She didn't hear the monk's shout, the eldest mother's begging for mercy was about to leave, the low roar of Brother Xu was faint, and the sound of the whip whistling down seemed to be on the other side....... It wasn't until her head hit the stone on the ground again, and there was a hot pain on her face, that Hu Xiaoya came back to her senses.

When she looked up, she saw two monks dressed in wide black robes, whipping them with a fierce look. Mrs. Xu lunged at her, hugging her tightly and protecting her, and Brother Xu roared and rushed towards one of the monks, and then was kicked and rolled down the mountain path into the forest.

The whip fell again, mixed with all sorts of invective she didn't understand.

Mrs. Xu, who was whipped and her clothes were broken, was dragged away by the monk with one foot, and she was still desperately crying to her: "Little girl, tell the monk that you believe in the moon god...... That way, they won't beat you and they won't make you a slave. In the coming year, your family's servitude will also be halved......"

Hu Xiaoya looked at Aunt Xu blankly, as if she had no soul.

"Faith in the Moon God...... Slave...... Labor halved......" Hu Xiaoya's vast consciousness was full of these voices.

"We are Han Chinese!" said the father, "how can Han people believe in the god of barbarians?!"

"One day, I will go and kill all the Tibetans!" the elder brother said, "The imperial army will come, and they will definitely come!" General Zhang Yichao and the Guiyi army will come and kill all these Tibetans!"

Hu Xiaoya shouted sharply, her eyes jumped up from the ground with scarlet eyes, and she hunched her body like a crazy little beast, and pounced fiercely at the monk who dragged Aunt Xu to whip her.

Behind the monk is a steep valley.

Avenge your father, mother, and brother!

Hu Xiaoya didn't hug the monk's waist and bumped him into the valley.

The monk was a monk after all, so he easily got out of the way.

So Hu Xiaoya jumped out of the mountain road and fell into the valley. The cliff of dozens of zhang is too high, and when she falls off the cliff, she can only look like a fallen leaf, and no one cares about it, and she can't set off half a cent of wind and waves.

The exclamations and shouts on the mountain road are rapidly moving away.

Hu Xiaoya saw the swirling peaks and the gray sky. Tears were streaming in the air from the corners of her eyes, not because of pain, fear, or fear. There was even a smile on her lips, because she would soon see her father, mother, and brother again......

Mother, it's all my fault, I didn't take back the medicine you need, in the future, I will take care of you in a while......

Father, I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten for two days, will you hunt rabbits from the mountains for me to eat? Brother, I'm so cold, your clothes are too big, and they keep leaking...... I don't know how to change my clothes yet, I haven't changed them for a long time......

Hu Xiaoya felt that her body was very light, as if she had become a bird flying, the mountain peaks were no longer spinning, the sky was not turning, and she was rising...... When a person dies, does a spirit really go out of his body and go to heaven......? Is it dead? It doesn't hurt at all.

Hu Xiaoya looked under the cliff and wanted to see her body.

The leaves of the grass and trees under the cliff were yellow, too far away, and she did not find her own body.

Looking back, the happy smile on Hu Xiaoya's face was gone, replaced by a strong horror. She found herself approaching the black-robed monk on the mountain path, who was shouting with teeth and claws...... Hu Xiaoya began to tremble again, wanting to turn around and run away, but tears came out of her eyes again.

I'm obviously dead, why do I have to get close to those terrible Tibetans, can the monks really summon the gods, and when they die, the spirits will become their slaves? Don't, don't......

Hu Xiaoya, who was struggling, finally found that there was a head in front of her...... A person, to be exact, with long black hair—the black hair she'd always wanted to have, tied into a ponytail floating behind her head, with a fair face and very bright eyes.

Hu Xiaoya's eyes widened in confusion, and before she could speak, she heard the other party say, "Don't kick your legs, hey."

Hey, don't scratch your face, don't pull my hair...... Turn your head and see how these Tibetan monks died!"

Hu Xiaoya thought that the person in front of him was going to give his soul to the evil god of the Tibetan monks as slaves...... Hearing the other party's words, she was confused again, reflexively turned her head, and immediately stiffened.

The two powerful Tibetan monks in front of him, who were holding long whips and whipped themselves and Aunt Xu, were throwing away their whips and pulling out their scimitars and opening their mouths to scream, when their bodies were hit by two white lights, and they exploded into countless pieces of flesh, and the blood burst like mist.

When it came, only two wide-eyed human heads, gurgling and falling, rolled away on the mountain road.

Hu Xiaoya was put on the mountain road, and she didn't understand how these two people died...... Are they really dead?

She turned her head to look at the big sister who had landed on the ground with her—she was now sure that it was a big sister and not some evil god, and she saw the other person leap up from the spot, and at a speed she had never seen before, incomprehensible, towards the black-robed Tibetan monks who rushed down with strange screams.

The knife she held straight behind her was as big as a door.

The next thing, Hu Xiaoya understood very well.

The big sister is chopping melons and vegetables.

The machete in her hand, every time it swept over the bodies of those fierce and vicious Tibetan monks, it would cut them in two, and the blood soared high. No one can stop her, not a single knife can stop her, it looks like those Tibetan black-robed monks were sent to her to cut it.

Every month, the powerful monks of the Lunar God Cult, after the big sister ran past them, turned their bodies into two halves, rolling down the mountain path or falling down the cliffs, steep slopes, gentle slopes, and forests.

Chopping melons and chopping vegetables, Hu Xiaoya also often does. It's just that the black kitchen knife at home is not sharp enough, and it is still old and heavy, so it is very difficult to use. Every time she cooks, she has to put a lot of effort into it. Fortunately, there are always not enough melons and vegetables at home, so she doesn't have to cut them for a long time, and she doesn't have to cut them often.

"It turns out that those powerful and vicious Moon God Cult monks are not so powerful. At least in front of the big sister, it's no different from melons and vegetables. Hu Xiaoya's eyes gradually became bright, shining.

Watching the figure of the eldest sister disappear into the mountain road, as if she had gone to the temple on the top of the mountain, Hu Xiaoya finally came back to her senses, and while feeling unfinished, she also felt a little pity - the death of the corpse of the monk of the Moon God Sect, she did not feel afraid. I'm already dead, what's so scary?

I feel a pity because I am dead after all. Otherwise, you must follow that big sister, kill all the monks of the Moon God Sect, and avenge your family.

Aunt Xu, who was whipped and covered in injuries and had been unable to walk steadily, rushed over and hugged Hu Xiaoya and cried, crying full of compassion, fear and happiness, but also real fear. Brother Xu didn't know when, he had already climbed up from the forest, and he could still move freely, except for some dead branches and leaves, he didn't see any scars on his body.

The people on the mountain path were already boiling, some were whipping the corpses of the Luna monks, some were rushing to the top of the mountain, and some were shouting in celebration.

Hu Xiaoya stretched out her little earthy yellow hand covered with chilblains, wiped away her tears for Aunt Xu, and sighed like an adult, "Aunt Xu, Xiaoya is leaving, I owe you half a bag of flour, and Xiaoya can't pay it back...... But there are still some pots and pans, tables and stools, quilts and clothes at home, so take them all away. It's that kitchen knife that is my father's favorite thing, and since I can't use it anymore, I'd better burn it for him......"

She seemed to think of something, and thought about it seriously, "The kitchen knife doesn't seem to be easy to burn, so let's give it to the eldest mother." Brother Xu should be easier to use than me......"

Aunt Xu was stunned by what Hu Xiaoya said, and finally forgot to wipe her tears, and said in surprise: "Xiaoya, where are you going?"

Hu Xiaoya pointed to the sky, "Of course I'm going to the sky, my mother and they are still waiting for me." I can't stay here anymore, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my soul when it's late, my mother said that after a person dies, the soul can't stay in the same place for a long time...... Oh yes, I'll come back to see the eldest lady for the first seven..

....”

As she spoke, Hu Xiaoya looked up at the sky and jumped.

Jumped once, fell, jumped twice, fell again, jumped five or six times, and still fell. Looking at Aunt Xu again, she was already sluggish.

Hu Xiaoya was embarrassed to disturb her head, and her embarrassed face turned red, "I don't seem to have figured out how to fly..... I thought I could fly with a jump......"

Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately widened her eyes in fear, her little face collapsed, and she said with a crying voice: "Auntie, have I stayed too long to go to heaven......

Aunt Xu hurriedly hugged her tightly in her arms and stroked her head: "Little girl, it's a good thing that you don't die in a big disaster, don't be stupid, don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, scare the aunt......"

After Li Wenwen killed the monks in the temple and destroyed the temple, he sat on the ruins and wiped his machete. The knife was a little bigger, and it was hard to wipe it, and she cut the robes of several monks, and then she could barely wipe it clean.

After collecting the knife, she rose into the air, rushed into the temple, and bowed to her: "From now on, there will be no Moon Temple in Hexi, only the Tang Dynasty Quanzhen Temple!"

After speaking, as soon as he flicked his horsetail, he was about to fly away with his knife.

"Big sister, big sister, wait for me!"

With an eager shout, Hu Xiaoya jumped off Brother Xu's back, ran to the ruins and waved to Li Wenwen: "Big sister, take me away, I want to kill the Tibetan monks with you and avenge my father and brother!"

......

Youchuan County, Minzhou.

At night, the temple in the city was brightly lit, and a monk of the Divine Servant Realm was standing in front of the shrine, directing hundreds of believers and more than 1,000 people to kneel and worship the statue of the Moon God. One hundred and ten monks were on guard, and if they found anyone making a small move, they would immediately pull it out and whip it on the spot.

Suddenly, lightning and thunder roared, the wind blew fiercely, and sand and rocks flew in the temple.

Everyone panicked, but they thought that it was the coming of divine power, so they could only kneel on the ground and tremble, not even daring to raise their heads.

After a while, the vision dispersed, and everyone smelled the smell of blood, and when they looked up in surprise, they were shocked to find that the surrounding Luna Cult monks were all lying in a pool of blood. And the divine servant in front of the shrine was still standing, but his head was gone!

The lights and shadows were building, and everyone was so frightened that they almost broke their hearts.

At this moment, a bright light flashed in the air, and a beautiful Central Plains woman with wide sleeves and long groups, slowly descended from the bright light like an immortal, and said to the people who were not guarded: "This Guanghan fairy, present the order of the immortal and the king of An, the Moon Divine Sect, and build a true view." From now on, the land west of the river will be dominated by the Tang people! If there is no respect, there will be no forgiveness!"

......

Diezhou City had no sleep all night.

Ordinary people can only hear the thunder in the direction of the temple in the city and the city lord's mansion, the sound of killing shocks the sky, and the monks in mid-air are vertical and horizontal, like immortals and ghosts. There were warriors in the family, and the young and strong men came out with swords and did not return overnight.

After dawn, the people gathered in front of the temple only to see that the temple was in ruins, the streets were bleeding, and countless Tibetan soldiers had died. The servants of God, whom they had previously regarded as men of God, were hung on pillars and fluttered in the wind.

When the crowd was horrified and discussed, an old Taoist priest with all clothes and hair, holding the bloody head of the city lord of Diezhou, flew out of the city lord's mansion with dozens of real people, and shouted to everyone in the air: "The Tang Dynasty is full of truth, and the king of An orders to enter the lord of Diezhou, those who follow me will live, and those who oppose me will die!"

.......

In just a few days, within a radius of 300 miles, with Minzhou as the center, all the temples of the Lunas Cult were destroyed, all the monks were killed, the defenders were all slaughtered, and tens of thousands of people died!

For a time, the prestige of the Tang Dynasty was shocked, the name of King An and Quanzhenguan spread all over the place, the Han people all ran to tell each other, the young and strong men sharpened their knives, the people with lofty ideals secretly connected, and the people of the Liugu tribe were panicked all day long!

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Nine Heavenly God Emperors