(55) Questioning

There is no god there at all, it is the sister of the doctor who came to the village a few days ago to take care of her sister, and the grandmother of Huzi, a few years ago, she was blessed because of the accumulation of goodness, and the god was going to guide the grandmother to ascend to the gods, and the people of the whole village happily sent the grandmother into the temple, but why, the grandmother was locked in a cage, her face was yellow, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive. There were also a few village brothers next to him, who were skinny, their lips were purple, and Yin Tang was a little black.

Why is this happening, aren't they, is Grandma Huzi a god now, aren't those brothers going to serve God, and what about other brothers and uncles, what about my sister, what will happen to my sister, will I be like Grandma Huzi.

The more Wu'er thought about it, the more scared he became, he was just a child, and he would definitely not be able to beat Da Rao. Yes, tell Grandma, Grandma must know what to do, let Grandma rescue her sister.

Wu'er quietly left from the dog hole, not letting them find out.

But what Wu'er didn't understand was that when he went back, God was cheating, Grandma didn't believe him, he wanted to take Grandma to the temple to see Grandma Huzi, Grandma was even more angry, he collided with the gods, he would definitely be punished by God, beat Wu'er, and locked him in the house.

The more Wu'er thought about it, the more scared she became, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that God was fake, and she was even more afraid of her grandmother, who really didn't care about her sister. Wu'er tried his best to escape, no matter what, he had to go to the temple to rescue his sister, who wanted to be found by his grandmother just after he went out, and chased him all the way to the outside of the village, and there was the scene they saw, but Wu'er no longer believed that the gods were fake, and where did the punishment of the gods come from.

After listening to Wu'er talk about this, everyone was silent, how could the people here be ignorant to this point, where is there any god, if there really is, how can God be willing to let people suffer and ignore it.

Ling Wuxin guessed in his heart, why did this so-called Holy Sect only allow men to enter, and the few black-clothed ghost-faced people just now were clearly the same as the ones they had encountered before, they were puppets controlled by the Soul Locking Nail, and why they broke their previous actions to attack an ordinary child who had nothing.

The biggest possibility is that the Holy Sect in this village is worshiped in this remote village, and they take advantage of Rao's ignorance to voluntarily send men, and then refine them into murderous puppets, and the boy inadvertently saw the truth, and they knew about it, and wanted to kill people and kill them.

It's just that I don't know how many innocent people the Holy Sect has poisoned in addition to this village. He turned his head and glanced at He Xi, and the two of them knew that they should send the news back to the pavilion as soon as possible and investigate this holy sect.

Mo comforted five softly.

Fang Rou saw Ling Wuxin and Limo surrounding the one named Wu'er on the left and the other, just trying to comfort him, but she didn't notice herself, she was also frightened, and she also lost a personal maid.

Impulsively said: "May is the month of evil, the month of plague, and the month of poison, snakes, scorpions, centipedes, geckos, and toads have become active, and the ghosts and spirits are also very rampant, the epidemic is spreading, and the poisonous gas is everywhere. ”

Wu'er originally looked at the brothers and sisters beside him, and didn't seem to care about his birth at all, and gradually dared to raise his head to look at them, and when he heard Fang Rou's words, he buried his head again.

Ling Wuxin frowned slightly, this Fang Rou, it's really a pot that can't be opened, this kid is afraid that he also believes that he is unknown, and he is also very repulsive to outsiders.

Mo Qingqian really wanted to block Shang's soft mouth, it was not good for her, she could only continue to comfort Wu'er, and even her face was as cold as possible on weekdays: "My sister knows that there are people in the rivers and lakes, not only will they use non-poisonous medicine, but they will also tame them, manipulate them, and make them use for their own use." So whether it is good or bad, can be controlled by oneself, the original good and bad are not poison, but in the hearts of the people. Would you like to learn? ”

She is not a gratuitous and kind-hearted person, but this child, how innocent, but she wants to be shackled in people's ignorance, it is better to send him to the palace family, the real drug recognition, detoxification, and use of drugs, what five poisons, what is unknown, in Mo Qingqian's opinion, it is all bullshit.

It was the first time Wu'er heard someone tell him this, and when he looked up at the white-clothed sister's eyes, they were a little shining.

He is not unknown, he can also learn to control the five poisons, he can also use the five poisons to be a good person, the people in the village believe in God, in his opinion, this sister in front of him, completely changed his life, is the real god.

Wu'er wanted to get up and kowtow to that sister, but as soon as he moved, there was a pain on his body that made him breathe miserably, he had to sit back again, gasping for breath, and when the pain went down, he could barely speak: "Wu'er is willing, thank you sister......"

Fang Rou's eyes were full of disdain, and she said to herself: "When it comes to poison, the palace family is the most, and it depends on you ......."

Although her voice was enough for everyone to hear, Mo Qingqian didn't know if it was intentional, and continued to Wu'er: "Our way is to go to the palace family, how about I send you there?" ”

"The Gong family...... Isn't it amazing? Wu'er asked timidly.

Mo nodded lightly: "Well, on the rivers and lakes, it is best to use poison." ”

When Fang Rou wanted to do something more, she was pulled by He Sisi to find a place to sit down, she wanted to resist, but she was not as strong as He Sisi.

Ling Wuxin rarely saw Mo Qingqian have such gentleness, she seemed to be different from others to a little child.

Ling Wuxin didn't know whether he was jealous that Mo Qingqian was good to that child, or jealous that the child would only look at Mo Qingqian, so he forced himself up and said to the child: "We'll leave tomorrow, before leaving, do you want to go and say hello to your family and report your safety?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu'er's eyes flickered a little, and he nodded to Ling Wuxin with tears.

Wu'er thought, his mother probably didn't care where he went, and when those black-clothed people rushed out today, his mother ran away without even looking at him. But in Wu'er's heart, there is always some hope, A-Niang doesn't love him, and when A-Niang knows that he is not a five-poison child, and when he can use the five poisons to do good things, he will like him as much as he likes his sister.

He will go tomorrow to tell Ah Niang that he is not an ominous person, and that he has met the true god who helped him.

Wu'er's body was still very weak, so Mo lightly settled him to rest first, got up and went out by himself, and Ling Wuxin chased him out.

"Where are you going?"

Mo Qingqian turned his back to Ling Wuxin, clenched his hands into fists, and kept silent.

"Go to Wu'er's Holy Cult Temple, right?" Ling Wuxin said.

"Now that you know, do you want to stop it?"

Ling Wuxin walked up to Mo Qingqian and met her face to face: "Leave this kind of thing to us men." ”

"You...... Not to stop me? ”

Ling Wuxin took a step towards Mo Qingqian, and the two of them almost put their faces on their faces: "No matter what you do, this son will accompany you, but this son must not watch you get into danger alone, such a thing should be left to me to do in the future." ”

Before the sun set, the last glimmer of light fell on Mo Qingqian's face, looking at Ling Wuxin's obsidian-like eyes, no longer cold and indifferent, as if he was as gentle as he was when he was facing Wu Childhood just now.

Unconsciously, her heart was gradually melting.