Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 105 Five Fire Village ([-])
Ji Mingzhao was taken aback for a moment, and within 2 minutes of learning hard and learning badly, Qingxi transformed from a righteous man who wanted to bring Ji Mingzhao back from the brink of crime to Ji Mingzhao's "accomplice" within a few minutes of questioning. ".

"It may be more difficult," Ji Mingzhao replied truthfully, "This trick is more useful for children, and it is not so easy for adults to let go of their guard."

Qingxi nodded knowingly, she couldn't see through Ji Mingzhao, he was a partial talent, his cultivation level was not high, but his brain was very flexible, he knew the general knowledge and knew how to advance and retreat, which was also in line with what she said, he was a casual cultivator who wandered around the rivers and lakes.

But people like this generally have a strong purpose in doing things, and they are far less friendly than they appear on the surface. If they are good people, it is okay to say, but if they are evil, they will only be another "he". To explain one thing, something in Wuhuo Village attracted her attention, or something she wanted to protect, so that she had to spare no effort to sell it to the monks of Fu Mo Sect in order to achieve her goal.

Qingxi looked at Ji Mingzhao who was at the side, her expression was slightly gloomy. What is there in Wuhuo Village that attracts her?Or, what is she hiding?
Qingxi followed Ji Mingzhao into the largest pastry shop in Wuhuo Village with doubts in this way. After seeing Ji Mingzhao throw a lot of low-grade spirit stones on the counter, he waved his hand very boldly: "The pastry here , weigh half a catty for each item."

The shopkeeper looked at the low-grade spirit stones that could barely fit on the counter, and his buttocks jumped up from behind the counter like a spring. He has never seen a baker like this in his life since he opened the pastry shop: "Hurry up! Hurry up, give it to this girl, no... this honored guest will take a seat, honored guest, please wait, we will be ready soon."

Ji Mingzhao just sat on the chair of the shopkeeper of the pastry shop, picked up the tea that only the shopkeeper could afford: "It's better to hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

The shopkeeper came off in person to pack oiled paper bags for Ji Mingzhao one by one, sweating profusely: "It will be ready soon, it will be ready soon."

Ji Mingzhao just waited for a stick of incense. After a stick of incense, the shopkeeper filled the whole long table with pastries: "Girl, the cake you want."

Ji Mingzhao raised his hand and put the pastry into his backpack: "Thank you, shopkeeper."

The innocence of the shopkeeper, who had grown up because of Ji Mingzhao's generous spending, disappeared instantly with Ji Mingzhao's action: "Hey, walk slowly."

Xiaolong's house is not too far from the pastry shop, and it takes three to five minutes to go back and forth. When Ji Mingzhao returned to Xiaolong's house, Xiaolong was still waiting in the yard. His eyes lit up when he saw Ji Mingzhao: "My pastry Woolen cloth?"

"Go into the back room, do you have a separate room?" Ji Mingzhao asked.

Xiaolong nodded, he shared a room with his younger brother, rounding up, he had a separate room: "Come with me."

Ji Mingzhao followed Xiaolong into the house, and Xiaolong moved all the things on the long table in his room to the ground, and looked at Ji Mingzhao's empty hands: "Is there enough space here? Don't lie to me."

"No, I never lie to children," Ji Mingzhao took out a mountain of pastries from his backpack, "Is this enough for you to keep your name as the boss?"

Xiaolong looked at the cakes on the table, his eyes were straightened, he had never seen so many cakes in his life, and he murmured: "Enough...enough."

Qingxi saw that Ji Mingzhao made another big move to evade, then touched Xiaolong's head with his hand: "Then sister is gone, you have to be well, you can't go up the mountain again, you know?"

Xiaolong's mouth was full of all kinds of cakes, and his hands were still unwrapping the oil paper outside the cakes. He didn't know if he heard what Ji Mingzhao said, so he nodded indiscriminately.

Ji Mingzhao was still worried, and gently turned Xiaolong's face to face him with his hands: "You don't want to go up the back mountain, do you understand?"

Xiaolong's cheeks puffed out, and his mouth was full of cake crumbs: "...OK."

Ji Mingzhao patted the cake crumbs on his face, and finally felt relieved: "Xianggu, let's go."

"it is good."

Qingxi followed Ji Mingzhao and left Xiaolong's house with her. It was almost noon at this time, so Ji Mingzhao proposed to have something to eat first, and discuss the next plan by the way.

The two returned to the inn where Ji Mingzhao lived, and the waiter at the inn saw Ji Mingzhao coming, and quickly went up to greet him: "Miss, are you back?"

Ji Mingzhao greeted the waiter with a smile: "I want two bowls of plain noodles, and when they are ready, bring them upstairs to me."

"okay."

Ji Mingzhao just followed Qingxi upstairs.

"I think Xiangu should show up..." Ji Mingzhao opened the door as he spoke, but accidentally met Fu Xiao's eyes.

Ji Mingzhao slammed the door shut again.

"Why..." Before Qingxi could finish her question, she felt an extremely strong yin energy inside the door, "It's that evil ghost again!"

Ji Mingzhao groped and grabbed Qingxi's hand, don't hit him, he is one of his own, and before he could say anything, Fu Xiao over there felt Qingxi's murderous aura, and a gust of sinister wind blew the door open.

"My own!" Ji Mingzhao slammed the door on his back, "Xianggu, this evil ghost is my friend!"

friend?

Qingxi was stunned, and immediately lost the opportunity. Fu Xiao who was inside the door shook the door open with Yin Qi, and rushed towards Qingxi with an unstoppable momentum.

"Fu Xiao! Don't kill her!" As a ghost king, Fu Xiao, no matter what method he uses to cultivate, is above Qingxi. The inn will be razed to the ground in Fu Xiao's anger.

Fortunately, Fu Xiao hasn't completely lost control, at least he can recognize Ji Mingzhao.

The turbidity in her eyes was so clear for a moment: "En..."

While Fu Xiao was in a daze, Qing Xi's sleeves shook quickly, and thousands of talismans surrounded Fu Xiao in the air, trying to trap Fu Xiao in it.

Fu Xiao roared angrily, her cultivation base was much higher than Qingxi's, so she could naturally see through Qingxi's concealment talisman, the yin energy in Fu Xiao's body exploded, tearing away thousands of talismans almost instantly.

Ji Mingzhao was in the very center of the collision of Yin Qi and Spiritual Qi. For the first time, she heard the crisp sound of her internal organs and ribs breaking. In just an instant, she lost consciousness under the impact.

"Miss Ji!"

"benefactor!"

Qingxi and Fu Xiao tacitly took the hand, Fu Xiao looked at Ji Mingzhao who was lying on the ground with his life lost, and his eyes became more and more blood red.

"you……"

Qingxi took out the elixir from her bag: "I want to save her!"

When Fu Xiao heard this sentence, the blood redness in his eyes slowly faded away.

Qingxi fed Ji Mingzhao three life-saving medicines that Qingyuan gave her, and managed to stop Ji Mingzhao's injury. At this time, Qingxi finally knew what Ji Mingzhao was hiding.

This evil spirit...

Qingxi looked at Fu Xiao who was extremely anxious. Fu Xiao sensed Qingxi's gaze, and showed an extremely malicious expression towards Qingxi, as if he was not looking at a living person. A dead body.

But one person and one ghost tacitly did not go to war again, but moved Ji Mingzhao into the room, Fu Xiao guarded Ji Mingzhao by the bed, and Qingxi went downstairs in a tacit understanding to find the diners who were scared away by the movement And Xiao Er, erased their memories one by one.

When Qingxi came back, Ji Mingzhao had already woken up, but he was still very weak.

Qingxi lifted the concealment talisman and sat at the end of Ji Mingzhao's bed: "Is this the secret you are hiding?"

Ji Mingzhao's face was pale, and she took out the Yanghuo Talisman to treat herself and healed her wounds, finally she felt that her breathing became easier. She nodded and looked at Qingxi: "Is there a way to save her?"

Qingxi glanced at Ji Mingzhao, and then at Fu Xiao. Fu Xiao has never learned how to live alone in his whole life. In the early years, he couldn't live without his husband. Later, he was replaced by Hua Niang, and now he is Ji. Ming Zhao, she seems to have her own opinion, but she has been following others all her life. Her seemingly decisiveness is just a self-paralysis of her unwillingness to bear the painful choice after her disillusionment.

Only her love is true, passionate and sincere.

She was born as a tough Siluo, able to withstand the wind and rain, but she always needed a big tree from the sky.

Qingxi glanced at Fu Xiao, and frowned: "She killed thousands of people at least."

Ji Mingzhao looked at Fu Xiao with almost unbelievable eyes, but Fu Xiao didn't dare to look at Ji Mingzhao's expression, but turned his gaze to the side.

"What did you do after we left?" Ji Mingzhao's chest rose and fell rapidly, almost unable to restrain his emotions.

Fu Xiao didn't answer Ji Mingzhao, but walked away from Ji Mingzhao, sat down at the table with her head down, and she was running away.

Ji Mingzhao wanted to get up from the bed, but failed several times. She closed her eyes in pain. She already knew roughly what Fu Xiao would do, but at this moment, she couldn't leave Fu Xiao here. , once Fu Xiao loses control...

When she opened it again, she said to Qingxi: "Is there any other way to save her?"

Hearing this sentence, both Qingxi and Fu Xiao raised their heads to look at Ji Mingzhao.

Qingxi glanced at Fu Xiao, then shook her head: "My cultivation base is low, I can bring her back to Fu Mozong, maybe my master can find a way."

"What do you think?" Ji Mingzhao asked Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao didn't expect the topic to fall on her head, so she looked at Ji Mingzhao in a daze, and then at Qingxi: "...will I die?"

Qingxi has never seen a ghost king like Fu Xiao. There are very few people in this world who can become a ghost king. Unique talent, coupled with bloodthirsty, the two complement each other, and it is possible to become a ghost king.

Ghost kings can't stop their desire to kill, and almost only those who are born extremely evil can become ghost kings, Fu Xiao doesn't agree with these.

It's more like she was born with extraordinary talents, and she was able to improve through cultivation.

Qingxi didn't know how to answer Fu Xiao's question. Usually, the evil ghosts who cultivated to the ghost king would directly beat their souls to death for Fu Mozong. If it wasn't for Qingxi's lack of strength, Fu Xiao would have disappeared in the world long ago. up.

　small theater:

　　Fu Xiao: Can I still live?
　　Qingxi: Be more sober, you are already dead...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)