Feng Xiaolan and Feng Xiaoqi, two sisters and brothers, are not idle in Qixia Mountain, they have already gained insight into the disasters of various countries in this mountain. Now that they know about these calamities, they will not stand idly by.

The people of the Spirit Race from all walks of life in various countries have come to report. Among the people of the Spirit Clan, there are many who are in the same mood as this sister and brother.

Feng Xiaolan pondered for a long time, and suddenly made a decision - let's start with Fenghua City. Say action, do it.

The siblings each wore a tuft of feathers from the feathers of the finch green clan, so that both of them could fly freely in the air. The hail in the air was still falling, but wherever the two passed, the hail did not touch them. When the Feng brothers and sisters first flew in the air, they were still a little excited, they had been nested in Qixia Mountain for so long, and it was the first time they flew out to save the common people without permission.

Feng Xiaoqi had just come out of the warm Qixia Mountain, and he was a spirit clan, and he also sneezed, which was also too unusual. Sister Feng Xiaolan was also a little cold, she just hated that she didn't think much when she came out, she went out of the mountain wearing the usual cloth skirt in Qixia Mountain, and she knew that she would wrap a thicker one.

"This hail is so powerful, it makes you and me so embarrassed. Feng Xiaolan said, frowning slightly.

"That's not it, how can the two of us feel ...... in the ordinary wind and snow Feel...... Ahh......h I'll it. Feng Xiaoqi sneeze again unexpectedly.

"Xiaoqi, look at this, many people have froze to death. There were also people on the road picking up the bodies. Feng Xiaolan looked at the few pedestrians coming and going in the air. And he saw the bodies of some men buried in the snowdrifts. I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Sister, what are we going to do? How can these people be saved? After all, this Fenghua City is the source of these disasters, and it cannot be taken lightly or seriously. Unfortunately, the will of our superiors has not yet been issued, and these people in the city have suffered. Nor can we act rashly. It's a lot of trouble, but I'm afraid that we will break the rules of our spirit clan, so I can only do something cautiously. Feng Xiaoqi rubbed his nose and reminded. There are many contradictions in life, not to mention the spirit race that is in charge of world security? How to act in the midst of contradictions requires wisdom.

Famines, plagues, and other things, the spirit clan should not act rashly, and can only listen to orders from above. It's just that every time they encounter these catastrophes and small disasters, those spirit clans who can't stay idle will also have some compassion in private. Occasionally, the spirit individuals also walk quietly and do some virtuous deeds. It's just that it's all threes, twos, and bits. There is a tacit understanding between individuals, and no one asks about many things. Everyone understands it, and they all do it quietly.

The people above the spirit clan also turned a blind eye. Not a bad thing after all. And every time a disaster comes, in addition to the large-scale instructions issued from above, there are also some small things that need to be carried out by the people of the Spirit Race.

It's just that such trivial orders are difficult to take into account, so the spirit clan acts privately and does some things to save souls, which can be regarded as another form of compensation.

"Why do I think there are still moths in this Fenghua City. Let's take a look first. Feng Xiaolan said, "Saving people is one thing, or don't break the entire balance, it's the best policy." ”

The two sisters and brothers circled in the sky above Fenghua City for a long time. Only then did I see that the group of people in the Kuren Gang seemed to be doing something on the ground, full of cries and confessions.

Feng Xiaolan and Feng Xiaoqi went down like this, ready to take a closer look.

Who knew that the group of people from the Guangren Gang saw the two sisters and brothers descending from the sky, thinking that they were immortals descending to earth, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times. The man in the lead was still shouting: "It's the gods, the gods have come down, we have been saved! It's the gods! Help us, we are wrong, we don't dare anymore." ”

When the gang heard the leader shouting this, they also echoed and said, "Immortals, save us, we are wrong, we don't dare anymore." ”

Feng Xiaoqi looked at these people, all of them were dressed in linen and dust, and they were all dressed very sincerely, as if they had gathered to admit their mistakes. A group of people were tightly wrapped in the cold weather, and the outfits were quite complete, and they all knelt in the courtyard, crying and gnashing their teeth.

Feng Xiaolan looked at their simple and pious appearance, and suddenly felt a little funny, what is there to be angry with these people? They are just ignorant and ignorant.

"What are you doing in the courtyard, but do you know it's wrong?" asked Feng Xiaolan. Her voice, to her siblings, was just normal. Who knows, to the ears of this group of people, it is simply deafening, like heaven. These wrongdoing people of the Gang simply regard this fairy who fell from the sky as a god who saved them. The voice of Feng Xiaolan's questioning, they only regarded it as a fairy sound, and they didn't dare to blaspheme, and they beat their hands and feet one after another.

"What is my sister asking you to say, speak, what are you doing here?" Feng Xiaoqi saw that the group of people were frightened, and was busy reminding them to answer the question.

"Back to the two immortals, we all know that we are wrong, we all know that we are wrong. We shouldn't buy children, we shouldn't send them to places where there is no return. We have blood on our hands and just want to repent. Steward Hao of the Cangren Gang said, "We have heard that by wearing linen and ashes, we can atone for our sins and repent and admit our mistakes!" We gathered together in this courtyard and prayed for forgiveness from heaven and for the calamity to pass. ”

"All the money you make is from selling the lives of those little children. Feng Xiaolan said, "But you regard those blood-priced silver as a way to make money." That alone is enough to kill you. Now that you are looking for mercy in me, what shall I give you?

"Goddess, we were wrong, we didn't want to die, we were really wrong, we were just toilers, and we didn't know how to make money, and now we have made such mistakes, and we regret to die. Ding's mother, who helped buy the child, said that she was old and had a plump face, and she was especially afraid of this angry goddess and wanted her life, so she hurriedly said: "Please! Two male and female immortals, I still have more than a dozen people to raise in my family." They are old and young, and they have no ability to take care of themselves at all! Who in the poor family is not easy to eat? We only think we can earn a little, and there is really no way! We are really wrong, please the gods, save us! Spare us. ”

Feng Xiaoqi looked at the begging person in front of him. There was also some unbearability in his heart, and he looked at his sister. Feng Xiaoqi is relatively young, has not experienced any storms and waves, and does not know how to deal with feelings and principles and etiquette.

"Look at what I'm doing, do you want me to spare them?" Feng Xiaolan looked at her brother's ambiguous eyes.

"They're really miserable. Sister, do you want to spare them this time?" Feng Xiaoqi said.

Chapter 72 is covered with linen and ashes