Murong Canghai glanced at Rong Fei in surprise, that day in the Bliss Garden, Rong Fei said that there is no distinction between high and low, only the scene when he should be saved and should not be saved is still vivid, why is he so indifferent to the boy in front of him.

However, although he was puzzled in his heart, he did not hesitate in his hand, and probed the temperature of the boy's forehead and said after thinking for a while.

"He is too young and his body is weak, and taking the elixir rashly will kill him, so it is better to send some spiritual power into his body to see how the effect is."

"Big brother just look at it."

Rong Fei didn't care about the answer.

The boy glared at Rong Fei resentfully, his mouth moved a few times but he didn't make a sound, and he didn't know if it was due to resignation or fear in his heart.

Murong Canghai and Bai Zi, who were born in these Four Peerless Holy Lands, did not value the lives of ordinary people, but firstly, the boy was indeed too young, and secondly, the encounter was too miserable, so he was more or less moved by some compassion, so he was also cautious when he crossed into the spiritual power, for fear that a careless mistake would kill the boy.

After a while, Murong Canghai reached out again and probed the boy's forehead and said with relief.

"The fever has subsided, as long as you rest and eat more, you can be cured in a few days."

Channeling spiritual power can only help the boy reduce his fever, but it cannot compensate for the weakness caused by illness.

"Thank you, big brother."

The boy's spirit was much better, and he saluted respectfully towards Murong Canghai.

"The kid is quite clever!"

Bai Zizi leaned over and rubbed the boy's hair indiscriminately and quipped.

"Now that the disease has been cured, it's time to get down to business. Name, age, and how does it relate to the ghoul? ”

Rong Fei dragged the boy in front of him and asked in a serious tone with a straight face.

"Hey, he's still a kid, don't scare him."

Bai Zizi said to Rong Fei dissatisfied.

"Officials handle cases, and irrelevant people retreat."

Rong Fei stared at Bai Zizi sternly and scolded.

"Not like you madman."

Bai Zizi pursed his lips and pulled Murong Canghai aside.

Seeing that the relatively friendly two couldn't help themselves, the boy could only answer Rong Fei's question honestly.

"My name is Cui Yin, I'm twelve years old, that... That..."

The boy stretched out his hand to the ghouls, but his gaze flashed to the side, and he hesitated for a moment before replying.

"She's Aunt Zheng, and she's a widow."

"Widow? Then why did you call her mother just now? ”

"Because I... I'm scared. ”

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid she'll eat me. This was already the case when Aunt Zheng rescued me from under the collapsed house that day. I remembered that Aunt Zheng used to have a son named Zheng Bao, but he was sick and died, so he pretended to be Zheng Bao, and then Aunt Zheng really didn't eat me. ”

Cui Yin lowered his head and replied, half happy and half guilty.

"Look, I'll just say this kid is clever. If it weren't for the fact that I had just checked his roots and bones, and I didn't have the talent to practice at all, I would have wanted to accept this kid as a disciple. ”

Bai Zizai whispered to Murong Canghai.

Rong Fei glared at Bai Zizi, then turned his head and continued to ask.

"Why is the village like this?"

"Probably... A month ago, a group of officers and soldiers stormed the village, burned, killed, looted, and became like this. ”

"All dead? Just live you one? ”

"Hmm. My house collapsed and crushed me underneath, just in time to escape the killing of the officers and soldiers. My father, my mother, and my sister were all killed by officers and soldiers. ”

Thinking of the sad thing, Cui Yin's eyes began to reddened again, but he didn't cry out.

Bai Zizai couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

"I have long heard that the officials of Linzhou are not as good as bandits. After a hundred years of banditry, the rules of predetermined common names have long been formed between the mountain bandits and the common people. As long as each village and township regularly offers offerings to the bandits, the bandits will be responsible for their safety. On the contrary, the officers and men did not have so many scruples, and they came out every once in a while to burn, kill, loot, and sacrifice their teeth, and then they only had to blame the mountain bandits for the crime, and they had no worries. ”

"That's right."

Rong Fei pinched his chin and muttered, then stood up and patted the raindrops on his body.

"It's late, go back early and rest, you have to get up early tomorrow and hurry."

With that, he walked in the direction he had come.

"What about this kid?"

Bai Zizi asked, pointing at Cui Yin, and then pointing at the ghouls.

"And this thing."

"Dust to dust, dust to dust. Burn it. ”

Rong Fei didn't wave his head.

But he didn't tell Cui Yin what to do.

"The village has become a ghost, and there are no living people. Take it with you first, and then find a way to settle it when you get to a nearby city. ”

Murong Canghai proposed.

"That's all there is to it."

Bai Zizi nodded, and then with a casual finger, the flying sword pierced the ghoul's head.

Murong Canghai raised his hand and was about to throw out a fire talisman to burn the ghoul, but Cui Yin pulled the corner of his clothes and begged.

"Aunt Zheng is kind to me, please ask Brother Dao Chang to leave her a whole corpse."

Anyway, the remnant soul in the ghoul's body had been shattered by Bai Zizi's flying sword, and there was no possibility of doing evil again, so Murong Canghai did not insist and put away the fire talisman.

"Thank you, Brother Dao, thank you... Brother Sword Immortal, Cui Yin has kowtowed to you. ”

Cui Yin knelt on the ground and knocked his head three times, then went to find a broken tile of the right size and went to dig next to the ghoul.

"Why bother."

Bai Zizi controlled the flying sword, dug a deep pit in the mud in a few breaths, and then helped Cui Yin put together and bury the widow's body and limbs in the grave.

"Aunt Zheng, although I lied to you, I also have a hard time. I hope you have a lot of them, and don't blame me. In the future, I will burn more paper money ingots to honor you during the New Year's holidays. ”

Cui Yin knelt in front of the shabby grave bag without a tombstone, kowtowed a few times, muttered a few words, and then stood up and left with Murong Canghai and Bai Zizai.

returned to the dilapidated house where he rested, but he did not see Rong Fei.

Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi didn't care, they took out the food and roasted it on the bonfire and handed it to Cui Yin.

The two who had just killed the ghouls were smoked and had no appetite.

After eating and drinking, Cui Yin lay down by the campfire and fell asleep.

After a short time, Rong Fei Shi Shiran came back.

"What did you do?"

Bai Zizi asked.

Rong Fei smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

Murong Canghai snorted and frowned, noticing that Rong Fei's sleeves were stained with a little mud.

At dawn the next day, the four of them left the deserted village.

The sky is overcast, and the autumn rain has no intention of stopping. Cui Yin in the autumn rain turned back three times step by step, looking at the gradually blurred outline of the village, and his mood was a little depressed.

An autumn breeze blew, and the chill grew thicker.

The autumn wind and autumn rain are sad!

After walking for a long time in the light rain, he bumped into two groups of horse bandits with more than 10 people each.

Although there were only three people and one small and four people here, the horse bandits seemed to sense the danger and did not approach, and rode away after a short distance.

Glancing back at the direction where the horse bandits had left, Rong Fei smiled slightly.

"I'm afraid we've been targeted."