground into minced meat, and in a panic stopped their work, and fled with their heads in their hands. The men of those women's families were now being tied up in a long queue of flowers, and the thugs who escorted them with sticks also fled in a hurry at this moment, and the women took advantage of the situation to run over and untie their men.

"Help me" and "Help me untie it" The rest of the people who were escorted in the team asked for help, and this big family, with all hands and feet, went to untie those people.

In this moment, Weiruo in the barrel has completely returned to his original human form, shrinking in the barrel and unable to get out, still holding Zhixi's arm with one hand. Zhixi looked at him, very aggrieved, and really embarrassed, and couldn't help but say two sentences to him: "If there is a pen and paper, I should record it and teach the world to see that the young master of the underworld, who is in charge of Yama and controls people's life and death, has also had such a situation." Look at you in the future, you will always look down on me. ”

"Fairy Zhixi, the kid doesn't dare anymore," he begged for mercy. Zhixi raised the green sword and split the wooden barrel.

The people in the mill knelt down one after another, kowtowed to Zhixi, and chanted: "Fairy Great Compassion", "Fairy Great Compassion".

"Who are the people who fled, and do you know where they have gone? Where is the base camp? Weiruo knelt on the ground, pulled the sleeve of an old man's half-section, and asked anxiously.

Unexpectedly, the sleeves were very torn, and if they only pulled it gently, even the entire sleeve fell off. Weiruo pulled the half of the sleeve, showed an embarrassed look on his face again, and hurriedly apologized: "I offended the old man, I didn't mean to." The old man was also busy saying: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to it." ”

Seeing this, Zhixi remembered that he was also pulling his sleeves like this, living like a child, and couldn't help but say to him again: "Are you a stinky boy who has not dried up, and you actually pull the corners of people's clothes." ”

"When, you still make fun of me," Weiruo picked up the old man, and motioned for the rest of the people to get up, and then asked Zhixi: "Letting the tiger return to the mountain will eventually be a trouble, they don't know where to wander and harm other people." ”

"I know that you and Lihe have given me all the cultivation, so you want to use this to hold me hostage," Zhixi said: "Don't worry, I can't waste your skills." As he spoke, he crossed his arms, brushed his sleeves and drew a semicircle in the air, and the route of the thieves under the banner of justice was reflected in front of him. Ah, run there. ”

"I'm going to serve their den of thieves!" Weiruo is also angry, impulsive, and forgets himself, and now he is no better than these unkempt people. There's that kind of power there.

"No, I'll let them come back by themselves," Zhixi said, "and you and these folks, find a clean place and sit and rest." As she spoke, she followed the curtain pulled by her hand, showing the direction of the fleeing people, like threading a needle, one by one in the opposite direction, that is, to herself, and pulled them back, as if she were embroidering a "big soldier on the battlefield" with different stitches in front of the embroidery frame.

The villagers, frightened, according to Zhixi's instructions, followed the future, found a piece of grass in the courtyard, sat on the ground, and eased their spirits.

"Today, it's Hades, let us go." The old man said.

"But isn't it," the old woman beside her echoed, "those who have suffered a thousand knives are the ones who came to ask for their lives on behalf of the king of Hades." ”

In the consciousness of mortals, the Hades and Hades are still synonymous with sin. However, I don't feel wronged.

"They can't represent Hades, who are more disciplined than them." Weiru tried to earn a clear name for his subordinates: "Hades never takes the life of the hour, and never wants to shorten anyone's due life by his likes and dislikes." ”

The old man and the old woman, as well as the people nearby who could hear him, all looked at him with strange eyes.

"Young man, have you seen Hades?" The old woman thought to herself, he had just been squeezed into a pulp of flesh and came back from the dead, it must be that Yama did not accept him and put him back, and the people who had passed through the Yama Palace might know more than they were mortals who almost went to the Ghost Gate, but they were driven back before the pass.

"I've seen it." If you don't tell the truth. But the people who listened were not interested in digging deeper, and only said that he had a great life, and he was just boasting to them here.

"I said girl," a man in the crowd shouted to Zhixi, who was talking a lot, and then at Zhixi, who was snaring sinners like embroidered flowers, "Since you can save this young man, can you also resurrect those other people who have been smashed into minced meat, and see if Yama will let them go?" ”

"She can't save her." If he didn't know, turbidity could only save his life, because he had just been crushed, and his blood had not had time to coagulate, and the other people were much earlier than him.

Those who were seated, looking at Na Weiruo again, had a confused look of 'how do you know'.

"Hades told you?" The old woman raised her wrinkled chin and clicked her lips, which were too old to close, and then asked him.

"Hades listen to me." If you don't tell the truth, it's a pity that in front of these mortals, it's still like a fantasy. When the people heard this, they only said that he was arrogant and boastful, and no one paid any more attention to him.

Wei Ruo, who had never been able to see his expression from his face, was so calm that at this moment, he had mixed feelings, sitting with a group of living people, talking about Hades, which was something he had never done in his life.

Everyone was exhausted, sat for a while, relieved a little, and felt that they had the strength to go home, so they all got up impatiently, and were about to run home.

"Don't go." If you stop them, "Those thieves are on the way here, you go back now, if Zhixi can't control it well, the thieves are afraid that they will hurt you." ”

"Although the fairy saved our lives," everyone looked at Zhixi, who was as thin as a willow, and shook their heads: "However, the Golden Army, as many as cow hair, the people of Chenzhouyi, have let them eat it all, it's not that we can't trust the girl, really, they are too terrible, we are really afraid." ”

"The Golden Army?" If I repeated that title, I knew that it should be the title of those butchers.

He was thinking about what to ask, and those people, like animals trapped in the fence for a long time, arched to 'escape', just when he couldn't convince them, and couldn't stop them, those soldiers of the Golden Army were all pulled back by Zhixi, as if they were leading the way. When the people saw this, the executioner who had almost slaughtered them trembled, and hid behind Wei Ruo, and did not dare to speak, but looked in fear.

"If I heard that the army in the hoarding area had eaten up the people, I would have thought that it had scavenged the blood and sweat of the people, or that it could also force people to death, but like this, taking people as military rations and eating them directly has never been heard of." Zhixi said, her tone was very light, but her tone was very heavy. She had never been able to speak loudly, even if she felt like she was screaming, but it was a normal volume to others.

"What should I be, lead us by the nose," the leader wrapped in a yellow scarf laughed: "It turns out that it is a little fox spirit." Now stop the witchcraft in your hand, I can still take you back for the sake of your good looks, and be a lady of the village. ”

"Joke," Zhixi said: "Since ancient times, only the winner talks about the conditions, and your life is in my hands, but you have to bargain on the condition of sparing my life." Listening to the tone of your voice, you are Huang Xuan, what is there to explain, let's apologize to the people here first. ”

Huang Yi is worthy of the head of the thief, burly, black as iron, infinite strength, while Zhixi is distracted, with a hammer, smashed at Zhixi, Zhixi's arm is being smashed, and the invisible thread in his hand is also loosened. The army was in chaos, and they rose up one after another, standing up and waving their swords and sticks at Zhixi.

"Zhixi," if he didn't want to go over to see Zhixi's injury, but the people around him, seeing that the 'fairy' was injured, he thought that this girl was so weak, and she was not the opponent of this thousands of troops.

A sergeant, who really wrapped up a fleeing homeless person, used a knife around her neck, as a hostage, and threatened Zhixi: "If you want to be strong, be a good person, and avenge these useless people, then you have to take care of her life." ”

"Let her go!" Zhixi covered the broken right arm, although the turbidity was extinguished, the pain was still there. Enduring the physical pain of the swords and spears of the people around him, he shouted to the sergeant.

Although the knife and gun were inserted and pulled out, Zhixi was drenched in blood, but it could not kill her, and the soldiers who were still attacking her were all frightened, shouting "monster" in their mouths, and slowly retreated.

Zhixi's arm eased slightly, and she set up a puppet web weaving technique, grabbed the sergeant who was holding the woman hostage, and crushed his neck.

One of the guards beside Huang Reel, seeing that the general trend was gone, was afraid that Zhixi would ask for his life, so he simply pulled out his knife and immediately turned against him, taking advantage of Huang Reel's defense, and killed him with a knife.