After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

Is it really just a coincidence?

Shu Jue frowned slightly, closed her eyes and let go of her consciousness.

The powerful consciousness was like a net, spreading outward from the center where she was, and soon enveloped the entire village.

"Huh? What is this?" A faint black energy lingered in one place. Shujue put away her consciousness and pointed in a direction: "Is the widow's home over there?"

"Yes!" The village chief was a little surprised. He didn't say anything else. Does he know this?
He is worthy of being a disciple of a large sect.

He slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory, I even forgot to take you to see it."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "I'll take you to see those families now."

"But village chief, haven't you had dinner yet?" A disciple noticed that when they came in, the village chief's house seemed to be still cooking.

"It's okay. When can't you eat? It won't be convenient for you to go see me when it gets late and dark."

"Then it's up to you."

Demons are similar to human monks. Once they use their power, there will definitely be residual demonic energy.

Shujue and the others followed the village chief around and looked at all the houses. They finally confirmed that they were indeed demons, but the demons were not very strong and the demonic aura left behind was very weak.

"In this small village of ours, where is the place that attracts demons?" The village chief was really puzzled.

After hurriedly grabbing a few bites of food, he arranged a place for Shujue and the others to stay, and went out carrying the gong beside him.

A ding-ding-dong-dong sound soon sounded outside. He informed everyone about the presence of demons and asked them not to run around at night and stay indoors with peace of mind.

By the time the notification was over and I finally protected someone else, God had already given it to me.

He carried the gong and walked across the dark field ridge, taking advantage of the faint light coming from the houses, one foot deeper and one foot shallower to walk towards home.

Unexpectedly, before walking very far, he saw a person dressed in pink waiting for him in front.

It's the little girl named Shu Jue.

Shu Jue met his astonished gaze and smiled: "Didn't you say that you don't recommend going out alone after dark? So I came to find you and go back together."

The village chief's house was similar to other people's houses. There were too many people in Shujue's house and they couldn't accommodate them, so they arranged for the others to rest in the houses of different villagers.

Shu Jue lives in the village chief's house.

The night was still uneventful.

"Could it be that the demon has escaped?" the disciple who came with Shu Jue speculated.

Another disciple shook his head: "I can't see. Could it be because we made too much noise when we came and frightened the demons?" After all, there are golden elixir masters in the team.

"It's possible..."

Several disciples gathered together and discussed for a long time, Shu Jue was sitting next to them.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone was staring at her, so she followed that line of sight and looked back.

The person peeking at them secretly was a middle-aged woman. Seeing Shu Jue looking over, she immediately looked away.

"Who is that?" Shu Jue pointed at the woman and asked.

"That's Aunt Zhou. Her sheep was bitten to death. She lives next to here." The village chief didn't know that Aunt Zhou was secretly watching Shu Jue and the others, and thought she was passing by.

Shu Jue nodded and said nothing more.

Soon the results of the discussion among several disciples came out: Didn’t they come in a big way yesterday? Walking struttingly again today.

When everyone in the village thought they had left, they secretly returned.

"If we lurk for a few more days, I don't believe that the demon can hold back and come out!"

Several people thought this method was feasible. In order to ensure the confidentiality of the plan, even the village chief did not know about it. They wanted to say goodbye, but the village chief even tried to persuade them to stay. At night, several figures quietly slipped into the village.

The big yellow dog lying at the door of someone else's yard saw a few figures sneaking over, and instantly raised its ears alertly and barked at them a few times.

The leading disciple was startled, put his finger on his lips, and whispered in a super low voice: "Shh, be quiet, I will benefit you when the matter is done."

At this point, every household has gone to bed, and there is not a single window that is still open - "There are still people over there who are not sleeping."

The candle flickered slightly, and the weak candle light seemed to be extinguished in the next moment.

Several people looked at each other and walked over quietly with their backs bent.

"I said... we don't seem to be here to be thieves." Shu Jue followed, with mixed emotions.

He clearly has a concealment charm on him, so why do he act like a thief?

"Ah? Yes!" Several disciples reacted, and their waists suddenly straightened.

When I walked to the window of the house, which was still dimly lit, I heard a low roar like a wild beast, followed by the sound of breaking a bowl.

"Son, please eat something. Eat something. Are you going to feel sorry for me to death?" The old woman's voice came from the house, accompanied by a low sob.

"This..." Several people looked at each other: "There's something wrong..."

The location of this house is considered a relatively remote place in the village. There was a lot of noise from throwing bowls, but no one noticed it.

"Is there any demonic energy?"

"Can't feel it?"

"How about we ask the village chief tomorrow?"

Shu Jue used her spiritual consciousness to explore the situation inside.

The man lying on the bed looked about twenty years old, and his complexion was abnormally white. The skin on his face was as thin as a layer of paper, and the blood vessels on his face could be clearly seen.

What people are concerned about is that his eyes are glowing with an abnormal color at the moment, and are gray, as if covered by a layer of fog.

He lay on the bed and kept making low growling sounds.

The woman next to her was sobbing while cleaning up the broken bowls on the floor, "How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this? My son should be the most powerful cultivation genius..."

She was devastated and went out with the fragments, but the man on the bed was still struggling.

His hands and feet were tied, and it was obvious that he was trying to break free from the ropes.

It seems that he is the demon that the villagers are talking about?

But he is obviously a human race.

Shu Jue frowned. Things seemed more complicated than she thought.

Early the next morning, several people came to the village chief's house and told him what they had discovered last night.

The village chief was a little surprised, "How could it be? The sheep in Aunt Zhou's house are..."

Halfway through the words, he also reflected.

"How is this possible? We watched Xiaoyi grow up, how could he become a demon?"

Aunt Zhou's husband died in an accident more than ten years ago. It was not easy for her to raise the child alone.

The village chief was originally thinking about how to deal with the demons, but he didn't expect that the demons they were looking for might be the children of the village?
He couldn't accept this fact for a while.

"Why don't I come with you to have a look again." The village chief still had some luck: "Maybe Xiaoyi is sick, and you were sick when you went to see him last night?"