Unruly Xiaohuangxian: God asks for a hug

Chapter 75 The Consequences of Disrespecting the Gods

When Hua Xiangxue said this, she suddenly stopped.

"what?"

Ming Qing was still interested. She really didn't know much about the history of the God Realm. There were only a few records in the ancient books of Lost Palace, and they were very formulaic, far less interesting than folk legends.

The words that stopped abruptly made her heart itch, and she hurriedly asked.

Hua Xiangxue's gaze was fixed on the front, as if looking through the crowd.

Ming Qing stretched out her hand and pushed Hua Xiangxue, but the latter ran away suddenly. She kept pushing away the people who stood in front of her, causing people around her to turn their heads frequently.

"Ugh?"

Hua Xiangxue kept putting on the pedestrian's body, stumbling a little.Ming Qing saw that she was running on the rampage as if she had lost her soul, and was a little worried, so she also followed her in the direction she ran away.

Ming Qing chased Hua Xiangxue to a pear blossom forest. In March of Yangchun, the pear blossoms that were as white as snow were hanging all over the branches, and a gust of wind blew through them, luxuriantly.

It's beautiful, but Ming Qing doesn't have much interest in appreciating it. She frowned and walked step by step into the depths of the forest.

There was no one around, only a red fantasy flower swaying in the wind that was out of place with the surroundings.

Ming Qing walked over, gently stroked the flowers, tried to make her voice soft, and said, "Sister Hua, are you okay!"

The dream flower gently shakes the flower branch to show its answer.

Ming Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, with a look of long talk, and said:

"Sister Hua, although I am ignorant, I am still very smart. If you have anything to say, I may be able to help you."

Ming persuaded, and even praised himself rather narcissistically, which is really not modest at all.

"Pfft..." Hua Xiangxue couldn't help laughing, turned into a human form, and sat on the ground following Ming Qing's example.

"What's so funny?" Ming Qing pouted, but she meant it sincerely.

"You are so cute!" Hua Xiangxue admired, and then continued, "It's nice to be young, without any troubles."

"Don't say you are so old, you are obviously a young woman." Ming Qing said.

"I'm twenty and five, and I've already passed my cardamom years, so how can I not be old?" Hua Xiangxue sighed, her tone could not hide the sadness.

"Sister Hua, to be honest, sometimes I think you are cute, but sometimes I think you are very vicissitudes." Ming Qing said, this is the first time she seriously evaluates others.

Hua Xiangxue's sadness from time to time can even be felt by someone as dull as her, especially today Hua Xiangxue's astonishingly hiding here in a human form makes her feel distressed.

"Cute? Hehe, someone once said that to me, but that was eight years ago." Hua Xiangxue said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go back quickly. It's getting dark, the street will be more fun at night, you'll like it." Hua Xiangxue stood up first.

"Oh! Why is it like this?" She was so curious that she refused to say a word.

After what happened this afternoon, the relationship between the two is obviously much closer.

"Saints are parading, and the idlers stay out of the way." Ming Qing and Hua Xiangxue turned their heads and looked at the source of the sound.

Eight people carried the sedan chair from far to near, and there were eight male and female attendants on the left and right, all in white clothes, the sedan chair was covered with white gauze, and pearls were strung together, which was luxurious and noble.

The woman inside is wearing a water-blue skirt, with a white ribbon on her shoulders, a high bun, a gold hairpin, and a white gauze covering her face. However, just looking at the half-bare face, one can tell that she is extraordinary.

Ming Qing raised her head and met her watery eyes. For some reason, she saw sadness and despair in her eyes.

The queue passed in front of the two of them slowly, leaving behind a fragrance of fragrance.

Ming Qing grabbed a little brother beside him and asked, "What is this for?"

"The Saintess Parade." The younger brother replied, "You are outsiders, right? This is an annual event in our Ink City. Three years ago, the Ink City, which has always had good weather, suddenly suffered a drought and broke out for some reason. There was a large-scale plague, and many people died that year, what a pity!"

He sighed as he spoke.

"What happened next?" Hua Xiangxue asked impatiently.

"Later, a master passed by here and not only controlled the plague, but also found out the source of the drought. The master said that the sun god has blessed Ink City for generations, but people have abandoned his temple in this way, which is disrespectful to the gods. The next disaster is the sun god's punishment on Ink City."

"Nonsense, it's simply impossible." Ming Qing yelled to stop him.

Three years ago in the human world, and three days ago in the god world, Mitu was still in the god world, and she was always with him.Moreover, Mitu has always ignored the affairs of the human world and found it troublesome. How could he be punished by God for a ruined temple that has been abandoned for hundreds of years?
She will never allow anyone to slander the gods.

Suddenly, a light flashed in her mind, as if she knew something.

Mitu doesn't like to meddle in the affairs of the human world, but she has repeatedly intervened in Hua Xiangxue's affairs. Is this why the gods are angry?
It must be like this.

Ming Qing finally figured it out, it turned out that she did something wrong again, which made Mitu angry with her.

She was overjoyed, the corners of her mouth opened, and she laughed out loud.

"Mingqing, what's the matter?" Hua Xiangxue was a little worried when she saw Mingqing's reaction so intensely, and asked concerned when she saw her crying and laughing again.

When Ming Qing was asked such a question, she came back to her senses, shook her head and said, "It's okay."

Of course she's fine, on the contrary, she's fine now.

Seeing the other two people looking at her inexplicably, she touched her nose in embarrassment and urged: "Brother, keep talking, keep talking, hehe."

"The master said that the disaster can only be resolved by restoring the incense in the Temple of the Sun and sacrificing a saint every year. After the saint parade is finished today, I will pray for the people in the temple at night, and tomorrow will be the ceremony of offering sacrifices. The grandest thing."

After the little brother finished speaking, he chased after the parade and went to watch the excitement.

"I never knew that there was such a thing. It must be weird to sacrifice a living person." Hua Xiangxue said.

"Of course it's weird!" Ming Qing affirmed, "Now, let me find out the murderer behind the scenes."

Ming Qing clenched his fist to show his determination.

"Why are you so sure, huh? Mingqing." Hua Xiangxue asked suspiciously.

"Miss, Miss Mingqing." Zhu Cheng ran against the crowd and hurried over from a distance.

There were thin beads of sweat on his forehead, which showed that for Zhu Cheng, a martial artist, he had exhausted a lot of energy.

"Ink City is not safe, you two don't run around anymore." He frowned and reminded the two of them to be more careful when they abandoned him silently.He was obviously dissatisfied with their actions, but due to his identity and responsibilities, he still didn't say anything.

Ming Qing stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

(End of this chapter)