Be a God Inquisitor from Scratch

Not only the boy, but also the leaves of Asahi finally looked not so thin, and the hunter also had a shiny face.

The three people's gratitude to Qing Xiao deepened day by day.

If the system had a favorable opinion, the values ​​of these three people would definitely be off the charts.

Sure enough, food is a sharp weapon to bring people closer.

"My lord! Here we are!" said the hunter happily.

Turning over a small mound, Qing Xiao passed the man's back and looked at it from a distance. The terrain under the mound was leveled into a neat farmland. The dark green of midsummer dyed the girl's eyes, and a long jade-like river lay horizontally on the ground. In the middle of the farmland, the surface of the river is sparkling.

A narrow road extends from the foot all the way to the village and disappears into the houses. The small wooden houses are arranged in sequence along the dirt road, scattered and gathered to form a village.

At the end of the road, compared with the small and dilapidated houses, there is a tall and brightly colored shrine. Of course, in the eyes of the girl, this is nothing more than the contrast between the dilapidated wooden houses and the slightly visible wooden houses.

In short, it is a sentence-the ancient people were in dire straits.

"Cough!" Qing Xiao suppressed her desire to complain, and walked forward: "Let's go." Several people followed closely behind.

Before approaching the village, Qing Xiao suddenly saw a group of people standing under a tree in the distance. They didn't cook at this time, but gathered here... Could it be robbers?She was vigilant, ready to draw out September at any time.

After approaching, she saw clearly the person at the front of the crowd, and she lowered her vigilance a little.

An old woman in a bright priestess costume stood at the front with a bow and arrow on her back. Her silver hair was tied high into a ponytail. Although her face was old, she looked majestic.

After the witch looked at Qing Xiao from a distance, she bowed respectfully, and seeing her move, the people behind the witch immediately crawled down.

Because she was too far away, Qing Xiao had no time to stop her, and for no reason was kneeled down by dozens of people. She felt that the number of years she lost her life could be multiplied by ten.

"It's only been ten days since Shikigami asked for help, and my lord came here so quickly. It's really an unbearable blessing for this village to be so sympathetic to my lord."

The old witch's tone was gentle, and Qing Xiao knew that she had misunderstood the person, so she quickly explained.

"Although I don't know what you are talking about, I am indeed not the adult you are waiting for. I am just passing by. Can you let them get up and stop kneeling."

The witch was startled, but she bowed deeply: "My lord, your spiritual power is so powerful, it's really hard for me not to mistake you for the lord who came from Heianjing, please don't blame me."

Qing Xiao rubbed her forehead, feeling her head hurt so much, why can't this person understand what people are saying?Can't get up and talk?Is talking on your knees fun?Why do people in this place like to kneel!She is so annoying!

"Don't blame me, don't blame me, can I get them up? If I kneel down again, I think my life will be shortened." Qing Xiao walked over to try to pull the witch up.

Unexpectedly, the witch mistook this sentence as a blame, and moved faster than her, and knelt down and fell deeply on the ground together with other villagers.

The speed was too fast, Qing Xiao didn't have time to react, she stretched out her hand with a dull expression, and was at a loss among a group of kneeling crowd.

Qing Xiao: "..." The liver hurts from riding a horse.

The girl is angry, and it is not good to say harsh words, otherwise these people are afraid that they will commit suicide and apologize in minutes.

She simply turned her head and asked Ma Zhiye to communicate, then gave the hunter who wanted to kneel down with her a hard look, and walked away.

As early as so many days, Qing Xiao had emphasized it many times, and she was used to treating this adult equally. When she returned to the village, she realized that she was indeed Meng Lang. There is a vague line of sight over there.

He was neither kneeling nor standing, he froze in place, at a loss what to do.

Asahiba glanced helplessly at the girl's angry back, asked the boy to catch up, and immediately stepped forward to help the witch to explain the situation.

Qingxiao walked all the way to the thickest tree at the edge of the village, and kicked the stone on the ground resentfully. Falling into annoyance and unable to extricate themselves.

Someone walked over in small steps, Qing Xiao turned around, it turned out to be a boy.

The boy now is not as pitiful as before. His skin is white and tender, his face is round, and his black eyes are shining like two obsidian stones. He looks very cute and cute.

In fact, these days, the boy is very dependent on Ma Zhiye and doesn't get close to other people. Although he can occasionally find him casting admiring glances from time to time, Qing Xiao is not very close to the boy.

However, after seeing those black eyes, for some reason, she subconsciously poured out her complaints to the child.

"Boy, listen to me, when you grow up, don't become this kind of person."

The boy blinked and nodded.

"Only the worst kind of people are full of self-righteous thoughts and don't listen to other people's advice. This kind of people take jujube pills." Qing Xiao said angrily.

The boy looked at her worriedly and said, "My lord, please don't be angry."

The girl sighed heavily, squatted down, looked into those dark eyes, and said seriously: "I'm not angry, but regretful."

The boy was a little confused and said this word: "Regret?" In his young worldview, this word never appeared.

"That's right..." The girl's eyes turned from him to a farther place, with confusion.

After killing monsters before, she found that she didn't have any psychological barriers. At first, Qing Xiao thought that her psychological quality was excellent.

But later, she discovered that this was not the case. The actions of Asahiba, the boy, the priestess, and these villagers revealed an attitude towards the cruel world that she was accustomed to, which made her very concerned.

Qing Xiao couldn't help talking to the boy about thoughts that would never appear in this era.

"Obviously everyone is human, why do they have to be so humble, as if I am human, and they are just grass and trees, scattered at will for you to slaughter, why can't I see any dignity in their hearts? Is it my request? Is it too high?"

After finishing speaking, remembering what era she was in, Qing Xiao felt helpless, sighed and said to herself: "Perhaps I was really wrong, because my requirements were too high. This is how they survived. Come to me to criticize at will."

After listening to her in silence, the boy suddenly said something surprising: "You are not the same kind of people."

The girl was startled.

"You have such great power, but they are just ordinary humans. The gap is so big, like a natural white cloud and the sludge on the ground. As a person of the white cloud, it is not your fault that you cannot understand the pain of the sludge. It's not the mud's fault, but the world's fault."

Qing Xiao: "???" Wait a minute, did the boy say some classic lines.

At this time, it was rare for Qing Xiao to look squarely at the son of Asahiba... Such words, in such an era, could this person be the villain of the future... Her eyes gradually became subtle, and fell on the boy, and the boy was a little worried Uneasy, he just spoke the words hidden in his heart.

Suddenly, the girl felt a power in him, is this... spiritual power?

The boy looked up at the girl Ruyue's face, and said in a serious tone: "You don't have to worry about this, there will always be someone with the same strength as you in the world who understands your thoughts."

Qing Xiao's expression became more and more complicated: "..." Don't be a villain, wait a minute!

The boy said seriously, but what Qing Xiao thought about was the spiritual power in him.

Why didn't she find out before, did she suddenly wake up now?Before she could investigate carefully, the spiritual power suddenly disappeared again.

Qing Xiao: "Huh?"

The boy tilted his head: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Looking at this well-behaved and cute boy, Qing Xiao felt that she might be thinking too much, and she wasn't watching, she wasn't the protagonist of some otome game, how could she just pick up a doll on the road and be the villain? Just kidding, she has such a Good luck, why haven't you caught a chicken yet!

The girl put away all the conjectures in her heart and rubbed his hair: "It's okay, let's go back."

Qing Xiao took the boy's hand and walked back, Ma Zhiye was already smiling and waiting for her not far away.

"The boy didn't cause you any trouble, did he?" Ma Zhiye patted his son lovingly.

The girl smiled: "No, he is a very good boy."

"That's good." Ma Zhiye breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Miko is already waiting for you to pass."

Speaking of those people, Qing Xiao was a little bit reluctant: "Don't they dare to come over, let you come over as a weak woman? Don't be afraid that I will get angry, how about you?!"

Seeing that she was making a fuss, Ma Zhiye had a smile in his eyes: "My lord, I asked for it on my own initiative."

She said in a gentle tone what she firmly believed in: "Because I know that you, who care about the villagers kneeling down, are so gentle and kind, and you will never hurt me casually."

The boy nodded vigorously.

This is blowing too much!The girl wanted to cover her face.

Her cheeks were hot, she tried not to turn her head away to prevent Ma Zhiye from seeing her blushing, and pushed her forward: "Let's go." After repeated failures, she was too lazy to correct the attitudes of these people, so she could only work hard. Convince yourself not to take it personally.

These people are amazed and grateful to her just because they have never been treated equally. She doesn't want to be influenced by these words, gradually take their admiration for granted, and become arrogant, that is the road to self-destruction.

The villagers have gone back, only the witch mother-in-law and a little girl stayed,

"My lord, please don't be angry."

Qing Xiao scratched her face in embarrassment: "I just can't figure it out, it has nothing to do with you, sorry."

The witch mother-in-law smiled: "You are too gentle, we did something wrong, how can I ask you to apologize."

It started again, commercial flattery, first familiar and second familiar, Qing Xiao twitched her lips and waved: "Next topic."

Seeing that she really didn't like to be complimented, the witch stopped talking and asked her to go to the shrine with respect. Qing Xiao could see that this mother-in-law had a hard time controlling herself not to salute.

Is it unnecessary for her to ask so much?Because, to other grown-ups, she always has to salute. If she lost her life just because of her disrespect, that would be too tragic.

The author has something to say: Heroine: I probably think too much.

Script: OK, fg plugged in.

Hahahahaha, I made you look bad before.

Author Bababa: About the textual research, let me explain, first of all, the reason for not eating meat in the Heian period was because the emperor worshiped Buddha, and it was ordered many times. It took many years to continue from the Nara period to gradually form a habit, and it was repeatedly banned. There are many butcher shops selling meat under the guise of selling medicine, and there are also tricks such as counting rabbits as birds in order to eat meat.

Secondly, the real Heianjing aristocrats are extremely weak because they don’t eat meat all the year round and suffer from malnutrition. They don’t like to take a bath, have many diseases and thieves, and die young... If you really want to see the 1.4-meter Yuan Boya and the 1.5-meter Is it sunny, the heroine stands out from the crowd, and stands out from the crowd [etc.]

Then, this is an era of superficiality, there are monsters, onmyojis and witches, etc. from the Neon native Shintoism, if you don’t have the power, forget it, listen to the emperor, but you can summon the wind and rain, and you can also be with the emperor To abide by Buddhist precepts, I am really not afraid of being beaten to death by 800 million gods 23333

Finally, with the fighting power of the original weak chicken in the Heian era, all the weak willows and the wind do not eat meat. The monsters have already raised people in captivity as food, and they also play with hammers. Only peace can be romantic. As long as people are not stupid in wartime, they will eat meat .

PS: If you deduce it, you will find that if there is spiritual power and gods, then the personal power is higher than the social power structure, then the emperor is just a display, and when one person can defeat ten thousand people, such a class composition will be extremely harsh and unacceptable shake.

The above is the deduction about this world, and it is all comprehensive, don’t think about the original Heianjing, the three-dimensional appearance will make people disillusioned