Song Ciwan stopped at a secluded corner and looked at the family in front of him.

Why did it stop not far from this house?

Because in front of the door of this house, there happened to be a person kneeling at this time.

This person is Aunt Zhou, she holds three sticks of incense in her hand, bows to the sky, and looks so pious that it makes people a little frightened.

I saw that her hair was gray, her body was extremely thin, and in the dark night, her eyes were as bright as if two open flames had been burned.

She saluted once and kowtowed once, and every time she kowtowed, there would be a crisp sound, and her forehead was already blurred with flesh and blood, but she didn't care at all, she just kept chanting: "Great mercy and great compassion, universal bodhisattva, grandfather of the emperor, lord of the land, lord of the city god, immortals from all walks of life...... Please, save my daughter! ”

"She's only fifteen years old, she's so young, she's followed me to this world, and she hasn't enjoyed any happiness, she can't just be gone!"

"If there really should be such a catastrophe in her life, let the people take her place! She is a good child, but also a bitter child, I didn't raise her well, God, punish me if you want to punish her! ”

"The believing woman is willing to cut off her body and give all her ...... Please, please, which god will save my daughter......"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

She kept kowtowing as she begged. The small piece of ground in front of her was already stained dark red with her blood, and when the night wind blew, her body was still shivering, and she didn't know if it was frozen, hungry, wounded, or painful?

Song Ciwan, who was not far away, could feel that her breath was already very weak.

It's like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time!

However, even though she was already skinny and unbearable, she miraculously stiffened up.

It's a pity that even so, no one from the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas has ever looked down at her.

This piece of heaven and earth will recognize the talent of people like Wang Yi, but it will not bring spiritual light to ordinary women in the mud.

What is the right way of heaven and earth?

Can those legendary immortal Buddhas hear the prayers of the little mortals at this moment?

Song Ciwan thought to himself, but he was afraid that he couldn't.

There are too many sufferings in the world, and the gods can't take care of them, so in the end, "people" still have to rely on themselves.

No one can be responsible for other people's lives, but she can send charcoal in the snow and light a lamp in the dark room.

A gust of night wind swept by, and Aunt Zhou, who was kneeling and kowtowing again, suddenly felt something, she suddenly raised her head, and saw a dark shadow in front of her flickering like a wave of smoke.

What is it?

Is it a human, a ghost, a god, a fairy?

Aunt Zhou almost exclaimed, she opened her mouth wide, and an "ah" word was blocked in her throat.

The shadow swept around her, and a small porcelain vase fell into her hand.

At the same time, there was a cold voice that was indistinguishable between male and female sounded in her ears: "I am even the Qingfeng Divine Envoy under the Throne of the Unknown Divine Venerable, reciting the suffering, and I hereby give an elixir to relieve the wounds and illnesses in the world......"

A passage of words was ethereal, lingering in Aunt Zhou's ears, and then suddenly disappeared.

Aunt Zhou didn't have time to shout more, and the black shadow had already drifted away with the wind and disappeared in an instant.

Aunt Zhou's lips trembled with excitement, and she finally screamed "ah" at this moment.

It was this sound that alarmed the people in the room behind her.

The door was carefully opened, and a young head poked out.

This person is Mrs. Zhou's daughter-in-law Tang, Mrs. Zhou kowtows outside the door and prays, and Tang takes her youngest son to sleep in the house with her husband, but she is not asleep.

How can you sleep? Such a big thing happened to the family.

Aunt Zhou was crying and begging outside, one after another, and the people were upset.

Therefore, Tang, who had been listening carefully to the movement outside the door, rolled his eyes at this time, and his eyes fell on Aunt Zhou's hand.

In his hand he held a thin white porcelain vase, which seemed to show an unusual charm in the dim starlight of the winter night.

Tang knew that this porcelain vase was by no means his own original thing.

She couldn't help but ask, "Mother! What do you have in your hands? Where did the fight come from? ”

Aunt Zhou subconsciously hid the porcelain bottle in her hand, and Tang Shi seemed to have only seen a fishy cat, and rushed forward with quick movements.

She pounced too fast, Aunt Zhou's body was weak, and her legs and feet were inconvenient, so she couldn't dodge.

She was anxious, and hurriedly bowed her body into a shrimp-like shape, protected the porcelain vase in her arms, and shouted: "Tang, are you crazy?" Do you want to make a disturbance and then attract people to bully us? ”

Mrs. Zhou's action was a meal, and Mrs. Zhou took the opportunity to push the porcelain bottle stopper away with her thumb, and when it collapsed, the small wooden stopper flew to the side.

Tang subconsciously looked over, and Aunt Zhou hurriedly pushed her away, and then as soon as she raised her head, she poured a small amount of liquid from the porcelain bottle into her mouth.

This liquid carried a slight amount of blood, and as soon as it entered the abdomen, it ignited a warm current, which rushed straight to the limbs of Zhou Damiang. In particular, the place on her leg that was originally bitten by a rat was taken care of by Warm Current.

However, between breaths, the originally tired and weak Aunt Zhou seemed to be injected with elixir and jade liquid, she instantly stood up straight, looked at her hands, and moved her legs, with surprise and shock on her face.

Tang Shi, who was standing opposite her, was also shocked, and Tang's eyes widened and said, "Mother, what did you eat just now?" ”

Aunt Zhou was frightened and said in a trance: "It's the elixir given by the gods......"

She said the last three words very softly, but Tang still heard them.

She changed her face instantly, and suddenly said: "Elixir? What kind of elixir can cure any disease? “

Then she was furious: "Mother, the elixir given by the gods, you drank it all in one gulp?" God, how can anyone do this to be a grandmother, Da Lang is still injured and can't get up in bed! Bao'er was also scared and sick, but the gods gave the elixir, but you drank it all in one gulp......"

Seeing that she was about to cry as soon as she slapped her thigh, she didn't know what would happen in the middle of the night. Aunt Zhou in a trance woke up at this moment, and all kinds of thoughts passed through her heart, and sometimes it really only takes a moment to make a decision.

Aunt Zhou's eyes were deep, but her tone was very calm: "Li Niang, you are right, I am a mother, and you are also a mother." There's nothing wrong with you being a mother who feels sorry for your child and worries about your husband. ”

She said: "But I'm also worried about my child, Da Lang still has you to take care of, and Bao'er also has you and Da Lang to take care of, but my Yin Niang, only I will take care of her." ”

Saying that, he asked Tang: "If the elixir is given to Da Lang, will you allow him to go out to find his sister?" ”

Tang Shi suddenly dodged, and Aunt Zhou smiled: "Look, you don't allow it." In fact, I can't bear it, it's too difficult, it's too difficult, and I'm not willing to suffer like this for my sister. Then it's just me going, only I'm getting better, I'm going to find the child......"

"Li Niang, I know you're not bad, you used to be careful, and you were all poor. You are also for Da Lang and Bao'er. I don't blame you, I just beg you not to blame me......"

Aunt Zhou, who stood up straight, turned her head and looked at the dilapidated house next to her.

There was no light in the dilapidated house, it was dark, but there was a faint figure that seemed to be reflected in front of the window. His gaze looked at his mother in the dark night through the torn window paper.

It seems to be very close, and it seems to be extremely far away.

Aunt Zhou said: "Liniang, I'm leaving." Whether I can find your sister or not on this trip, I will not come back, and you will only be an old woman who has died early. ”

After saying that, she turned around and left.

In the dark night, her pace was extremely fast, and Tang Liniang, who was standing at the door, opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't say anything.

Aunt Zhou disappeared into the darkness quickly, she didn't know where she was going, but the hazy whimpering sound in the back room in a trance made her pace even faster.

No matter where you go, you always have to go.

No one noticed that there was a breeze behind her in the cold night.

[Human desire, love, worry, fear, six catties and nine taels, can be sold. 】

The scales floated in the void of time and space, and a cloud of green jade-colored qi lay on the weighing pan.

This is from Aunt Zhou's seven emotions and six desires, six catties and nine taels!

And that's not all, Aunt Zhou's emotions were surging fiercely, and the scales collected qi from her twice in succession.

The second time: [Human desire, joy, sorrow, fear, love and parting, three catties and eight taels, can be sold. 】

Song Ciwan This is a gift of roses, and there is a lingering fragrance in the hand.

Her harvest was far more valuable than the small bottle of so-called "elixir" she gave away.

And that small bottle of "elixir" was actually obtained by Song Ciwan using mountain spring water to dissolve some powder of the blood spirit pill.

The Blood Spirit Pill has a strong medicinal power, and it is a healing pill that can only be used by cultivators above the late stage of Qi transformation. If mortals use it directly, it is very likely to cause a void that cannot be replenished and die violently.

Song Ciwan scraped out some powder and dissolved and diluted it, which was the best elixir for Aunt Zhou.

As for her pretending to be a breeze emissary, she didn't mean anything else. I just feel that the "Nameless God" as a god, if you have to do everything yourself, it will inevitably seem too unscrupulous, so I simply fabricated a breeze god.

Today she is a clear wind divine envoy, and another day she may be able to become a white wind divine envoy, a black wind divine envoy...... I've learned all the fetal transformation, are you still afraid that there will be no end to the gods?

It's a pity that although the divine envoys are endless, Song Ciwan's own ability is limited.

She can give the elixir to help Aunt Zhou stand up, but she can't help her find her daughter and solve her misery from the root.

Who knows where the rat demon took Aunt Zhou's daughter? Is she still alive at the moment?

There is only her mother in this world, who will be so unrelenting and obsessed with her.

Song Ciwan blended into the shadow of the night wind, followed behind Aunt Zhou, took the rat moss and grinded it into dark green water, and sprayed it all around her with the wind.

Aunt Zhou went farther and farther, and Song Ciwan followed for a while, and finally took out the paper soul puppet from the psychic-level rat demon.

Before the puppet is transformed, it looks like an ordinary paper cut with a dark color. Song Ciwan flicked his fingers, and the gray paper-cut was lightly stained on Aunt Zhou's back.

The "Qingfeng Divine Envoy" has limited abilities and can't do much, just talking about using this paper person to protect her.

In this world, there are still people who love so purely.