Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11322

Chen Banxian had been beaten to the point where he could no longer speak and was about to die. Suddenly, Luo Fengtang walked up behind him and lifted him up from the ground.

Luo Fengtang tapped a certain spot on Chen Banxian's back a few times with his palm, and Chen Banxian suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth hanging on the ground.

As he spat out the black blood, his breathing became smooth again and he began to breathe normally.

Luo Fengtang turned him over again and stuffed a red pill into Chen Banxian's mouth.

Chen Banxian bit the back of his teeth, held his breath, and resisted the entry of the medicine.

"Here's the life-saving medicine for you!" Luo Fengtang's eyes were stern. "If you don't want to swallow it yourself, I'll help you. The prerequisite for me to help you is to crush your jawbone."

"No need for your help, I'll eat it!"

Chen Banxian was frightened and swallowed the pill with tears in his eyes, not knowing whether it was medicine or poison.

However, I only swallow it into my mouth and hide it under the root of my tongue, or deep in my cheek. I don’t swallow it into my stomach. I’m not stupid.

As a result, just as these little thoughts had just circled in Chen Banxian's mind, Luo Fengtang suddenly slapped Chen Banxian on the chest.

"Don't hit me~"

Chen Banxian raised his hands to protect his chest and begged for mercy.

Luo Fengtang's palm did not fall on Chen Banxian's chest. However, the pill that Chen Banxian had hidden in his mouth was pushed into his throat by the airflow rushing in from outside as he screamed, and then rolled down in his throat until it rolled into his stomach...

Finished!

It was too cunning. I have been playing tricks on people for most of my life, but I ended up falling into the trap and got tricked by someone.

Seeing that Chen Banxian had completely swallowed the pill, Luo Fengtang nodded with satisfaction and retreated back behind the door.

On the bench over here, Yang Ruoqing paused the interrogation of the senior brother and said to Chen Banxian with a smile: "Don't think about digging out the pill. The pill was specially prepared by me and the witch doctor."

"Do you know what a witch doctor is? Haha..."

Chen Banxian's hand, which was stretched to his mouth, froze there. He raised his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise.

"Are there really witch doctors in the world?" he asked hesitantly.

He played tricks on others for half his life, and even created a mysterious identity as Granny Bai's former servant, in order to make money.

As for those magical powers, he did not have any of them. His only magical power came from the fact that his family was poor when he was young and he was born blind in one eye. His parents wanted to help him find a living, so they sent him to learn skills from a distant relative who specialized in organizing funerals.

He was very studious and had a good talent in that area, so he was well aware of the taboos and etiquette surrounding funerals.

Later, he followed his master to the north for some business and heard some stories about the northern guardian deity. On the way back, his master died of illness, and he was the only one left.

He found that working in funeral business not only made money slowly, but also made others regard him as an unlucky person.

People are just so strange sometimes.

When someone dies in the family, he needs you, so he invites you over and treats you with respect. In the eyes of others, you are the incarnation of the god of plague and impermanence. No one will hang out with you on weekdays, and you can't even marry a wife.

Rich families are well-off and death is rare. Even if someone dies, they will hire a special team of Taoist priests or monks to perform rituals and chant sutras to help the deceased reach nirvana.

When someone dies in a poor family, they don’t have the money to hire someone to do those things.

Some people can't even afford to hire someone like him who specializes in handling funerals.

So he was in a very awkward position during those years and could only earn money from ordinary people who could barely have enough food and warm clothes.

But those families can't have people die every day, so only one person dies every few years. Moreover, his wages are very low. After all, he just helps with the coffin and performs a simple small ceremony before burial.

The main purpose of doing these rituals is to weigh the cost-effectiveness of hiring a Taoist priest...

So he was really afraid of being poor in the first half of his life, and yet no one looked down on him.

Later, he met a noble person who gave him guidance and real support, which led to his current situation...

"If witchcraft really exists, then do ghosts and gods also exist?" Chen Banxian looked straight at Yang Ruoqing, but blurted out the question that had been in his mind for years.

Yang Ruoqing obviously did not expect that Chen Banxian was beaten into a pig's head. Not to mention that he was blind, his only remaining eye that could see things was already red, swollen and bruised.

But even so, that red, swollen and bruised eye revealed a strong desire for knowledge!

"Haha, I was obviously the one interrogating you, but now it's the other way around and you're the one asking the questions? Huh?"

Facing Yang Ruoqing's playful eyes, Chen Banxian suddenly knelt on the ground, supported himself with his arms, and looked up at Yang Ruoqing.

"Ma'am, to be honest, I have been dealing with ghosts and gods all my life, but I have never come into contact with the real mysterious realm!"

"If witchcraft really exists in this world, does that mean that immortals, gods, ghosts, and demons really exist?"

To be honest, Yang Ruoqing herself was a little unsure about this question about Chen Banxian.

If there is, she has never seen a real god. Even though she died once and traveled through time again, her soul has never been to a place like the Underworld.

Or maybe she had been there, but she didn't remember it because she drank Meng Po tea.

However, if one really drinks Meng Po tea, then the memory that will be erased is not just the memory of passing through the underworld, but also the memory of more than 20 years of being an agent in the previous life.

But if there is no such mysterious existence in this world, then how do we explain the two giant snakes that are still stranded in the Zhengjia Village Reservoir, waiting to escape from the dragon and enter the rivers and lakes, but were stopped by the Dragon-Slaying Sword?

If there is nothing mysterious, why is there a coffin of an empress of the Southern Dynasty that has not decayed for hundreds of years at the bottom of Mianniu Mountain?

Why are there strange creatures beside the underground river?

Why is there a condensed version of the Nine-story Demon Tower made from the bones and skulls of children?

What is being suppressed? Who set it up?
Not only is there mystery beneath Mianniu Mountain, but Ziwei Cave in Huguang County is also mysterious. By entering through the underground river, you can sneak into a mysterious underground palace with pavilions, towers, waterside terraces and flower corridors.

Because there were many holes on the top of the mountain that let in sunlight and rain, and the other side of the underground palace was next to the steep cliffs of the entire mountain, so when they entered that place, Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang, Zuo Junmo, and even Chen'er who was traveling with them, were all shocked. It was really like a knife cutting their butts and eyes, and everyone was completely eye-opening!