The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

There was a strange sense of guilt and a feeling of stealing.

But as I said before, even if what Master Qian does is a rebellion, we'll follow him.

"Insolence!" The man in the brocade robe saw Bai Qian standing in front of the door, and his face instantly turned ashen as he angrily rebuked her.

I never expected the other party to be so bold.

This is her own residence. Her barging in like this is already linked to rebellion. In fact, even the Lotus Life Sect isn't as bold as them.

It was tantamount to slapping the government in the face.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped heavily on the ground and gathered his strength.

A cold, white aura rose from his body, transforming into a figure with a blue face, angry eyes, double pupils, and four arms, resembling a giant elephant.

As he stepped on the ground, cracks appeared layer upon layer, and his arm instantly swelled to more than twice its size. His arm, covered with bluish-black veins, burst through the sleeve, and he charged towards the white-clad girl who had just entered the courtyard and was still looking down at his feet, like a chariot.

A gust of wind rushed in, and Bai Qian looked up at the man who looked like a war chariot charging towards them.

She gently lifted her drooping, white fingers.

The man crashed into the nearby artificial hill with a speed even more terrifying than when he was being charged.

He struggled to crawl out from among the rubble, and as soon as he emerged, he saw black cloth shoes in front of him.

His swollen arm instinctively swept forward.

The sound of bones breaking was crisp and pleasant, and the entire arm flew high into the air before falling into the pond beside it.

"You dare to do this?" His tone was somewhat unnatural, even incredulous.

Cloth shoes stepped on half of his body, and Bai Qian looked down at him.

With a casual stomp, half of his body collapsed, his ribs broke, and his internal organs were crushed into pieces, squeezing and bursting outwards. He let out a terrible scream.

Half of its body became flattened.

The phantom of the elephant-man reformed, its bloated, deformed arms still trying to swing down towards Bai Qian. Its ferocious face and mad aura permeated the surroundings.

Bai Qian flicked her finger, and raindrops and moisture falling from the sky gathered at her fingertip, transforming into arrows that pierced through the phantom of the elephant-man. A huge piercing wound appeared on its body, and then the phantom, like ripples, dissipated from the piercing wound as its center.

Only the man remained, struggling on the ground.

Bai Qian then took a step back, looking at the brocade-robed man whose body had been half-collapsed by her footsteps.

“Name and identity,” she asked.

The man in the brocade robe lay on the ground, coughing incessantly, staring menacingly at the expressionless black-haired girl. He wanted to say something, but could only cough up blood, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

Tilting her head, Bai Qian thought about asking again.

"name?"

He continued coughing up blood and couldn't say anything.

Bai Qian blinked, realizing what was going on.

So, without lungs, you can't speak?

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Two chapters, 2400 words each, and more to come QAQ. I'll post them as soon as I'm done.

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"A Lobe of the Brain for the World: A Gift for Beautiful Children"

Volume 1: Chapter 147, The Body Controlled by Bones

Pei Huan felt that the scene was somewhat familiar, but after searching her memory carefully, she couldn't find anything similar to this scene.

If you're asking about surprises, she didn't have many.

You get used to it after seeing it a lot.

“He should be Quan Du, the prefect of our county,” Pei Huan said softly as he walked behind Bai Qian.

At first, she thought that Bai Qian's mention of going to the government office meant visiting the prefect and asking about the origins of the man in the bamboo hat.

As a result now...

You could call it a visit, but it's not quite the same as a regular visit.

Bai Qian stood in front of Quan Du, looking at the man who was still coughing up blood. Although half of Quan Du's body had collapsed, he was not dead. In fact, a strange aura or something like incense was constantly helping him heal.

As for Quan Du's strength, does he possess divine will?

Bai Qian felt that there shouldn't be any.

Although it did demonstrate something similar to intent, it was far too weak. It was nothing compared to Asura, and was only equivalent to the intent I had just learned after mastering Cloud Willow.

Based on this level, he shouldn't be considered a Divine Will Warrior; at most, he's only half a Divine Will Warrior.

Of course, although he was only a half-divine warrior, he seemed to have shifted towards the bizarre rather than the martial artist.

Based on previous understanding, the elephant-man phantom that just appeared might be the god he worships.

I didn't feel anything; it was no different from any other weird thing.

Quan Du is less a martial artist and more a person whose body has shifted in a strange direction due to the power he received from the elephant-man.

Bai Qian couldn't read his mind, otherwise she wouldn't have asked the question just now.

On the other side, the old man with the goatee, who was holding a fan, watched this scene and dared not raise the fan, for fear of disturbing Bai Qian and making her turn her gaze toward him.

I'm not Quan Du. Quan Du survived a punch and a kick, but I could probably shatter my old bones with just the force of the punch.

Bai Qian turned around and looked at the old man. When the old man saw Bai Qian looking at him, he immediately stopped waving his fan and respectfully prostrated himself on the ground.

"Sir, what would you like to ask?" he asked tactfully.

"Was this your idea?" he asked.

The old man quickly shook his head.

"I'm just an advisor. I didn't recommend him to do this. I kept telling him not to rush into action. No matter what, we should wait and see how things go." He tried to distance himself from the situation.

However, he was different from Quan Du. Quan Du was shrouded in some inexplicable aura, and Bai Qian couldn't read his thoughts, but she could clearly perceive what the old man was saying.

There was probably half truth and half falsehood in what he said. The plan was indeed conceived by the whole family, but it would be unreasonable to say that the old man didn't contribute any ideas at all.

However, the old man's words made Bai Qian ponder.

What are you going to do?

In reality, it's just following the conventional way of thinking: when you encounter an enemy, you just attack them directly.

When faced with a problem, they resort to attacking the other party directly.

But I've already looked into the matter, but it seems like it was resolved before I even got to know it?

Looking at Quan Du, who was still struggling to get up, Bai Qian gestured with her hands, wondering whether she should just finish him off.

The old man seemed to have seen through Bai Qian's plan, and quickly said with a bitter face, "My lord, please don't be in such a hurry to make a move. Although we are going to make a move against you, we only want to recruit you into our group. We really didn't think about anything else."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian simply tilted her head slightly.

She glanced at the man in front of her.

I couldn't quite tell.

Pei Huan carefully approached Bai Qian and looked at her.

To be honest, she did have some impression of this person, but it was different from her current impression. After all, according to Pei Huan's impression, this person, as the apparent manager of Changcheng Prefecture, had always given people the impression of being quite dignified.

And now it looks like this...

“We really didn’t intend to do anything to you two. After all, you are enemies of the Lotus Cult, and we are also enemies of the Lotus Cult. We should be on the same side.” The old man continued, walking up to Quan Du and helping him up.

Bai Qian didn't stop him. She watched as he put Quan Du aside, took out a talisman, and placed it on Quan Du's body.

"Yes...yes." Quan Du managed to utter a sound through the talisman.

"We have no intention of being your enemy; we simply want you to join us."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian simply smoothed her hair, not paying much attention to what Quan Du had said.

It's only natural not to believe it; having done all that, the other party's words probably aren't very credible either.

Although Bai Qian was not very willing to use her brain, she could easily solve some very simple problems that she could see at a glance.

Since we've chosen to take action, we should be prepared—prepared for either you or me to die.

Things are simpler than imagined, so the way to handle them is even simpler.

He raised his sleeve.

"Master Qian." Pei Huan carefully tugged at Bai Qian's sleeve.

“They can’t be killed, it could cause problems,” she whispered.

Pei Huan could guess Bai Qian's thoughts, but it was precisely because she could guess them that she wanted to stop Bai Qian.

She didn't want to say anything about killing those two people.

The problem is that these two people, or rather, Quan Du's, identities are too special.

As the prefect of Changcheng Prefecture, although his power is far inferior to that of the Lotus Sect and the Green Wave Gang, Changcheng Prefecture is still able to maintain a stable state because of Quan Du's presence.

Regardless of how he exploits the people on a daily basis, as a representative of the imperial court, he has played a role in maintaining stability. If he were to die here today...

The entire Changcheng Prefecture will likely descend into chaos in an instant.

With the Lotus Sect outside and the Green Wave Gang inside, without the government to maintain stability, Pei Huan couldn't really imagine how ordinary people in the city would survive.

As for potential retaliation, that's secondary.

Bai Qian glanced at Quan Du in front of her and understood Pei Huan's meaning.

Thinking about it that way, it's true.

If things get chaotic, it probably won't be possible to stroll around the streets and eat like it has these past two days.

Looking at the two people opposite her, Bai Qian suddenly remembered.

It seems there's a method in the [Bone Erosion] technique I just learned.

With a light touch of the fingertip, Quan Du and the old man's bodies stiffened simultaneously. They seemed to feel something strange seeping into their bodies, passing through their flesh and blood, and flowing into their bones.

My body is no longer under my control.

It was as if, if the white-clad girl opposite them so desired, their minds would be pierced by the white bones in an instant, turning them into puppets to be controlled by her.

"You can sense it, right? I don't need to explain," Bai Qian said calmly.

"Of course, of course," the old man said with a broad smile.

Pei Huan found a chair for Bai Qian.

"The specific situation in Changcheng Prefecture."

"This story probably begins with the death of the River God," the old man said after a moment's thought.

Bai Qian tilted her head.

"The river god is dead?"

"When?"

"Twelve years ago."

Bai Qian paused for a moment, then realized the problem.

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I have to go to work tomorrow. I've been staying up too late lately and my condition is a bit poor, so I won't stay up too late QAQ. I still owe two more chapters, but I'll find time to make up for them later. I'm also very grateful for everyone's concern. I will try my best to adjust my biological clock.

Love you all!

Volume 1: 148. Mingxiang Jin

Chenghe God died twelve years ago.