Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 118 Five Fire Village (26)

"Master, what did senior brother say?" Xu Guangbai couldn't bear his curiosity on the way back to the mansion, and finally asked what Ji Mingzhao had been wanting to ask.

At this time, the streets of Wuhuo Village had been completely cleaned up by the monks, and the identifiable body was returned to the living family members. It was really hard to see what part it was, so it was taken to the back mountain for burial. An unnamed stele is erected for the villagers of Wuhuo Village to worship together.

The whole street was cleaned by the monks, only some stains could be seen in some corners, and if someone came to Wuhuo Village at this time, they might not be able to see how much they have gone through here. Great catastrophe.

Qing Yuan didn't hide it when he heard Xu Guangbai's question: "Your senior brother said that in this catastrophe, all the children who had studied in the school under 'him', without exception, survived. "

Qingxi looked at Xiaolong who was walking beside her, and Xiaohu who was holding his brother's clothes beside him. Suddenly, an indescribable strange feeling came to her heart.

"I thought that this catastrophe was caused by 'he' alone, but now that I think about it, 'he' can raise thousands of resentful souls in just ten years, and it is absolutely impossible without someone behind him to help him .”

"Could it be Xiao Zhe?" Qing Xi asked, if Xiao Zhe was helping the scholar behind him, any problems would be solved easily. That war lasted nearly 20 years.

Not only people who come out of the unclean land are constantly deifying Xiao Zhe, even other people who have lived under Xiao Zhe's shadow in this world are also involuntarily deifying Xiao Zhe.

Because of fear, because of the unknown, countless people fled before the last settlement, and even turned against the battle, targeting their former relatives and friends.

"Xiao Zhe isn't that godly either, he was only in a fit state at the peak, and he didn't come out of the unclean place for revenge," Qing Yuan mentioned Xiao Zhe, the expression on his face didn't fluctuate too much , as if Xiao Zhe was really not worth mentioning, "It's because there are limited natural materials and earthly treasures in the unclean land that can be cultivated, so I have to come out."

Ji Mingzhao heard it in a cloud, she didn't know what kind of relationship Xiaozhe had with the monks outside the unclean land, she could only say that too much time had passed, and the right and wrong in it had already followed the past. Human death and ascension are unknown.

"The Emperor of Heng Country was once lit by Xiao Zhe as a firework." Qingxi still remembers the 'firework' so far, and I am afraid that she will never want to see the firework again before she soars, "Isn't it him? ?”

"It's not exactly him," Qing Yuan replied, "Even the emperor, killing so many people will cause public outrage, the kingdom is not long."

"Then where did these souls come from..."

"The battlefield." Ji Mingzhao and Xu Guangbai replied together.

Only on the battlefield can resentful souls appear reasonably, and nearly ten thousand resentful souls can be produced without being suspected.

But the problem is, how did these resentful souls come here, they can't come by themselves...

There are more and more mysteries in Wuhuo Village, but I don't know where to solve them. Now I can only start from this group of children who have been taught by scholars.

Qingxi turned her head to look at Xiaolong who was holding onto the corner of her clothes. At Xiaolong's age, she could fully understand what they were talking about, but Xiaolong just followed her without saying a word, as if she was recalling, but also like He didn't hear anything. After all, he was so old. He was frightened. Even though he was rescued at this time, he still couldn't get rid of the fear immediately.

"Xiaolong?" Qingxi lowered his head and called out to Xiaolong who was walking by his side.

"...Huh? What?" Xiaolong finally came to his senses.

"Xiaolong, what does your master teach you on weekdays?" Qingxi asked.

"...I didn't...teach anything, just scriptures, poems, and...anecdotes..." Xiaolong spoke very slowly. After being frightened, his mind turned much slower than usual, and he had to stop a sentence. Say a few paragraphs.

"Do you think there is anything special about him?"

Xiaolong thought for a while, then shook his head: "There's nothing special about it...Master is very kind to us, but when we can't recite the book, the beating hurts a lot."

"I heard that some of you are always reluctant to go to school, why?" Qing Yuan asked.

"Hmm..." Xiaolong thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, "Maybe it's because someone said that the school is haunted."

"Tell me carefully."

"Probably... half a year ago," Xiaolong scratched his head. He hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but he heard it from a neighbor's brother, "Wu Niang of the Huang family in the east of the village saw a black streak in the courtyard of the school. Ying, fainted from fright, and after that day, the girls in the village stopped going to school."

This is not useful news, but if you ask again, Xiaolong will know nothing.

After they returned to the mansion along the road, they saw Fu Xiao who was still sitting at the door.

Fu Xiao looked forward blankly, and only briefly focused on Ji Mingzhao when he saw Ji Mingzhao: "Benefactor..."

"You... why are you sitting here?"

When Ji Mingzhao came out of the mansion, he walked through the back door and did not run into Fu Xiao who was sitting at the front door.

Moreover, the main building in the mansion is four stories high, which is enough to block Qing Yuan and Fu Xiao who were fighting fiercely in mid-air at that time. Ji Mingzhao does not have the five senses as sharp as Xu Guangbai, so naturally he does not know that Fu Xiao will be given to Fu Mozong The monks blocked countless waves of damage, and the winner's combat strength was properly ceiling.

It can be said that if there is no Fu Xiao here, even if the monks of the Fu Mo Sect win in the end, they will definitely have to pay a huge price.

But Ji Mingzhao, who had been trapped in the mansion all this time, didn't know anything about it. She thought that Fu Xiao was still in the inn, and was planning to send Xiaolong and Xiaohu to the mansion and then go find her. She didn't expect her to be so upright. Sitting quietly at the gate of the mansion, looking seriously at the disgraced monks coming and going, if at this time there was a teacup in his left hand and a whip in his right, he would look like an overseer who supervised his errands.

tsk...

I don't know where I got the chair from...

"You told me earlier that you wanted me to protect these monks."

Fu Xiao only glanced at Ji Mingzhao, and then turned back to stare at the monks flying around in front of him. At this time, his expression resembled that of her little niece's kindergarten teacher.

Ji Mingzhao suddenly remembered what she said before leaving. She glanced at Qingyuan and saw that Qingyuan didn't have much reaction to Xiao, and then she was relieved: "You're not hurt, are you?"

Fu Xiao looked at Ji Mingzhao in a daze, and after a long time, slowly shook his head.

"Thank you for Miss Ji's friend." Qing Yuan looked at Fu Xiao with some emotion. If Fu Xiao hadn't been there, the disaster in Wuhuo Village would have resulted in heavy casualties. The Demon Sect will be wiped out."

Qing Yuan was not exaggerating, if Fu Xiao hadn't been there this time, among other things, there would probably not be a single one of the Fu Mo Sect monks who came here to investigate earlier.

When Fu Xiao heard Qing Yuan talking about herself, she just turned her head to look at Qing Yuan, and then focused on the other monks again. The boss shed tears when he saw the level of professionalism, and felt ashamed when he saw the beating workers.

"Fu Xiao, thank you, I don't need it now."

Ji Mingzhao was originally a dead horse as a living horse doctor, thinking that if Fu Xiao saved the people of Fu Mozong, the people of Fu Mozong would be able to see that Fu Xiao had helped them and deal with Xiao's help. It's best to get rid of the yin energy in her body and let her be reincarnated. This is just Ji Mingzhao's idea. I didn't expect Fu Xiao to be so obedient...

She immediately regretted it a little, and felt that if she just let Fu Xiao guard the gate of the mansion for more than ten hours, saving every monk she could save, how could she let Fu Xiao work so hard.

For a moment, he felt that if it wasn't for his unintentional words to help the monks next door, Fu Xiao would definitely not care whether these monks were dead or alive, and Ji Mingzhao didn't dare to think about what the situation would be.

Fu Xiao raised her head, with a childlike innocence in her eyes: "Am I doing well?"

"Okay," Ji Mingzhao looked at Fu Xiao's appearance, his throat tightened for some reason, and his words seemed to be a little hoarse, "You did a really good job."

When Fu Xiao heard this sentence, he smiled slowly.

It seems that she has lived for so long just to wait for this sentence:
You are very nice.

"I want to find Hua Niang," Fu Xiao looked at Ji Mingzhao with a very serious expression, "I can only find her after disappearing like her."

"You can see it as if you were reincarnated." Ji Mingzhao was not surprised why Fu Xiao would say that, but he still felt his heart tighten when he heard it, "Trust me."

"Really?" Fu Xiao looked at Ji Mingzhao.

"Yes, as long as you go back with us," Qing Xi followed suit at this time, regardless of whether Fu Xiao is a human or a ghost, she saved the people of Fu Mozong, and she is the benefactor of Fu Mozong, and Fu Mozong will fully support her. Save, "We will find a way to save you."

Ji Mingzhao glanced at Qingxi, and immediately understood the meaning of Qingxi's words. Actually, they Fu Mozong didn't have full confidence in saving Fu Xiao, but they could see it because Fu Xiao saved their Fu Mozong monks. , do your best.

"Trust me," Ji Mingzhao saw that Fu Xiao was hesitant, and immediately reached out to Fu Xiao while the iron was hot, taking a step forward to eliminate Fu Xiao's possibility of self-destruction, "When did I ever lie to you?"

Fu Xiao looked at the outstretched hand, and then at Ji Mingzhao who was facing her. At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun hit Ji Mingzhao's face. At that moment, she seemed to be shining in Fu Xiao's eyes.

Fu Xiao held out his hand to Ji Mingzhao hesitantly, and Ji Mingzhao quickly grabbed Fu Xiao's hand.

At this moment, the vine of nowhere,
Found a new tree again,
Eventually, it will grow into a new tree as well.

These words...why do they sound so familiar...

Xu Guangbai, who was standing behind him at this time, heard Ji Mingzhao's words, and he could hear a bit of deception from it, but thinking that Ji Mingzhao always said this to himself, he felt that he was just thinking wildly. Ji Mingzhao said so, There must be a reason for her...

Fu Xiao was pulled up from the chair by Ji Mingzhao, and followed everyone into the mansion.

Qingyuan first arranged Xiaolong and Xiaohu in a separate room, but Xiaohu was only six years old, and he was always in a daze when he was frightened. Sitting in the yard crying, Qing Yuan had no choice but to ask Xu Guangbai if he would share a room with the two children and be a companion for the two children.

Xu Guangbai thought for a while, then pointed to Xiaohu who was still crying: "He will do as long as he doesn't cry."

When Xiaohu heard Xu Guangbai's words, he immediately wiped away his tears and grabbed Xu Guangbai's cassock sobbing.

Standing in the courtyard, Ji Mingzhao and Qingxi couldn't help but sigh with emotion. There was a fatherly light in their eyes. Xu Guangbai had really grown up, and he could still sleep in the same room with someone without any complaints. He didn't notice Xu Guangbai pulling his hands. Such subtle movements as opening a small tiger and a small fleshy hand.

There is a sense of relief that my monkey child has finally grown up.

"Xiaolong is so calm after being so frightened." Qingxi looked at Xiaolong who left with Xu Guangbai, and really felt that even though twelve is not young, and he will start a family in a few years, but can have It is not easy for Xiaolong to be calm.

"Yes, when I was my age, I couldn't be so calm."

Not to mention that when she was so old, she couldn't be so calm even half a year ago. If she didn't think it was a game at first and slowed down the impact on her, she would have acted for Xu Guangbai to die on the spot.

At this time Qingxi changed the subject: "Do you mind sharing a room with me?"

Ji Mingzhao was taken aback for a moment, but they didn't expect that they would arrange her in too: "I don't mind, I don't mind."

"This place is still a bit dangerous. I'm afraid it's not safe for you, Miss Ji, to stay in the inn alone, so I'll make your own claims. It's fine if you don't mind." In the end, it was still a bit impolite, so he added a sentence for himself when he was embarrassed, "This way you can get closer to reminiscing about the past with your junior."

"Thank you, Xiangu," Ji Mingzhao had no place to go, the innkeeper died, and only two of the three clerks were left, and they all went home to clean up the mess. It can be said that it would be really inappropriate for him to live there again, but at this time Ji Mingzhao was not alone, at this time Ji Mingzhao was still taking Fu Xiao with him.

What should Fu Xiao do now became the biggest problem.

This mansion looks big, but in fact there are not many rooms that can be lived in. Except for the uninhabitable places such as the study, the lobby, and the kitchen, there are only ten wing rooms. Most monks just find a place to meditate and rest. Only those monks sent in the previous batch needed sleep to rest, and the rest basically gathered in the lobby.

"Xianggu, do you mind if she comes with us?" Ji Mingzhao asked.

"Whether you mind or not, the benefactor can live wherever he wants." Qingxi did nothing to express his gratitude to Fu Xiao, "Live wherever the benefactor wants."

In this way, for some reason, a strange chain was formed, Fu Xiao was Qingxi's benefactor, and Ji Mingzhao was Fu Xiao's benefactor, and Ji Mingzhao was at the top of this chain, that is, the benefactor's benefactor.

At this time, the monks outside the door brought back a group of children. Most of these children kept crying, and some of them seemed to be frightened. They were led forward by the monks in a daze, without any anger at all.

These are the children who have studied in the Xiucai Academy.

　small theater:

　　Xue Wen: I feel it... I haven't appeared in a few chapters, and someone wants to pry into my corner!

　　Ji Mingzhao (turning his head guiltily)
　　Fu Xiao (joyfully tightens Ji Mingzhao)
　　Note: The Douzi Theater is only for entertainment, no real Xue Wen has been harmed, hereby declare~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)