I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 27

When the officials heard this, they immediately scattered and retreated. Song Boyu also quickly retreated and looked back.

I saw the Chinese-faced Ping Yilang officer pinching his sword and pointing forward, the sword box behind his back buzzed, and a white light flew out of the sword box.

The small sword was like a flying rainbow, growing in size in the wind, and plunged straight into the ruins, making a muffled sound.

The flat-faced official of the State, Yilang Guan, stared ahead with squinted eyes. He held the sword in his left hand and brushed his right hand over his waist. A jade token as big as a palm appeared.

He put the jade sign to his mouth and whispered: "Come quickly to support the pursuit. I found the corpse-raising demon cultivator. There is a cold corpse smell..."

Song Boyu did not stop and ran with the officials for a long time. Until he left the ruins, he was surrounded by the officials and questioned for a long time, and he was almost escorted back to Fuguo Yamen.

Fortunately, Shu Min, the female prince, and the man with the Chinese character for carrying a sword box came up in the air together. He quickly stopped Shu Min and said, "Sister benefactor, sister benefactor, do you still remember me!"

Shu Min stopped when he heard the sound, and after briefly understanding his situation, he stamped the official documents: "He is a poor boy, you are not allowed to embarrass him.

It was a crime for that Mei Song to besiege and kill this child, and even after taking Huashi powder, the corpse had transformed under the human skin and was eliminated by us.

You should investigate the crimes of the other hooligans who besieged and killed this child with Mei Song! "

Mei Song's three friends repeatedly complained about their injustice, but the officials did not dare to disobey these officials Heiyirou, who were called immortal masters, and arrested the three of them on the spot.

"I'm sorry, brother, just go out with the brothers!"

After Song Boyu regained his freedom, he was about to say goodbye and leave, but Shu Min stopped him.

"It seems like something troublesome has been planted in you. Let me help you get rid of it."

Chen Daorong, the man with a sword-carrying face and a handsome face, widened his eyes. Why did Shu Min favor this boy so much?
He didn't catch the Corpse Raising Demon Cultivator, and he didn't want to go back now, so he simply waited aside.

At this time, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the front.

Zhou Xiuniang kept running. When she saw Song Boyu and Shu Min, she smiled, as beautiful as an epiphyllum blooming in the middle of the night.

"Brother! Sister Shu?"

When Song Boyu saw Xiu Niang running away with sweat on her face, she was worried and surprised and asked: "Xiu Niang, why are you here? It's already dark, you have to stay at home!"

Zhou Xiuniang walked up to Song Boyu and saw that he was covered in wounds, especially the hideous wounds on his back. She hugged him gently, with her head against her chest and tears streaming down her face:
"Brother is the one, why didn't you come home so late, why were you covered with injuries, you should stay at home honestly, do you know how scared I was just now, my heart was beating non-stop.

Do you know that you are not alone? There are people at home waiting for you, people who care about you, and people who rely on you! "

Shu Min looked at the two of them, her eyes a little blurry, as if she saw her past self and present Xiuniang overlapping.

She said softly: "Xiu Niang, please let go first. I will help your brother remove some hidden dangers and treat the flesh wounds by the way."

Zhou Xiuniang listened to Shu Min's words, let go of Song Boyu, controlled her sobs, and said gratefully to Shu Min: "Sister Shu, thank you. You, you are really a good person, and I am the greatest luck to meet you."

Shu Min smiled softly, like a warm spring breeze, which made Chen Daorong's mouth open unconsciously. He had never seen such a gentle Shu Min.

Shu Min drew her left hand on her waist, and a blue orb appeared in her palm. Her eyes became sharp and she muttered words. The radiance inside the orb gradually overflowed.

With a stroke of his right hand, a piece of cork appeared and was stuffed directly into Song Boyu's mouth.

She pushed the orb forward and pressed it against Song Boyu's forehead, and strands of blue light surged into Song Boyu's body.

He felt numb all over his body, and his heart was contracting violently.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious silver fragment was hidden in the real and illusory place in his heart.

The blue light that submerged into his body turned into wisps and strands, just like a magnet attracting iron filings, attracting the will-o'-the-wisps that merged with the Yin spirit energy bit by bit, mixing them into a deep blue that was almost black.

Shu Min's free right hand also moved around her waist, and a palm-sized disc magic weapon appeared, floating above her left hand, and a layered white formation diagram emerged.

"upbraid!"

Following Shu Min's soul-shaking voice, her hand holding the blue orb suddenly pulled back.

Song Boyu felt as if his body was being pulled in half, and he wanted to scream in pain. He bit the cork tightly without making any sound.

The blue orb pulled out the almost black fluid, which was attracted by the white formation diagram, and finally condensed into a thumb-sized orb with a human face that was crying crazily and howling.

Click click!

It seemed like there was a sound of freezing. Shu Min sealed the will-o'-the-wisp and threw it to Chen Daorong who was standing aside, saying coldly:
"Put this thing away and give it to the old man when you go back. He might be able to deduce something."

After saying that, Shu Min put away the magic weapon, took out a jade bottle from the mustard belt, and poured three drops into his hand.

These three drops of medicinal liquid are transparent and light yellow, like amber, very beautiful.

She turned Song Boyu directly over, flicked her slender fingers, and three drops of medicine sank into the hideous wound on Song Boyu's back, and quickly disappeared.

Song Boyu felt a coolness on his back, and the pain from the injury almost disappeared.

"That's enough. Let your brother be raised at home for seven days without any problems. Don't cry in the future and be strong, you know?"

Shu Min bent down, touched Xiu Niang's face very gently and said.

After Xiuniang and Song Boyu thanked Shu Min repeatedly, they went home hand in hand.

Shu Min looked at the backs of the two of them, her eyes a little blurry, and she stared at them for a long time.

Chen Daorong stood aside and asked in silence for a long time: "Sister Minmin, I thought you were very fond of that boy at first, but now, it seems that you have a lot of things you can't explain about that little girl..."

Shu Min turned to look at him and smiled calmly: "Can't you tell? Maybe she saw the old me. I just don't want her to have the same gap as me. Let's go!"

After Song Boyu and Zhou Xiuniang returned home, Su Yingning was looking at the door. Her little face was black from smoke, which made Zhou Xiuniang's face change greatly. She quickly checked: "Yingning, are you okay? Is the kitchen okay?"

Ying Ning quickly shook her head and blinked innocently with her big eyes: "It's okay, everything is okay. I just choked accidentally, and also, the vegetable was mushy..."

But Xiu Niang hugged her tightly and said with a smile: "It's fine, we're all going to be fine, I'll make another pot of dishes right away."

Yingning was a little nervous at first, but when she saw Xiu Niang smiling, she relaxed and started laughing too.

Song Boyu looked at the two of them, grinning and wanting to smile, but when the wound was pulled, the smile turned into a gasp.

On this day, the three of them had been busy working until very late before having dinner and resting.

After the two younger sisters fell asleep, Song Boyu endured the pain and quietly got up and walked to the main hall of the mud-brick house, knelt down slowly in front of the two altars of ashes placed on the table, and kowtowed twice.

After a while, he slowly stood up, picked up the half-section of the rolling pin placed in front of the urn, and squeezed it tightly, as if he could see faint tears in his eyes again.

The scene of being chased and beaten by his parents for sleeping in that day reappeared in front of him. He slowly closed his eyes and said in a hoarse and low voice: "The evil cultivator with a ghost face raised a corpse and killed my parents. This is an irreconcilable hatred. I will definitely avenge it." !"

(End of this chapter)