Chapter 8: The Evil Obstacle is Punished
[Please complete the current daily quest - do not get heart's blood.] Complete quests to get daily rewards]
The voice of the system resounded in Qin Manjing's mind.
At the same time, the Taoist priest was also opening his mouth to accuse Qin Manjing, "Don't you want your closest siblings to join the family of good people in the future?" It's so selfish. ”
The Taoist priest frowned, looking unimaginable.
"Yes."
"But I want to be alive more." Qin Manjing replied as a matter of course.
The Taoist priest sneered and let go of the hilt. He walked back to the altar with his hands behind his back.
"If a person of your destiny should not have lived in this world a long time ago."
"What's more, whether you live or not, it's not up to you to decide now."
He said to the grandmothers who were standing by, "Hold her hand, and I'll come and get the blood again." ”
Two sturdy grandmothers walked behind Qin Manjing, cut her arms behind her back, and pressed them hard.
Qin Manjing was already short of food and clothing, and she looked skinny. How can she compare to two strong mothers.
"You say I killed my own siblings? What evidence do you have? Qin Manjing hurriedly asked him, wanting to delay for a while and then find a chance to escape.
The Taoist priest stroked his white beard with one hand and smiled, "You must be very clear about the matter of fate. ”
Qin Manjing really knew her fate. But obviously she has never been close to Aunt Qiu, why did she suddenly say that she killed Aunt Qiu's newborn child.
"Why do you say that it was because of my fate that Aunt Qiu gave birth to a stillborn?"
"If Aunt Qiu eats the wrong thing by herself or because of her body, it may also cause problems with the child."
"If there are so many reasons, why do you think it's me?"
It's not necessarily her reason, but everyone will blame her for the first time.
The long man stood at the vent, his clothes flying. At this point, he also seemed to be choked by this question.
"Anyway, your propositional question is true." He was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses.
"Just in case, use your heart's blood to eliminate cause and effect for your own brother and reincarnate in a supernatural way. You don't want to? ”
Qin Manjing is really unwilling, no one will be willing.
"Just in case, it's not because of me." Qin Manjing's face was indifferent. She thought of the other children in the house who were born safely, and she felt a lot more confident in her heart.
Suddenly, the courtyard door was vigorously pushed open from the outside, and there was a loud collision between the door panel and the wall.
"Slut, dare to quibble......"
A slender woman suddenly burst in from outside the door. The woman was dressed in plain brocade, her hair was loose, and she did not have any headdress.
Her face was very pale, with thin lips without a trace of blood, as if she was going to fall into this cold wind in the next second.
"Smack......
Qin Manjing's cheeks were twitched fiercely, and her sharp nails cut through the skin, bringing blood marks.
Her head was tilted, and it took her half a moment to turn back. Qin Manjing raised her eyes and looked at her intently.
The face of the man in front of him was extremely distorted.
Although there are many people who hate her, the only one who hates her so much is Aunt Qiu, who just died of her child.
Her cheeks were still scorching and aching, but the corners of Qin Manjing's lips were slightly hooked, didn't she come well?
It just interrupted the ritual of taking blood.
"You give back my child's life." Aunt Qiu looked like crazy, tearing her hair and scratching her skin hysterically.
Qin Manjing's jaw was cut through a big hole, blood gushed out, and the collar was covered with blood.
The grandmother behind her was still ordered to press her, and no one stopped it.
Aunt Qiu vented all her hatred for the loss of her child on Qin Manjing. After a while, she was so tired that she stopped to rest.
has just experienced life and death, and Aunt Qiu's body is currently in a weak state. It's just that the outright hatred made her explode with great power in a short period of time.
Qin Manjing closed her eyes, trying not to hurt her.
It wasn't until the person in front of her stopped beating her that she opened her eyes a little.
Aunt Qiu gasped for breath, her tattered body couldn't support her hysterical outburst at all.
"Not me." Qin Manjing looked at her fixedly and said word by word.
Her face and neck were bruised and bloodied, and she couldn't find a good piece of land.
Aunt Qiu looked at her with a glimmer in her eyes, and her tone was still so calm, she was stunned by surprise.
When she was beaten, she didn't seem to shout.
But Aunt Qiu thought about it, Qin Manjing was the culprit who killed her child, and she naturally had no right to cry.
Everything is what she deserves, she deserves it, and she owes her child a life.
Thinking about it like this, hatred overturned her reason again.
Aunt Qiu saw a dagger fall from the ground, and the blade was covered with blood. But she didn't hesitate, and the unwillingness, pain, and outright hatred in her heart urgently needed to find an outlet
She held the knife in both hands and directly pierced Qin Manjing's heart. The blade of the knife broke through the flesh, and a bright red stained the back of her hand.
Only then did Aunt Qiu realize that she had killed someone, and she panicked for a while.
But she quickly pushed back again, "It's you, it's you who killed my child." Now one report after another, one life for another. ”
Qin Manjing quickly turned away when she raised her knife to stab, and the knife was not aimed at her heart.
Fortunately, Aunt Qiu had already spent a lot of strength when she hit someone just now, and the blade of the knife was not very deep.
It's just that it still hurts, and Qin Manjing couldn't help but snort. But she still wanted to finish what she had said.
"If I really want to kill my unborn child, how did my younger siblings get born?"
When she said this, cold sweat oozed from the corners of Qin Manjing's forehead, and her tone carried a trace of pain, "Could it be that I only treat your child?" ”
Qin Manjing continued to analyze it in her mind, thinking of the selfish methods of the back house, and thinking about it again in her heart. But this was not for the rest of the people present to hear.
She pretended to lose her strength, her upper body fell forward, and her head hung down. Blood flowed down the blade of the knife from the chest.
She attached herself to Aunt Qiu's ear, and her lips opened and closed gently.
"It won't do me any good to kill your child. But the huge Qin State Mansion, who wants your child to die more, you should know better than me. ”
Hearing this, Aunt Qiu's face changed, and her lips trembled. She held out a hand and pointed at her, and after a moment it was lowered again.
As if after some thought, she hurried out the door.
The Taoist priest stood aside and watched a big show, and it wasn't until Aunt Qiu left that he decided to start over.
He looked at Qin Manjing, who had passed out, and thought that Aunt Qiu was stabbed in her heart.
So he waved his sleeve and put his hand behind his back. He said to the grandmother, "Go and get a bowl of her heart's blood." ”
A grandmother behind Qin Manjing picked up the empty bowl on the altar and brought it to Qin Manjing's chest.
"Tick ...... Drip ......"
Bright red blood pooled on the lower edge of the blade. It is not until it can no longer be supported that the blood will drip and splash into the bottom of the bowl.
After a while, Qin Manjing felt as if her blood was about to drain, and her body became colder and colder.
Sometimes she was so worried about dying here like this.
Even if you are unwilling, if you die, you will have nothing. After she died, no one knew her heart and helped her wash away her shame.
In the same way, you can't start over and experience a smooth life.
She couldn't die like this, Qin Manjing cheered up.
"Daoist Xue, a bowl of blood has been picked up." The lady who was serving the bowl handed him what was in her hand.
Xue Daochang stroked his long eyebrows, and after taking the thing, he picked up the peachwood sword. The tip of the sword picked up a few pieces of yellow paper and soaked them in blood.
I don't know what kind of method he was casting, Xue Daochang put a piece of yellow paper with the eight characters of birth written in cinnabar into the candle flame and burned it.
There are words in his mouth.
Qin Manjing lowered her head, and she couldn't see what was written on it clearly.
I saw that after the Taoist priest finished casting the spell, he put away the peach wood sword. He stood on the altar and looked condescendingly at Qin Manjing, who was kneeling on the ground and fainted, and whispered.
"This evil obstacle has finally been punished."