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Qiqi, who was also affected by superconductivity, lowered her head. The ground under her feet froze a small piece of ice elemental power released by her emotional fluctuations. Her friend stepped on the ice to cover up the unusual tracks and continued to break down the ice.Qiqi later realized that she seemed to be in trouble, she controlled the overflowing power in her body, and withdrew the ice elemental power.

"Yes, I'm sorry." She pinched her skirt and kneaded it uneasily, "I didn't control my strength well."

What he could do, of course, was to forgive her.The friend patted the bamboo hat symbolically, and took Qi Qi to ask the surrounding residents for houses that could be borrowed.

The villagers who love to gossip naturally had a discussion with the rare stranger in this village. They thought that the two would leave soon, but unexpectedly they chose to live here temporarily.The villagers asked the reason curiously, "Stay in this remote village? If you go out of the village and walk for an hour or two, you can go to the city and stay in a better hotel."

"We didn't mean to eavesdrop just now." The friend smiled and distributed the wine in his wine bag to several villagers. His hearty and generous demeanor narrowed the distance with the villagers. I'm very interested, so I want to stay a few more days to meet that son of God."

On weekdays, they can only drink weak turbid wine in villages and towns, and the villagers who have no money to drink better sake will share wine with them without hesitation when they see this man, with the same smile on their faces, "So it is In this way, it’s easy to talk about.”

"I remember that there is an old man living alone opposite the family. You can ask him if he is willing." Someone who knows each villager said, he pointed in the direction of the village from afar, "The old man likes to post The scriptures, you used to find them easily."

The friend who had the general direction thanked him, and took Qiqi to the direction of the village.The head of the village is not as lively as the inside of the village. The quiet and cold road is mixed with the sound of residents chanting sutras in Sanskrit and occasionally crying from the depths of the house.

The first thing that caught the eye and was discovered by friends was the refurbished gate that was out of place in this poor village. Both sides of the gate post were carved with carving knives to look like lotus flowers, and the heavy wooden door was pushed open from the inside with a creak. A couple helped each other out, and their faces were still stained with tears.The lotus pond built in the courtyard to accompany the lotus on the gatepost can be barely seen from the crack of the door, but in this season there are only green and yellow lotus leaves in the pond.

Is this where the Son of God the villagers said lived?

The friend seemed to feel it, he held Qiqi's palm tightly to comfort the trembling girl, and the warm palm eased Qiqi's uneasiness and anger, "The old man that the villagers said is on the other side...is it this?"

He looked in the opposite direction of the wooden door, and it was a villager's residence with a dilapidated house.The gate of this resident is covered with scripture-related manuscripts, and various props for exorcising evil spirits are hung up. If you get closer to that side, you can easily hear the sound of chanting scriptures from inside.

For a moment, my friend didn't really want to knock on this door.

Just from the outside, it can be seen that this is a villager who believes in traditional Shinto. Seeing the attitude of expelling them as evil, my friend worried that not only could he and Qiqi not find a place to live, he might be driven away.But he always wanted to give it a try, so a friend knocked on the door of this family.

The door was opened, and an old man in a simple monk's robe stood at the door. He glanced at the opposite door in disgust and turned to the two people wearing bamboo hats who knocked on the door, "What do you want?"

"Hi, my sister and I would like to stay here for a few days." The friend lifted the bamboo hat slightly to reveal half of his face, "We will pay for the rent."

The old man saw half of the face of the other party. He was a young man with a scar on the bridge of his nose and a samurai sword on his waist. However, he was not as arrogant as those samurai outside, but had a kind face on his face.Such a comparison greatly increased the old man's affection for his friends, he opened most of the door, "Of course, come in, young man?"

"Then I will bother you." Friends and Qi Qi stepped across the threshold and entered the courtyard.

There are several shelves in the yard, and the scriptures that the old man just finished writing are spread out on the shelves, and they develop a strange smell under the sun.Wisteria flowers are also planted in the courtyard, and the scent of wisteria flowers mixed with the smell of the scriptures makes the courtyard smell messy.

After entering the more private courtyard, the friend took off the bamboo hats on his and Qiqi's heads. He looked at the expression in the old man's eyes, and there was no disgust or fear that he had encountered before. Except for the initial surprise, there was no ups and downs in the old man's eyes.

The old man moved away some bookshelves that blocked the road, and led the two of them into the house, "I live here alone, and I haven't cleaned up so many rooms. Is it okay for you two to live in one room?"

"Excuse me." The friend doesn't mind sharing a room with Qiqi, not to mention that he knows that the little girl's body is often dominated by the same sex as himself, and if Qiqi controls her body by herself, he will consciously stay away from the bed.

Qi Qi tugged at the corner of her friend's clothes, her eyes wandering around the room.The room is mostly related to scriptures and Shinto, and the fragrant sandalwood burning in the corner fills the room with a peaceful atmosphere.In the farthest corner was an object covered by a white cloth, half the height of a friend, with both ends raised, and the specific shape could not be distinguished.

While the old man wasn't paying attention, Qi Qi pressed her index finger on her lower lip to make a gesture of the length of the object. After comparison, she found that the length was about the same as the length of a knife that her friend hung around her waist.

Had the old man been a warrior too?

Her attention was always on the object, and she didn't notice that her friend and the old man had finished chatting, and they all looked at her and waited for her to recover.

"Huh?" Qiqi felt the gentle caress on her head, she subconsciously raised her head to protect the talisman on her head, "Yes, what's the matter?"

It turned out that after the old man noticed that Qiqi had been staring at the object, he kindly touched Qiqi, who was a little girl in his eyes.The old man's eyes full of memories fell on the object, and his kind smile contained unspeakable sadness, "It's just an old object forgotten by time, so I won't scare you by covering it with a cloth."

"Why is your body so cold? Hurry up and go into the house to warm up." The old man was concerned about Qi Qi, who was cold, and thought that Qi Qi was cold on the way, so he drove the two of them back to the room, "Have a good rest today, and don't be careless at night." go out."

With his hands behind his back, the old man walked slowly towards his room. Before he closed the door, he turned his head and seriously advised the two of them, "There will be man-eating ghosts here at night."

Finally, he entered the room and closed the door.

The two people who thought they would be frightened tilted their heads at the same time, and the question marks on their foreheads almost materialized.Qiqi, who had fought with Shangxian Er, and friends who had heard ghost stories from Qiqi's mouth were not afraid of the old man's threats, but they still closed the door and discussed something in the room.

The next day, before they had time to inquire about the family opposite, they heard the villagers shouting hysterically from the road outside, "He's dead! Someone in the Bliss Cult has died!!"

The friend and Qiqi looked at each other, and rushed out the door. They saw the door of the small religion that had just been established open, and broke into the Bliss Sect without thinking too much.

After stepping over the lotus pond at the door, they rushed to the place in the whole house where the smell of blood was the heaviest.

There, lying on the ground was a man with multiple stab wounds and a knife stuck in his abdomen. Beside the man was an ordinary woman with black blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth.The friend stepped forward to test his breath and found that both of them were dead and unable to recover.

Qi Qi, who was not the first to rush to the scene but walked towards the only child in the field, stared at him. The familiar hair color and ungrowth appearance were enough to prove that this child was the future Tong Mo.

Even though sad tears flowed from those beautiful eyes, Qi Qi could see that behind the tears was an indifferent...inhuman who didn't even have the slightest reaction to death.

"You're not sad at all." Qiqi pointed out Tong Mo's disobedience.

The young Tong Mo looked at Qi Qi who was different, with a practiced empty smile on his face, "Why are you sad? My parents, my believers, they went to bliss. This is their release from this world Yes, they have completed the process of being redeemed."

"Death...is not bliss, let alone redemption" Qi Qi retorted, her hand hidden in her sleeve was ready to call out the flute and sword to solve the century-long disaster at any time.

Tong Mo has a tolerant expression on his face. He doesn't understand emotions but he knows how to escape from the hands of people who obviously hate him. He said in a condescending tone, "So you are a heretic. It doesn't matter, God will forgive you." Your beliefs have deviated, and I will always wait for you to get back on the right track."

The conversation between the two children did not arouse the ridicule of the adults, but it made the adults strengthen their beliefs.They flocked to Tong Mo's side, ready to pick up the Son of God and keep him away from the filthy and bloody place—even if the dead were the parents of the Son of God.

"Master, are you alright?" A believer guarded Tongmo carefully, and rudely pushed Qiqi away, a heretic who refuted the doctrine in their eyes, "You are not welcome here!"

Putting away the flute and sword, Qiqi, who was afraid of hurting ordinary people, couldn't dodge in time. She was pushed away by the believer, and she was about to fall to the ground and fall into the mud, when there was a steady support behind her.

The friend supported her and hid Qiqi behind him. He grabbed the hand of the believer who was pushing the little girl, "This strength is not for you to bully others, and I apologize to her!"

"Why should I—" The believer was caught by his wrist and waved his arm impatiently, trying to shake off his friend's hand, but he didn't expect his friend to be stronger than him.

The believer who couldn't break free for a while wanted to swing the other free fist, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the long knife in his friend's waist. He stopped his anger for a moment and immediately apologized to Qiqi with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't push you on purpose just now."

Qi Qi, who was hiding behind her friend, poked her head out, "I'm fine."

Friends and Qiqi couldn't participate in the next thing. The people in the village held a funeral after investigating the cause of the death of the couple.As outsiders, the two did not participate in the funeral. They waited at the old man's residence for the old man who was invited to be the elder who presided over the funeral to return home.

On the table was a dinner prepared by a friend for the three of them. As time passed, the food cooled down a lot, but they also heard the sound of the villagers coming back.

It was chaotic and disorderly, mixed with the high or low shouts of the villagers.

A friend who did not have the keen hearing like Maplebara Manyo touched the wick of the candle, and ran past the first villager who passed by the door. He heard,

"Help, there are man-eating ghosts!!"

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The author has something to say:

It was actually on the list, I got up early in the morning to update, and then wrote [-] words for three days orz

From the 5th to the 9th, the [-]rd, the [-]th World is coming to an end

Although it is updated at 9 o'clock on the [-]th of the new year, I also wish the cuties a happy new year!The auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year!

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感谢在2022-01-2715:55:54~2022-01-3021:52:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Youdiehuawu; 5 bottles of Qiuqiu Qiuqiu; 1 bottle of Momo, Huashaoyu, Yanhuarumeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!