After running away with a cub, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 142 Save Her or Save Her? (4000 words)
Ye Yan called twice in a low voice, but there was still no answer. After thinking about it for a while, she opened the door and entered, only to find that there was no one in the wooden house.

A few pieces of old and simple wooden furniture were covered with dust, leaving a clear line of footprints wherever she passed.

The cabin has been unoccupied for a long time.

After looking around the room, Ye Yan finally stopped in front of the wooden table, and she casually picked up two books of different thicknesses on the table and flipped through them.

The book is full of obscure ancient Chinese.

Fortunately, Ye Yan had studied ancient characters in Zangshuge before, and the content of the book can be roughly understood, mainly talking about farming matters.

Ye Yan got two clues, one is that the time of this space happened around the time of God's Fall, and the other is that the owner of this house should be an ordinary farmer.

In the following time, she turned the room inside and out twice. Apart from these old furniture and sundries, she only found a few simple agricultural tools and a large bag of rice seeds.

Strange to say, this rice seed is quite fresh, could it be that it was specially reserved for her to grow?
As soon as this idea came to mind, Ye Yan felt a little ridiculous, but after thinking about it carefully later, maybe this is the secret to clearing the level.

At the level of chance, the emphasis is on chance, everything is about a "fate", and the word "fate" is the most unexpected.

However, Ye Yan has never been in the field in the past two lifetimes. Farm work is not as simple as it seems. Ridging, plowing, covering soil, sowing, fertilizing, etc. are all about learning. She was suddenly asked to go to the field to do farm work. This has to be learned well in advance.

She read through all the books left by the original owner, and only after she got a good understanding did she start her own farming business.

Ye Yan divided the rice seeds left by the original owner into three equal parts.

After all, she is a fledgling novice. In the first year of farming, she only used one of the rice seeds to cultivate a test field, but the harvest was extremely poor, basically no harvest, so she burned all the stalks. Look at the fertility of the soil.

After Ye Yan summed up the failures and lessons of the previous year, she devoted herself to farming again in the second year. This time, the harvest of the farmland was much better, and the amount of rice seeds in her hands doubled several times.

In the third year, she sowed all the rice seeds in the field, plowing, weeding, fertilizing, and watering diligently every day, which can be described as hard work.

Originally, she didn't have to work so hard, but in this space, everything related to spiritual power was forbidden. She seemed to have become an ordinary country peasant woman, facing the loess and back to the sky every day, and finally her hard work paid off. In the autumn of that year, she ushered in a big harvest.

The thatched hut next to the wooden house was an empty granary, and she put all the rice into the granary, and then she squatted on the ground, waiting for the space to change.

Wait from morning till night.

Calm and calm.

There were no passages or other adventures to the eighth floor.

Is it necessary to fill the granary?

She looked at the granary, which was less than one-fifth full, and started a new round of spring plowing and autumn harvest.

After decades of coming and going, the rice has been harvested wave after wave, and the granary has long been unable to hold it. Ye Yan put all these rice into the Qiankun bag, and at this time, she, with the passage of time, has become a beautiful woman. A hunched white-haired old woman.

No wonder no monk has ever been able to pass the seventh level, this girl didn't give the conditions for clearing the level at all!
Just when Ye Yan thought that she would be trapped until she died of old age, one day when she was working in the field, her hoe suddenly hit a hard object.

...not quite like a rock.

She seemed to feel something, her eyes lit up, she hurriedly dropped the hoe in her hand, lay down on the ground and began to dig.

A purple-gold light almost blinded her eyes.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly.

This is--

A top quality spirit stone? !

The top-grade spirit stone contains extremely rich and pure spiritual energy, because it is too precious and rare, and its cultivation value is extremely high, so it loses its monetary value, and is rarely seen in the market.

It was rumored that the top-grade spirit stones had almost disappeared in the cultivation world after the death of the gods, but unexpectedly, she dug up one in the ground.

Although it may not be possible to take it out, it does not prevent people from being excited.

Ye Yan ran back to the wooden house again, changed the shovel, and continued digging with humming humming, and found several top-grade spirit stones the size of a palm.

She guessed even more that something more important was buried deeper in the ground!

The sun rose in the east and set in the west. After three days and three nights, a deep pit about ten meters deep appeared in the field, with soil ridges several meters high on both sides.

finally.

Let her dig out an ordinary mottled stone tablet.

A few lines of complex ancient texts were faintly engraved on the surface of the stele.

Ye Yan looked left and right, looked up and down, she could understand ancient Chinese, but when these words were connected together, she couldn't seem to understand, what kind of words such as sacrifice, god, mercy and salvation, blah blah, blah blah. She had no idea what the person who carved the stele was talking about?
But Ye Yan noticed that there was a word [blood] on the stele, and she lowered her head and bit her fingertips, forcing out a drop of blood, and pressed it on a groove at the top of the stele.

A dazzling light suddenly burst out from the ancient stone tablet.

She hurriedly stretched out her arms and swept them in front of her eyes.

When the light dissipated, Ye Yan opened her eyes, and found that she had changed from an old man to the original, and a magic circle appeared under her feet, and another beam of light reaching the sky shone on her body, and her body floated upwards uncontrollably.

It turns out that the passage to the eighth floor is not a stone ladder, but a teleportation circle...

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Xianrong Village.

Gongs and drums were played, and lights and festoons were decorated.

The whole village is filled with joyful atmosphere.

People on the street, no matter men, women or children, are all dressed in red robes, smiling and congratulating each other, as if the daughters of some family are about to get married.

"Since the gods came to the world, our village has been blessed by them, and the weather has continued to this day, and there has never been any natural or man-made disasters!" Someone said happily.

"The harvest of my family's two acres of crop land has also doubled!"

"The night my son went to Beijing to take the exam, he said that he met a god in his dream, and he was finally on the list, honoring his ancestors!" A peasant woman in her 40s also interjected.

"This is a gift from God!"

Suddenly someone bent his knees, knelt on the ground with a thud, and began to bow to the sky.

This sudden surprise scene was like a stone falling into the water, causing ripples, and the surrounding villagers also began to kneel on the ground like a demon, chanting words in their mouths.

"Everything we have is a gift from God!"

"We should serve the god wholeheartedly and offer him the best tribute. Only in this way will the god be happy and give us more gifts..."

And at this time, inside the house.

"Master Goddess, today is your day of great joy, you must dress up well and get married in style!"

"You will be the most beautiful bride in our village!"

In front of the bronze mirror, the red wax was crying, and the black-haired and snow-skinned woman was unparalleled in beauty, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes added a touch of charm to her, which made people fascinated.

Ye Yan looked at himself in the mirror expressionlessly.

This is, is she trapped in another space?
There was no time left for breathing.

She is really tired.

The maid next to her was carefully drawing her eyebrows, licking the rouge paper, applying yellow stickers, and applying cardamom. Ye Yan let her dress up like a doll, until she finally put on the phoenix crown and xia cloak, and the maid beside her couldn't help but blush , pursing her lips and smiling, "Master Goddess is indeed the most beautiful bride Qing'er has ever seen."

"……goddess?"

Ye Yan murmured and frowned, she turned her head to look like the maid who called herself Qing'er, and said flatly, "I'm not your goddess."

However, Qing'er seemed to have never heard of it. She was still smiling, chatting and laughing with the two maids next to her, "The bride of our Xianrong Village this year is so beautiful, Lord Shangshen must be very happy, and protect our village every year." Good weather and good harvests..."

"..." Ye Yan was speechless, could these people not hear what she said?

What else is God?
What the hell is this?

Ye Yan opened her mouth, but was speechless, her body seemed out of her control.

She watched Qing'er take off her red hijab, her vision went dark, she couldn't see anything, her aura was blocked, and she couldn't release her spiritual sense to sense the outside world.

The two maids each supported Ye Yan with one arm and went out of the house.

She didn't know what was going on outside, but she could only hear the boiling voices of people shouting "sacrifice", "pure and beautiful goddess", "sacrificing everything for God..."

These people seemed to her like fanatics and sick believers.

After walking for an unknown distance, she finally stopped. Ye Yan smelled a pungent smell... like diesel?
When the red hijab was uncovered, Ye Yan found himself in a large stone altar, surrounded by a large pool of water, the pool was actually red, and exuded a rancid smell, no, maybe this is not water ...Ye Yan regained his energy and wanted to do something, but his body couldn't move.

The blood in the pool was boiling and bubbling, and the altar was covered with yellow talisman paper, and the dense lines on the talisman paper were also drawn with blood, fierce and shocking.

Ye Yan was tied to a wooden post with a thick rope, and under her body was a pile of dry firewood and hay. A man as strong as a brown bear carried a barrel of oil and poured it on the grass below her.

The hundreds of villagers in front of her held torches in their hands.

They held torches, knelt down on the ground, raised their heads to the sky, and said some words that she didn't understand. The general meaning should be to thank God for his mercy and bestowal. They are willing to sacrifice for him the most beautiful and pure bride in the village.

However, after they screamed strangely for a long time, the legendary god still did not show up. The old village chief's face changed slightly, and his face was full of anxiety. He thought that the god had abandoned them. Oil of firewood.

Just when the torch was about to be thrown.

But born a vision!
A gap was torn open in the thick night, and a scarred man in white robe fled hastily through the gap. There was a golden seal on his forehead, which was a human god from the upper realm.

The more Ye Yan looked at his face, the more familiar it became. Isn't this the Bing Chen she saw in the mirror of the past?
Didn't expect him to escape to the Inheritance Tower without dying? !

Heck!

According to the law of heaven and earth, people and gods in the upper and lower realms are not allowed to come and go at will. The monks in the lower realm have to go through 99 days of thunder before they can go to the upper realm, while the gods in the upper realm are not allowed to descend to the lower realm at will, so as not to disturb the order and balance of the lower realm. will be punished by law.

What method did Bing Chen use to escape the punishment of the laws of heaven and earth twice in a row?
Bing Chen's expression was extremely flustered, as if there was a flood of beasts chasing after him, he waved his sleeves and shook off a few villagers who came to greet him in a hurry, with a grim face, he said angrily, "Get lost—"

He wanted to flee to the west.

But he couldn't escape.

The man in black robe suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Bing Chen's face changed suddenly, before he could turn around, Xuan She reached out and grabbed his neck, his long fingers emerged, his scarlet pupils were dangerous and frightening.

Feeling the strength in his neck deepening inch by inch, Bing Chen's flushed face was covered with blue veins, he was as handsome and elegant as before, "You, you dare to kill me, I am one of His twelve envoys! If you dare to kill me, God will not let you die I will let you go!"

"Oh, God Master?" Xuan She smiled ironically, her crimson lips curled up, "Did you forget that there were two God Masters before God's Domain?"

Bing Chen's face changed suddenly, but when he saw the mark of the Fallen God looming between the man's brows, he smiled coldly, and sarcastically said, "The evil god who is in charge of eternal night and death is a guy who can't stand on the stage after all, only the Lord God can bring us back. Come Day and Light!"

"And you...hehe, you are nothing, you are only worthy of being His shadow forever!"

Xuan She's pupils darkened suddenly, her expression was ferocious, as if a storm was about to come, he suddenly increased the strength in his hands, blood oozing out.

Just as he was about to finish off Bing Chen, he saw a fire rising from below.

It turned out that the terrified villagers threw the torches in their hands into the kerosene and straw, and the blazing fire almost swallowed the bound woman.

He clearly saw the face that was about to be eaten away by the flames. Her phoenix crown and xiapei were so glamorous and moving that she had never seen before.

"Yanyan?" Xuan She's complexion changed suddenly, the scarlet at the bottom of his eyes faded, panic climbed up his expression, he was not sure whether it was an illusion or reality in front of him.

"Ahem, I put her in on purpose. Did you call her Yanyan? It's true that she looks very similar to Yanyan back then. She is exactly the same beautiful and charming." Bing Chen smiled, and his fingertips moved slightly .

But saw another flame rising into the sky from below.

"Xuan She, save me, save me!"

Yanyan also appeared, she was tied to the fire, crying and looking at the pale man above, her beautiful face was stained with tears, "don't you want to watch me die in front of you again ?"

Xuan She's face turned pale, she narrowed her eyes and fixedly stared at her, the strength in her hand became lighter unconsciously, Bing Chen took the opportunity to break free for a few meters, but he was powerless to chase after her.

Suddenly, Xuan She heard another familiar voice. He looked down, and his eyes just collided with Ye Yan. He was stunned, and then turned his eyes to look at the sad and tearful Yanyan on the other side, his expression several times. Variety.

"If you don't save them, they will die! It must be very uncomfortable to watch two of your favorite women die in front of your eyes!" Bing Chen laughed a little crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, He said every word.

"There is not much time left, you can only save the next one, who do you want to save?"

"It's really hard to choose between a new love and an old love."

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The next chapter, the second volume starts, I finally want to ask questions! (The progress of these two chapters will be faster)
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