Be a God Inquisitor from Scratch

Seeing her clutching the blanket in a daze, Qing Xiao kindly reminded: "You have too little clothes, quickly cover the blanket, or you will catch a cold."

That is to say, but the girl was still wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and denim shorts. Asahiba had already seen that her clothes were thin, and although she was trembling, she still gave way gratefully: "But sir, give this to us, you What should I do? Please take it back."

"You're welcome, you can cover it, I don't need this." Qing Xiao waved her hand.

With spiritual power, she will not be invaded by cold and heat, and she will not be afraid of taking a winter swim. What kind of blanket should be covered, so she can retire early.

The mother refused to give in, and was frightened by Qing Xiao's words, "If you are sick and the child is not taken care of.", she reluctantly covered herself and the boy with the blanket.

A grunt sounded, and Ma Zhiye bowed his head in embarrassment to apologize.

Qing Xiao rubbed her belly, feeling hungry too.

She immediately took out the iron pot, took some stream water, put it by the fire, and took out compressed biscuits, broke them into pieces and threw them in for cooking. While making dinner, she asked about the situation of the mother opposite.

It seems that she is just a weak woman, but it is obviously not an ordinary person who can bring her son to this deep mountain and old forest alone.

After pondering for a moment, she still told Qing Xiao about her life experience.

This mother is called Asahiba, who used to be the daughter of a merchant, and gave birth to a boy after marrying a samurai, but she was too different from the samurai in the end, and finally Asahiba chose to leave in order not to drag the samurai down. He, but she was kicked out of the house by her father a long time ago.

With nowhere to go, Ma Zhiye had to hide his name and come to the border village, but unexpectedly, the people in the village saw her as an orphan and widowed mother, made up an excuse that she was a fox spirit, drove her out, and took the opportunity to invade Ma Zhiye. The property brought by the leaves.

Qing Xiao asked what year it was and whether there was a ruler here. Asahiba shook her head. She hadn't read any books and didn't know the current era. She only knew that there was an emperor living in the distant Heian-kyo.

Upon hearing the place name, Qing Xiao immediately knew where she was.

At the same time, she also learned from this woman that demons and ghosts are rampant in this world, and weak villages are often destroyed due to monster attacks, and at the same time, many witches or onmyojis protect the villages and cities.

Because they are very afraid of monsters, the villagers are very jealous of her, Asanoba said.

Qing Xiao nodded thoughtfully, it seems that this is not the Heian era she knew, it is more dangerous than in history, because monsters are not creatures in the storybook, but they can walk in the world and be known by others .

Asahiba finished speaking slowly, and turned to hopeful: "I came to the businessman in the village and got a message. There is a powerful shrine on the other side of this mountain, which protects the rich village. If you go there, With the proof of Miko-sama, the boy and I will not dare to come out as monsters."

Naive.

Qing Xiao silently stirred the biscuits in the pot, not exposing this ignorance.

She read the books clearly about how hierarchical neon was in ancient times, not to mention that people and witches don't care about you, a commoner, not to mention, the more ignorant and poor people are, the more active humans are in persecuting their own kind.

Bullying and snatching are often just an excuse. As for whether the excuse is true or not, it doesn't matter at all.The reason why Ma Zhiye was kicked out was actually because he was a loner with a child, so he was allowed to be fished by mermaids.

In such a traffic-blocked environment, how would a strange woman be treated if she rashly entered the village? One could imagine many tragic situations.

Thinking of this, Qing Xiao raised her head and found that Ma Zhiye was lowering her head, her expression was tenderly stroking the boy in her arms, her figure was frail and frail, but her posture was not pitiful, and there was a mother's persistence in her eyes.

Looking back, Qing Xiao continued to stir the biscuit pieces in the pot.

Maybe it's not that Ma Zhiye doesn't know this, but for the sake of the boy, she took the risk and came to this forest. Instead of being burned to death in the village, it's better to have a chance to escape.

The biscuits gradually melted, the soup in the pot became thick, bubbling, and a sweet smell wafted out.

Qing Xiao took a sip, the soup was bland and tasteless, the biscuit was still hard and sweet, it was really unpalatable... She missed the fried chicken made by her sister QAQ

Putting down the soup spoon, she wanted to cook for a while, but her keen peripheral vision caught the desire dodging in Ma Zhiye's expression, and Qing Xiao remembered that the mother and son must have eaten for a long time.

Forget it, don’t cook it, it’s not necessary for a little taste.

Dangdang—knock on the edge of the pot.

Qing Xiao pretended to be satisfied and nodded, "It's ready."

Then she took out the only bowl in the inventory, compared the size, filled a bowl for herself, and brought the pot to Ma Zhiye.

Facing Ma Zhiye who was at a loss, Qing Xiao said with a natural expression: "There is no bowl, let's just take the pot and eat it. Although these things don't taste good, it's still okay to fill your stomach. Please don't be polite."

"My lord, you are too polite, how can I use your cooking utensils, it will only..."

Qing Xiao waved her hand to interrupt her words: "Eat."

Ma Zhiye was stunned, watching her pick up the bowl and drink the soup on her own, not caring that she touched this exquisite utensil at all.

Perhaps this adult is a rare kind person who doesn't care about etiquette, Ma Zhiye seems to understand her thoughts, and after thanking him respectfully, he wakes up the boy and feeds him.

The glutinous glutinous rice tasted very strange. It was unpalatable, but I praised it. I was barely full. I really couldn’t take another bite to embarrass myself. Qing Xiao put down the spoon and put away the remaining half bowl of glutinous glutinous rice.

She glanced at the boy who was so weak that he couldn't even drink water, and frowned: "His condition is not very good, I will send you to a new village tomorrow, but I am not familiar with this area, can you lead the way?"

Ma Zhiye was stunned, after understanding the meaning of the girl's words, she showed gratitude and wanted to put the boy down on the ground to thank her, but was stopped by Qing Xiao.

Holding the boy, Asahiba said in his mouth: "I really don't know how to thank you." Perhaps for this mother who was on the brink of despair and was rescued, the girl is no different from a god in her heart.

"You don't need to thank me like this, it's just a matter of raising your hands." Qing Xiao turned her head away, since she came to this world, the most unbearable thing for her is Ma Zhiye's habit of kneeling down at every turn.

More than once, Qing Xiao has experienced the embarrassment of being appreciated by others, and Qing Xiao is very helpless, but she can't tie up her knees and tell her not to kneel!

Qing Xiao can't leave the orphan and widowed mother in the forest just because of the problem of kneeling. It's different from putting people to death. The pocket watch is on strike. The judge will have time to look for it later. Two roads to life and extraordinary , Who is more important and who is more important, the girl's heart is as clear as a mirror.

Stirring the fire, Qing Xiao blankly thought about her future plans, wondering how long she could stay here?Where is the judge?There are so many monsters here, so will there be the legendary Abe Seimei in Heiankyo?

On the opposite side of the fire, Ma Zhiye picked up the sleeping boy and quietly looked at Qing Xiao who was sitting around her knees.

The young girl's face seems to be a little immature, but she can already see her future beauty for the first time.

As the daughter of a big businessman, she has seen many so-called noble ladies, but Ma Zhiye feels that even without such kindness, the grace of those noble ladies is not as good as this young adult.

Late at night, Qing Xiao asked Ma Zhiye to go to bed first, and she came to watch the night.

Such thoughtfulness moved the mother and she didn't know what to do.

In the middle of the night, the boy developed a fever. Qing Xiao took his temperature, and it was not very high, so it was considered a low-grade fever, and then gave him a fever-reducing medicine—she didn’t dare to give the boy antibiotics that are prone to allergies, in case something happened , this place can only be sad.

In the early morning of the next day, listening to Ma Zhiye's vague description, Qing Xiao took out the compass to find the way through the mountain. Although she hadn't slept all night, but with spiritual support, she didn't feel very sleepy.

The boy didn't have a fever after that. It seems that the medicine is still effective, but he is still very weak, so he can only climb the mountain with his mother on his back.

Qing Xiao wanted to help pick up the boy, but was naturally rejected by the mother. She didn't insist anymore, but slowed down the pace of going down the mountain.

The boy was barely able to go down to the field, and the three of them finally went down the mountain. Qingxiao didn't catch any small animals along the way, so he could only live on biscuits every day.

After research, Qing Xiao found that the compressed biscuits were unpalatable no matter how they were made, which made her miss the modern civilization with fried chicken and milk tea crazily...and her sister QAQ

In the middle of the day, the scorching sun shines on the earth.

Finding a shaded place and looking around to confirm that there is no danger, the girl beckoned to Ma Zhiye: "Let's take a rest here."

Asahiba put the boy on the stone by the stream, and wiped the sweat from his forehead carefully despite his own sweat.

Qing Xiao sat on a huge rock, took out the hunting manual she bought and began to study hard - she hadn't eaten meat for several days, and she was almost bald studying this book in order to learn how to hunt.

However, the little monsters drove away several times, and she almost memorized the contents of the book, but she still didn't meet any small animals.

The book said that in such a forest, you can see the roads that animals walk, and it is a place where large animals come and go. Throw.

Not to mention pheasant feathers, she can't even see chicken feces. As for the stories of sitting on a tree and waiting for a rabbit, they are indeed daydreams made by the ancients.The girl was indignant, her delicate and bright face swelled into a ball.

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Seeing her tangled and cute expression, Ma Zhiye burst out laughing. After a few days of getting along, with Qing Xiao's efforts, this mother can finally get along with her a little more easily, instead of thinking about the next thing all day long. Kneel down and thank you.

With a smile in his eyes, Ma Zhiye comforted: "My lord, I have heard that hunting also requires fate, maybe you just don't have enough fate."

"No, I think there must be something wrong!" The girl continued to open the book and said in disbelief, she didn't listen to such nonsense that there is no fate with fried chicken!Having eaten so many fried chicken nuggets and grilled chicken wings since she was a child, Qing Xiao firmly believes that her match rate with the chicken must be [-]%!They are the ones who are talking about the match made in heaven in the past and present!

So today she must continue her relationship!

The author has something to say: Hahahahaha, it’s too bad that I didn’t have a fate with fried chicken.

Although everyone is very active in guessing who is so-and-so, but the heroine doesn’t make it, the heroine is just a superficial passerby who hasn’t even seen animation, she doesn’t make it at all, what was someone’s name when she was a child, so, you know of.

Friendly reminder, this dungeon, the new stock is still a small one, the basic background board, everyone can just... pretend he doesn't exist [Hello]

Author ba ba ba: You guessed the next stock 30 words in advance, how about it so fast, someone's sword is really not taken away by Qing Xiao, don't worry.