System: The Path of a Mortal Being Stronger Through Being a Mother

Lin Miao made such a big fuss that the village chief got the news and hurried to the Qian family. His legs were shaking so hard that sparks were coming out of them.

Everyone made way for the village chief.

Lin Miao looked at the old man in front of her. He seemed upright on the surface, but there was a thread of kinship entangled with Qian Xiaomei.

This old man is having an affair with that old lady Qian?

Shocking secret!

Lin Miao looked at the aggressive Village Chief Qian and a meaningful smile appeared on her face.

Village Chief Qian and the old man from the Qian family are cousins ​​who have been together for a long time.

The two men are almost the same age, but Village Chief Qian looks younger.

Lin Miao clicked her tongue: Men should also pay attention to their image.

When Village Chief Qian saw that his illegitimate daughter was beaten, he was outrageous.

This stolen treasure is the most fragrant.

Qian Xiaomei didn’t know the relationship between herself and Village Chief Qian, but people’s feelings were not to be deceived, and she knew that her cousin was especially good to her.

She said coquettishly with a swollen face: "Uncle, look how this old witch beat me up. You have to take charge of this for me. We can't let people from other villages bully us."

Village Chief Qian said to Lin Miao fiercely, "You are so unreasonable, woman. You came to our Qianjia Village to make trouble. Now apologize to our little sister and leave here. Otherwise, I will send you to the government office and punish you."

After hearing this, Lin Miao looked at Village Chief Qian in surprise and said, "Oh, isn't this my father-in-law? He's in trouble, but you're faster than the head of the family."

When Village Chief Qian heard this, he was shocked: What does this woman mean? Why do I feel like she is hinting at something? Then he thought, no, she must be talking nonsense on purpose.

So he shouted, "You ignorant woman, you have no idea what shame is. I am the head of this village, and it is my duty to drive out outsiders and protect the people of my village."

Lin Miao came out today and deliberately wore the Taoist robe that Lin Dahua usually wore when he went out to perform rituals. This was just to act cool.

She looked puzzled: "You know shame. I am a cultivator. Tell me, what is the relationship between you and Qian Xiaomei? My eyes will not lie."

When the people around heard this, they were shocked.

The people in this world believe in Taoism, and Taoism is prevalent.

However, few people have actually seen a truly capable monk.

Village Chief Qian's face suddenly turned red. He was shocked. Was this woman just lying by chance, or could she really see through it?

No matter what, she needs to get out of here as soon as possible and not be allowed to talk nonsense anymore.

Mrs. Qian's face turned pale, and she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Mother-in-law, don't talk nonsense. Don't we know whether you have any skills or not? You can't bear a grudge against us and make up nonsense just because of the child's careless words. I heard that you were beaten up a few days ago because you helped someone with something and they called you a liar."

Lin Miao: ...Fortunately, I now really know how to see things and solve them.

Lin Miao said coldly, "Humph, people are stupid, but you will eventually understand. I don't have time to mind your business. My grandson is sick, and I need to go see him. What do these dirty things of yours have to do with me? In the future, don't let me hear anyone slandering my daughter, or I will not be polite."

When the villagers heard this, they were all horrified. This Taoist woman was so powerful and they couldn't afford to offend her.

At this time, Qian Gui, the honest young man came back from the house with red eyes.

He yelled to everyone outside: "Stop making noise here, Baozhu, Baozhu is dying, wuwuwu..."

There was despair in the grown man's cry.

Lin Miao no longer paid attention to the people outside. Her actions just now were not without purpose.

As soon as she approached the yard, she felt an external force pulling at a soul. The soul was determined not to follow, but its power was too weak and it looked like it was about to collapse.

Lin Miao felt the soul's fear and helplessness.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly gathered her pitiful spiritual power to protect the little shadow, letting him hide behind her.

The external force could no longer find its target and was running around everywhere.

This is......

Stealing life? This technique is also described in the inheritance jade slip. It is a technique that damages one's virtue. Normal practitioners will not use it. However, some people who have not made any progress in their practice will do whatever it takes to make money, and will do anything shady.

Practitioners pay attention to cause and effect. They cannot attack innocent people casually, nor will they help others casually.

If the person who was helped comes back to life and does good deeds, the caster of the spell will be blessed; if the person who comes back to life does evil, the caster of the spell will suffer backfire.

But if it is a transaction of money, it is a different matter. It all depends on how serious the good and evil are.

If it is a minor crime, it will not affect the caster. If it is a serious crime of good or evil, the caster cannot escape even if it is a transaction.

There were so many people gathered here that the external force couldn't find its target. It seemed that it didn't like the excessive yang energy, so it withdrew.

Lin Miao breathed a sigh of relief, stopped paying attention to these people, and quickly went into Zhang Qingqing's room.

Zhang Qingqing held her son's thin body in her arms in a daze. The 8-year-old boy was already skin and bones due to the recent torture.

Next to them, a little girl of 4 or 5 years old stood timidly, looking at the few people blankly with her big eyes, appearing very helpless.

Lin Miao stroked Zhang Qingqing's shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, mother is here. Go get the child some water."

Zhang Qingqing saw his mother coming, and finally uttered the voice that he had been holding back for a long time: "Mom, Baozhu, Baozhu..."

Lin Miao patted her again and took out a small ginseng whisker from her sleeve. This was the wool she had gathered in her previous life. Before she left, she went to the mountains and put several larger ginsengs into her own space, leaving only a few very small ones for those who came later.

That old ginseng is a spiritual ginseng, so its descendants shouldn’t be too weak.

But this beard is that grandfather's beard.

Zhang Qingqing brought some water, and Lin Miao crushed the ginseng roots with a spoon, soaked them in water, and fed them to Qian Baozhu little by little.

As the child's face gradually regained color, the timid little soul slowly lay down.

Everyone couldn't see the soul return to the body, but they could see that the child's face was not as pale as before, and his breathing became stronger.

Zhang Qingqing and Qian Gui both caressed their son excitedly, with hope on their faces.

Lin Miao looked at the black pendant on the child's neck, narrowed her eyes, and said to the people outside: "Everyone go back, the child needs quiet, we will talk again when the child is better."

The villagers of Qianjia Village dispersed. The village chief looked at Lin Miao viciously. As everyone was watching, it was not a good idea to argue when the child was sick, so he had to leave.

But he knew that many people would doubt the relationship between him and Qian Xiaomei, and the feud was created.

If Lin Miao knew that he was so angry, she would definitely sneer at him: It's done, just stretch out your claws and see.

After dispersing the crowd, Mrs. Qian tried to come in awkwardly, but Lin Miao said rudely, "Go and do your work, mother-in-law. This room is small and there is no room for so many people."

At the same time, she winked at Zhang Qingqing.

Zhang Qingqing knew that her mother had something to say, so she pushed her mother-in-law and sister-in-law out and closed the door.

Qian Gui felt a little embarrassed. He knew what was good and what was bad. After his son fell ill, his mother was very stingy and refused to give him any money. All the wages he earned and the money from selling autumn crops were in his mother's hands. How could he have the money? It was his wife who brought back money from her poor family several times before he could barely afford to buy some herbal medicine for his son.

He was also very sad. He didn't understand why his mother didn't feel sorry for her grandson when he was the only son in the family and would be the one to take care of her in her old age.

Lin Miao asked Qian Gui to guard the door, and he did so obediently. He thought that his mother-in-law was going to perform a ritual to cure her son's illness!

Others said that his mother-in-law was a fraudulent Taoist priest and had no knowledge of Taoist magic at all, but at this moment, he hoped that his mother-in-law really did know Taoist magic, as long as it could save his son.

Lin Miao's hand was attached with a little spiritual power. She took a handkerchief and took off the pendant on the child's neck, then threw the pendant into the spittoon next to her. That was the urinal that the child had used these days. Zhang Qingqing was not feeling well, and the urine from last night had not been poured out, so there was still some urine from the child in it.

There was a sizzling sound, and a puff of black smoke rose up, followed by blood-like bubbles.

Zhang Qingqing screamed in shock and looked at her mother in horror: "Mom...what, what's going on?"

Lin Miao's face was a little pale. She had too little spiritual power now. It was still because of the system's golden finger. Otherwise, with her qualifications, she might not be able to draw energy into her body in one night.

No matter what kind of cultivation one does, in the end it is to draw on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use. Now, she only has a little spiritual energy, which was gone in an instant.

She waved her hand, not caring about the dirt anymore, and lay down beside the child: "Go, make something delicious for your mother."

As she spoke, she gave Zhang Qingqing one or two taels of silver. This girl had gone to her home to borrow money a few days ago. The Qian family's money was all in the hands of the old woman, so it was estimated that Qingqing couldn't touch a single cent.

Otherwise, this silly kid is just blindly trying to do something stupid. He let his mother-in-law and sister-in-law ruin his reputation, but got nothing in return. He just kept going straight and hard.

Zhang Qingqing concealed her surprise, closed the door, and said to her husband, "You stay outside and take care of mother, son and daughter."

She quickly took the silver and went to the houses of her acquaintances in the village to buy some rice, flour, meat and eggs.

When she got home, she went into the kitchen to cook for her mother and children.

Qian Xiaomei was cursing the Zhang mother and daughter in her mother's room.

Mrs. Qian wiped her daughter's face with medicine. Her dull face showed a virtuous look: "Child, why are you in such a hurry? Wait a minute..."

His eyes were full of calculation and ferocity.

Old man Qian's eyes flickered as he looked at little sister Qian's face again and again.