I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 242 Zhang Ying’s Travels (Twenty-eight)
Ya Ma's eyes were burning, unable to hide the flames of anger.

“Not everyone wants to be saved, and not everyone is worth saving.”

Xia Qimiao looked at her steadily and understood: "You said such a long paragraph, so you want to emphasize this matter to me."

"What makes you want to say this to me?" She couldn't help but think of what she had heard before about searching for each of her daughters. "Someone told you something, was it Da Ya or Er Ya?"

She guessed it was Da Ya, and Er Ya was probably just a cover that she pulled out later, so that each daughter had talked and being alone now would not make them suspicious.

"I'm not worried about my second daughter. She has a tough temper and is unkind, which makes me feel at ease." Ya Ma turned her gaze to the window, where two layers of yellow paper were pasted, and the light that came through was dyed.

"The eldest daughter has a soft temper. She has had it since she was a child. It is not like the... 'kindness' that someone born here would have."

"This kind of kindness wouldn't have been a big deal in the place where I used to have strict laws, but here, the only risk is to have the marrow knocked out and the blood sucked."

"She told me that she wanted to save all the women who were suffering, but she couldn't and it was very painful."

"I'm afraid that if she can't do it herself, she will come back to beg you and make things difficult for you."

"We would be extremely grateful for your willingness to lend a helping hand to us."

Xia Qimiao didn't think so. She thought that as long as she was still "Sanya", she would not speak to her.

However, she made no rebuttal.

"Since you know the way to leave, let's leave tonight."

"Tonight?" Ya Ma couldn't believe it. She pushed herself up from the bed with great reluctance. Big beads of sweat rolled down her face, and her soaked hair stuck to the skin of her cheeks, forming a pattern of its own.

"Yes, all the men are going out to attend the funeral tonight. It's the best time for you to escape."

"But those 'immortals' will catch us when they wake up and find someone escaping."

"Don't worry, I've already sent an 'immortal' to greet them."

Before entering the room, Xia Qimiao had already asked Lin Jiangdan and Detective

Lin Jiangdan has just been promoted to Grade A and is still unclear about his abilities. He needs to gradually figure out and become more proficient in actual combat.

The concentration of source power here is only enough for monsters below B level to survive and move around, so they won't be unable to defeat them together.

The base camp of a certain skeleton immortal is obviously not here, it should be on the other side.

"I don't know how to repay. If there is a next life, I will definitely..."

"Don't let it go in the next life. Let's get married now." Xia Qimiao raised her hand in a gesture of rejection, "Do you know the information about a certain Jie Immortal and Damugong Village?"

"To Damugong Village, just go east and climb over two hills to reach it. The population there is twice as large as ours, and there are more young adults."

"According to the old man here, there used to be only one Mugong Village, but one day, two hills, one large and one small, rose up in the middle of the village, dividing it into two halves."

"The one close to the big mountain is Damugong Village, and the one close to the smaller one is Xiaomugong Village."

"There are very few exchanges between the two parties, and they only meet at the five-year gathering. Although there are many people in Damugong Village, their beliefs are not as numerous and complex as here. They all believe in Wood Immortals."

"I only heard the name of the Bone Immortal at a party five years ago. It seems to be a new immortal believed in by Damugong Village."

Xia Qimiao couldn't help but interrupt: "The last gathering was five years ago?"

If the party is for five years, isn't the next one coming soon? "Yes, I attended the first party when my eldest daughter was late three years old. She is thirteen this year. Based on this calculation, the next party should be soon."

Ya's mother used her daughter's age as a way to perceive time. When she saw that the person on the other end had no intention of continuing, she continued, "I only know a little bit about the Jie Xian."

"It's different from the situation where the Yaoxian in Xiaomugong Village controls health and the Baixian controls death. I heard that the Jiexian can fulfill all people's wishes, as long as they can pay the corresponding price."

"But people there were very secretive about the specifics of the price, so I didn't know what it was at the time."

"However, judging from the tricks Mo Laoer used to give birth to his son, it should be fresh flesh and blood of a living person." As she said this, Ya Ma picked up the skin on her arm. "I can clearly feel that I am being sucked by the things in my stomach." Done.”

The things raised in her belly were like parasites, robbing her of nutrients every day to survive.

She had wanted to abort it more than once, but its vitality was extremely tenacious, as if it could continue to live if she did not die.

"That's all I know, I don't know if it will help."

"Okay," Xia Qimiao stood up, "think about your own way out."

"My own way out...?" Ya Ma repeated, with obvious confusion.

"What to eat out, where to live, how to make money, how to survive."

Xia Qimiao could only give them a ride and could not follow them forever.

She is not worried that they cannot escape, she is only worried that they cannot adapt to the outside environment, are unable to be self-sufficient, and then fall into another abyss.

"Think carefully. When Yazi and I leave, you and Daya can leave together."

"I have something else to do first..."

Xia Qimiao had just raised her feet to turn around when she suddenly felt a cold little hand grabbing her ankle. The chill shot up from below, frightening her.

Then, she felt the vine of the strange rose on her wrist move, pulling her down, as if calling her to take a look.

She sighed helplessly in her heart, glanced down, and saw a child's arm, which belonged to Zhang Ying.

Seeing the arm quickly getting under the bed, Xia Qimiao squatted down and saw a small coffin.

He probably lay down again.

If Zhang Ying wanted to stay here all the time, he wouldn't have made any move to attract her attention just now. Thinking about it this way, he should have let her take her away.

The vine of the Devouring Rose jumped out, hooked a corner of the coffin and pulled it out, within the reach of its owner.

Xia Qimiao picked up the small coffin, not to mention it was quite heavy.

Facing Ya Ma's confused gaze, Xia Qimiao didn't want to explain more, and just said, "I'm leaving first."

After leaving the door, there was no one outside. Zhang Ying climbed out of the small coffin, and then consciously took it on his back.

Xia Qimiao asked her: "Since when did you lie down and listen."

"Yingying didn't eavesdrop!"

She didn't say the word "steal" just now. The little trickster emphasized it in such a way, but it seemed to be trying to conceal it.

"Well, no."