Fast Transmigration, I am the Chosen One

Chapter 342 The First Fair One (3)

With a cold face, Huo Xuelin pushed a person away, telling them to make way.

She didn't want to waste any more time here.

Staying here would only make her feel bad.

As for her mission, she can find the best places and the best sources of people.

But things don't go according to people's wishes.She wants to go, and someone is willing to let her go.

When several people stood up and stopped in front of her, Huo Xuelin's face turned completely cold.

She is a gentle god, but that doesn't mean she has no temper.

In the eyes of gods, people are inherently inferior to themselves, not to mention ordinary people here.

Now, they actually held up their sickles to block his way, and kept saying that they were going to throw themselves into the fire and burn them to death, which made Huo Xuelin unable to bear it any longer.

What is her identity?
witch?She is not a witch, she is a god who came to save the world!
When someone came to cut her hands back, Huo Xuelin's temper could no longer tolerate them continuing.Huo Xuelin was able to escape after performing a body-holding technique.

Looking at the villagers behind her, with a cold face, she cast a curse:
"Anyone with bad intentions in the village will suffer from the plague. Only by turning one's heart toward righteousness can one be cured."

After saying this, she left without looking back.

The villagers watched her leave and heard her say such a sentence, but they had no choice but to do nothing.

That night, more than half of the villagers were infected with the epidemic.

But the children are still happy and have no pain.

It can be seen that the child's thoughts are the purest.

The villagers thought of Huo Xuelin's last words before leaving:

"Only when one's heart is right can one be healed."

But what is one thing?
The villagers don't know.

A village woman with long hair said, "Could it be that the firewood piled at our door should face due south?"

Everyone felt that what she said made sense.

The placement of things is always closely related to feng shui. Most of the time I get the plague because I am the plague god who collided with it. If I use firewood to guide the way, I may be able to send the plague god away, and I will naturally get better.

The next day, more people put firewood at the door.

On the third day, the adults who got the plague approached [-]%.

The villagers finally panicked when the festering dead began to appear.

It turned out that this kind of disease is really fatal, and the death is cruel, which is really unbearable.

They began to seek medical treatment, and began to search for various folk remedies, hoping to cure the disease.

But who is Huo Xuelin?
She is the apprentice of the Lord God, the most pleasing disciple of the Lord God.Her single-handed fortune-telling technique is the most unsolvable.

The villagers wanted to use human methods to deal with immortal arts, but they really used the wrong method.

It is the truth to use immortal art to deal with immortal art.

Half a month later, the villagers suffered heavy casualties and began to despair.

It was at this time that the God of Medicine came.

When the god of medicine, Ah Gu, descended on the village, the sky shone with dazzling rays of light.

There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and her arrival brought infinite brilliance, and she also made enough face, so that people could tell at a glance that she was a fairy.

"Bodhisattva! Bodhisattva!"

The villagers who were still alive, thrashing and struggling, came to the God of Medicine.

The pleading in their eyes is hard to bear.

The God of Medicine lowered his eyes, looked down at them, and said softly:

"Evil spirits are rampant, and the immortal family should also be born to save the people from the fire and water."

She spoke slowly, but the meaning was very clear.

She was saying that Huo Xuelin was a monster, a scourge, and a bad thing.

"Please, save us!"

The villagers couldn't hear what the God of Medicine was saying at all, and they only had themselves in their hearts.

Medicine God also noticed this.

She just smiled slightly and sacrificed her magic weapon: a magnolia flower.

The magnolia blooms, rises into the air, spins down, and drops countless dewdrops.To the villagers, these dewdrops are like a heavy rain, a holy rain.

Although this is just a cover-up for the God of Medicine.

You must know that the only thing that can touch Huo Xuelin's curse is immortal magic, and immortal magic is by no means as simple as using magic to turn some water.

So, what really worked was her spell.

The villagers don't know.

They only knew that after being drenched in the rain from the God of Medicine, they actually got better.

If that wasn't the effect of this rain, what could it be?
Someone bent his knees and knelt down.

"God, god!"

This is always the case with crowds, as long as one person takes the lead, hundreds of people will follow at once.

More and more people are kneeling down, and more and more people are thanking the God of Medicine.

The God of Medicine is very satisfied with the effect of the lower bound this time.

Looking at the pious expressions of everyone, and seeing the slight changes in her magical weapon due to the large-scale casting of spells, she pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "It's all as it should be, no need to be polite."

This remark moved the villagers a little.

Someone said angrily: "It's all that witch! I was living a good life, but I didn't want to be cursed by her, god, you must punish her!"

The medicine god didn't answer.

"Yes, she must be punished!" Someone shouted loudly, "God, help me see how long I live? Can you give me a golden pill to prolong my life?"

The God of Medicine began to get a little impatient.

It's good that she came here to collect public morals, but she didn't say that she wanted to take root here.

Is it possible that she still needs to check these weird questions one by one?

To calculate the longevity, you can just find a fortune teller, anyway, they are all deceptive, and the golden elixir is made by Laojun alone, even if it is eaten as jelly beans, it needs to be cleaned up.

These things are all out of her control.

If the villagers insist on holding on to these things, she will have to find some special means.

"God, help me find out when I will have a grandson!"

"Fairy, god, help me see if I can get married this year."

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The sound was too noisy, so the Medicine God signaled everyone to be quiet.

Now her status is very high, and everyone regards her as a treasure, so naturally if she wanted to be quiet, she immediately became quiet.

"It's not the first time I've heard everyone praying for the spread of the epidemic." She said slowly, "This matter is very complicated. That evildoer has powerful magic power, and I can't do anything to her."

Hearing this, everyone was silent, and more panicked.

What on earth is a monster that even gods can't deal with?
Is it possible that no one can rescue them?

The God of Medicine smiled slightly: "It is precisely because of this that we will intervene in this matter from the lower realms, please rest assured that our fairy world will definitely not sit idly by.

That demon girl, we will definitely arrest and bring her to justice! "

The villagers were excited, and couldn't be happier when they heard this sentence.

The gods have said that they will arrest the demon girl, so I don't need to worry about it anymore.

With God's blessing, everything will be fine!
　Recently, the work intensity is a bit heavy, and there are many three-dimensional things. I always feel that I am out of shape. I also feel that there is a problem when I look back at yesterday’s article. I may have to update it most of the time this month. I will outline the outline again. Wen Xiuxiu, after all, I always feel bad about rushing through articles like this. Well, to put it bluntly, I am too tired recently and need to rest.
　　
　
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