Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

As soon as the group reached the street, the situation suddenly changed.

“What a strong wind—ah!”

Jing Xingcan's voice was blown all over the place. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he felt something blocking his throat. He turned his back to the wind and coughed a few times, and his mouth was full of black ash.

"Run! It's getting dark again!" People on the street were shouting.

After that, everyone looked even more panicked and frightened. Some people who were setting up stalls or opening shops did not even have time to pack up their things and ran towards their homes. Every household door was closed and one could faintly hear some crying and shouting.

"I have to go into the painting again... How am I going to get through today..."

"Oh my God, someone please save us!"

Jinchen randomly grabbed someone on the street and asked, her clear and bright peach blossom eyes full of innocence and doubt, making it impossible to refuse, "Sister, what kind of painting is this? What are you afraid of?"

The girl he questioned answered hurriedly, no matter how anxious she was. "It's that...dirty painting! Anyone caught will die!"

The girl pointed to the largest temple hall in the town. The empty wall under the black eaves was indeed suitable for painting. At this moment, a few black strokes fell on the wall, and then the sky was covered with dark clouds. It suddenly turned from day to night, and the yin energy was heavy!

Xu Qie had a bad feeling, "Could it be that Xiaohua was painting somewhere and included Xiling Town in her painting?"

They are clearly in the painting now!

As soon as he finished speaking, hazy fog appeared at both ends of the street. In the fog, a ghost in sackcloth carrying a coffin came from one end, and a ghost of a dead citizen holding a red lantern appeared at the other end. They walked slowly towards the middle and looked at each other from a distance.

[How terrible! I'm escaping! Host, please be careful!] Ling Gungun covered his eyes and locked himself in the small dark room.

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The Seven Sons of Destiny cautiously separated into three or four groups, with their backs against each other, and faced the ghosts coming from both directions. Bai Shiyun was still afraid, not to mention so many ghosts appearing at the same time, so he hid in the corner with fear.

But at this moment, a few people appeared on the originally empty street.

"what!!"

When the bun shop owner saw the scene on the street, he was so frightened that his soul left his body and he fell to the ground, before he even had time to think about how he got there from his home.

"Please spare my life! No matter which ghost or god you are, please spare me!"

Jinchen looked over to meet their voices, and said with a raised tone, "These people look very familiar."

But except for the old man whose family had so many deaths, not everyone has met them.

"In the woods." Rong Zixu reacted immediately, his gentle brows knitted tightly, "Everyone who deliberately lured Dahua and his son into the landslide area."

Xu Qie was somewhat amazed: "But... since Xiaohua wanted revenge, why did she only arrest these people now, and why did she hurt so many innocent people before?"

Yang Yu, who had spent the most time with Xiao Hua, thought thoughtfully, "Maybe... because of the red lanterns."

Yang Yu: "I talked to Xiaohua last night. I could see her gestures unsteadily, but I could understand her. She said that many people scolded her and her father, saying that it was bad luck for Xiling Town."

"It's just because their family has never lit red lanterns since it was a custom in Xiling Town."

After he said that, most of the rest became clear.

So, Xiaohua kept the red lanterns lit all night long, turning the happy event that everyone was happy about into a funeral.

Today they found out the truth, so Xiaohua called these people together to avenge her father.

No one paid any attention to the group's crying and begging for mercy, but they looked at each other, and after seeing each other, they all thought of the same thing, and then were filled with shock.

"What a sin..." The old man's lips trembled, "Could it be...Could it be that Dahua has come to take my life?"

“Bah! How dare he come to claim my life? That’s a miraculous medicine that’s rarely seen in hundreds of years! It’s not his on the mountain!” The man in gray cursed, but he couldn’t hide the fear in his eyes.

"That's right..." The bun shop owner was still kneeling on the ground, unable to stand up. However, after several years, he showed no regrets at all. Instead, he still felt sorry for the miracle medicine that he had never obtained.

"He didn't even say he would give us some. Even if he grinds it into powder, we can still get some... He said he would give it all to his daughter to treat her illness. Isn't she just a mute girl..."

"Tsk." After hearing their grumbling, Jin Chen couldn't help but said, "Damn it."

Gong Siyue's temper flared up, and she pursed her red lips tightly, "If it were me, Xiaohua should be killed. It's a pity for the innocent people who were implicated."

"What does Senior Brother say?" Yang Yu asked.

After listening to this, Rong Zixu closed his eyes for a moment. When he looked up again, he saw two teams of ghosts approaching.

Red lanterns are asking for death, coffins...

Thinking of the father and son whose souls were still trying to find their way on the mountain, Rong Zixu's eyes flashed coldly, and he opened his thin lips and ordered: "Protect the people and destroy the ghost domain."

The rules of the Tianming Sect state that those who commit adultery, robbery, and the heinous crimes will not be saved.

There are more worthy people to save in Xiling Town.

Ghost shadows floated, and the seven sons went up against the cold wind. In an instant, the coolness and the righteousness of Tiangang collided, stirring up black charcoal ash foam all over the ground.

But the seven people tacitly agreed not to touch the coffin, and they were even afraid that it would be damaged.

They all guessed Xiaohua's real intention of parading the coffin through the streets, which was also the only evil intention of Po Guiling.

First, to kill the enemy who killed my father.

Secondly, it allowed my father, whose body was shattered and left without a grave, to be put into a coffin and rest in peace.

"what--"

The owner of the steamed bun shop had his body pierced by the ghost, and he instantly fell to the ground, gray and tattered, with blood gushing out!

Several people also died on the spot afterwards.

Bai Shiyun, who was watching in the corner, was trembling with fear no matter how good he was at disguising himself. He did not guess the truth, and did not know why those seven people said they wanted to save the people but watched them being killed.

Could it be that the Seven Sons of Destiny were not just about eliminating strange phenomena? Bai Shiyun was confused and puzzled.

This fight was extremely unpleasant for Jinchen.

At this time, spiritual energy began to appear in the world. Both ghosts and Tianmingmen spiritual practitioners were still weak, so a delicate balance was achieved.

Jinchen controlled himself carefully and used less strength, and the fight was quite tiring.

Fortunately, after the people who killed Dahua and his son died, the seemingly ferocious ghosts were no longer bloodthirsty and restrained themselves a lot.

Only the ghosts in sackcloth clothes carrying coffins were still circling.

Jinchen: "I'm going to the mountain to pick up Xiaohua's father."

I think he was asked to sit on the coffin last night because Xiaohua wanted to find someone to clear the way, but this girl was too decisive and didn't even give him a chance to think.

"I'll go with you." Rong Zixu responded without hesitation. Seeing that Jinchen was sweating from exhaustion, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to him.

"Old Two, go get Xiaohua back." "Okay."

Jinchen didn't take the handkerchief, but leaned over and put his face forward. He blinked his peach blossom eyes slightly, and in the dim night, a young man's unbridled and charming aura emerged.

"Brother, help me wipe it."

Rong Zixu looked at him, raised his hand, and stroked Jinchen's forehead and temples with a handkerchief, and his tone became much softer, "It's such a cold night, how can you sweat so much."

Then I am really tired, I will kill you all with one move and you won’t be scared.

Jin Chen silently complained in his heart, but his face was as bright as the stars, "I have a bad temper."

Rong Zixu: “…”

He tapped Jinchen's brow and pushed him away.

"Have some herbal tea tomorrow."

I remember seeing a tea stall in this town.

Jin Chen came over and hugged him, insisting on saying that it was the best in the world. "Is it the kind that Senior Brother cooked himself?"

Rong Zixu rubbed his head unhappily, "That's a nice thought."

Yang Yu took Chang Wuming and Bai Shiyun who insisted on following them to find Xiaohua. Jing Xingcan watched Jinchen and Rong Zixu, whom he was hugging, leave, feeling a little strange.

“Why do I feel…”

Xu Qie looked at him, could it be that she was finally not the only one to gossip about?

Jing Xingcan frowned: "Xiaochen doesn't want to be with me anymore?"

The eldest brother has a cold temper. They used to be a duo! Now he can only be with his two sisters.

Xu Qie: “…”

She hugged Jing Xingcan's neck and said, "Xiao Liu must adapt well, there will be many days like this in the future."

Gong Siyue clicked her tongue and said, "I think I found something."

Xu Qie once again cast a hopeful look at his good sister.

Gong Siyue touched her chin, her red lips curled up, "Xiaochen must have thought of something fun to trick Senior Brother again."

Xu Qie: “…………”

Gossiping alone is so lonely.

How miserable! Didn’t anyone notice that Xiaochen was in love for the first time?