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Accompanied by vague whimpers, there was a muffled sound of limbs rubbing against the loess behind him.

Those people weren't coming for them.

Quan Ying withdrew the Saga sword that had already appeared, and followed Song Hui'an back.

Several villagers pressed a crooked gray figure to the ground.

The suppressed person is struggling, his thin and old body is not capable of anything, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just trembling and rattling.

The man's head was also held down by someone pulling his hair, so he could only groan and bury his face in the soil and rub it a few times. His messy hair had already been caked with dust because it hadn't been washed for a long time, and now it was stained with dust again, let alone the original graying.

"Hold on, hold on, tie her up!"

"Don't let this old mad woman get out again! How bad luck!"

Not him, but her.

The leader of the village tied the person behind his back with a hemp rope. Seeing that the person was still trembling and showing a fierce look, he viciously grabbed the stones on the ground and beat her on the back more than ten times, regardless of his life or death.People around can almost hear the reverberation of bones breaking.

"woo woo woo woo!……"

The man groaned in pain, but still did not utter a word.

From this point of view, this person is either stupid or dumb, but right now she is restrained and unable to move, she looks more like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, without any dignity of being a living person.

Quan Ying's heart was full of alarm bells, fearing that this scene would bring back bad memories of Song Hui'an, so she carefully observed Song Hui'an's face.

Seeing Song Hui'an frowning slightly, he quickly squeezed the soft flesh in his palm, and said softly: "Brother Zhu, do you hurt from being hit? Let me rub it for you."

"No, I'm fine," Song Hui'an said, "Master, who is this? Why did you treat her like this?"

The old man said: "Her? Hey, that's Mrs. Qin, the old widow in our village. She suddenly went crazy and stupid. Her daughter-in-law couldn't restrain her, she offered food and drink, but she still ran out to steal Other people's things, stealing chickens and dogs, and abducting other children's dolls as grandchildren. After a long time, her daughter-in-law couldn't control her, so the whole village brought her out together and raised her in a small house at the end of the village. One household per day in the whole village Just let her eat and not let her starve to death."

Just at this time, the villagers pulled the old lady Qin up from the ground, and the human eyes could vaguely see the old woman's physical signs through the thin clothing.She was pressed down on the ground just now, her face and body were covered with yellow dirt, so that people could not see her face clearly.She seemed to be frightened by the beating, her legs couldn't exert all her strength at this moment, her body slanted to one side, and she had to be lifted and barely stood up.

She half-opened her mouth in a hmm-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

She seemed to see Quan Ying and Song Hui'an not far away, stuck out her tongue, panted "haha" as if flattering, and let other villagers drag her away.

Quan Ying couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and wondered, "Her son doesn't care about her?"

The old man took a puff of dry cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke from between his yellow and black rotten teeth and dry and chapped lips, and began to babble again: "Her daughter-in-law is Chen Jinshi, the little widow is pitiful without a husband or child." , Every man in the family has difficulty arable land, rice and noodles are almost impossible to grow in the field, how can I control this old lunatic?"

"Young master, it's not that we are cruel, we are helping her, besides, the whole village is terrified that this old crazy woman can't be controlled, it's not that there is a goose missing in your yard tonight, The little grandson who was playing at the gate of tomorrow was kidnapped by the stinky grandma, how can we let her mess around!"

Just bullshit.

Although this Chen Jinshi looks like a poor family, her backyard is not poor at all.The whole village lives under a cloud, and the fence in Chen Jin's backyard is not a towering copper wall or an iron wall, but a few rotten earth embryo walls. An adult can count the pigs in her yard with a little tiptoe. She is poor. .

Although I don't know the reason, what is certain is that not only Chen Jinshi, but the old man, and even the whole village are lying.

Tell a big lie.

He was thinking secretly, when he heard someone not far away say: "My fellow, excuse me, we are disciples of the Shandezong of Jiyuan, we traveled through this place, and heard that there are ghosts haunting this place, which have not yet been eradicated, please let us have a try. "

"Hey, living god, you came at the right time. It will be half July soon, and we are afraid that this ghost uncle has a bad temper and will punish us in our village."

"Don't panic, with us here, that ghost can't hurt you at all. It's just that this ghost festival is not an auspicious day, why does the whole village seem to be arranging a festival celebration?"

"Living gods, you don't know. Firstly, our village is here to worship our ancestors tomorrow, and secondly, we are afraid of angering the uncle ghost by displaying objects to ward off evil spirits. Please don't blame us for the living gods. Since they are driving away, they will also drive away." If you don’t leave, you can’t get rid of it, after so many years, we only want to be good yin and yang neighbors with that person.”

Quan Ying heard the reputation and looked over, and saw three Nascent Soul cultivators standing gracefully on the village road, wearing black school uniforms that were exactly the same as the disciples of the Shandezong he had seen in Danxia Town.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators looked young, with smiling faces, which was very touching. One could tell at a glance that they were highly cultivated inner sect disciples with excellent aptitude and promising future.

After hearing the villagers introduce the situation of the village and invite them to stay at home, the three of them discussed in low voices, and the headed monk Yumian smiled and said, "Thank you." He said: "Brother Duan, Brother Cheng, why don't you two live with us too, because we live close together, and we can take care of us in exorcising ghosts at night."

The surnamed Duan said: "That's not necessary. The Chen family village is barren. How can we bother one family? Wouldn't it be a waste of labor for others? My junior and I will find another family. After we have made arrangements, we will work together again. Discuss the strategy of exorcising ghosts and suppressing evil at night, what do you think?"

Seeing this, Quan Ying narrowed her eyes.

He also felt quite familiar with the white clothes, the material was woven from the century-old silkworm king's white gold ice silk, and was adorned with gold and jade, so luxurious, isn't it the school uniform of the Scarlet Cloud Sect?

The disciple of the Shandezong nodded and said: "Brother Duan is right. My juniors and I will go to take care of chores. Tomorrow will be July and a half, and the gate of ghosts will be wide open. It is a good time to get rid of ghosts, and it is easy. We all pay more attention to bad timing when we get into trouble."

He sighed, and said again: "It's a pity that Brother Yuxian didn't want to come this time to exorcise ghosts. He insisted on escorting his young juniors back to Mount Rong. Alas, his ghost-suppressing, mourning, and killing joy can't be compared. It is said to be unique, if we have him with us in this ghost town, we can increase our chances of winning."

Duan said indifferently: "Brother Zhang, there is no need to worry. Even if our five Nascent Soul cultivators can't eradicate the evil spirits, we will be able to escape completely. If Tushui Chiyunzong and Jiyuan Shandezong join forces, what mistakes can we make?"

"Then I will accept Brother Duan's auspicious words."

The black-clothed disciples smiled and said goodbye to the members of the Scarlet Cloud Sect, and were led into the house by the villagers who had just been accosted, and bought accommodation and food for them.

But the wooden beads that Quan Ying put in his purse suddenly trembled at this moment, rubbing against his legs through the cloth.

Quan Ying has been thinking about how to please Song Hui'an these days, almost forgetting his existence.He froze for a few seconds before he was sure it was Zishu's soul.

The poor child was put into the wooden bead, and he had been training for more than half a month. Although he lost his memory due to being sealed away by Quan Ying as a human being, the unfamiliar sense of familiarity still forcibly awakened his consciousness when he heard the name of the master.

Seeing the two Scarlet Cloud Sect disciples walking towards them, Quan Ying didn't change his face, just gently covered the purse with one hand, and used his fingertips to penetrate the fabric with mana to appease the restless soul of the young man.

Who am I?Who do you have?The Scarlet Cloud Sect is related to me, why don't you let me see them?

I'm here, I'm here!

The bewilderment and helplessness of the young soul was conveyed to Quan Ying.Quan Ying sighed.

He also knew that the child was in such a bad situation because he went out and ignored the almanac. When the time was right, he would send him back to the master's school in one piece, lest the heavens will misjudge the number of people's lives. Come on him.

But the so-called mature time is by no means now.

Quan Ying smiled on the surface, chatting and laughing with Song Hui'an until the two passed them.The surname Duan saw that he was also running in the underworld, so he took a closer look at him, and when he turned around, he saw the beauty in white clothes with untied hair beside him, and his eyes widened immediately.

Song Hui'an only felt that he looked like a very frivolous and rude disciple, so he snorted softly and turned his eyes away from him.

This is extremely rude contempt, but in the eyes of surnamed Duan, but because the beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds, it gives rise to some traces of arrogance that is reasonable and can be played with.

The one surnamed Cheng saw that his companion was useless, coughed dryly, and hurriedly said: "Little friend, we are disciples of the Tushui Chiyun Sect. Next, Cheng Yunchu, this is my senior brother named Duan Zhongming. I don't know how you two fellow Taoists call?"

"The two Taoists are friendly and angry," Quan Ying said with a smile, "My name is Quan Mu, and this is my elder brother A Zhu. The two of us came from the east and passed by here. You two are also here to suppress ghosts?"

Cheng Yunchu said: "Exactly."

Duan Zhongming murmured: "Elegant and transparent, not stained with common dust, just like the thin bamboo in the mountains, it really is as famous as the person. Good name, good name."

Quan Ying: "..."

Song Hui'an sneered.

"Senior brother, we still have business to do," Cheng Yunchu tugged on Duan Zhongming's sleeve, and said to the two, "Where do you two come from?"

Quan Ying rushed ahead of Song Hui'an, and said with a smile: "It's just a casual cultivator, and I don't have much ability. I don't know if the two fellow Taoists can let my brother and I see a thing or two when we are exorcising ghosts? We are all casual cultivators who think about their own practice, Taoism Lowly, I hope that the two fellow Taoists will not be offended."

"It's nothing," Cheng Yunchu said with a smile, "Where are you two staying overnight? Tonight, I'll ask you to come with us."

"The eighth household at the entrance of the village is, thank you fellow daoist."

"You're welcome, you and I are both traveling abroad, and helping each other is the real thing. I have something to do with my brother, so let's go first. Farewell."

"Master Zhu, my junior brother and I are leaving first," Duan Zhongming finally came to his senses, still looking at Song Hui'an reluctantly, "I'll see you later."

"Farewell."

Quan Ying waved the two of them away, said goodbye to the old man, and led Song Hui'an to walk around the village again. As Quan Ying expected, the livestock in the whole village were well-raised, which was completely different from the usual barren mountain villages. different.

But they still maintain a uniform barrenness on the surface.

Moreover, apart from the fact that every household is equipped with gatehouses, there is still a little doubt in Chenjia Village.

The village is too quiet.All the pigs in Chenjia Village are fat and plentiful, and there is no peace because of the haunting, so why did they not raise that animal.

Even Song Hui'an, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time without checking people's sentiments, could see this.

He compared the other villages he had seen along the way, and whispered to Quan Ying: "Amu, why doesn't anyone in this village keep dogs?"

[The author has something to say: Girls who have forgotten the Scarlet Cloud Sect can review the previous volume~]