How many is this?

No... I don't know, village chief, there are too many...

Alas... For the sake of the village, this is the only way to go. Go and see if the orphan girl is still there.

But, the village chief...she has a strange thing——

Shut up!Let you go!Or do you want your own daughter to take her place? !

No no no me, I...

Don't worry, that guy is not as good as before, let you go and go, he has not been in the village for a long time now.

Yes, I'm going!

The little girl hid in the thatched pile outside the house, hugged her body tightly and trembled uncontrollably.

She heard that this group of people was looking for sacrifices for that weird woman who smelled of blood again, they were targeting themselves, they couldn't go back, they couldn't go home, move, run, get out of here.

The girl stood up tremblingly, and galloped along the deserted street.

However, she was just a little girl, a weak child. In the end, she was caught and became the most beautiful sacrifice in the village.

"No... I don't want to go, where are you, Ah Huo... the one who promised to take me out of here, why, why did you disappear..."

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The sound of knocking on the table board accompanied by the crackling sound of paper turning made this heavy and solemn space even more dull.

"I... can't go back for the time being." After the red-haired boy sitting in front of the white-clothed priest finished speaking, all these voices disappeared, leaving only silence, which made him shrink his neck a little uneasy.

Xie Chen looked away from the book, stared at the boy fixedly, his indifferent eyes made him feel chills.

"I can't or I don't want to." The cold voice froze the boy from head to toe like a cold spring, and the words he spit out mercilessly tore open the boy's wound. "You should know what you will bring to them." After a pause, he continued, "Isn't that village because of you..."

Did you just start worshiping evil things?

"Enough! Don't talk!" The red-haired boy let out a low growl, interrupting Xie Chen's words. At some point, a faint fire appeared in his right palm. A cup of tea poured the already cooled tea on the boy's right palm, and the flame that had just ignited was extinguished.

The young man stared blankly at his palm, showing disbelief in his eyes.

"How come... obviously, obviously..."

"Your time is running out." Xie Chen ruthlessly broke the boy's fantasy.

"Zhaohua, you know that as an impure baby bird of Bifang, not only will you not be able to grow up without the barrier of Kyushu, but you will even be completely transformed into an evil thing due to the turbidity of the outside world." Move your gaze to the book again , Xie Chen carefully read page by page, this Bi Fang needs to give him some time to think, after all, it is still a fledgling.

It seemed that there was only the rustling sound of pages turning in the room. It was not until the Western Golden Crow was about to enter the sea that Zhaohua had a reaction, and Xie Chen just closed the book.

"I...will go back, but, but I want to settle the matter in the village before leaving, is that okay? I want to do one last thing for Ajiu." At least, let that evil thing not hurt Ajiu again.He spoke palely.

"Well, pay attention to the time." After finishing speaking, Xie Chen got up, picked up the red umbrella that was on the side, and prepared to leave.

That's right, this is not Daoist Xie's residence, but the temporary residence of this little bird.

"Please wait!" But Zhaohua stopped him.Xie Chen stopped in his tracks, looked at the troubled boy and asked.

"How?"

"Please, please help me, that evil spirit...I can't deal with her..."

"Do you think I will help?"

"Yes!" the young man said firmly, his golden eyes shone with a strange light.

"This is for that child." Daoist Xie Chen, you will never refuse to help a child.

Xie Chen was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

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"Is this right here?" The man with the medicine box on his back looked at the sparse houses not far away, and whispered to the weird short knife in his hand.

"It seems to be a tricky guy, ah." His gaze shifted again to a group of people who were coming out of the village, carrying a boxy and tightly closed red sedan chair.

The group of people looked curiously at the drug seller who was too strange in appearance, and then hurried on their way under the urging of the leader. It seemed that these people had some opinions on the people who carried the goods, and some of them could be heard from a distance Complaints.

"Sacrifice, right? To be worshiped as a god... It seems that this time is really troublesome."

The author has something to say: there are changes and originals, about Bi Fang, um... there will be a lot of private settings.

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