The original God, Yasha, the Immortal Doctor, will finally become the law of heaven

After the men in front of Shi Jing looked at each other for a while, they made way for a way, which made Shi Jing know that he must let someone who can count on words come to talk to her, so she waited patiently.

After a long time, when Shi Jing thought that these people were amusing herself, or secretly sent someone back to ask for help, an old man with a cane and gray hair appeared in front of him profusely with sweat.

This......

As an old man, it is naturally not good to lose your temper because of this.

"This strong man, this is a private matter of our village, please don't interfere too much."

Shi Jing was expressionless.

"Since I ran into it, it would be my fault if you continue to harm others for no reason."

The old man immediately pointed to the daughter between the mother and daughter.

"Why is there no reason and no evidence? The little boy stole things from the villagers everywhere, refused to pay compensation, and even ran away overnight, so we chased him all the way."

The mother behind Shi Jing immediately let out a somewhat broken scream.

"Don't believe him! He wants to take us back as sacrifices!"

As a mother, she didn't care whether it was appropriate to drag innocent people into the water. For her, the powerful man in front of her was the only hope that could get her daughter out of danger.

Hearing the woman's words, the expression on the old man's face froze, while Shi Jing showed a sneer.

"I've never heard that it takes such a big fanfare to catch thieves. Judging by the number of you, I'm afraid you're mobilizing the whole village, right? Why don't you think of Shi as a fool."

Shi Jing turned the spear in her hand and asked in a deep voice.

"Is it really as she said?"

The old man was hesitating about what choice to make, but the villagers behind him couldn't hold their breath.

"Village chief, why are you talking nonsense with him! He is alone, let's go shoulder to shoulder!"

The crowd was incited and just when they were about to rush forward, Shi Chen took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms and threw it to the wasteland aside.

The flames exploded, and the crowd who had just started making noise froze in place as if the tentative button had been pressed.

If a fight broke out, Shi Jing thought it would be easy for him to deal with these rotten fish and shrimps, but he didn't want to hurt anyone.

"It seems that there is no need to say too much. I took these two people away, and you can also choose to chase them. The consequences are at your own risk."

After saying that, Shi Jing turned around and was about to help the mother up.

The eyes of the old man known as the village head changed, and suddenly he knelt down in front of Shi Jing with a plop, crying in a helpless tone.

"Wait a minute, strong man! You don't know something. We have to do this. We have been in drought for several months. If we don't dedicate people to the gods, then we have no way to survive! You can't take them away Ah! You are going to kill all of us!"

When Shi Jing heard that people in the village would die, she immediately stopped her movements. This made the mother of the mother and daughter's face change drastically. She knew too well the nature of the villagers.

"Brother, don't you..."

Shi Jing raised her hand to stop the woman's words, he has his own set of standards for judging right from wrong.

He absolutely does not allow the act of sacrificing people at present, but if he wants to let so many people die, he will not be able to bear it.

Looking at the weeping old man, Shi Jing's questioning expression could not help but soften a bit, but she still asked.

"Are you sure that the drought is not the fault of that god in your mouth?"

When mentioning the gods, the old man's tone brought a touch of respect.

"Yes, strong man, how can we encounter such drought days from time to time? The last drought was already an unknown number of years ago. This method of inviting gods has been passed down from our ancestors. , in order to prevent this from happening.”

"Then why don't you go and be that sacrifice yourself."

Shi Jing's abrupt words made the old man's expression awkward, and everyone else looked away.

Shi Jing sighed.

"Forget it, take me to your village to have a look. If it's just raining, I can do something."

63. Go home, Shi Jing

While walking, Shi Jing couldn't help thinking about the gods that the old man said.

If what the other party said is true, then he can probably guess that this god is probably a certain demon god.

Although I already felt that the Master is very worthy of respect, but when compared with other Demon Gods, Shi Jing's admiration for his own Lord Demon God will only be more enthralling.

The demon gods of other people's houses will require human beings to offer sacrifices when it rains.

The demon god of his own family personally came down to teach humans to build a safe place to shelter and protect one side. The eldest son under him, that is, his master, specially developed alchemy for the self-protection of human beings.

Whenever these things appear in his mind, Shi Jing can't help but feel that he is really a lucky person to be born as a subject of the Demon God of Dust.

When passing by a deserted house that looked like it was about to collapse, Shi Jing couldn't help but take a second look.

He had never seen such a simple and dilapidated house.

"Mom, are we going home?"

Shi Jing couldn't help being taken aback by the little girl's ignorant and immature words, and then sneered at the old man who was leading him.

"It is indeed a place suitable for thieves to live in."

The old man's face was red and white, showing embarrassment.

This yin and yang language is obviously mocking them as members of a village, but they can't even take care of a poor mother and daughter, causing the daughter to steal for a living.

If everything is fine, how can anyone be willing to do that sneaky thing?

So far, Shi Jing has completely lost hope for the people in this village.

Call them rain, and let them fend for themselves.

Shi Jing thought so.

"Strong man, we've arrived at our village. Look at this place, these dead vegetable seedlings. We are indeed at the end of our rope."

Shi Jing glanced at the cracked ground and the dead seedlings, and nodded expressionlessly.

Having already made up her mind to leave as soon as possible, Shi Jing immediately took out the talisman paper and began calligraphy and painting of seal characters on the spot.

After finishing the talisman seal, he threw the talisman paper towards the sky. The yellow paper suddenly became inexplicably wet while it was floating. When he looked at the sky carefully, he saw that there were already clouds in the night sky.

The villagers cheered as they felt the water droplets falling from the sky.

The village elder also kept repeating "Thank you brave man" beside Shi Jing.

But Shi Jing looked at the rain curtain with no special expression.

For him, it was just a matter of writing a talisman that gathered water elements and throwing it into the sky.

What Shi Jing was more worried about was how the mother and daughter would survive the night in the dilapidated house under the rain.

After making up her mind, Shi Jing turned and left, leaving behind the villagers who were still roaring.

And the oldest village head, after Shi Jing left, did not behave like other villagers, but looked at the dead seedling on the ground with a thoughtful look.

Shi Jing, who returned to the dilapidated house, walked in against the rain, and saw the mother and daughter curled up in a corner where no rain fell. The daughter had already fallen asleep, while the mother was frowning. .

Realizing that someone was coming, the mother raised her head slightly, and after seeing the person clearly, she lowered her head again.

"Have you thought about leaving here?"

Shi Jing broke the atmosphere of silence.

"Now that you have summoned the rain, you can still have a bite to eat if you stay here. Traveling through the wild, for us mother and daughter, it is ten deaths and no lives."

The mother gently arranges the sideburns of the girl in her arms, which is her whole world.

"I can take you away."

Hearing this, mother's eyes lit up in vain, and she hurriedly spoke.

"Is this...really true?"

Realizing that the words were rather hasty and loud, the mother lowered her voice for fear of waking the daughter in her arms.

"Well, I have foreseen that if you continue to stay here, there will be no good end."

Seeing the hopeful look in her mother's eyes, Shi Jing couldn't help but chuckled, but then saw the other's expression change to panic.

"careful!"

There was something wrong in my heart, which was synchronized with the woman's reminder.

Shi Jing, who was about to turn his head to dodge, was finally a little slower.

There was a pain in the back of the head, and a coolness that was cooler than rainwater pervaded. The dizziness dominated the brain and took away the control of the body. dark.

There may be factors that confuse the audience on a rainy night, but there is more...

Alas, it is old after all.

If he was ten years younger, even if he didn't notice someone approaching behind him, he would be able to react and make a move the moment he saw the woman's expression was wrong.

......

"Are you trying to avenge me for slapping your face?"

With his limbs bound and tied to the center of the open space where wooden pillars with snake tail totems were placed at the four corners, Shi Jing looked gloomy at the old man standing in front of him.

"No, no, no, warrior, you misunderstood."

The old man shook his head hastily, but Shi Jing could still see a trace of complacency in the other's eyes.

"If you have really helped us solve the problem, how could we attack you?"

"Haven't I already called the rain for you?"

"But it doesn't help us at all, look there."

Shi Jing followed the other's fingers and looked at a dead grass on the ground.

"Look, don't these plants show signs of being alive at all?"

"Absurd! How can a withered plant be revived by a rain? Don't you have to remove the old things and plant new seeds."

"It seems that you don't know anything about the rain god we reverence."

The old man's tone was tinged with fanaticism, and he pointed to the totem in the corner.

"Look! Our God! The rain it drops has the effect of rejuvenating the earth! It's no problem to bring dead crops back to life!"

After saying that, the old man made a gesture of regret.

"I was also stupid at the time. Even if a mortal knows a little bit of magic, how can I compare to the great powers of the Rain God?"

As if performing a face-changing trick, the old man turned into a charitable look again.

"So, Hero Shi, please show more mercy and use your life to let Lord Rain God show his kindness. In this way, you not only help us, but also allow the mother and daughter to survive. How happy everyone is."

After Shi Jing listened, she closed her eyes and stopped looking at the bad old man in front of her. That would only make her unhappy. After all, he was getting old, and his body already felt uncomfortable under the scorching sun.

Seeing this, the old man also shook his head and left.

Next, he just waited for the Rain God to rain down the vitality.

Being exposed to the sun and dying, Shi Jing really didn't expect that he would meet his death in this way.

In the beginning, the feeling that the water in the body was gradually evaporated was very painful.

In the end, the body has no consciousness.

In this state, Shi Jing felt that her thoughts were more active than before.

If he was given another chance, knowing the bad nature of the villagers here, he would definitely choose to leave with the mother and daughter.

But if you want to say whether he regrets it at this time, it's not the case, he just implemented his own philosophy of life.

It's a pity that I couldn't go back to the Aozang Mountain.

Shi Jing had already thought about it, if she really reached old age, she would have the cheek to move to her master to retire.

His immortal master had a cold face and a kind heart, so he would not refuse him.

On the day when his life came to an end, even though he had no children, his master would surely not let his body be exposed to the wilderness, and would help him to have a good burial.

Alas, it's a pity that after so many years of wandering, I still have to embarrass Master Xuekui in the end, and unexpectedly fell on being attacked by mortals.

At the last moment of her life, Shi Jing suddenly felt that her consciousness was clear, as if she was about to get out of that dusty body, and her spirit was actually uplifting.

This can be regarded as a kind of reflection, but his body may have become a mummy, so God, just let his head clear up at the last moment.