Chapter 151: Good Fortune

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the breeze is slow, and occasionally there are a few frogs and cicadas, and on the quiet path, Zhao Yi and Qisheng walked one after the other.

Zhao Yi and Sun Lao Liu muttered in the room for so long, Qisheng eavesdropped at the door, but because their voices were too quiet, Qisheng couldn't hear them clearly, but Sun Laoliu said: "She killed someone!" poured into her ears and shocked her.

Abu once said that the purgatory on earth is full of filthy air, and she came from purgatory, so the smell of her body is probably caused by the so-called "filthy air" on her body.

It's just that what is this "qi", and why can Dr. Sun tell that she has killed someone?

To be honest, Qisheng herself also wanted to know what that bad smell on her body was.

After coming out of Sun Laoliu's house, Zhao Yishi's face was a little gloomy, for Hongxian Village, where the people are simple, such a big evil thing as killing people is something they can't think of, not to mention that the other party is still a seven-year-old child.

Qisheng followed behind Zhao Yi, his nerves were tense, and he instinctively was in a defensive state, keeping a safe distance from Zhao Yi.

She thought that Zhao Yi would question her about the reason for the murder, or take her to the village chief to listen to it and deal with it.

But no!

After coming out of Sun Lao Liu's house, Zhao Yi's thoughts were indeed a little confused, he only cared about walking with his head down, and he forgot about Qisheng for a while, and only remembered when he was about to arrive at the door, turned his head to look at the small figure two meters away from him, hurriedly walked over and grabbed Qisheng's hand, and smiled honestly and apologetically.

This surprised Qisheng, he already knew that she had killed someone, and he was willing to take her home?

She was a murderer, although under the circumstances at the time, she was forced to make a helpless choice, but if she killed someone, she killed someone.

When I got home, Aunt Zhao was mending her clothes, and when she saw that the two of them were back, she hurriedly asked, "What did Dr. Sun say?"

"It's not a big deal, I opened three pairs of bitter clear soup. "Zhao Yiyi.

"Why is it bitter clear soup again? If it doesn't get better in two days, let's take the baby to Lanzhu Village to find Dr. Zhu." ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Yi agreed sullenly.

At night, Zhao Yi couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and decided to tell the village chief about it the next day.

Huang San, who usually always carries two pots of wine, saw Zhao Yi coming to him, and knew that Sun Lao Liu was unreliable.

"You don't have to worry, although that child is dyed with blood, but she is still a child, and it is her fate to meet you, and it is your blessing. Do you know what that lotus flower you see is? It is the lucky lotus flower of the Liuli Patriarch, which has bloomed like this once in hundreds of years. ”

Speaking of this, even Huang San couldn't help but take a sip of wine to suppress the shock.

This blessed lotus is the magic weapon of the glazed patriarch, it is said that the glazed patriarch left a petal lotus in the endless sea, dedicated to the great benevolent.

He had also seen it from ancient books when he was in the Mirrorless Ruins, not to mention that he hadn't seen it, even the twelve saints of the Mirrorless Ruins probably hadn't seen it.

Who would have thought that the first time in hundreds of years in the pine forest realm to come by the lucky lotus, it turned out to be a milk doll covered in blood, this matter can be big or small, although he reported the mirrorless ruins, but he did not dare to make a noise, so the matter was suppressed.

Hearing Huang San say this, Zhao Yi's eyes widened, although he didn't know how powerful the lucky lotus was, but the name of the glazed patriarch was known to everyone.

It was his old man who opened up this pine forest realm and found a peaceful place for them.

Hearing that the child had a relationship with the Liuli Patriarch, Zhao Yi was quite relieved and proud.

"I didn't expect our Hongxian Village to have such luck, the lotus flower floated down from Tianqing Pond, and the people in Zidan Village didn't see it, but let me pick up a treasure. ”

Huang San immediately made a "shhhhh

He lowered his voice and whispered: "That child takes the lucky lotus flower to our village, which is a great blessing for our village." I'm telling you, maybe our village is about to be transferred. So don't make a noise, if the group of snobs in Zidan Village know, maybe they will take that child captive. ”

"He dares to kidnap so many people in our village, if they dare to come and kidnap people, I, Zhao Yi, will be the first to refuse. Zhao Yi said indignantly.

"What can you do if you don't agree? Even if the whole village is combined, it is not necessarily the opponent of the first finger of the Zidan Village. Huang Sandao.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Hongxian Village was indeed the weakest of the seven villages in the Songlin Realm.

It has been forty years since any child was admitted to the Mirrorless Ruins, and all parents in the village who still have some ambitions will secretly send their children to Zidan Village next door.

Of course, there are still a few people in this village who have pursuits.

Most of the villagers in Hongxian Village do not have much pursuit, guarding the blue sky and thick soil, making a day of income and resting at sunrise, planting fields, grazing sheep, and being satisfied with three meals a day.

Therefore, even the college has been abandoned for a long time, and now the only college in Hongxian Village is actually just a nursery.

The villagers send their children to school every day, not because they don't want them to have any great wisdom, as long as they can recognize a few words, and it also saves them from making trouble at home.

The so-called Fa Neng class is the last Professor Huang San in Hongxian Village who was admitted to Wujingxu forty years ago, but returned to the village for some reason.

Huang Sancheng never leaves his wine gourd, and his biggest hobby is bragging, but the villagers respect him very much, and even once thought that the bulls he bragged about were real "cows".

But in fact, only he knows that he has mediocre talent, and he still failed to pass the test after forty years of hard training in the Mirrorless Ruins, so he can only choose to go down the mountain and return to the village.

When he came back from the mountain, he was extremely frustrated and negative, but when he walked to the entrance of the village, he was warmly greeted by the villagers beating gongs and drums, killing pigs and slaughtering sheep, and he also became the new head of Hongxian Village in a daze.

At first, he genuinely wanted to nurture the children in the village, hoping that they would go to the Mirrorless Ruins to fulfill his unfulfilled dream.

But he found that the qualifications of the children in the village were mediocre than him, and the lack of children admitted to the Mirrorless Ruins for so many years had already smoothed out the ambitions of the villagers of Hongxian Village.

Everyone was content with the status quo, slowly accepted this fact, and lived peacefully in a peaceful atmosphere without self-motivation and shame.

When Huang San was in Wujingxu, he cultivated the Tianji Sect that advocated the "way of non-action", paying attention to inner peace and going with the flow, which was very consistent with the overall atmosphere of Hongxian Village, so after struggling for a few days, he gave up decisively.

Huang San also slowly liked this kind of life, hanging on the false position of the village chief, walking around with wine gourds all day long, occasionally going to the college to see the children, hiding under the tree to drink a little wine, bragging, blowing a little wind, taking a nap, the days are very comfortable. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~