Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 104 Five Fire Village ([-])

The woman looked at Ji Mingzhao, and was a little shocked at first. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word. After a while, she let go of Ji Mingzhao's hand, muttering cursing as she walked: "It's so big! If you don't get married at your age, you deserve to be unable to get married. What, you don't look like a serious woman when you show your face all day long. She looks like a *fox, and she thinks highly of you if she can tell you that she is close to you..."

Ji Mingzhao didn't react much, he just stood there and looked at the woman.

She took two deep breaths and calmed down her turbulent mood. If it was the past, she could block this old thing's door and curse without profanity for three days and three nights. Now she But I can only comfort myself in my heart, I can't do it today, I can't do it today...

No matter how angry you are in your heart, it can't affect today's plan. If you attract other villagers, who have lived in your hometown for decades, why should you help a craftsman who walks the streets, not to mention being fair, if you are just a For an ordinary woman, it is good whether she is forced to marry the woman's son, and it is kindness to her to be beaten up and thrown out.

Although you can't scold, and you can't make a move, Ji Mingzhao still looks at the woman quietly behind him. His eyes are too penetrating. Getting smaller and smaller, the pace under your feet is getting faster and faster.

Behind Ji Mingzhao, Qing Xi put a hand on Ji Mingzhao's shoulder, comforting Ji Mingzhao with actions.

Ji Mingzhao looked at his shoulder, knowing that there was a warm hand on it, and exhaled twice again: "I'm fine."

She has been working and growing up for so many years, and she has seen all kinds of bad scolding. She is just a vixen...

……

Wait for her to complete the task!
Ji Mingzhao consciously walked in the direction of Xiaolong's house. One was that children were more likely to tell the truth than adults, and the other was that Xiaolong had always liked the clay figurines she made, so he was relatively more tempting.

Relying on her own memory, she quickly found the entrance of Xiaolong's alley, and she didn't dare to get too close: "Do you see if the children of this family are at home?" Ji Mingzhao turned towards what she thought was Qingxi. The direction where it is located.

Qingxi didn't speak, but let out her divine consciousness.

"How is it?" Ji Mingzhao asked, "Is it inside?"

Qingxi frowned, feeling that something was wrong at the slightest, and then released his spiritual consciousness again, but the direction of the divine consciousness was not Xiaolong's house, but the depths of the alley of Xiaolong's house.

"There are evil spirits here!" Qingxi's expression suddenly became serious, and he quickly took out the talisman from his bag, and the talisman in his hand flew towards the depths of the alley almost instantly.

"Wait..." Ji Mingzhao suspected that this evil spirit was Fu Xiao. He was afraid that Qingxi would not be able to clear away the heavy yin energy from Fu Xiao's body, so he would directly wipe out Fu Xiao to avoid future troubles. There have been murders...

The evil ghost in the depths of the alley quickly dodged the talisman thrown by Qingxi, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Qingxi was a little hesitant, after all, it was more important to track down 'him', and besides, he couldn't just leave Ji Mingzhao here alone, wondering whether he should chase him or not.

Ji Mingzhao groped and grabbed Qingxi's arm, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to hear footsteps coming from the direction of Xiaolong's house: "Someone is coming out."

Qingxi shifted her attention from the grieving ghost deep in the alley to Xiaolong's house.

Soon, the wooden door at the gate of Xiaolong's house opened, but it was not Xiaolong who came out, but Xiaolong's mother.

Holding a woven bamboo basket in her hand, Xiaolong's mother walked slowly out of the alley to the market in the village.

Just when Ji Mingzhao was hesitating whether to follow Xiaolong's mother, the door of Xiaolong's house opened again.

This time, the door was only opened a small crack, and a small round head poked out from the crack, looked left and right in the alley, and squeezed himself out after confirming that his mother had disappeared in the alley. .

Qingxi looked at the boy struggling to get out from the crack of the door, and asked Ji Mingzhao, "Is it him?"

Ji Mingzhao nodded, "That's him."

Xiaolong quickly ran out of the alley, stood at the entrance of the alley and looked in the direction of his mother's departure, as if he was checking whether she was really going out, but he didn't notice Ji Mingzhao in the corner of the alley at all.

Ji Mingzhao walked out of the corner of the alley unhurriedly, pretending to pass by Xiaolong casually.

From the corner of his eyes, Xiaolong felt that there was someone beside him, and when he turned his head, he saw Ji Mingzhao passing by.

"Hey, that clay figurine!"

Xiaolong recognized Ji Mingzhao at a glance. Except for the day of the temple fair, Wuhuo Village had no outsiders for several months. Now she is a girl who sells toys. impression of her.

With his back turned to Xiaolong, Ji Mingzhao smiled triumphantly, then turned to face Xiaolong: "You called me?"

"Is your mud rabbit still for sale?" Xiaolong raised his face and looked at Ji Mingzhao.

"Unfortunately, they are all sold out, and the next batch will have to wait four days."

"Oh..." Xiaolong was very disappointed. He won't be newly acquired until four days later when everyone is tired of playing with him. Then what kind of majesty does he have in this group of children? How can this boss continue.

"But you can decide." Ji Mingzhao changed his words and looked at Xiaolong with a smile.

"Really? Then I want a dragon!" Xiaolong immediately beamed, his favorability towards Ji Mingzhao went up, and his resistance value dropped down.

Ji Mingzhao may not be able to fool adults with this ability, but he is sure to fool children. Qingxi saw Ji Mingzhao holding a glowing board, and after sweeping at Xiaolong, he said to Xiaolong: "You and Sister is leaving, and if she asks you something, you can answer it, and I will treat you to something delicious in a while."

"Okay!" Xiaolong happily nodded to Ji Mingzhao, reached out and grabbed Ji Mingzhao's hand.

"Okay." After a big dodge, Ji Mingzhao said to Qingxi.

Qingxi silently glanced at Ji Mingzhao, and then at Xiaolong who was holding her hand very intimately. In Qingxi's eyes, Ji Mingzhao was already a criminal reserve who stepped into illegal activities. And because this is an extraordinary time, so I can only ask Ji Mingzhao cryptically: "Is he... all right?"

At this time, Ji Mingzhao only thought that the child was from Wuhuo Village, and he couldn't just stand on the street so brightly and ask questions, so he thought about finding a hidden place to hide Xiaolong first, and then slowly questioned him.

"It's okay." Ji Mingzhao didn't understand what Qingxi meant at all, and was still very anxious to find a hiding place, "Help me find a hiding place where I can hide him."

The more Qingxi listened, the more she felt that Ji Mingzhao's reputation of two hundred years was about to be ruined. It's just that the matter had come to an end, and she was present at the kidnapping incident. Even if you jump into any river, you can't wash it off, so you have to cooperate.

So Qingxi took out a concealment talisman from his pocket and stuck it on Xiaolong's forehead: "There is no one in his house now, so it's better to stay at his house."

Ji Mingzhao made some sense after thinking about it, so he brought Xiaolong back who had just successfully escaped from the house.

"No, I won't go back..." After entering the house, Qingxi took off the talisman on Xiaolong's head, wanting to bring Xiaolong into the house, but Xiaolong was holding onto the door frame tightly, refusing to go in anyway, "I'm not going back!"

"Proud, I like it." Ji Mingzhao didn't care about the little dragon hanging by the door, and walked towards the yard by himself.

Soon, under Qingxi's shocked eyes, Xiaolong let go of the door frame resignedly, and walked up to Ji Mingzhao: "Quickly ask! I'm going to leave here after asking!"

"Why did you leave here, isn't this your home?" Ji Mingzhao asked a little puzzled.

"That's not my mother, I want to go up the mountain to collect herbs for my mother!" Xiaolong is very young, but he is very righteous. The failure of the last time did not dispel his idea of ​​collecting herbs for his mother. Instead, after a few days of rest, he decided to regroup , vowed to take his mother back.

"Why do you think that's not your mother?" Ji Mingzhao asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

Xiaolong trembled uncontrollably when he heard this sentence, and he could see that he was really scared: "I didn't think it at first. When my mother just woke up, I just felt that she didn't laugh as usual. My father these days I also lost my soul, I thought she was too busy, I didn't even go to school, I went up the mountain to chop firewood, and went to work in the field."

His teeth began to shake as he told the story, and there was a frightening friction sound between the upper teeth and the lower teeth: "But one day I came home early, and I didn't see my mother in the kitchen, so I went to the room to look for her. Then……"

"Then what?" Ji Mingzhao asked.

"I saw her showing her white hair."

Xiaolong couldn't hold back his control, and tears rolled down his cheeks: "She must be possessed by something, as long as I get rid of the monster attached to her body, my mother will be able to come back."

Ji Mingzhao patted Xiaolong's shoulder lightly to soothe Xiaolong's emotions. After Xiaolong gradually calmed down, he asked again: "Did she hurt you?"

Xiaolong hesitated and shook his head: "...No."

Ji Mingzhao did not provoke Xiaolong's emotions any more, but changed the subject: "Do you think there is anything unusual in this village recently?"

"Except for the lost soul, is there anything unusual?" Xiaolong looked at Ji Mingzhao with some surprise, not understanding why Ji Mingzhao would ask such a question.

"Then change the subject," Ji Mingzhao continued to ask, "Who told you that those sleepless people have lost their souls?"

Xiaolong thought for a while: "I heard what my neighbor's aunt said."

Ji Mingzhao turned to where he thought Qingxi was: "Does Xiangu have anything to ask?"

Qingxi thought for a while: "Have you ever been to the back mountain?"

Xiaolong shook his head: "The village doesn't allow you to go up the back mountain."

Qingxi nodded, that is, the altar was there before the matter of Lost Soul started.

"Who told you about the herbs on the mountain?" Ji Mingzhao asked, encouraging such a young child to go up the mountain, this person's mind is wrong.

"It wasn't someone who told me. I read it myself," Xiaolong said. "Master has a book that records herbs from various places. It says that there is a fairy grass that can revive the soul on the mountain behind Wuhuo Village."

After finishing talking, Xiaolong pointed behind Ji Mingzhao in order to prove that he didn't learn in vain: "The plant behind you is very similar to the weed."

Before Ji Mingzhao could show surprise on his face, Xiaolong went on to say, "But it's impossible, it's impossible for Fanlingcao to obediently be carried behind your back, sister, what is behind you?"

"Pu...don't worry about it," Ji Mingzhao quickly changed the subject before Fanlingcao got angry, "How can a scholar's family have such a book?"

"Then I don't know," Xiaolong rolled his eyes at Ji Mingzhao, "I'm not a roundworm in his belly. He used to follow the village head and the high-ranking officials brought by the village head to make alchemy all day long, saying that he can live forever. It will be difficult for someone who cultivates immortals to ascend to the ascension after one cultivation and 2000 years, so you can just take two medicines?"

Xiaolong is very transparent, but the world is blind, and there are always people who can't figure it out.

"It seems that the problem lies with the village chief and the scholar." Ji Mingzhao concluded.

"Does Xiangu have anything else to ask?" Ji Mingzhao asked Qingxi again.

"I'm basically done asking, how about we go find that scholar?" Qingxi said.

"Okay," Ji Mingzhao squatted down and looked at Xiaolong at the same level, "Xiaolong, it's dangerous to go to the back mountain. My sister will buy you something delicious. What do you want?"

Xiaolong looked at Ji Mingzhao, and tears could not stop falling from his eyes: "Then what should my mother do?"

Qingxi really couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "I will try my best to help you bring your mother's soul back."

Xiaolong couldn't find the exact location of Qingxi, only knew that there was another person here, but he was not afraid, instead he thanked Qingxi in a voice: "Thank you, Xiangu."

Ji Mingzhao disagreed with Qingxi's move. Even if he said his best, he couldn't promise in the face of a strong enemy. But at this time, in order to appease Xiaolong, Ji Mingzhao could only follow Qingxi's words and say: "The little dragon what do you want?"

Xiaolong’s family background is not very good. Hearing what Ji Mingzhao said, he reported to Ji Mingzhao the names of the pastries he had always wanted to eat, and Ji Mingzhao could barely remember three. In the end, I could only decide to give the monkey child a few of everything in the pastry shop.

"You wait here for sister, she will be back soon." Ji Mingzhao said.

Xiaolong was still a little worried: "You must come back!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back."

Ji Mingzhao made thousands of promises and finally went out under Xiaolong's reluctant gaze. After going out, he thought about it and said to Qingxi: "Xiangu, you make such a promise...isn't it too bad?" OK?"

Qingxi looked at Ji Mingzhao and knew what Ji Mingzhao had hidden. Once they couldn't bring Xiaolong's mother's soul back, it would be a devastating blow to the child. Thinking about it is more cruel than thinking about it without thinking about it.

"I know what you mean," Qingxi said, "I suspect now that there is no such thing as lost souls."

"What do you mean?" Ji Mingzhao looked in the direction where Qingxi's voice came from, with an expression of disbelief.

"It's just a conjecture, I haven't confirmed it yet," Qingxi continued, "Our focus now should be on that scholar."

Ji Mingzhao nodded, as he agreed with Qingxi's words.

"Can you... like this time...?"

　small theater:

　　Five fire village news:
　　Host: "Today, there is a criminal named Ji who wants to snatch underage children in the street. The nature of the case is extremely bad and the methods are extremely cruel. At present, Ms. Qingxi, a foreign aid from our village, has taken him back to the inn for questioning. The reporter from our village ahead Fact report."

　　Reporter (pointing the microphone at Ji): Do you have anything to say?
　　Ji (in order to protect the suspect’s privacy, he has coded and changed his voice): I regret it now, very regretful.

　　Reporter: So do you have anything else to say?
　　Ji: What I want to say is that the foreign aid you invited was also involved in this case!

　　Hiss—(The interview screen is interrupted at this time)

　　Host (laughs): I believe the reporter is very safe now, come and listen to the next piece of news.

　　I can't work overtime today...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)