Yang Xiaoi’s hair stood on end.
Her gaze followed the jade hand upwards and saw a woman dressed in a blue floral red silk skirt wrapped with a black velvet scarf, who looked smart and handso, standing beside her.
Yang Xiaoi’s pupils shrank suddenly, pressing herself tightly against the rock, slightly raising her dicinal hoe, "Who are you?"
In the middle of winter, on the mountain top, an absolutely beautiful woman suddenly appearing with a steaming chicken leg was indeed odd if not ghostly.
"Could it be..." Yang Xiaoi thought quickly, her breath involuntarily halting.
"My na is Liu Qingquan." The woman blinked her big eyes, "Don’t worry, I’m not a bad person, we just ca from the village."
Yang Xiaoi raised her head abruptly.
"Xiaoi!" A crisp voice rang out, followed by a white light appearing in front of Yang Xiaoi.
"Shen Bao’Er!" Yang Xiaoi’s eyes lit up, exclaiming in surprise, "Are you okay?"
"Hmm, hmm, Fairy Sister saved !"
The next mont, Yang Xiaoi suddenly felt warm around her, the cold wind disappeared, and it was as warm as spring.
Yang Xiaoi looked up, seeing several more silhouettes appear outside, besides a young scholar, the rest were all beautiful sisters.
Leading them was an absolutely beautiful woman in a pastel peach-patterned and bamboo-shadowed flowing skirt who smiled gently, "Are you here to rescue Shen Bao’Er?"
Yang Xiaoi’s eyes shifted, glancing at the Ginseng Doll, and then she smiled, "Yes, are you the Fairy Sister who saved Shen Bao’Er?"
Shen Ying shook her head and then nodded, acknowledging.
Even though it was Lu Zheng who acted, as they are one as a couple, it naturally counts as her action too, and the Soul Chasing Guide within the Ginseng Doll was indeed casually removed by her.
"This is not the place to talk, let’s first go to the Feishan Temple to chat." Lu Zheng said.
Yang Xiaoi’s eye twitched, "That Daoist Qingzhao from the Feishan Temple is also an Abnormal People, he was chasing down Shen Bao’Er before..."
"Yet you still dared to co rescue him?" Lin Wan asked.
"I..." Yang Xiaoi paused, pursed her lips, resolutely said, "I intended to secretly rescue Shen Bao’Er, but if discovered by him, I would protect Shen Bao’Er with my life."
Liu Qingyan pulled Lin Wan’s sleeve gently, "Let’s head down first."
"What about Daoist Qingzhao..."
"He was already killed by Brother Lu." The Ginseng Doll nodded heavily.
Again, Yang Xiaoi’s breath halted.
...
Soon after, everyone had already moved into the nearby Feishan Temple.
At this ti, except for the main hall, the rest of the Feishan Temple was filthy and ssy, barely looking like it was regularly inhabited.
Wang Xiaowan shook her head, "That Cyan Musk Mink is just a Little Demon with so Daoist Technique, where’s the deanor of soone who respects The Three Pristine Ones?"
Yang Xiaoi pricked up her ears, remaining expressionless.
But Lu Zheng drew back her attention, saying, "I heard from Aunt Li that you ca up the mountain the day before yesterday?"
Yang Xiaoi was startled, instantly turning back, "You went to the village?"
"We didn’t go to the village, how could we know you ca here?" Lu Zheng laughed.
"My grandmother..."
"She’s fine, Aunt Li didn’t tell her you went up the mountain." Lu Zheng said.
Yang Xiaoi let out a sigh of relief, then pursed her lips and said, "Actually, even if told, it wouldn’t have mattered. Although Daoist Qingzhao was ill-tempered and often broke people’s legs, he didn’t kill anyone..."
eting the eyes of a few people, which seed to be mocking, Yang Xiaoi couldn’t help but fall silent.
Shen Ying smiled, "No wonder you startled the little girl just now."
Lu Zheng shook his head, but still explained to Yang Xiaoi, "That Daoist Qingzhao was a Cyan Musk Rat who had beco a spirit. He might not have hard the people in your village, but two Little Daoists in the Feishan Temple died at his hands, and he even wanted to eat Shen Bao’Er."
Although exterminating demons was common for those of the Mystic Sect, Lu Zheng didn’t want to leave the impression of killing without reason with the young girl.
Yang Xiaoi nodded weakly, "I didn’t know he was a demon before, moreover, he hadn’t killed villagers before..."
Before Yang Xiaoi finished her sentence, a voice ca distantly, echoing in the Daoist Temple’s main hall.
"Brother Qingzhao, we’ve co again! This ti we’ve brought three little kids, tender as anything, steaming them will surely make them lt in your mouth."
"What’s with you, guarding those two or three villages at the mountain base, with thousands of people, yet wanting to respect The Three Pristine Ones, refusing to kill, and just eating the little kids we bring?"
"Brother Qingzhao also wants to join the Daoist Sect. With offerings from the few villages below, successful cultivation of Daoist Technique, and later visiting famous mountains and temples for a na, who knows, he might even help us join the Daoist Sect as Guardians.
By then, with this appearance, wouldn’t it be more convenient to act? Even the Anomaly Suppression Bureau wouldn’t track us down."
"Exactly, exactly, my recklessness, Brother Qingzhao, quickly bring out the Copper Tripod, we only brought the kids, not firewood!"
The three voices spoke in turn, feeling distant at first, but with the last sentence, it seed they had already reached the entrance of the temple.
The next mont, the door was pushed open, and three figures appeared at the entrance.
On the left was a burly man dressed in black, with a bushy beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, muscular and sturdy, holding an unconscious little boy in his left hand and a large axe in his right.
In the middle was a robust man, wearing a golden star apricot yellow tight robe, full of arrogance, with a little girl looking around four or five years old tucked under his arm.
On the right was a skinny old man in a gray cloth hemp outfit, eyes gleaming, carrying a bundle on his back, which rose and fell slightly, clearly also containing a child.
"Hmm?"
The three imdiately noticed everyone in the Daoist Temple’s main hall.
A man, looking extraordinary.
Several won, each of them stunning.
Their expressions changed, promptly putting down the children, and in the next mont...
The burly bearded man raised his axe, stomping heavily, crushing the bluestone underfoot, then propelled forward like a cannonball.
The robust man followed the burly bearded man, slightly moving his hands, dozens of sharp gold stars ford in his palms, locking onto the group from a distance, but remaining unlaunched.
anwhile, the skinny old man sidestepped, twisted his body strangely, and vanished instantly from everyone’s sight, though the surrounding air and shadows seed to carry a filtering ripple, faintly undulating toward the Daoist Temple’s main hall.
Yang Xiaoi turned pale, and then heard Lu Zheng click his tongue, "See, now this is what an old demon of the Jianghu is like, at first sight, not knowing each other, but upon sensing sothing’s wrong, imdiately acting without hesitation."
Wang Xiaowan and Yi Xiaoqian both nodded, being the two with the lowest cultivation and least experience, Lu Zheng’s remark was clearly aid at them.
The burly bearded man lunged over, and Yang Xiaoi seed to feel his warm breath.
Then, Lu Zheng softly uttered a word.
"Cease!"
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