Reborn villain becomes savior

Chapter 25 Calm down the storm
Immortal cultivators have a clear rule that they can't do anything to the good people who are helpless, but the riots in the square in front of them have intensified.

Patients who have been suffering for more than half a year finally have some hope, and some have been dragging their sick bodies for a week, just to get the healing of the saint.Unexpectedly, after suffering all kinds of hardships, he thought that all the hardships were rewarding, but in the end he died on the spot because he couldn't wait for the saint.

Staring at pairs of eyes full of unwillingness and pain, how many people are dying.

What's more, the close relatives and friends who accompanied the patient and suffered all the way, who can accept such an ending for a while.It is clear that they have seen the light, but they are only one step away from falling into the darkness. The fury of the crowd can be imagined.

what to do?What can I do?If this continues, I'm afraid that these saintess believers who came to maintain order spontaneously will be injured.

Feng Yiyi saw that the saintess believers could no longer control the common people, many of them were pushed and fell down, and some were even beaten violently.

Just when he was about to use spells to surround the altar to ensure his own safety, a soft and quiet voice, with a reassuring tone, slowly fell like rain from the sky, making the rioting people gradually quiet down .

"Morning bells and evening drums, there is heaven for both origin and extinction. Life and death are impermanent, and people should think more about it."

The voice has a glitz that purifies the years, and in the noisy and chaotic crowd, it soothes the restless hearts.

"Look, it's the Holy Maiden! The Holy Maiden has come..."

As one of the crowd yelled, the people looked up and saw a figure flying over from the other side of the valley under the bright sunlight.

The pure white silk and satin gauze fluttered in the wind, plum blossoms were embroidered on the skirt that stretched across the floor, half of the long black hair was rolled up into a bun, and a white jade hairpin was inserted as an embellishment.The skin looks like a lotus, and the pair of phoenix eyes have a natural and luxurious air, which is slightly raised.

There was a kind smile on the cherry lips.It slowly landed on the altar in the light mist, with a golden halo behind it, giving it a sense of majesty.

"Greetings, my lord saint!" The common people kneeled and kowtowed.

"My lord saint." Feng Yi fell at her feet one by one, almost weeping with joy.

The arrival of Feng Yuhuan was like a reassurance, and the crowd on the altar square returned to the position of waiting in line for diagnosis and treatment in an orderly manner.

Bending down to support Feng one by one, Feng Yuhuan gently stroked her hair: "You can't use spells on ordinary people, they can't bear it."

Nodding vigorously, Feng Yiyi recalled what those people in the rioting crowd said just now, and became angry again: "But, they said you are a hypocrite. The free medical treatment for the past ten years, Mrs. Saintess, just because you came a little late, these people ungrateful……"

Gently shaking her head, Feng Yuhuan stopped Feng Yiyi's accusations with her eyes, and said softly: "There are straight trees in the mountains, but there are no straight people in the world. I saved them and never thought of anything in return. Yi Yi, they lost their loved ones and lost control. Inevitably."

The lotus steps moved lightly, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way wherever she walked. Feng Yuhuan first walked to the patients who had died, and knelt down to investigate the cause of death.

As she used her mental strength to investigate, she found that except for one of them who died of a sudden illness, the rest of the deceased died suddenly of abnormal illness, and there was a faint aura in their bodies.

Twirling flowers with fingers, injecting spells, collecting the little bit of spiritual energy left in the bodies of the dead, and storing them in the jade bottle.

This spiritual energy was forcibly injected into the patient's body from the outside world, resulting in unbearable death.This is because some immortal cultivators disregarded the regulations of the immortal sect and attacked the common people.

Frowning slightly, Feng Yuhuan lowered her eyes, held up two fingers and swore on her forehead: "I will find the person who killed you and bring justice to you. The dead are gone, please feel at ease and go on the road to life."

Pointing at the deceased with two fingers, a few white lights entered their foreheads, and the eyes that were about to burst open in pain and unwillingness were slowly closed, returning to a peaceful state.

"They were killed and died. I will find the murderer for you and let the dead rest in peace." Feng Yuhuan said to the family members of the deceased.

There was a convincing calming force in the voice, and a dozen or so family members bowed down with weeping expressions.

"Thank you, Saintess!"

Feng Yuhuan turned around and walked back to the location of the free clinic set up on the altar, and explained: "One by one, give these families of the deceased some living relief silver, and some common medical solutions."

On the location of the free clinic, there is a futon and a table, and a screen is drawn to separate the onlookers during the diagnosis and treatment.

He picked up his spell again, forming a semicircular white light circle on the wide square, covering it down, blocking the wind and cold for all the common people sitting on the ground.For just a moment, people felt that they were sitting in a house with a roof and four walls, and there was a little bit of warmth.

The bustling crowd in Nuo Da's square was all quiet at this moment, except for the occasional sound of people walking in line, and the gentle and patient inquiries of the saint and the answers of the patients in the screen.

At this moment, everyone chose to calm down and wait. They also believed in the healing ability of this godlike saint, and created a quiet healing environment.

The crowd received the wind—money, goods and medicine, and led the family members of the deceased to exit the square lightly. Leave quietly.

And the demon lord Haodi, who was standing outside the crowd, gradually walked into the crowd at this moment, and was at the end of the sick patients.The person in front looked back at him, and quickly looked away, only to feel that he was an extremely ordinary man, and he would forget it at a glance.

This saintess seems to be a little different from the saintess who made a pact with Qingluan in the divine thoughts he received.

At this moment, this saint, who is reassuring and convincing as soon as she appears on the stage, has a calming demeanor, quelled a riot in a few words, and calmly and devotedly to treating patients, is no different from the rumored Bai Yueguang.

Haodi was a little curious, even though these stupid people had belittled her choreography to nothing because of her late arrival and the provocation of someone with a heart, she was still able to treat them with peace of mind.

What kind of mentality can make a person so selfless for strangers?
He never believed in the words of the Righteous School that the world is righteous and the world is for the public.Human nature has desires, and this group of upright cultivators fooled sentient beings with upright remarks. In reality, which one of them can really not be bloody?
Therefore, he did not believe that this saint could really save the world without killing.

This free clinic lasted for three full days. Zhongfeng prepared food for everyone one by one. There were very few spiritual herbs in the food, which could relieve the patient's condition and keep the family and friends who accompanied the patient energetic.

When the crowd gradually dissipated and the sun had already set, they finally reached the last person in the line.

(End of this chapter)