She raised her hand, and the candle flame flew down on the roof, and the spark exploded with a thud, staining the straw roof and burning rapidly.

In the dark night, the fiery serpent demon danced, devouring everything arrogantly.

The firelight lit up half of the sky, and the goddess stayed where she was, and after a while she came to her senses, and roared angrily, "You are crazy! You devil! Lunatic! ”

"Do you know why it burns so fast?"

Xia Wanyin retreated to the center of the courtyard and looked at the raging fire, and woke up kindly: "The wine you buried on the back mountain has been poured on." ”

What a messenger of God, what a thrifty guardian, but for their own selfish desires to inherit this forced maggot sludge for generations!

This wine is made from pear blossoms for decades, and any light is a few taels of silver.

And this dignified goddess, who claims to have been a vegetarian and wears hemp all her life, buried it in several large jars, and I don't know how much snowflakes and silver were sent into the burlap bag in vain.

It was precisely because she saw the goddess burying these things that the original body had to die, and the aunt who was willing to hand her over to sacrifice to the mountain god was only half a cup of soup.

"My wine! I'll kill you! ”

The goddess almost broke down and cursed viciously, and when she saw that the fire was uncontrollable, she suddenly remembered something and went back into the house despite the billowing smoke.

The light of the fire and the noise woke up most of the people in the village, and when they saw the location of the courtyard of the goddess where the fire started, the villagers rushed with water.

But when everyone saw Xia Wanyin standing at the gate of the courtyard, they all exploded.

"It's over, it's over, she's not dead!"

"The mountain god blames it, and even the temple of the god is on fire!"

The noise was like boiling water, and the people who tried to extinguish the fire saw that the fire could not be extinguished, and fear and anxiety spread, and they aimed all their fingers at Xia Wanyin.

Under the anger of the crowd, someone has already copied the guy.

"It's all because of you!"

A thin man held a hoe and faced Xia Wanyin: "You're not dead!" Broom star! ”

Some people started, and the rest of the people also joined in, and they formed a human wall, and their eyes showed a fierce light.

"Why didn't anyone ask where the goddess had gone?"

Xia Wanyin in the center of the crowd was calm, and the raised volume reached everyone's ears: "You are worshipping God, but I am afraid that God will not receive your filial piety!" ”

"What kind of crazy words are you talking about?"

The commotion of the crowd still did not calm down, Xia Wanyin sneered and raised her chin: "Don't believe it, look at what she has in her hands?" ”

Everyone's eyes turned to see the charred goddess with her hair burned, with her mouth growing, and she lost her voice in disbelief.

In the firelight, the goddess held a package in her arms, and the tongue of fire licked the corners, revealing the gold inside.

The cloth wrapped is a hundred family clothes, they mourn the thrift of the goddess, no family took a piece of cloth and sewed it, and the goddess they believe in wears it every day.

But now, the torn hundred clothes are wrapped in glittering gold and silver!

"You said that you are a divine envoy, pure and simple, and bless this apprentice." Xia Wanyin stepped forward and pulled it, and the gold rolled to the ground: "It's a pity that you are just a person who fills your pockets, and coaxes a village of people to empty their pockets to raise you such a god stick by using the words of pit meng and abduction!" ”

"I didn't!"

The goddess was so weak that she didn't obey her hands and feet, she rolled on the ground and put the gold and silver building into her arms, and her voice was sharp: "This is a reward from God!" It was given to me! ”

"Really?"

Xia Wanyin looked condescendingly at the goddess who was prostrate on the ground, as if it was the final knife under the command of Hell Shura, and she took out a small box from her arms: "Then what do you tell everyone about this?" ”

"Isn't this the goddess's divine water pill box?"

Someone in the crowd recognized it with sharp eyes, Xia Wanyin smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's a medicine box, but unfortunately it's not divine water, it's poison." ”

"Poison?! How can it be?! ”

The crowd suddenly exploded and shouted endlessly.

"What a miracle, but it's all a hallucination after drinking poison." Xia Wanyin opened the box and poured the medicinal powder on a small piece of broken silver at his feet.

The silver suddenly turned black, and even corroded little by little, and the silver the size of a fingernail turned into a puddle of black water in just a moment.

"She usually uses a low dose, and you don't notice it, but after taking it for a long time, I believe that many people have already developed symptoms." Xia Wanyin got up and swept over everyone: "Hair loss, red spots, and from time to time there seem to be insects and ants gnawing at the blood......"

"I have!"

One of the lame men screamed in horror, and then nearly half of them chimed in.

The crowd went from panic to anger, and the weapons in their hands began to be directed at the goddess on the ground.

Xia Wanyin stood aside with her hands crossed, with a sneering expression - human nature is like this, if she said that the goddess killed her only for personal gain, maybe someone would not believe it and would defend her. But when it really touches their own life and death interests, they will stand in unison.

The rest of the matter doesn't need her.

The people were agitated and rushed forward to execute the liar, and many more wanted to rob the gold and silver.

The goddess was tugged at and shouted something that seemed to be explaining, but it was all lost in the crowd.

The oracle who was once noble in the clouds is now trampled on the ground, and his flesh and blood are blurred.

The courtyard, which had been worshiped and prayed by all the people, was now burned to the bones of a fiery dragon.

No one stood up to avenge Xia Wanyin, who almost died in vain, they just buried their heads and grabbed it, like jackals grabbing food in the wilderness.

Xia Wanyin went home, looked at the stove where most of the roof had collapsed and had fallen dust, and couldn't help but sigh.

The so-called family is impoverished on all sides, and there is nothing more than this.

She simply cleaned up the house, and lay on the bed with only some straw pads exhausted, looking at the starry sky a little dazed.

After solving the goddess, she can stay relatively safely in the village, but it is not a way to live such a poor life all the time.

There is a way to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, work to get rich, and go to the mountains tomorrow to have a look!

Early the next morning, Xia Wanyin went up the mountain with a bamboo basket on her back.

Qixia Village is backed by a mountain, and the mountain is lush with grass and trees, and herbs are indispensable in this kind of mountain forest.

She used a long wooden stick to carve out a path in the grass, which was overgrown with weeds and easy to hide medicinal herbs, and Xia Wanyin had to squat down carefully to find them.

"Huh?"

Xia Wanyin's eyes lit up and she suddenly squatted down, in front of her was a palm-high dwarf grass, the leaves were strangely stretched, and the seven leaves were clustered with a small blue and white flower.

This medicine is called Blue Flag, and it was originally grown at high altitudes, but I didn't expect to meet it here.

Most of the herbs could not be broken, so she could only use a small hoe to clean the soil around the roots little by little and then pull up the herbs.

The clouds gathered little by little, and suddenly the black clouds were thick, and the raindrops the size of beans fell down, and lightning and thunder roared.

"The weather in the mountains is really unpredictable."

Xia Wanyin held the basket in her arms, and could only temporarily find a place to shelter from the rain, and found a cave all the way.

She hesitated at the entrance of the cave for a moment, then walked in some of the scythes in her hand.

Suddenly, there was a sound of rustling, Xia Wanyin's hand holding the sickle tightened, and she asked with a vigilant look:

"Who's there?!"