The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 207 No need to blame yourself
"Ah! The monster, the monster... killed someone!"

"Killed!"

The bright red blood came into view, and everyone looked at Zhuo Yao in horror, their brains were dull for a moment before they realized what had happened.

For a moment, everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale, they couldn't stop shaking, they didn't dare to turn their heads, and they fled screaming.

As the dusk deepened and the night deepened, the entire Lingqi Cliff was soaked in gray and gloom, and a large pool of blood on the ground was still warm, with a strong fishy smell, which was shocking.

The boy's eyes moved down, and fell on the white jade neck of the little girl with red scars.

With a gloomy expression, he walked up to her side, stretched out his right hand, and patted her back one after another. His movements were gentle and silent to soothe her anxiety.

But even so, Zhuo Yao still did not slow down.

Her blood-stained little hands grabbed the boy's tight sleeves, she shook her lips, and said with a sob:

"Nan Lin, what should I do, he died, I didn't mean to, I just want to help you..."

"it's not your fault."

Nan Lin interrupted her suddenly, put her hands on her shoulders, made her face herself, and explained:

"He wants to hurt you. You have to protect yourself. There is nothing wrong with it. It is not your intention to kill someone by mistake."

"Wang Gui was born with a bad nature, and he did a lot of evil in his daily life. Now that he has suffered this catastrophe, it is probably due to his fate. It is God's will. Since it is irreparable, he must face it bravely..."

At this point, his eyes were deep, hiding all the complexity, he raised his hand and stroked her head, and said very seriously:

"So, Xiao Zhuoyao, you don't have to blame yourself. If you can, just forget what happened today and don't think about anything."

"Is that really the case?" Zhuo Yao murmured, doubtful, subconsciously lowered her brows and eyes, covering the uneasiness in her eyes.

Because of this, she missed the hidden worry that flashed away in the boy's eyes.

Nan Lin glanced at Wang Gui who had died, frowned tightly, stared at Zhuo Yao, and said:

"You go back to the Black Soul Jade and stay, you can't come out without my permission, you know?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Yao's tear-stained face froze for a moment.

She raised her head suddenly, looked straight into the boy's clean and clear eyes, subconsciously grabbed his sleeves tightly, couldn't help worrying, and hurriedly said:

"What about you? Nan Lin, you will be fine, right?"

"Xiao Zhuoyao, tell me, when have I lied to you, I haven't lied to you before, and I won't in the future."

He chuckled lightly, different from his usual stern and harsh eyes, he looked at her with an unprecedented gentleness, inexplicably reassuring.

Then, without waiting for Zhuoyao to open his mouth, he heard him say again: "Do you still remember what was said in the book? As a human being in this world, one should establish oneself with faith, and guide others with kindness. If one deceives with words and harms with evil, he is not a gentleman. It will never be tolerated."

After that, he patted her on the shoulder, "I won't lie to you, don't worry, go back and stay well."

Although Zhuo Yao would often call Nan Lin a big liar, but it was always just lip service.

If you want to discuss it, Nan Lin is definitely the only existence in her heart that she firmly believes in.

Finally, she sniffed and smiled sweetly at the boy.

"Okay, I believe in the little genius doctor, if the little genius doctor says it's fine, then it will be fine."

The young owner of the Yunlan Inn died unexpectedly, and the news quickly spread throughout Lingqiya before Nanlin returned.

That night, with the fire shining against the moon, most of the people in the village put down their homework and surrounded the door of the Yunlan Inn, just waiting for the return of the boy who was born different from ordinary people.

Of course, it is unknown whether they came to confirm the rumors are true or not, or to watch a good show and join in the fun.

Under the eyes of everyone, Nan Lin walked back from the other side of the wooden bridge with Wang Gui's body on his back.

The night wind blew, and the two lanterns hanging high in front of the inn flickered, giving off a strange feeling.

(End of this chapter)