After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

A Yan stared blankly at the team, frowning.

Lai Laizi, who walked a few steps away, looked back at the motionless A Yan, and shouted: "A Yanda...ah no, A Yan, let's go, aren't you hungry?"

"That man—is going to die."

Ayan stepped forward and walked towards the team.

Among a group of refugees, a short, dark-skinned little boy was squeezed into the line, dressed in rags, with a pained expression and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Its life is gradually dying out."

"Ok?"

Lin Ye also turned her head and looked at the little boy whose breathing was getting more and more difficult.

There are heavy dark circles under the eyes, and the exposed ribs can be seen under the tattered clothes. Although she is very thin, her stomach is bulging.

"Not good—he ate sweet soil!"

Sweet soil, also known as Guanyin soil, is a kind of white clay, whether it is in this world or on the earth, it will expand when placed in water, causing it to look similar to dough.In times of famine, desperate poor people often take this kind of food to relieve their hunger for a while. Although this kind of food is easy to eat, it cannot be digested by the stomach after eating it. It cannot be pulled out, nor can it be digested. Lose.

It is true that eating a small amount can save lives, but this child is hopelessly hopeless.

Hang Yanling walked quickly into the crowd and grabbed the little boy.

A gorgeously dressed lady walked into the crowd of beggars. This behavior was particularly eye-catching. The beggars around all turned their heads to join in the fun, and the tired and haggard little boy raised his head and opened his mouth.

Although he is only six or seven years old, his teeth have been severely worn and worn out. Before new teeth can be replaced, he may be starved to death due to lack of chewing ability.

"Tsk."

If Ah Yan hadn't suddenly said that the child's life was about to burn out, Hang Yanling really wouldn't have noticed this thin and small boy hiding in the crowd.

Involuntarily, Hang Yanling dragged the boy to a relatively open ground.

Lai Laizi trotted up and followed him: "It seems that he really is not alive for long, and eating sweet soil will surely kill him. What are you going to do? Can you save him?"

"Yes, but the success rate is not too high."

The little boy who was caught didn't have the strength to struggle, he just shouted weakly: "What are you guys doing? I don't have any money..."

"Lai Lai Zi, are you a ninja? Is there any medicine that can make people faint?"

"Oh, yes, I'll come."

Lai Laizi took out a small medicine bottle from her bosom, pulled out the stopper and poured the medicine powder inside on the palm of her hand, then raised her hand to cover the little boy's mouth and nose.

The little boy struggled twice, his body became weaker and weaker, then he stopped moving, closed his eyes, and passed out.

Hang Yanling raised his hand. Fortunately, the energy of purple gold wood was used to make his body grow rapidly. The size of his palm was just enough to hold the little boy's abdomen.

"The child has been hungry for a long time."

"What to do, is there a cure?"

"Um--"

Hang Yanling frowned.

It is not that she has not treated people with this kind of situation in her previous life, but most of the ways to deal with Guanyin Soil are to infiltrate it directly with Yin Lingqi, scratch the Guanyin Soil attached to the stomach with Yin Lingqi, and then force the patients to vomit them come out.

This kind of practice is quite barbaric. Even if Hang Yanling possesses yin aura now, it is another matter whether he can survive with this little boy's body.

"Let's try it."

Hang Yanling raised his palm, and first used the gentle wood aura to protect the child's body.

As the lavender light bloomed, many small purple grasses appeared on the dirt ground around the boy, cushioning the boy's body on the soft grass blades.

Standing aside, Ayan stared blankly at Hang Yanling's preparations, thought for a while, and then asked, "What are you doing?"

"Of course I saved the child."

"Hey, do you want to save me now?"

"……if not?"

"But the people watching around..."

A Yan looked around at the people around him, and shook his head: "These people, there are so few people who came to see...do you want to wait a little longer?"

"what happened?"

"Every time Chenlu allows me to save someone, there are many people around watching."

"Oh, why bother so much, it's important to save people first."

"Okay, I get it now."

A Yan muttered and shook her head, she walked up to Hang Yanling, bent down, opened her mouth gently, and bit Hang Yanling's hair.

A burnt smell came from Hang Yanling's face, and A Yan bit off a strand of her long hair that was dyed purple by the aura of Zijinmu.

This move surprised Hang Yanling, she looked up at A Yan.

I saw Ayan chewing Hang Yanling's hair in his mouth for a while, and there were faintly tiny flames spurting out from the gap in his mouth, but Ayan didn't care, and after a while, he spit out a scorched black flame from his mouth. Small ball.

"Give."

"Uh... ah?"

Hang Yanling didn't understand, and looked at A Yan suspiciously.

A Yan didn't explain too much, seeing that Hang Yanling hadn't taken the black ball made of burnt hair, she held the ball and walked to the side of the little boy who was unconscious on the ground, pinched the boy's mouth and put the pill in, and then skillfully He gently lifted the little boy's back and patted it lightly.

Hang Yanling didn't understand what Ayan was doing, but Lai Laizi who was on the side suddenly reacted and pulled Hang Yanling away.

"It seems that she hasn't completely forgotten about it. This kid can be saved."

"..."

Hearing Lailaizi's words, Hang Yanling also stood up.

I saw the little boy who was in a coma suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and covered his stomach, his mouth puffed up, and then his chest turned red, and the air around his body became distorted because of the heat he radiated .

The actions of Hang Yanling and his group were naturally noticed by the beggars around them.The experienced old beggar naturally knew that the little boy's swollen stomach and listless appearance were caused by eating too much Guanyin soil, but the little red-haired girl didn't know what to eat for the boy, so she saw the boy suddenly asked to burn It was the same, and the upper body was glowing red.

Even Hang Yanling couldn't help taking a step back due to the high temperature, a drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead.

"This little boy won't blow up, right? Don't let us save people and kill people."

"Don't worry... her saving lives... well... that's how it is."

"Eat a lock of someone else's hair and chew a pill, and then give it to others as a panacea? Even Jigong's cure is not so abstract?"

"Generally speaking, medicinal materials are used, but you have a special constitution, and your hair can be directly used as medicinal materials."

The little boy who looked like he was about to spew out flames clutched his chest and staggered two steps on the ground in pain. The clothes on his body and the shoes under his feet were scorched by the high body temperature and peeled off like crisp paper. .

The chest that could almost see the ribs, and the arms that were like two dry sticks swelled up under the hot red light, and gradually returned to the size that a normal teenager should have.

A crackling sound could be heard coming from the little boy's body. After about five seconds, the little boy opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of thick black smoke.

The pitch-black smoke filled the surroundings, and after a while, the little boy lay on the ground, as if in a deep sleep.

A Yan walked to Hang Yanling's side, hugged his shoulders, and opened his eyes wide after a long time.

"Amazing! How did he manage to spit out black smoke from his mouth!!"

Hang Yanling looked down at A Yan speechlessly: "So you don't know the curative effect?"

"Curative effect? ​​What curative effect?"

"It's the thing you gave him just now... Isn't it for curing diseases and saving lives?"

"Things? Delicious? Where can I find delicious food?"

A Yan looked left and right, and Hang Yanling silently grabbed the strand of hair that A Yan had bitten off, and pointed to the scorched black marks on it: "This is what you gnawed just now, do you want to have another bite?"

"Well... I don't like to eat hair, hey, why is your hair missing?"

"..."

Hang Yanling looked at A Yan who turned his face and refused to admit it speechlessly, Lai Laizi came over and tugged on Hang Yanling's sleeve: "Okay, leave her alone, her instinct is like this... The part of the memory just now has been taken together with that pill It was burned, and if you tell her, she won't remember it."

"Ah this..."

"Compared to this, there are more and more people watching. Let's run quickly. Even if we don't have to worry about being hunted as prey in Dongzhou now, it is troublesome to be watched by so many people."

"I'm so hungry, when is the meal?"

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Half an hour later, in a high-end private room called [Donghuo Building] in Dongzhou Imperial Capital, Hang Yanling, Lai Laizi, and A Yan sat opposite each other.

There were sumptuous dishes on the table, and in view of A Yan's eccentricity, Hang Yanling specially ordered a stove of charcoal for her.

A Yan took a mouthful of charcoal and food with chopsticks, and his mouth was black with joy. Lai Laizi frowned and looked at A Yan, and let out a sigh of relief.

"All in all, it's fine if people are saved."

"Um……"

Hang Yanling didn't move his chopsticks, but just looked at A Yan who was eating happily.

This silly bird who has a bad mind and always forgets things just now really opened Hang Yanling's horizons by saving people.

After living for so long, she has never heard of fire spirit energy being used to save people, and she still uses this kind of strange way.

And before saving people, there was something in A Yan's words that made Hang Yanling very concerned.

Although Hang Yanling was busy thinking of countermeasures just now, and didn't notice the incongruity in the conversation, but now he wants to come...

A Yan asked Hang Yanling for permission first, and because of the reason of [too few people watching], he asked Hang Yanling [should we wait any longer].

She mentioned later that every time Ah Yan saves someone, he must first get Chen Lu's consent.

……

Based on the above conditions, it can be inferred that Chenlu has been using Ayan to save people, and regards it as a "performance" thing, and every time he saves people, a group of people will come to watch.

This kind of behavior makes people not think of the methods that some "cults" will use.

Of course, this kind of cult does not refer to the Nanzhou sect that uses harmful methods to improve its own cultivation, but a cult similar to the concept of the earth.

"Chenlu... is collecting beliefs."

Hang Yanling looked at A Yan, A Yan stopped what he was doing, and looked up at Hang Yanling: "Faith? What?"

"It's okay, eat slowly, don't choke."

"Hmm, my stomach is getting really hungry, hiccup."

Looking at A Yan who was eating again, Hang Yanling raised his head and waved at Lai Laizi: "I said, little fox, did you just say it was her instinct?"

"Yes, in her eyes, a flame will emerge from the body of a dying person, which is a lamp that symbolizes life. If the fire goes out, that person will not be far from death—this guy always When you see someone whose life is dying, you will share your own fire with them and light up their life lamp."

"Share her fire, what will happen to her?"

"There will be some wear and tear, like now you can't remember what happened before - if you share too much, you will die, and then you will be reborn in nirvana in the flames."

"Um……"

Although Lai Laizi insisted that she didn't know A Yan, but it was all about this, and Hang Yanling naturally wouldn't take her words seriously.

"That is to say, A Yan's nature is to save people, whether he remembers it or not, he will take action?"

"Yes...she is such a troublesome creature, that's why..."

Lailaizi spoke half of what she had said, and swallowed it by herself.

Hang Yanling didn't ask any further questions, but just looked at A Yan, and smiled slightly: "I can't help but save people, that's good...but I'm surprised that the legendary Suzaku would cherish human life so much. According to the legend of Dongzhou, Suzaku is an idle bird that lives in its own territory and doesn't care about the world."

"Legends are all made up of lies, so don't believe them all."

"Good good."

The discussion on Ayan came to an end, and Hang Yanling didn't have much appetite at the moment, just supporting himself, thinking about the next countermeasures.

How should I approach that dumb woman?

Most of the time I come into contact with the stupid woman who can't speak, has no movements and expressions, and is stiff all over, just letting me take care of her.

What she likes, what she hates, what kind of ambitions she has, what kind of expectations she has, all of which I don't know.

If counting from when she was sober, her nominal wife is actually just a stranger who has been with her for a few days.

Even after she completely regained her sanity, her previous self didn't know how to get along with her.