The little junior sister started acting like a monster again!

"No! No!!" Lihua didn't know what questions she would ask him, and she felt a little emotional.

"They are all the most honest people in Guxiang Town. They have no bad intentions and have never harmed anyone. How could...how could they end up like this..." Yue said The more defeated I became.

She covered her face with sobs.

Lin Yaoxuan let out a heavy breath. He seemed to have been misunderstood, and she could still hear her whimpering voice.

Trying to keep his voice as soft as possible, he explained for himself: "I didn't mean that, I meant that if we can, we... take them home."

Lihua shuddered and raised her face from her hands to look at him. Her nose was red and the tears on her face were not dry. Lin Yaoxuan couldn't count how many times he sighed.

Her face looked like a tabby cat, and there was blood on her hands and skirt. She probably got it accidentally when she bent down to pick up their things.

Taking advantage of the situation, he gave her a cleansing spell, cleaned her from head to toe, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

Lihua: "...Thank you."

Lin Yao Is it important to prevent this tragedy from happening again?”

Lihua was stunned by what he said, and her mind was still in a daze, but he meant what he said, and she still knew how much help she could do, as long as she didn't cause trouble for others.

"Okay, so what do we do now?"

Lin Yaoxuan touched his chin, still thinking about the feasibility of that method. Lihua calmed herself down and adjusted herself at the same time.

Thinking of something else, his body stiffened and he asked in a low voice: "Um...fellow Taoist, have you seen that little guy?"

"Ah?" Lin Yaoxuan came to his senses and looked up at her.

Lihua: "That little squirrel... was here just now."

Lin Yaoxuan was calmer than her. While she was in a hurry, she was already exploring every corner of the cave, and finally found it somewhere: "I found it, over there, follow me."

He didn't know why, but a voice in his heart kept telling him that this little guy was very important and couldn't be lost.

It's better to find it first and keep it in front of you.

As they approached, the little guy didn't move. It wasn't until they appeared behind him that it chirped twice.

On this small road, there were several corpses piled up into a mountain, occupying this small road, and there was no place to stay. The two people looked at each other, and without saying anything, they used their spiritual power to fly over their bodies.

At this time, Lihua had regained her senses a lot: "Is it asking us to see something?"

Lin Yaoxuan nodded and said, "Yes, look at its feet."

Lihua took the little guy back into her arms, smoothed its fur, and said, "Don't run around next time."

Looking at the place where it stood just now, it seemed that the little guy had used his claws to carve words on the stone. When they were connected together, they were——

Lihua looked down at the little guy who stayed in her hand obediently: "Are you trying to tell us that a total of 328 people died in this cave?"

The little guy squeaked a few more times in her hand, confirming her words with his voice.

Looking at the numbers on the stone, I fell into silence...

Gu Jinshu Fubi had already vomited uncontrollably before, and only slowed down after nothing could be vomited out.

This kind of impact was a scene that she could not imagine in either the real world or the world of immortality. When it became reality and unfolded before her eyes, she felt the pain of squeezing her heart in a daze.

In the cave communication room where they were outside the trail just now, she used her now flexible little body to shuttle through various corners of the cave, silently counting everyone who died here.

325...326...327...328...

328 people.

She had been shopping in Guxiang Town for a few days, and these people were almost half of the people in the town.

As she was carving the numbers, she could still hear the cries of babies, the helpless cries of girls, the painful cries of young people being tortured, and the old people who wanted to escape but couldn't. The fate of falling...

The little paw that was used to carve words was trembling more and more uncontrollably. He raised his little head and closed his eyes to try not to cry. When he lowered his head again, he used the other little paw to grab the hand that was used to carve words. Then he barely managed to finish writing the numbers.

Just in time, the Sixth Senior Brother came behind him with Lihua.

The person behind the scenes knew who it would be without even thinking about it, but she couldn't think of anyone other than the demon clan.

She couldn't agree with what the people of Guxiang Town did to drive the refugees out.

But she couldn't accept that human lives were being treated horribly as works of art for demons to appreciate.

Why? Why should humans become the playthings of their demon clan?

Who gave them this right?

Lin Yaoxuan: "It's getting more and more excessive...really...three hundred and twenty-eight lives, but when the mission hall released the mission, we were told that only a few people died..."

"We came here for the task and tried to solve it, but we were blocked again and again. Everyone we asked told us they didn't know, and they told us that we were making a mountain out of a molehill."

Lin Yaoxuan seemed to have his brain exploded, and laughed at himself: "Do they really know who is theirs?"

Lihua remained silent, feeling the change in his mood. Tears seemed to be coming out again. She sniffed, trying to stop herself from losing her composure.

Why... why do I feel so uncomfortable and chill...