The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Hu Daxin used more force with the knife in his hand, leaving a faint red mark on Liu Youxue's neck. He screamed in pain and begged for mercy.

"Tell me, why do you want to harm people? Who is your target?"

"I really don't know! She threatened my family, so I had to agree..."

Jiang Muxia narrowed her eyes slightly, with deep doubt in her eyes, "But why did she find you?"

"Two years ago, my son was ill, and we sought medical treatment everywhere but to no avail. I heard that the goddess in the Tianji Temple in Lu Village has great powers and will respond to any request. Whatever passes through her hands, will be fulfilled. I took my child to ask for medicine, and my son took the magic medicine she gave, and the disease was cured. At the end of last year, she sent someone to find me, saying that the gods had taken a liking to me and asked me to work for her. She said that I have a peculiar physique and a heavy evil spirit. If it is not removed in time, it will bring disaster to my family. It is my good fortune that the gods have taken a liking to me. Only by working for the gods can I offset the karma and my family will be safe and smooth. I was scared, I was really scared, so I agreed. Believe me, I really have no intention of hurting anyone. This bottle of medicine was given to me by her years ago, and I have never dared to use it."

After Liu Youxue let out the secret that had been buried in his heart for so long, he felt much better. He collapsed like a puddle of mud, his eyes dim and lifeless, as if the last bit of his soul had been sucked away.

Jiang Muxia and Tang Zhongbai looked at each other and asked the question in their hearts, "Do you know why she asked you to do this? What is her intention? Who is she targeting?"

Liu Youxue shook his head like leaves in the wind, "She didn't say, and I didn't dare to ask."

"Do you still have this kind of medicine at home? Do you know if she has given this kind of medicine to others?" Tang Zhongbai's voice was cold and murderous.

Liu Youxue shook his head again, indicating that he didn't know.

"Okay, you can go home. I warn you, pretend that what happened today never happened. If the Goddess of Tianji comes to find you again, inform me in time. Otherwise, you know the consequences." Tang Zhongbai said, signaling Hu Daxin to put down the knife and let him go home.

"Yes, thank you, sir..." When Liu Youxue learned that Tang Zhongbai was willing to let him go, a look of joy appeared on his face and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the energy that had been drained from his body had returned.

Tang Zhongbai had his own plans. He accidentally learned such a shocking secret from him. If he touched him today, it would alert the enemy. He had to let him go in order to lure out the person behind it.

After the others had crawled away, Hu Daxin asked the question in his mind, "Aren't you worried about letting the tiger go back to the mountain? I think this kid is very cunning and doesn't look like a good person."

Tang Zhongbai sneered and disdained this, "He is just a small character, he can't make any waves. Letting him go back will only give us more time to investigate Tianji Temple." He restrained his edge, his eyes fell on Jiang Muxia and said, "Do you know this temple?"

"Yes." Jiang Muxia nodded. "My grandmother's family is from Lu Village. Every year on the second day of the first lunar month, the Chaoguan will hold a grand opening ceremony in the village, which means that the whole village prays for a good year of weather and good harvests. I heard from my grandmother that the goddess has extraordinary magical powers and great magical powers. There is nothing she doesn't know. So she has a very high prestige in the entire Xing'an Town. If you really want to investigate her, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Tang Zhongbai nodded and said, "You are right, so we can't investigate openly, we can only do it secretly. There are no ghosts and gods in the world, they are all tricks to deceive people. She dares to use poison to harm people, and she has bad intentions. If she is not eliminated, it will cause disasters in the future. Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's "Red Book in the Belly of a Fish" is a lesson for us. If this person uses the same method to make trouble, the people will suffer in the end."

Jiang Muxia thought about what happened in her previous life and felt that Tang Zhongbai's worries were not unreasonable.

In the 16th year of Yuanhe, the kings of different surnames in the south rose up in rebellion, and people in many parts of the Central Plains responded and rose up. However, in the end, these rebels were suppressed by the emperor's younger brother, Prince Rong Liu Qiong, in just over a month.

But the number of casualties was so numerous that she later learned that the three or four towns in the north of Suanzao County were almost empty. Now that she thought about it, it was the fault of this goddess.

"Okay, be careful, I'm afraid she's not the only one in Suanzao County. And remind my brother to be alert, this time they are clearly targeting him."

The night was as cold as water, and it was already midnight when the three of them hurried back to the city under the moonlight.

Jiang Muxia pushed the door open and walked in. A boy of about eight or nine years old was sitting under the lantern on the porch in the front yard, dozing off while leaning against the railing.

The child was awakened by the creaking sound of the door opening. He sat up straight, raised his hand to rub his eyes, and after seeing who was coming, he hurried to greet them.

Jiang Muxia was extremely alert. When she heard the noise, she put her hand on the whip at her waist. She took a closer look and found that the child was Yuanbao. She breathed a sigh of relief and was puzzled as to why the child had not left at such a late hour.

"Master, you are finally back. Are you okay?" Yuanbao's little face was full of worry.

Jiang Muxia was surprised. "It's okay. It's so late. Why haven't you gone home yet? Didn't I ask Yangyang to tell you that I have something tonight and let you take a day off? Why didn't he tell you?"

"I have said it, but Master said that Kung Fu will become rusty if you don't practice it for a day. Although I dare not be lazy, I cannot disobey Master's orders. I have to meet Master and say hello before I dare to go home and rest." Yuanbao said seriously.

"Your serious attitude towards studying is good, but we also have to learn to be flexible, right? Master won't blame you. On the contrary, if your mother and family members worry because of waiting for me, I will feel guilty. Today is the first time and the last time. In the future, I will be busier and busier, and I won't have much time to teach you. You have to learn to review the old lessons I taught you. Confucius also said that reviewing the old can help you learn new things. The most taboo in learning the whip is to be impatient for quick success and instant benefits. Repeated practice is the right way. Do you understand?" She had long discovered that this child had a stubborn temper, and advised him earnestly.

"Master, I understand. I won't do it again. When you're not around, I'll go home and practice hard."

"Okay. I'll take you home." Jiang Muxia took his little hand and walked out of the yard.

The next morning, Jiang Muxia drove back to the village. When passing by the stone sedan, the shallow water of the Qingshui River was flowing, and the fields were full of villagers.

When they arrived at Qingfeng Villa, Xu Zao and Fu Zi and Zhou Yue had already started working.

The well has been dug three meters deep, but the soil is still dry.

Jiang Muxia took out a wooden barrel from the house, set up the cart, and drove to the river. While there was water in the river, she had to hurry and water the dozen acres of poplar saplings on the hill. These saplings would be the foundation of the thousand-acre forest in the future, so they couldn't be left without any mistakes.

Jiang Mutao and the children followed her, and it took her two days to water the saplings.

When she dragged her tired body back to the villa, Jiang Zaohua, who was waiting for her, had red eyes when she saw her and tears rolled down her cheeks.

While wiping her tears, Jiang Muxia looked at Li Jiru who was standing beside her with a puzzled look.