"Fire Burning Plague God!! Burning the Plague God!! Burning the Plague God!! ”

In the bustling noise, a loud slogan came into Lin Mianmian's ears.

"The war has started again?"

She woke up suddenly, opened her cold eyes in an instant, and jumped up, only to find herself in a strange small farmhouse.

She looked herself up and down, as if she were a stranger!

No way?

Did she cross over?

She is a female military doctor with super medical skills in the 23rd century, just a few seconds ago she was still traveling with the army, but now she has inexplicably crossed over to such a village girl!

"Fire Burning Plague God!! Burning the Plague God!! ”

The sound outside became louder, Lin Mianmian frowned, what is the situation now?

She followed her out and saw a group of people running in one direction with torches.

"Where are you going?" Lin Mianmian dragged a passing aunt.

"Ah, Lord Muraba, it's you!" The eldest aunt trembled with fright, "You, you let me go!" I have the old and the young, and I don't have the money to pay tribute to you! ”

"Village tyrant?" Lin Mianmian frowned and muttered, "It seems that the original owner is quite majestic here......"

As soon as the words fell, the memories of the original owner flooded into her mind.

It turned out that the Xinghua Village she traveled to had an unprecedented plague outbreak in recent years, and the population of the village had shrunk by one-third.

A few days ago, there was a god who chattered with a god and said that it was because the plague god came to their village that there was a plague.

The villagers quickly zeroed in on one man, who had wandered here three years ago, nameless, and stupid, and everyone called him Leng Feibai.

How can a stupid person have such an elegant name?

It turned out that it was given to him by an old scholar passing by.

Leng Feibai means snow, because when Leng Feibai came to Xinghua Village, the sky was snowing, and his white hair was like the vast white snow, hence the name.

Leng Feibai stayed in Xinghua Village and lived in the abandoned mountain temple on weekdays. Because he was born handsome, he occasionally fed some food to the little girl and the eldest sister, and he could hunt himself, so he barely survived.

However, I didn't expect that today he was identified as a mourning star who caused the plague!

Angry villagers tied him up and prepared to burn him at the entrance of the village to drive away the catastrophe!

Hearing this, Lin Mianmian hurriedly followed the crowd to the entrance of the village.

I saw a white-haired man tied tightly to the stone pillar used for sacrifice at the entrance of the village, and his feet were full of flammable firewood.

His messy white hair fluttered wantonly with the night wind, scattered in the night. Under Ying Ting's cold eyebrows, there are a pair of eyes with coolness, and the pupils are as deep as obsidian. The bridge of the nose was towering, and it was clearly distinguishable from the darkness behind him. Qingxi's jawline seems to have been carefully carved out with a sharp blade, with a natural beauty.

With such a face, it is no wonder that the villagers identify him as a plague god.

"Burn him to death, and the village will be at peace!"

I don't know who shouted, but the villagers holding torches responded instantly, and the crowd was furious for a while.

Seeing that the encirclement of the villagers was getting closer and closer, and the torches were already about to light the firewood under Leng Feibai's feet, Lin Mianmian's heart tightened, and she couldn't stand by anymore.

"Stop !!"

A penetrating voice came, and all the villagers couldn't help but pause.

Not far away was a woman in red, her hair scattered wantonly in the night, adding a touch of messiness to the whole person. And her facial features are delicate and almost perfect, her small slap face looks bewitching and beautiful, and a pair of sharp phoenix eyes seem to be burning with scorching flames.

Her beauty is harsh, dazzling, like a flame burning in winter.

All eyes were on her, and as she walked over with a blank face, the villagers panicked and moved out of the way.

"Lin Mianmian is here!"

"Ah, that village bully of the Lin family is here!"

"Shhh

Lin Mianmian, in the name of the village tyrant, easily walked to the front, blocked in front of Leng Feibai, and confronted the villagers.

"Lord Muraba, are you going to burn this plague god to death yourself?" The leader asked.

"Burned?" Lin Mianmian's eyes were like torches, "No one can touch him!" ”

Everyone was amazed.

"Don't you think you're foolish to burn a person alive on the basis of a superstitious saying?" Lin Mianmian said righteously, "Obviously, he is a living person, not a plague god, but a human!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Several people chimed in, "Lord Muraba, you are extremely right! ”

Lin Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, and said that these villagers were quite easy to educate, so he asked step by step, "Then what should you do now?" ”

The crowd paused, and then the voices of all the villagers erupted.

"Burn him!! Burn him!! Burn him!!! ”

The voices of the villagers were loud and excited, and a few of them had even rushed to the front, and the torches were approaching Leng Feibai.

Lin Mianmian felt the green tendons floating on her forehead, she clenched her fists, and the strength continued to pour into her limbs.

The next second, her body reacted on its own, and she jerked her leg up, kicking one of the torches straight away.

The burning flames swirled and scattered in all directions as the villagers screamed.

"Stop it all!" Lin Mianmian shouted, "I see who dares to come forward again!" ”

The depths of her pupils are like fire, like a torch, as if they are about to burn this whole long winter!

The sparks splashed and fell, and because of the obscenity of the village tyrant, all the villagers did not dare to move.

"You say he's a plague god, what proof do you have?" Lin Mianmian asked.

The villagers looked at each other, and soon there was humanity:

"Since Leng Feibai came to our village, a plague has begun to break out in our village, if he is not a plague god, why is it such a coincidence?"

"I think the scale of Xinghua Village is not small, is he the only one who came to your village three years ago?"

Lin Mianmian closed her eyes, found the names of several people in her memory, and pointed to a woman nearby and asked, "If I remember correctly, you are not a native of the country, when did you come to Xinghua Village?" ”

"Hui, Hui Muraba-sama's words......" The woman's forehead was dripping sweat, "About three years ago, I married here......"

"See?" Lin Mianmian smiled, "If you identify the plague god based on this alone, then let's find out the household registration record book of our village and see how many people are foreigners, they are all plague gods!" ”

"But what about his gray hair?" Some people were not convinced, "Where can a normal person have this gray hair?" ”

"What about gray hair!" Lin Mianmian pointed to the few old people in the crowd, "He, he, he, aren't they all white haired!" ”

"They're all old men......"

"Are you discriminating against old comrades?"

"The people you are talking about have names and surnames!" There were still people in the crowd who were not convinced, "There is only Leng Feibai, this idiot, he has no roots and no sprouts, and he doesn't know what the origin is, so he is very suspicious!" ”

"Who said he came from an unknown source?" Lin Mianmian narrowed her eyes and quickly made up an excuse, "I'...... I took a closer look today, and I realized that he was my second uncle who had been lost for many years! ”

The villagers were all stunned.

"My second uncle ran away from home since he was a child, and he wandered outside for many years, and today we finally met each other." Lin Mianmian turned around and looked at Leng Feibai, "Second uncle, the younger generation is not filial, and you have suffered outside for so many years!" ”

Saying that, Lin Mianmian was about to hug Leng Feibai.

Leng Feibai bared his teeth at her like a beast, and his white hair was all blown into the night wind, revealing a pair of sharp phoenix eyes.

His gaze was full of coldness, as sharp as the edge of ice under a thousand-year-old ice.

Lin Mianmian was stabbed by his gaze, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

And in the next second, Leng Feibai bit down on Lin Mianmian's finger that was approaching.