The Almighty Boss of Quick Transmigration is not easy to mess with

Chapter 76

With a loud shout, Qingshu suddenly raised her hand and struck the old lady's head.

Before the onlookers had time to react, they saw Qingshu stab something on the old lady's head. After a closer look, they found that it was a long needle shining with silver light.

As the long needle was inserted, the old lady's body suddenly trembled, and the blood on her face instantly faded away, leaving only a gray stain. Her dying appearance was like a candle in the wind, precarious.

"Ah! Killing someone, hurry up and call the doctor!"

Someone in the crowd screamed, and the old lady's son's eyes turned red immediately, he clenched his fist and waved it at Qingshu's face, "What did you do to my mother?"

Qing Shu dodged swiftly.

She grabbed the old lady's son's arm with her backhand, twisted hard and cut him back.

"Everyone, don't be impatient. I'm saving lives. The old lady is haunted by evil spirits, and her life is hanging by a thread. If I don't act, her life will be in danger within two days."

"Nonsense! The sky is bright, where is the evil spirit coming from? You clearly want to kill my mother, everyone, don't believe him, come and help him restrain him."

After hearing the words, the villagers moved forward one after another.

Qingshu shook her head helplessly and asked the old lady's son in a loud voice, "Let me ask you, does your mother often feel dizzy recently, and occasionally her eyes go black and she can't see?"

The old lady's son struggled for a moment, thinking carefully that this was what happened.

Qingshu asked him again: "Did she suddenly start yawning constantly, always losing energy?"

【Huh~ This seems to be a precursor to a stroke. ] The system asked curiously.

Qingshu ignored it, but looked down at the old lady's son. The old lady's son had already believed her words, blushing so anxiously that his neck was thick, "Yes, you should let me go quickly, the most important thing is to save my mother."

Hearing this, Qingshu threw away her hand, stretched out her hand to pinch the long needle still stuck in the old lady's head, and twisted it.

After about half a stick of incense, she suddenly pulled out the long needle and moved her legs and feet to the side two steps. Just when the villagers were wondering why she suddenly walked away, the old lady suddenly coughed violently.

Her son hurried forward, but he didn't say "Mother" in his mouth, when he heard a "poof" sound from her mother's mouth, and immediately after, his face was bruised by the blood spit out by his mother Confused.

"Ah! Aunt Sun vomited blood!"

"My God~ Is there anyone going to ask for a doctor? Mr. Xiao, what's going on?"

Qingshu stretched out her hand and pressed down lightly, "Everyone be quiet, this aunt has a lot of blessings and has successfully survived the disaster. Next, go to the medical clinic to prescribe some medicine and take it. No matter how healthy you are, you will be fine for a while." gone."

"Didn't you just say that there was something evil? Where did the evil go?"

"That goes without saying, it must have been removed by Mister Xiao."

"Is it really going to be okay? She vomited blood!"

At this time, the old lady with a clear head and a comfortable body looked at Qingshu gratefully, and said in a hoarse voice: "I feel much more comfortable, junior, thank you for saving my life."

As he spoke, he kicked the son next to him again, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and kowtow to your benefactor."

The old lady's son came back to his senses, wiped his face with his sleeve, and knelt down with a 'plop'.

Qingshu stepped aside and did not accept this great gift. She said straightly: "Although the cause of the disease is gone, it still needs medicine to treat it. You should send my aunt to a medical clinic as soon as possible."

The old lady's son didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly yelled at the villagers who were close to him to drive the ox cart, while he carried the old lady on his back and left.

Through Qingshu's eyes, watching the mother and son walk away, the system was in chaos.

【Ho... host, you still can heal diseases? 】

Qingshu: "A little bit."

【... Really just a little bit? 】

Qingshu didn't bother to pay attention to it, she retracted her eyes and bent down as if she was about to close the stall. Seeing her movements, someone finally couldn't help it.

"Little sir, do you know how to find someone?"

It was a white-haired old woman who spoke. As soon as she spoke, the expressions of the villagers became mixed.

"Of course it will."

Seeing that Qingshu's hands were still moving, the white-haired old woman hurriedly stepped forward, "Mr. Xiao, don't rush away. I want to ask Mr. Xiao to help me find the whereabouts of my two sons."

Qingshu turned her head and glanced at her, paused slightly, "If you can't find it, please go back."

"If you want to see a person, if you want to see a dead body, why can't you find it?" The white-haired old woman screamed excitedly.

Qingshu sighed, and said with compassion in her eyes: "The corpse can be found."

Hearing this, the white-haired old woman's eyes darkened, and she almost fainted. She pinched her own people fiercely, and asked in a trembling voice, "You mean my two sons are dead?"

Qing Shu stood up straight and turned her eyes to the old woman's face again.

"Looking at your face, your life is suffering. You lost your father when you were young, and your husband died when you were young. You have raised six children to grow up alone..."

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd exclaimed again, "It's all right, it's all right!"

The white-haired old woman covered her face and cried bitterly, and Qingshu continued: "You have worked hard all your life, and you have never made a big mistake. You shouldn't have lost your children in your later years, but it's a pity that you were forced to send out your two youngest sons out of your house in desperation. , the entrustment is not human, and even invites the disaster of killing oneself."

"God, why is this..."

The white-haired old woman fell to the ground and cried out to the empty sky.

The two honest young men beside her kept shaking their heads, and refused to believe what Qing Shu said.

"No, no, my fifth and sixth younger brothers were just greedy and stole money from the Lord's family and ran away. They can't possibly die! It must be you, a charlatan, talking nonsense."

"They just signed a ten-year contract of selling themselves, and they are not slaves. The Fang family must not dare to kill them. They will not die, absolutely not..."

The family's surname is Wu, and they are the family members of Zhaocai and Jinbao, Fang Yaozu's entourage.

After Xue Qingshu married into the Fang family, she met the Wu family. They were going to the Fang family to ask for someone, but they were sent away by Fang Yaozu with a few words.

Qing Shu knew that those who were with Fang Yaozu's side to attract wealth and treasure were not good people, but his family members were all honest and responsible people, so it was a pity that such things happened to them.

Qingshu said helplessly: "The two black marks between your mother's eyebrows clearly indicate that the two sons are newly mourned, and the black marks are still condensed, which means that both of them died violently.

"Where is the black mark? Why can't I see it? I don't believe it."

"You are a mere mortal, and you have never learned the art of observing qi. How can you see clearly?" Qing Shu glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "If you want your two young brothers to rest in peace, then go to the yamen to appeal for grievances. The Yamen will investigate this matter thoroughly, if they want to collect their corpses..."

"Where is my son's body?"

The white-haired old woman, Mother Wu, was the biological mother who made money and treasures. When her son died, she felt something in her heart. Therefore, she was the one in the whole family who believed what Qing Shu said the most.

Asking this sentence hoarsely, her whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and even her crying became weak.

(End of this chapter)