Not much has changed in Sanligou, except that the path connecting the houses is mudier, with muddy water mixed with animal manure. Sanligou is a barren mountain and a piece of land, and there is very little land that can be planted by the farmer, and it is in the farming season at this time, but each family is still busy at home.

Yang Qing carried Bu Yuanshuang's corpse and attracted the onlookers of the villagers, and when he saw Bu Yuanshuang's pale and black and cyan face clearly, they all hid far away, muttering in horror, "Who is this person, still carrying the corpse, what are you doing in our Sanligou?"

"Old woman, how do I think that dead man looks like Lao Bu?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Bu Zhuang's father has been lost for more than three years, don't say it, it's really familiar."

......

All the villagers who saw Yang Qing carrying the corpse were all hanging far behind, gathering together to point and scold.

Yang Qing heard what the villagers whispered clearly, and thought in his heart that he was reckless again, and escaped from the demon cave, with mixed emotions such as excitement and emotion, which made this matter not well considered.

Slightly self-blamed, I couldn't help but speed up my pace, I wanted to get rid of these villagers, the villagers wanted to figure out the reason, how could they be thrown off like this, the village was so big, no matter how fast Yang Qing was, it was inseparable from the sight of many villagers.

"Click"

Yang Qing was slightly annoyed in his heart, these villagers were so uninteresting, what was there to watch such a funeral for the dead, so he stopped and kicked at the fence on the road, and the wooden stake with the thickness of a sea bowl was kicked off.

Turning around and glaring at the villagers, he snorted coldly in his nose, and then continued to walk towards the Bu family.

When the villagers saw that the thick wood was kicked off, they all stopped, their eyes were surprised, and then they saw that dozens of people were bold and strong again.

"Damn, I'm afraid he's a fart, our group of people can't beat him"

"Let's go, see if he dares to move my finger, and his hair hasn't grown......"

The crowd was noisy and cheering, but no one wanted to come closer.

The three low houses of the Bu family have not been repaired, and they look even more dilapidated, the courtyard door is closed, and the courtyard is empty.

Yang Qing sighed secretly in his heart, the sun is so good today, and the Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters are not willing to expose their mother to the sun in the courtyard.

Pushing the door in, a musty smell came to my nose, and before I could see the situation in the house, I went straight to the door with a black light.

Hit head-on, Yang Qing did not dodge or dodge, the speed of the shot was faster, and with two fingers, it turned out to be a kitchen knife for cutting vegetables.

"Hey, hey"

Bu Zhuangniang's voice was even more weird, and she stabbed again with scissors, and in less than two months, her speed and strength increased a lot.

"Pong"

Yang Qing secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and raised his leg and kicked on Bu Zhuangniang's lower abdomen. Bu Zhuangniang snorted in pain, poured into the firewood, her face distorted, and struggled to rush again.

"Pong"

Bu Yuanshuang's body fell to the ground, his body moved, he rushed to Bu Zhuangniang's side, stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, and without looking at it, he ran into Bu Zhuang's room.

In Bu Zhuang's house, if no one lived for a few days, the bedding was scattered on the kang, and there were blackened blood droplets on the bedding, and the slight smell of blood showed that the blood stains had existed for three or four days.

Yang Qing didn't stop, rushed into the next door, the situation in the house made him breathe a sigh of relief, Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters were tied to the roof pillars in the house in rags, they should have been restrained by Bu Zhuangniang when they were sleeping.

The two of them were stuffed with sweat towels in their mouths, looking depressed, and when they saw Yang Qing rushing into the house, they all asked for help, their faces turned yellow, they lost a lot of weight, and it seemed that they had not entered a drop of water for a few days.

The rope with the thickness of his thumb was tightened, and there were purple bruises on his skin, Yang Qing grabbed the rope with both hands and made a force, and the rope broke in response.

"Shaoxia, you can come back" Bu Zhuang's lips were chapped, and his voice trembled and he said, looking panicked and afraid, and excited.

"Woo" Bu Zhuang Xiaomei cried in panic and grievance, and suddenly hugged Yang Qing with her arms, as if this was the only way to feel safe.

Yang Qing can understand the helplessness of the Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters at this time, and the fear that has accumulated for a few days only broke out at this time, the Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters have not entered a drop of water for a few days, their bodies are tied up and cannot move, their bodies are weak and numb, and they can't stand up at this time.

Bu Zhuang's little sister hugged it tightly, and it was not easy to push it away, the ground was cold, and the Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters couldn't be entrusted to the ground like this, Yang Qing reached out to carry it to the kang, but Bu Zhuang's little sister was disheveled, and her skin was exposed.

"At this time, it's still twisted like this" Yang Qing said secretly in his heart, no longer scruples, and lazily picked him up.

"Silk"

Bu Zhuang's little sister had strangulation marks on her body, and this movement affected the injury, and she inhaled cold air in her mouth.

Bu Zhuang's little sister is light, and it is effortless to pick it up, dragging her waist with one hand and holding her legs with the other, and she is about to put it on the earthen kang, but at this time there was a noise at the door.

In a blink of an eye, I heard a group of people entering the house, and the noise was even louder, and Bu Zhuang's little sister heard the sound, like a frightened rabbit curled up in Yang Qing's arms.

"Woo......"

The stick brought the sound of the wind, and hit Yang Qing on the head, with Yang Qing's physique, he had to break the skin and bleed when he was beaten. Seeing this situation, Bu Zhuang wanted to stop it too late.

"Pong"

Yang Qing didn't turn his head back, and kicked back.

"Bang Dang"

The middle-aged man with a wooden stick in his hand threw backwards against the wall and bounced to the ground, covering his lower abdomen with his hands open, unable to shout with his mouth open.

Yang Qing put Bu Zhuang's little sister down, pulled the futon over her body, walked to the middle-aged man, and pulled her out of the room by the collar.

The room was crowded with people, some of them were still standing on the stove, tilting their heads to look into the house, and all of them were silent when they saw Yang Qing coming out.

Several villagers who were looking at Bu Zhuangniang raised their heads and looked at Yang Qing angrily.

"Get out" Yang Qing casually threw the middle-aged man to the ground and said in a cold tone. "I don't say it a second time"

Yang Qing treats people gently, but at this time he is angry in his heart, he has no good temper, his face is frosty, and his eyes are fierce.

The villagers who crowded into the houses cowered and did not know whether to go or not, looking at each other and losing their minds.

"Uncle and aunt, you go out first, Shaoxia is here to help me" Bu Zhuang climbed to the door, saw the people in the stalemate, and hurriedly said.

Yang Qing didn't speak, walked to the pyre, set aside a few people, picked up Bu Zhuangniang and returned to the house, and handed over the rest to Bu Zhuang to deal with, and Bu Yuanshuang's body was left there and left it alone.

Bu Zhuangniang's face was darker and blue than before, that is, when she was unconscious, the corners of her mouth were weird, Bu Zhuang's little sister was not too surprised when she saw her mother like this, she sorted out her clothes, and looked at Yang Qing with expectation.

Yang Qing probed his divine sense into Bu Zhuangniang's eyebrows, to see if his soul was infected, if his soul was infected by the dark qi, he couldn't do anything, and carefully investigated, fortunately, the soul was still pure.

Bu Zhuang's little sister was anxious on the side, but she didn't dare to urge.

Turning over his hand and taking out the Soul Stone, the room was instantly filled with a dark green light, ignoring Bu Zhuang's little sister's eyes, putting the Soul Stone in Bu Zhuangniang's hand, and the Divine Sense was taking the Shadow Stone to absorb the Soul Qi.

The light of the Shadow Stone is even stronger, even Bu Zhuang and the others can see it, Bu Zhuangniang's brows are furrowed, her face is panicked, and the black and cyan on the surface of her body swims, trying to break free.

There is not much yin qi in Bu Zhuangniang's body, but it has been infected for a long time, and the process of pulling it out is not pleasant.

The blue-black wisps flowed down his arm into the Soul Stone, and Bu Zhuangniang's expression gradually quieted down.

"Photo" Yang Qing snorted, ingesting the last trace of struggling yin qi, Bu Zhuangniang's complexion was not a trace of weird blue and black except pale, her breathing was steady, and her expression was quiet.

"You hold it too"

Bu Zhuang's little sister clenched the fist-sized, smooth and cool surface of the Pluto Stone according to what Yang Qing said. She gets along with his mother at night, and it is inevitable that she will not be infected by yin qi.

"Wake up!"

Yang Qing called lightly, there are still things that need to be dealt with by Bu Zhuangniang, at this time, the body is just weak, and there is no major problem, and it can be recuperated a little later.

"Huh?" Yang Qingniang hummed softly in her mouth, as if she had woken up in the morning, her eyelids trembled, she stretched her waist, and opened her eyes.

"Mother, are you okay?" said Bu Zhuang's little sister in surprise, her voice still choked.

"What are you crying about, you know how to cry early in the morning, you can cry your father back, maybe you ran away with a goblin, don't cry, my mother will cook for you" Bu Zhuangniang said angrily, she thought she had just woken up in the morning, and her memory seemed to have been forgotten for a long time.

"Why are you still sleeping," Bu Zhuangniang said, twisting his neck.

"Ahh

Bu Zhuang ran in with a crawl, pointed his finger to the stove, and then saw his mother, and was at a loss for a while.

"Brother, my mother's illness is cured, everything is cured" Bu Zhuang's little sister burst into tears, but there was surprise in her voice.

"Are you ......" Bu Zhuangniang pointed at Yang Qing, then rubbed her head with her hands, trying to recall.

"Mother, mother" Bu Zhuang's expression was complicated, and his excitement was mixed with the others.

"Mother, see if that's my father" Bu Zhuang's voice trembled, and he half-walked and half-crawled to his mother's side.

"Where!" Bu Zhuangniang said eagerly.

Yang Qing didn't expect things to develop like this, but he also felt guilty, walked to the stove, and picked up Bu Yuanshuang's body in front of everyone.

"Yuan Shuang......" Bu Zhuangniang cried, like crazy.

"He has fallen into the devil, he is a ghost," Yang Qing said expressionlessly.

"Hula!"

The villagers fled to the house as if they were fleeing from the plague.

"The demon has been deep, the mind is in chaos, there is no room for recovery, it is me, I killed it with my own hands," Yang Qing said in a heavy tone.

"You who kill a thousand knives, you pay for your life" Bu Zhuangniang rushed forward frantically, wanting to fight, but was hugged by Bu Zhuang.

Yang Qing ignored the expressions of several people, and briefly explained the location of the demon cave and what had happened.

"You bluff the child, kill people to pay for your life" Bu Zhuangniang did not forgive, like a crazy woman.

"Believe it or not, I have a clear conscience" Yang Qing's tone was heavy, and it was not a taste in his heart.

"Shaoxia, let's go, I believe you" Bu Zhuang was also sad, although he didn't know what a monster was, but he could know a thing or two from his mother's situation.

"Murder pays for life, I want you to pay for your life" Bu Zhuangniang screamed, her voice hoarse and her expression hysterical.

"Mother, don't make trouble, okay" Bu Zhuang was entangled in his heart, and shouted to his mother for the first time.

"These gold and silver ......" Yang Qing couldn't speak, what is the difference between taking out gold and silver compensation at this time and buying human lives with money.