I am the Snake Taoist

Qin Qiu observed the small courtyard, noting that although it was somewhat dilapidated, it was very clean.

As Qin Qiu walked towards the tightly locked door, the woman suddenly became nervous, looking at Qin Qiu as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Qin Qiu naturally noticed this strange behavior.

Just then, a woman's voice rang out at the entrance.

"Aunt Hong, are you home?"

"Xiao He is here? Xiao He, come in quickly!"

With that, the creaking wooden door of the courtyard was pushed open, and a woman in gorgeous clothes walked in.

Qin Qiu looked at the woman's anxious face, his slightly narrowed eyes flickering: "Yes, Aunt Hong specifically invited me here."

"That's great, you must save Brother Qingshan!"

The woman reached out and grabbed Qin Qiu's hand, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"Brother Qingshan was harmed by that 'Fragrant Powder'! You must help Brother Qingshan take revenge!"

"Fragrant Powder?"

"Are you talking about this?"

As he spoke, Qin Qiu took out the box of Fragrant Powder and handed it to them.

The expressions on the faces of everyone present changed slightly, and the atmosphere in the courtyard instantly became strange.

It was as if even breathing in the air felt dangerous. The old woman quietly shielded the woman behind her, her face full of obsequiousness.

"Daoist priest, we don't need revenge anymore, we have no grudges."

"We are just ordinary people, how could we have any grudges?"

The old woman's speech was a little stuttering, obviously frightened by Qin Qiu.

"Why don't you tell me what the reward is first? Don't worry, I have nothing to do with this Fragrant Powder, I just happen to have a bit."

The old woman's lips trembled slightly. She had always felt that Qin Qiu was not a good person. What good person would wander around someone else's door late at night?

Otherwise, the old woman wouldn't have invited him in, giving Qin Qiu a place to stay, hoping that Qin Qiu would spare her family. She just didn't expect that Qin Qiu would actually have something to do with the Fragrant Powder...

But on second thought, if Qin Qiu really had bad intentions towards her family, she wouldn't have survived last night. Immediately, she began to stutter and said: "We don't really want revenge... We can't afford to hire someone to help us take revenge..."

The old woman told Qin Qiu about her family's experiences, and Qin Qiu understood the general situation.

This old woman's family was not exactly good people. They were originally a wealthy family in Xicheng City. Their behavior wasn't exactly evil, but it couldn't be considered good either.

They lived here now purely because they were afraid of being liquidated, so they had come here to hide.

And the most fundamental reason was that their only son had become addicted to this Fragrant Powder.

This Fragrant Powder had appeared silently in the city. It was said that it initially advertised that it could enhance cultivation, improve comprehension, and make people's minds calmer during cultivation.

At that time, it was all the rage in the city, and it was well-known among young cultivators.

Young cultivators, of course, didn't want to cultivate bitterly. Hearing that this medicine could help with cultivation, they rushed to buy it.

And so, more than a month passed.

It wasn't until this time that the old woman realized something was wrong. Although her child had made some progress in cultivation at the beginning, which made her very gratified, after a period of time, everything changed drastically.

"He started not coming home for a long time, and every time he would take a large sum of money from home, with all kinds of excuses."

"Buying cultivation resources, friends in trouble, purchasing a house..."

But in the end, these evil crystals were all used to buy this Fragrant Powder.

The old woman's eyes were full of regret, perhaps blaming herself for not taking good care of her child, or perhaps blaming the force that brought the Fragrant Powder.

This Fragrant Powder is actually addictive, and once used for a long time, it will create a sense of dependence.

If you don't use it for one day, the meridians of your whole body will feel like they are on fire.

If you don't use it for two days, the muscles of your whole body will feel like they are being eaten by insects.

If you don't use it for three days, the evil energy in your whole body will flow backward, like the pain of ten thousand knives and swords being applied to your body.

The initial achievements in cultivation were also because the drug could overdraft the body's potential.

Moreover, this drug will also make the body produce adaptability. At the beginning, it was swallowed with water, then the medicinal powder had to be swallowed, and finally, the body actually had to be cut open and poured into it, so that the blood could receive it faster.

Qin Qiu was now extremely grateful that Zhang Zui had protected him during the medicine ceremony.

"Then, Aunt Hong, what do you want me to do for you? What is the reward?"

He was going to the City of Condemnation next, and he didn't know what he would experience along the way. He only had these hundred or so evil crystals on him. If there was a chance to earn more money, he could definitely earn another sum.

"Revenge? Or destroy the Fragrant Powder's den?"

Qin Qiu asked tentatively. The cultivators in the medicine hall were all stronger than him. Going there would be courting death.

If Aunt Hong said she wanted him to do these things, he would turn around and leave. You have to have the life to spend the money you earn.

"I don't want you to take revenge, and I don't want you to destroy any Fragrant Powder dens."

"I just want my child..."

"You just need to help me find my child... or his news... that's all..."

Aunt Hong was now crying her eyes out, unable to speak, sobbing in her mouth, while the woman and the old man helped to comfort her.

"Although Brother Qingshan is already delirious, I still want to see him... Daoist priest, please help me..."

The woman looked at Qin Qiu with a hopeful expression.

Qin Qiu's smile remained unchanged: "I'll listen to the reward first, I can't help you now."

Qin Qiu was not a saint with a flood of compassion. Although he had been taken in by Qin Qiu for one night last night, it was not worth Qin Qiu risking his life for this.

If the reward is not satisfactory, then there's no need to talk about it!

At worst, he would give an evil crystal, as the room fee for last night!

The old woman finally recovered her emotions: "Dao... Daoist priest, I definitely won't let you work for nothing."

As she spoke, she walked to the tightly locked door, took out the key and opened it.

The room was dark and gloomy, without a trace of light.

Qin Qiu was able to see clearly with his snake pupils.

This dark room was actually an ancestral hall, with two candlesticks around it, and an incense burner and some melons and fruits on the altar in the center.

This was not simple, this was simply crude.

And the object enshrined in the center of the altar was a painting, a somewhat strange painting...

The painting depicted a child, with a crying face, a sky-high bun on his head, and a rattle-shaped toy in his hand.

While Qin Qiu was looking around, the old woman had already lit all the candlesticks.

She took out three yellow incense sticks, lit them with the fire from the candlesticks, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Seeing that the old woman was worshiping the portrait, Qin Qiu didn't want to continue looking around. This behavior was a bit disrespectful. In this world where every cultivator worshipped gods, disrespecting the gods they worshipped was enough to provoke a cultivator's ire.