Zheng Xiu's eyes were round with anger, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the fire.

A dozen sturdy and swarthy peasants, who looked handsome and ferocious, stepped forward to stop them with their pitchforks and hoes.

Even if Zheng Xiu didn't use thaumaturgy, his physique was not covered, and he kicked the farmer who came up to block him with three punches and two feet, Zheng Xiu stepped on the fire and pulled up the pillar inserted in the fire.

"Murder! Killed! Killed! ”

Among the onlookers, a thin old woman pointed at Zheng Xiu, who was hurting people, and shouted.

Even with a pillar on his body, Zheng Xiu jumped out of the fire, walked to the side, and broke the thumb-thick hemp rope with a little force with both hands, the woman holding the swaddling clothes had wide eyes, stared at Zheng Xiu in horror, her legs kept kicking the ground, and she moved backwards with the swaddling clothes in her arms.

"Monk!"

Zheng Xiu stepped on the floor like a humanoid beast, holding the collar of a strong man in one hand, throwing them ten meters away, pulling the monk up, and being a little speechless: "If you save people, you will save people, why don't you use thaumaturgy, you have to put yourself in?" ”

The monk glanced at the frightened woman not far away, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "Didn't you say that Brother Zheng wanted to keep a low profile?" ”

As he spoke, a piercing nosebleed slowly trickled down the monk's nostrils.

Zheng Xiuyou was so angry that he was speechless, and could only give a thumbs up to Ruchen.

Ruchen still smiled, wiped the blood with his sleeve, touched his bald head and didn't speak.

After Zheng Xiu broke in, the god witch who was dancing had already stopped dancing, and a strange cry came out of his mouth.

"Be careful! It's a god and a witch. ”

The thaumaturgist who took the path of [Divine Witch] did not leave a good impression on Zheng Xiu.

As soon as Zheng Xiu saw the Divine Witch, he remembered the Immortal Gu Temple, when he thought of the Immortal Gu Temple, he remembered the beautiful Xiangu, and when he thought of the Meixian Gu, he thought of the half-human and half-insect monster. With a cold face, Zheng Xiu's body was like electricity, and he smashed it towards the thin god witch with a punch.

If you were a hedgehog here, you might start vomiting as soon as you roll your eyes.

The monk wiped away the nosebleed and ran to comfort the frightened woman.

The monk took out a tattered fan out of nowhere, shook his head and said in a vague voice: "This girl, is she injured?" ”

Zheng Xiu rolled his eyes.

The monk's "scholarly demons" bubbled.

"Be careful, monk."

Zheng Xiu took two steps back and looked at the Divine Witch vigilantly.

"What are you guys doing? Where are you from? Why stop us from purifying the dirt! ”

After the god tuned the witch mask, a young and immature voice came out, which made Zheng Xiu stunned suddenly.

The peasants who were beaten by Zheng Xiu with three punches and two feet got up again, and Zheng Xiu noticed that these strong men were ordinary people at first, so they didn't kill them. At this moment, after they experienced the power of the macho man, they didn't dare to step forward and formed a big circle.

Outside the circle, the old and weak women and children stood far away, bowing their heads and whispering.

"Where did these two come from? Look at the people who are not from the town. ”

"It's an out-of-towner!"

"Out-of-towners get out!"

"Get out!"

An old man didn't know who gave him the courage, so he scooped up a few crumpled vegetable leaves from the basket and threw them to the monk.

"Outsiders get out of Jingtang Town!"

Smack, a rotten egg smashed on the monk's head.

"Ouch!"

The monk's "scholar's demon" was scared away in an instant, and more and more rotten eggs, overnight steamed buns, and vegetable leaves were smashed all over the monk's head, aiming accurately. The monk chickens and dogs jumped to avoid all kinds of "hidden weapons", and finally hid behind Zheng Xiu in embarrassment.

Everyone stopped at once.

They dare to smash monks, not macho men.

What's going on?

Zheng Xiu felt that the atmosphere was strange, too weird.

Not to mention why the townspeople burned the women and children alive, the woman who had been rescued from the fire showed no gratitude, but sat on the ground, hugged the swaddling clothes in her arms, and looked at the two outsiders in horror.

"Stop, everybody!"

The Divine Witch raised his right hand and shouted at the others, "They're outside!" ”

As soon as the Divine Witch finished speaking, a flower appeared in front of him, and a thick palm took off his mask.

Under the mask, a young face was revealed, and his eyes were full of panic.

Zheng Xiu looked at the "Divine Witch" with a strange expression.

Beneath the mask is a small child. To be precise, it is a child who is only about twelve or thirteen years old, too weak and childish.

Zheng Xiu was silent and looked up at the others. After the Divine Witch revealed his true face, the townspeople were not surprised at all, and still looked at the two outsiders with an angry and fearful gaze.

"We seem to have done something superfluous."

Zheng Xiu threw the mask back to the boy.

At this moment, he was already convinced that the "Divine Witch" in front of him was not a strange magician who had peeked into the door, but simply a profession.

The two of them were chased by Ye Weiyang along the way, and they were too sensitive to thaumaturgists. Zheng Xiu smiled dumbly, there are thousands of people in the world, how can there be so many strange people who have glimpsed the doorway.

"Emerald Flower! Emerald Flowers! ”

In a strange atmosphere, a middle-aged man in simple clothes pushed through the crowd and stumbled over to the woman who was nearly killed in the fire.

"You're alive! You're alive! ”

The man burst into tears and was about to pick up the woman, when suddenly, the tightly wrapped swaddling swaddle let out a faint cry, and the man trembled with fright, sat down on the ground, and crawled backwards with his hands and feet like a plague.

"It's not dead yet! It's not dead yet! It's not dead yet! ”

The woman, who had been silent in the midst of all these changes, looked up at her frightened husband, and hugged the swaddling clothes tighter: "No one can burn my child!" No one can burn my child! ”

"Brother Zheng, who is tall and hard, don't you smash it, what are you doing smashing the little monk!"

"Aren't you bullying honest people!"

Ruchen returned to normal at the moment, scolding and scolding to pick off the vegetable leaves on his bald head and throw them at his feet, while scratching his head and wondering.

The monk and the macho man looked at each other.

"Two big brothers."

At this time, the young man who put on the mask again to cover his expression has been secretly observing the expressions of Ruchen and Zheng Xiu. After he saw that Zheng Xiu didn't look like a completely unreasonable person, he finally mustered up his courage and said cautiously, "Are you from outside?" ”

Zheng Xiu nodded.

The young man suddenly said: "My name is Xiaozhao, I am the sixteenth generation of 'Pure Witch' in Jingtang Town, and we are carrying out the 'Cleansing Ceremony', the boy knows that the two of us don't know the inside story, but this is our internal affairs in Jingtang, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere." ”

"Hmph," without waiting for Zheng Xiu to speak, the monk snorted coldly: "What kind of inside story does you have to burn a woman and child alive who are powerless?" However, Brother Zheng, you go to business first, and I'll handle it here. The road is uneven, and the little monk can't watch you burn the living. ”

Zheng Xiu, who had not spoken, suddenly asked, "How many times has it been the last time that you have this cleansing ceremony?" ”

Ruchen was stunned.

The macho man's words fell like a hammer to the ground, and in an instant, the whispers of others became silent.

The teenager took two steps back.

Ruchen only then understood: "Brother Zheng, what do you ......mean?"

Zheng Xiu nodded, acquiescing to the monk's acquiescence, and in the fearful eyes of everyone, Zheng Xiu strode towards the woman.

The woman was frightened and crept to herself, "Don't burn my child...... Don't burn my child...... Don't burn my child......"

Zheng Xiu squatted in front of the woman and smiled slightly: "Zheng has no malice, can I take a look at the child." ”

The woman looked up blankly and held the swaddling clothes at her side.

"You see, I saved your mother and son just now, since I can save you, I won't harm you, I just want to take a look and see why they set the fire."

Maybe it's because Zheng Xiu is handsome, or maybe it's because of the fact that the macho man rescued people is iron-clad. The woman finally let her guard down and carefully opened the swaddling clothes to reveal the child inside.

Ruchen's head leaned closer.

I saw that in the tightly wrapped swaddling clothes was a sallow-faced child, with delicate eyebrows and facial features, which were somewhat similar to the woman. At this moment, the child was curled up, his eyes closed, and his lips sobbing from time to time.

"Wow!"

At this time, the child screamed, and Zheng Xiu realized that when the child made a sound, it was not like an ordinary child who was "crying" because he was making trouble or being hungry, not so much crying, let alone "screaming" .......

Zheng Xiu looked at the child and noticed that there were patches of "birthmarks" on the child's face and neck that resembled mold, dark green in color, extending all the way to the body.

It's not so much a birthmark as something weird about the baby.

"Inspiration."

Zheng Xiuyin had a sense, so he shook the point and lost a point that was not big or small.

There is something wrong with that baby.

Zheng Xiu's eyes were blazing, and in his field of vision, the woman holding the baby in her arms was like holding a lump of filth like substance, and the viscous waxy filth slowly seeped out from the baby's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Zheng Xiu subconsciously looked at the sky, vigilant.

There are no ravens circling at this time.

Zheng Xiu was about to be pulled aside like dust: "We don't have to worry about this." ”

"Huh?"

Ruchen was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a little loss: "What Brother Zheng said is true," Ruchen quickly covered up the loss with a smile, paused, and said: "Brother Zheng, you quickly prepare supplies to go up the mountain, after all, it is still important to rescue Fengbei." ”

"No," Zheng Xiu shook his head: "Although I don't know the inside story, it's obviously Ye Weiyang's business." ”

Ruchen smiled dumbly and said in surprise: "You mean...... That night is not young? ”

Zheng Xiu nodded seriously: "Yes, that night Weiyang." ”

Zheng Xiu knew the meaning of Ruchen's words.

Ye Weiyang chased and killed them all the way, in order to be trapped in Fengbei in the picture scroll. In Ruchen's eyes, Ye Weiyang has become a "big villain" who harms the common people, which makes Ruchen despised. But it was Ye Weiyang, in the Daqian Dynasty, responsible for matters related to tricks.

Jingtang Jingwu Xiaozhao presided over the "Cleansing Ceremony", Zheng Xiu did not know the inside story. But what he saw under his spiritual vision could not be faked, and there was something wrong with this baby.

Ruchen looked at Zheng Xiu's eyes with an extremely serious gaze, and said word by word: "Brother Zheng, if the benefactor of Fengbei is here, will she interfere in this matter." ”

Ruchen's question made Zheng Xiu suddenly think of Xiao Fengbei, who had encountered a change in his family, and the eyes that appeared under his unkempt face twenty years ago.

"Yes." Zheng Xiu grabbed his hair hard, first whispered, and then said again as if he was a little bored: "Yes." ”

After speaking, Zheng Xiu sighed: "So I have always disliked my conscience, and I always delay things!" ”

Ruchen was stunned at first when he heard this, but he didn't understand. But after pondering it thoroughly, Ruchen happily raised his hands: "Brother Zheng is righteous!" ”

"Your sister."

"The little monk doesn't have a sister, if the little monk really has it after he finds his own self, the little monk hopes that Ling Mei can get acquainted with Brother Zheng and see Brother Zheng's demeanor."

“……”

She's leaving this out of nowhere, isn't it?

As Zheng Xiu checked on the baby, the flames on the fire were gradually burning out. They are still here to say that they want to "meddle", and the masses dare not be angry, because of the bravery of the macho man, not only did they move in turmoil, but they were in a stalemate for a while.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the crowd, and an old man on crutches, trotting all the way panting all the way to push through the crowd and squeeze in, hurriedly said to the overwhelmed Jingwu Xiaozhao: "Lord Jingwu, the fifteenth generation, the fifteenth generation is back!" ”

Jingwu Xiaozhao was stunned when he heard this: "Grandpa is back?" ”

"Yes! If you don't go back sooner or later, you're back at this time! The old man smoothed his breath with his hand on his chest: "The fifteenth generation learned about this and said that he wanted to meet the two foreign guests!" ”

"Grandpa wants to see them?" Xiao Zhao's tone suddenly became nervous: "Grandpa thinks Xiao Zhao didn't do anything well?" ”

"That's not it, since the two guests are going to interfere in the cleansing ceremony of Jingtang, if you don't explain it clearly, this cleansing ceremony will be difficult to continue, and in the end it will only increase sadness." The old man reassured.

Zheng Xiu got up, after learning that this incident might be related to the "trick case", Zheng Xiu has been vigilant around, worried that what happened here will attract Ye Weiyang. But this place is located on the border of the southwest border of Daqian, not to mention the night and the garrison, and there is not even a county master.

It is said that it is a town, but in fact, it is a settlement of local people, and the two-person high earthen wall Zheng Xiu can easily dismantle it with his bare hands, which is far from the word "city".

So Zheng Xiu, who was vigilant, took the conversation between the two into his ears, and he took the initiative to walk up to the child known as the "Sixteenth Generation Pure Witch", and said calmly: "Since you can't speak, take me to see your grandfather, I want to know what is going on." To be honest, Zheng didn't want to interfere with the customs, but if Zheng wanted to watch you burn innocent people again, it would be difficult for Zheng to do it. ”

The sixteenth generation of Jingwu gritted his teeth, and reluctantly, in the end, he still agreed to take them to see the fifteenth generation of Jingwu, that is, the grandfather that Xiaozhao said.

The crowd dispersed and split into a path.

Everyone looked at Zheng Xiu and Ruchen with complicated expressions and followed Xiao Zhao away.

Before leaving, Zheng Xiu glanced back and found that all the people were looking at the woman and the baby in her arms with fear on their faces, hiding far away. The vivid faces made Zheng Xiu quickly think of a son-in-law who plucked up the courage to confess that he had Hua Liu in the land of fireworks, and everyone, including men and women, had a complex expression of fear and hatred.

Although this metaphor is rough, Zheng Xiu does think so.

Zheng Xiu actually wondered what strange things were going on in this border town.

Ruchen walked in front, Zheng Xiu was vigilant in the back, he made up his mind, once he found the raven, he would quickly rub the big move to extinguish it, and then he couldn't take care of the shocking world.

The group came to a house that was almost deserted.

The yard was overgrown with dead grass and fallen leaves, and there was a stone table in the yard covered with dust, apparently no one had lived in it for a long time.

Xiao Zhao patted his head, took a few quick steps and stepped forward to unlock the door - he seemed to keep the key on his body all the time. Xiao Zhao asked them to wait outside the courtyard and entered the house. After a while, Xiao Zhao let Zheng Xiu and Ruchen walk into the courtyard.

I saw Xiao Zhao trembling and a rickety old man who was over old and had gray hair and beard, and walked out of the house.

There was an unpleasant musty smell wafting in the air, and the old man was holding a thread-bound ancient book in his hand, the handwriting on the ancient book had long been yellowed and faded, and he could only barely see it, I don't know how many years ago it was an antique.

"The two little brothers are chivalrous, and the old man understands." The old man sighed: "We have lived in this small place for ten years and a hundred years, and we have our own rules and customs, if we don't have to, we don't want to burn people alive." You can understand the inside story by looking at this ancient book. ”

The old man almost didn't talk nonsense, let alone introduce himself, and handed over the answer that Zheng Xiu wanted to Zheng Xiu at the beginning.

This process went so smoothly that Zheng Xiu was even more curious about what the inside story of this "Burning People Festival" was, so he sat on the stone table in the courtyard and flipped through the ancient books.

The handwriting on the cover of the ancient book has long faded with the years, and Zheng Xiu can only distinguish the second "闇" character and the fourth "record" character among the four characters.

The old man stepped forward and turned one of the pages for Zheng Xiu.

The cover is shabby, and the content recorded in it is barely complete.

This page records a bug called "cotton molting".

Cotton molt has another name, called "centennial insect".

This book is at least two hundred years old, and the font on it is significantly different from the popular Daqian common script today, Zheng Xiu recognized it word by word, and suddenly, when he saw one of the lines, Zheng Xiu's fingers that slid on the page suddenly paused, and muttered:

"It's a ...... Worms from Changyan? ”

(End of chapter)