The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 47 Dare to pick on the weak?

Lang Jiuchuan had never conducted an on-site investigation to determine whether there was anything strange about the Daughter Village, so he could not say with 100% certainty that there were ghosts there. However, based on the information obtained from the investigation, the place was probably not innocent.

I just don’t know what the mountain god they are worshipping is.

"...In the whole village, except for the old men who are half buried in the earth and the boys under the age of eleven, there is no young man, only women, and even young men are rare." Shen Qinghe said with a solemn and cold expression: "According to the people in the village, those young men were chosen to serve the mountain god. In my opinion, the village is isolated and the villagers are ignorant. In order to maintain the so-called peace and prosperity, they killed those young men to sacrifice to the god."

What a ridiculous thing that the mountain god is getting married and all the men are chosen to serve the mountain god. This is definitely a murder case.

"Then you have never seen the mountain god of Wanfenglin?" Lang Jiuchuan said.

Shen Qinghe snorted coldly: "There is no God in the world. This is just an illusion made up by the ignorant people."

Lang Jiuchuan lowered his head and smiled, that smile was quite mocking, and said: "There are no gods in the world, but there are evil things, ghosts, all living things, and demons. Otherwise, how do you explain what happened to your son? I heard that your family is also asking for help from the Xuan clan through connections?"

Shen Qinghe's face was slightly hot from her straightforward words. He pursed his lips and said, "If I could explain, you wouldn't appear in front of me."

Lang Jiuchuan looked up at him and said, "Let's not talk about whether there is a mountain god or not, but there must be an evil creature, otherwise, you wouldn't have such a strong evil spirit."

She looked with disgust at the evil spirits lingering around him. They were baring their fangs and claws, revealing their evil fangs. It seemed that they could not distract the righteous energy in Shen Qinghe's body, and instead attacked Lang Jiuchuan.

This little girl is so weak, screw her.

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes turned cold and he grabbed the Emperor Bell. Is he picking on the weak?
"Ahhh, I'm dirty, you bastard, how dare you touch us, you're looking for death!" The general was so angry that he screamed.

Lang Jiuchuan let go of the Emperor Bell and said, "Go ahead, this thing is very unlucky!"

So dirty.

The general suddenly let out a tiger roar that was as piercing as thunder. The kingly dominance that was unique to the White Tiger clan seemed to carry the fierce fighting spirit of all the beasts, transforming into countless murderous intentions that swept over the evil spirit and ruthlessly crushed it.

The filthy, black and red evil energy dissipated, and the air in the carriage became a little fresher.

Shen Qinghe was stiff all over. He scratched his ears and asked, "Did you hear a tiger roar?"

Could it be that a tiger has come down the mountain to look for food in the suburbs of Beijing?

"You heard it wrong." Lang Jiuchuan said without even raising his head.

Seeing her calm face, Shen Qinghe began to wonder if he was too tired recently and his ears were not working well anymore.
However, after the tiger's roar, he felt his mind became much clearer, as if it had been cleansed by something, and he felt less confused and tired.

Is it really an illusion?

Shen Qinghe looked at Lang Jiuchuan with an even more scrutinizing look.

The carriage arrived at Ci'en Temple.

Shen Qinghe had already sent a servant to inform Madam Shen, so she had been waiting in the Zen temple with her maids. Although she was mentally prepared, when she saw Lang Jiuchuan, Madam Shen's heart sank as if a huge stone was tied to it, and she glanced at her husband with an ambiguous look.

The little girl in front of him had a pale face and light white lips, and her body looked very frail. She was not much different from their Peng'er.

Can Peng'er be saved just like this?

"She looks down on you and doesn't believe you." Jiang Che squatted on Lang Jiuchuan's shoulder, saw Mrs. Shen's eyes, and snorted.

Lang Jiuchuan's emotions did not fluctuate at all, he just nodded slightly to Mrs. Shen.

Having never met or dealt with each other, it was impossible for her to expect the other party to regard her as a life-saving straw at first sight, especially since she was still unknown. To put it bluntly, she was a nobody in Wujing, so how could she have a reputation?
Besides, this body does look weak and hard to trust.

But who cares? Lang Jiuchuan doesn't care about the other party's attitude. As long as she can pay the price, she will do the work. It's just a deal.

Of course, if there is enough trust, things will go more smoothly.

But she believes that even if there is no such trust now, there will be such trust in the future.

Madam Shen winked at Shen Qinghe, pulled him aside, and said, "What did you say? Bring someone to rescue Peng'er, her?"

Shen Qinghe followed her gaze and looked at Lang Jiuchuan, who was standing at the door, staring at the Bodhi tree in the yard in a daze.

That figure is indeed thin.

Shen Qinghe rarely felt guilty, and said, "I just met her yesterday and she came to recommend herself. Yesterday evening, Jingci said that Peng'er's chance of survival has come. Madam, Peng'er can't wait any longer."

Madam Shen's throat choked, as if something was blocking it, and she said, "What if..."

"If things really go against our wishes, that's fate." Shen Qinghe said, holding her hand.

After hearing this, Mrs. Shen felt a pang of pain in her heart and tears fell down.

She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she saw Lang Jiuchuan suddenly turn around and go towards the inner bedroom. As soon as she moved, a scream came from inside.

"Master, Master? Oh my God, someone come, someone come quickly!"

Shen Qinghe and Mrs. Shen's faces changed drastically and they immediately ran inside.

In the bedroom, Shen Peng, who was originally sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, threw off the quilt, and pounded his lower body like a madman. The gritting of his teeth was so fierce that it was like a ghost possessed, and the maid guarding the room was scared to death.

When Madam Shen saw her son's eyes were red and he was beating her, she felt dizzy and fell forward. Shen Qinghe quickly grabbed him and pushed him to the maid behind him for support. He then walked quickly to the bed and shouted, "Peng'er, stop it!"

There is someone who is faster than him, Lang Jiuchuan.

She walked forward and clamped the self-harming Shen Peng with both hands, making him unable to move.

Shen Qinghe was a little surprised that with her delicate body, she could actually hold down a man who was a head taller than her.

"Let me go." Shen Peng glared at Lang Jiuchuan. His eyes were red with evil energy flowing in them. The corners of his mouth were raised coldly, making his already thin and pale face look even more evil and gloomy.

It's just that hideous.

Shen Qinghe was a little frightened when he saw it.

Lang Jiuchuan turned his back to Shen Qinghe and stared at Shen Peng. His empty eyes were full of golden light. The domineering supreme Taoism overflowed from his eyes and turned into an invisible evil spirit to suppress him!

Shen Peng screamed and fell limply on the bed, but he was too weak to hurt himself anymore.

Lang Jiuchuan let go of his hand, staggered, and gasped slightly. Just as he stood still, a gust of wind blew from behind.

"Peng'er." Mrs. Shen staggered over, pushed Lang Jiuchuan away, and threw herself on the bed.

There was a dull thud.

Lang Jiuchuan was thrown to the ground, and she instinctively pressed her hands on the ground for support. Her forehead hit the leg of the shelf beside her, and the pain made her cry.

Damn, the bone is broken again!