Fundamentals of Catching Immortals

Chapter 117 Soul Changing Village ([-])

When Qin Xianglan said this, the smile on her face sank, and there was hatred in her eyes: "Then she cast a curse, saying that there is no clean one in our village, one heart is bigger than one heart, and she will make everyone in the village clean To taste her taste, she wants the whole village to bury her daughter Mei Yue with her."

A Xu had never heard of such a thing, she stared blankly at Qin Xianglan's supposedly simple and honest face, showing a slightly crazy grin, and felt chills all over her body.

She squatted on the ground, crossed her arms around her knees, put her chin on her knees, and looked out of the Confucius Temple with flickering eyes.

The sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun in the sky burned half of the sky.The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the square full of corpses, like blood seeping into the soil, outlining the village in a bloody color.

The light in the Confucius Temple faded little by little, and Ah Xu didn't dare to get close to Qin Xianglan, who was humming a weird little tune, and he didn't dare to approach the other villagers whose faces were either dead or crazy, so he had to go to the somewhat familiar one. The old lady with the soul of a blacksmith got it together.

The blacksmith came back late, he hadn't experienced too many desperate times, and his hands weren't stained with the innocent blood of his fellow villagers, so among these people, he was considered a more sensible one.He was hunched over, his face getting uglier as the light got darker.

Axu leaned over and exchanged comforting glances with the blacksmith.

The blacksmith took a look at his body that was occupied by Qin Xianglan, and saw that his formerly incomparable body was now babbling and singing with orchid fingers, his heart was bleeding suddenly, and he couldn't bear to look directly at him for a while.He moved closer to Ah Xu, lowered his voice, and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Don't believe Qin Xianglan, she is not a good person."

A Xu glanced at the blacksmith and saw that he was beckoning at him with his skinny hands, so he carefully moved his ears towards him.

"Qin Xianglan wasn't from our village at all. She was an actress who followed the theater troupe all over the world. She was the one who sang Huadan from the theater troupe that was called when the Second Young Master passed the exam for Tong Sheng. The troupe sang the play for three days, and the troupe left on the fourth day, but Qin Xianglan stayed behind and became Master He's third concubine. Everyone in the village said that she knew sorcery, and she used some kind of dirty tricks. He charmed Master He, so he stayed."

A Xu half understood, so he could only put on a show and nodded.

The blacksmith seems to know that Axu is harmless, so in this danger, he has a special feeling of intimacy with Axu.Sitting together, the two seemed to feel much safer.

It was finally completely dark, and the Confucius Temple was so dark that people could not be seen clearly. She licked her lower lip, stood up on tiptoe, and put down the oil lamps in front of the statue of Confucius, and looked behind her back. With a snap of his fingers, a small flame sprang up and lit these oil lamps.

There was not much oil in the oil lamp, but at least it was able to illuminate a bit, so she kept one of them, and placed the rest in the middle of the Confucius Temple: "Do you want a lamp?"

No one answered her, only Qin Xianglan who calmed down again at some point turned her head to look at her, and smiled: "Thank you, little girl."

There was a slightly flattering smile on Kong Wu's powerful face, which looked extraordinarily weird under the flickering yellow light.A Xu shivered, waved his hands again and again, and then quickly shrank back.

"Why hasn't Ah He come back..." A Xu squatted on the ground, unable to bear looking out again and again.

(End of this chapter)