"If anyone has any doubts about the little woman, leave on their own."

The woman took her little finger and pointed to the way she came, and said unceremoniously,

"But in the coming day, when this girl returns to Bianjing, it is too late to regret it, it is better to buy a coffin and climb in by herself to recall the joys and sorrows of this life, and don't blame the little girl for not saving her when she sees death."

After speaking, he turned around handsomely and didn't look at everyone again.

"I, Liu Fugui, believe in the Holy Maiden, it's okay if I can't be cured, I will never rely on the nobles, and I deserve my life!"

A man in the crowd took the lead in expressing his position, strode forward, and stood behind Xia Qingyi.

"My Wang Guihua also believes in the Holy Maiden, you just command."

"My grandson Xi'er Dan is sent by the Holy Maiden, life and death are fate, and there is no complaint."

"I, Zhao Erzhu, have a cheap life, and it is a small honor for the saint to be willing to help。。。。。。

There were more and more people who agreed, and there was a long queue behind Xia Qingyi.

Seeing this, the old man was very relieved, and took the initiative to maintain order and adjust the formation.

On the altar of the gods, there were only two people left, and they always knelt down in place, and they did not leave without stepping forward.

The woman raised her eyebrows, without a trace of displeasure on her face, and asked patiently.

"What do you two mean? Whether you want to believe in this girl, or ask for more blessings, but give a word! ”

The two of them looked at each other and didn't say a word, but just stepped their heads deeper.

"Why, do you two not hear what this girl is saying or do you deliberately ignore it, huh?"

This time, Xia Qingyi was not polite to them, raised her voice, and spoke with a hint of warm anger.

The frightened two kowtowed repeatedly, and one of them couldn't hold his breath and trembled.

"Small... Small... of them, don't dare, the villain thinks... Look again, look at 。。。。。。 again?

"Hades came to you and asked you, do you want to live or die, do you want to do the same to him?"

The woman was not angry, laughing at this ridicule.

"Look again, it's just an excuse for distrusting this girl!"

"After a while, when this girl unravels the Gu, the intersection will be closed, so as not to be disturbed by outsiders, you can go."

With a flick of her sleeves, the woman made a "love" action and issued an eviction order.

At this time, one person became nervous and shouted loudly.

"If the intersection is closed, then we can't get in if we want to, you are going to cut off our way of life!"

The woman snorted coldly, too lazy to take care of it, but the other villagers began to coax.

"Zhu Maocai, what do you want, hurry up, don't be ignorant, shameless!"

"Yes, you just wait for death when you go back, and you still have a chance to live when you come over, so you don't have to think about it!?"

The man who was frequently named seemed to be in a hurry, and his face had turned the color of pork liver.

"My daughter-in-law is going to give birth next month, plus the first two daughters, if I have a good one, how can their mother live!?"

Some nodded when they heard this, cast sympathetic glances, caught a glimpse of another wooden stake in a daze, and continued to persuade.

"Zhu Maocai's daughter-in-law and children, you can't afford to die, you Feng Debiao is alone, why are you hesitating?"

"It's just that, if one person feeds the whole family and is not hungry, what else is the ink!?"

"I, I, I'm afraid of pain, haven't you seen several skeletons on Wang Dali's body, I, I'm 。。。。。。"

It turned out that he had seen the process of vigorously taking Gu for the king from a distance, and Xia Qingyi's face was full of surprise.

"Actually, the method of driving Gu for you for a while is fundamentally different from Wang Dali, and it will not shed blood."

"The reason why he was stabbed so much is so that you don't have to suffer from flesh and skin."

"Knowing that he might die, he resolutely agreed to my method."

"Without him, there would have been another one among you who would have suffered this piercing pain.

The villagers lowered their heads as she said this, and the man, who knew that he didn't have to be stabbed, didn't hesitate to get up and join the group.

Only Zhu Maocai was left standing motionless, still with a trace of worry on his face.

Xia Qingyi opened her throat in the air with a smile.

"Win, send people away, make a good intersection!"

As soon as the words fell, two galloping figures appeared in front of everyone like two bolts of lightning, and the calm and unhurried posture was like a phantom, coming in the blink of an eye.

Under the burning gaze of the two men, one left and one right, Zhu Mao had no choice but to stand up and look back step by step, walking the way he was coming.

When he reached the intersection, no one paid attention, and the man who had been following behind suddenly turned around, pulled his legs and ran back quickly, still shouting in his mouth.

"I changed my attention, I changed my attention, and I, Zhu Mao, swore to obey the orders of the saint to the death。。。。。。"

After dealing with a group of traditional superstitious villagers, Xia Qingyi began to worry about how to deal with the Gu worms caught from Wang Dali's body;

Cut it directly with a moon chopping silk, or put it on the fire to cook, for fear of frightening the simple villagers.

After thinking about it, she still didn't come up with a satisfactory method, and some women were so discouraged that they had to ask for help from Gu Ling;

"Zijin, how is this Gu worm the most appropriate?"

"What is appropriate? Those who practice Gu can use all the Gu worms in the world for their own use, if you really don't like this Gu worm, refine it. ”

Refining? Good idea!

The woman turned her back, took out the herb, cut her fingers, and dripped the blood on the herb and put it into the furnace.

Then he summoned the bun and put the captured silver butterfly Gu worm into the vessel.

Sensing that the Gu worm was attracted by blood, he took the initiative to climb up to the Fu Xuan grass,

Xia Qingyi neatly put her index finger and middle finger against each other, raised it above her head, and recited it silently in her mouth.

"The ring of five stars, illuminating the mysteries. Thousands of Gu spirits, bless my true body. Thinking about the spirit and refining liquid, the soul lasts forever. ”

After a while, there were bursts of mournful noises from the furnace, like people sobbing and buzzing.

After a few moments, a few wisps of azure smoke floated out, and the woman was relieved.

"Fellow villagers, fathers and elders, three people will put incense in turn in a row, and then leave after the lit incense is burned."

"After the incense is applied, close your eyes and pray for blessings, and the village chief will mention you when you get to the point, can you hear clearly?"

The people of Tuwa Village on the altar were originally very apprehensive, but when they heard that what they were going to do was so simple, they hurriedly responded to it.

They didn't know that Xia Qingyi had placed the vessel for refining Gu worms in the stove where they were incense.

In this way, when people are close to the incense burner when they make incense, the Gu worms in their bodies will be inspired.

Shangxiang's team stood in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the village chief, and it was Shangxiang's turn to know where the villagers knew.

At the moment when they closed their eyes and prayed in their hearts;

A milky white transparent Gu worm burst out from their bodies, landed in a circle on the clearing, leaving a little halo, and then slowly walked towards the incense burner as if it had been induced.

From beginning to end, only the old man with his eyes open witnessed with Xia Qingyi, thinking that the village chief, who was over eighty years old, had seen the world and experienced a lot of storms, and he almost couldn't control his exclamation.

The woman indifferently stared at the village chief's deep-set eye sockets, but calmly put her fingers close to her lips and made a silent motion.

By the time the villagers had finished all the incense, the sun had set.

I was so surprised to find that the black line in my hand disappeared, and I couldn't hold back my excitement, so much so that the villagers couldn't wait to go to Xia Qingyi one by one and kneel down to thank you.

Since then, they have only one faith----- the Holy Maiden of Southern Chu.

"Well done, this time the people's hearts gathered, but unfortunately Tuwa Village is isolated from the world, if it is a county seat, it has won the praise of the people of the city, and word of mouth will soon be famous."

Chu Zexi, who came to the woman's side at some point, sighed calmly.

But Xia Qingyi heard that it was a different tone, just like the leaders in the world came to inspect the work, and leaving a few words at the end can be regarded as an affirmation of their work performance!

This man treats himself as a human being, and he looks like he is honored.

Before the woman could say anything, Ouyang Qing's displeased words were already heard in her ears.

"What's the use of my sister asking for these false names, it's not uncommon!"

"Even if my sister doesn't do anything, she eats and drinks every day, and she is the saint of Nanchu!"

Hahaha, this kid is really good, so much to her heart!

Xia Qingyi was not stingy, put her arms around the boy's shoulders, and praised them.

"Good brother, it's really my sister's only cutie in the world!"

After praising it was not enough, he turned his head and kissed the boy directly on the face!

At this time, Chu Zexi's face changed, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, and his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists.

The village chief also took this scene into his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this noble girl of Nanchu acted so wildly and uninhibitedly,

But no matter what, people have just been relieved of the disaster in their village, and Chu Zexi, who is about to run away,

The old man, who saw through the delicate situation, hurriedly stepped forward to play a round game.

"Girl, why don't you go to the old man's house to eat some wine and food after a tiring day today, and then go to the parents to have a look!?"

The woman, who was completely unaware of her situation, responded with a mouthful, regardless of the fact that a man behind her had a black face.

"You go and take it, this prince is tired, I will not accompany you!"

Chu Zexi coldly dropped a sentence and strode away。。。。。。

"What's wrong with him? Are you feeling unwell? The woman looked at the man's departing back and said subconsciously.

"Don't worry about him, sister, I'm hungry, let's eat ours."

Ouyang Qing took two steps forward to block the woman's sight, rubbed her belly, and became coquettish.

"Okay, okay, let's go to our Five Organs Temple first, Grandpa the village chief, I'm bothered!"

Xia Qingyi came back to her senses, greeted the old man, and immediately threw Chu Zexi, who was half angry, behind her.

By the time the woman had eaten and drunk enough to visit the sick and returned, it was late at night.

Pushing the door in, the woman turned around after lighting the candlestick, and was startled, only to see a man sitting in the house.

At this moment, he was glaring at her fiercely!

"You are sick, and you don't light the lamp, sit here and recite the scriptures? Almost scared the hell out of someone!? ”

The woman patted her chest while looking up and down at the man in front of her, and for some reason, she had a bad feeling in her heart!

The man's face was gloomy, and he didn't speak, but his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.

"Have you eaten, are you hungry, do you want to let the Zhang family's mother-in-law give you a bowl of noodles?"

Xia Qingyi was nervous in her heart, and she couldn't find a topic, so she could only try to divert her attention.

Scold!

The man sneered, a sneer on his face.

"Can the saint eat well at night? Fun? ”

The man's tone was full of sourness, but the woman only really asked her if the food was delicious, and replied as a matter of course.

"Well, it's good, the farmhouse dishes made by the village chief's wife have a unique flavor, and they really make me eat 。。。。。。."

A figure flashed like a ghost, and instantly forcibly embraced the woman into her arms,

In the next second, the woman's chattering mouth was blocked.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.