The Whole Family Went Crazy Listening To My Thoughts, I Was Responsible For Feeding

Yan Qing watched helplessly as the beauty turned into withered bones in front of him.

 The face that he had read countless times in his mind turned into bones little by little.

The whole person rushed forward and said in panic: "Shu'er, no!"

 He tried to gather them together with divine power.

 Be obsessed, comes from Li Shu herself. When she said that, her obsession dissipated and she was no longer bound by anything.

 He held Li Shu's hand tightly.

 But the white and slender palms turned into dense white bones in his hands.

Spain Bone was still wearing a wedding dress. The wedding dress was no longer bright red, but it was dazzling. A clear tear ran across the corner of Yan Qing's eyes.

He held back tears and held Li Shu's hand tightly.

 “I came late. It was me who came late that made you and Aman suffer.”

 “Let you endure so much infamy and pain.” He didn’t dare to think how uncomfortable it must have been for Shu’er to hear the angry scolding just now on the threshing floor.

“Who are you showing me like this? It can’t change the grievances my mother has suffered and the despair she feels day after day.”

Aman’s voice was cold.

 “You are a god, you can live for thousands of years and countless longevity.”

 “My mother is a mortal, short-lived and insignificant.”

"But in such a short period of time, she was not happy. The happiness she was looking forward to, the man she was looking forward to, gave her a heavy blow." Ah Man pushed him away and slowly closed the coffin.

“Since she waited for these words and her beauty turned into bones, it means that her mother has given up.”

 She picked up the torch from the ground and threw it back on the fire.

The fire burned blazingly again, reflecting the girl's red eyes.

 “It’s time for her to be relieved.” Her voice was sad but calm.

Yan Qing wanted to stop it, and even wanted to use his divine power to put out the fire. But the girl turned to look at him and said firmly: "You lied to her all her life, shouldn't it be time to let her go free?"

Yan Qing’s throat was choked with sobs and he couldn’t say a word.

With clenched fists and scarlet eyes, he watched the fire burn everything, leaving nothing behind.

He is a god, and during these long and endless years, his heart has long been calm.

 Shu'er has existed for two months.

But in his long years, he left the most profound mark.

 He owes a cause and effect.

Aman knelt down in embarrassment in front of the fire and burst into tears. Yan Qing reached out his hand hesitantly...

 But it hangs feebly by the side.

 After all, he cannot make up for it.

The faces of the entire village were dull. No one could have imagined that Aman was actually the bloodline of a god.

O blood of God!

 She was raised and lived in the village, if Aman had not been put on the stake today. The gods will also take care of Baili Village for Aman's sake.

 But now…

 They are about to bear the wrath of the gods.

Ah Man turned around and helped the old lady up: "Grandma, are you okay? Can you still bear it?"

 The old lady waved her hand.

Yan Qing looked at the old lady with slight hesitation: "Your soul..." It was like there was a superimposed shadow... It was not as solid as ordinary souls.

Aman blocked his grandmother behind him tightly.

"What do you want to question again? My grandmother saved my mother in Shentang, and protected me in front of the whole village, taking me far away from the village and being isolated. What else do you want to do?" Her eyes were almost burning.

  She knew there was something strange about her grandmother’s identity.

 But she just wanted to protect her only relative.

Yan Qing withdrew his eyes and stopped inquiring about anything. He only said in a gentle tone: "Aman, I don't mean any harm." He pondered for a moment... "Father has been absent from your life for many years. I just want to make up for it in the days to come. Ahman." Man, can you give your father a chance?" He has successfully planted the Glazed Flower and will return to the God Realm soon.

He only had one daughter, so he naturally had to keep her by his side.

 “Father?” Aman said in a sarcastic tone.

 “Who wants to claim you as a father?”

“You don’t think I’ve been looking for you for so many years just to have a father, do you?”

Yan Qing is not angry, he knows that Ah Man has a knot in his heart. There was even deep resentment towards him.

"No matter what your difficulties are, there is no need to tell me. Mother's suffering is irreversible..."

“I just want to see what kind of heartless person he is that can make her unable to close her eyes until she dies.” Aman waved his hand, took a deep breath, and helped the old lady go back to the courtyard to get her things.

 “I won’t go with you.”

"You and I should be treated as if we are not related by blood, and we can live well on our own." His mother had already forgiven him and was relieved, so why bother bothering her anymore.

She helped the old lady turn around without even looking at him.

"Are you relieved? Why are you afraid that Aman will go with Yan Qingxianzun?" Xie Yuzhou always paid attention to Lu Chaochao and asked in a low voice immediately.

"You have enmity with him, but Aman has no enmity." Xie Yuzhou was puzzled.

Lu Chaochao jumped up immediately: "No matter what the reason is, abandoning his wife and children, causing his wife to be drowned in the pond, and die with her eyes open, should not be forgiven! Yes, that's it!"

 She immediately ran away happily with Aman.

Xie Yuzhou scratched the back of his head suspiciously: "Really? But you have a guilty conscience."

What is she feeling guilty about? ?

  Isn’t it enough to hate Liuli Jinghua for turning into a pig?

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Xie Yuzhou immediately shook his head and left together.

 As a few people left, the threshing floor suddenly became quiet.

 But Immortal Master Yan Qing did not leave, he only stood in front of the villagers of Baili Village with his eyes lowered. He glanced at the whole place indifferently... everyone was covered in cold sweat and trembling.

 How ridiculous.

　His protection turned into a knife thrust into the bodies of his wife and daughter.

Old Mrs. Chen straightened up tremblingly: "It's the village chief. It's all the village chief's fault. The village chief wanted to take Shu Yatou as his concubine, but Shu Yatou refused to comply."

“Later, the village chief found an excuse to let the girl go up the mountain together. When she left..."

"I saw it. The village chief dragged Shu Yatou into the forest. Shu Yatou was so angry that she bit off half of his ear and fled back to the forest in panic..."

 This is also the reason why she returned again and met Yan Qing.

“Even the burning of Aman and the burning of the coffin today were all done by the village chief to please you.”

“The Li family asked for your protection back then, but they have been doing evil in the village these years. We dare not offend him, and we have always dared to be angry but dare not speak out.”

“The Li family has been the village chief for a thousand years...” The old woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Village Chief Li straightened up suddenly and stared at her with wide eyes: "Old Qian woman, what nonsense are you talking about!"

“You obviously wanted Aman’s house, but during the day you encouraged me to drive Aman out of the village and let her fend for herself!”

 “Old Qian woman, how much better are you than me?!”

“Back then, you were the one who dragged Li Shu out of Shen Tang!”

The two started to fight while cursing each other, and Yan Qingxianzun gently closed his eyes.

 He protects the whole village, but anyone in the village can step on his wife and daughter.

"Mountain God, you have to believe me..." Mrs. Chen said as she felt a gentle wind blowing across her neck.

She opened her mouth, and blood spurted out from her throat.

She didn't even have time to react, so she fell limply to the ground and died with her eyes open.

 There was already a pool of yellow water stains at the feet of the village chief. (End of chapter)