Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

Since there is something like this that can flatten half of a mountain, why don't you take it out earlier and blow up those people up there? !

They had to wait until everyone was fighting to the death before running to the middle of the mountain to use it, which resulted in even greater casualties.

"You go ahead, I'll stay and explain."

Gao Yu was also so confused that his scalp was tingling. Now he could only keep him to explain.

Chapter 25 Fate

"Okay, Brother Yu, be careful. I'll go over and take a look first."

Li Yue nodded, and then, while the players around her had not come out yet, she took the lead in using the flying spell and rushed over.

As players poured out, Gao Yu quickly stepped forward to help, pretending to be a caring brother.

In addition, many players are currently busy with their own affairs, so naturally no one cares about the whereabouts of Wu Yonghe and Li Yue.

Such a situation undoubtedly gave Gao Yu the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, while at the same time he could keep an eye on the group of NPCs to prevent them from doing anything outrageous again.

It is almost foreseeable that after the rescue is over, the players will have to settle accounts with this group of NPCs.

While the main team was fighting tooth and nail, Ye Qing had already packed up and set off.

As for the teacher and the village chief, they naturally had no way out.

Ye Qing didn't ask how to deal with it, but even if she was relieved, others would not be.

After Ye Qing and Zhao Manying took the two people out of the village, Zhao Xin did not forget to look back at the fate of the two people.

Just after everyone had gone some distance away, she flew back to them and said in the team channel with great relief.

"Sister Ye Qing, those two guys have been hanged, don't worry!"

"Okay, okay, come down and save some energy crystals."

Ye Qing smiled and shook his head, then signaled everyone to stop for a while and wait for Zhao Xin to get on the horse.

Although she couldn't hear the conversation between the two, Miss Yun knew everything clearly, so how could she not know what Zhao Xin was doing on his return trip.

But she didn't mean to care and just stopped at the same time.

Looking at her sister's excitement, Zhao Manying just sighed softly.

She and Ye Qing could discuss the previous topic, but there was no need to do so with her sister.

Ye Qing also signaled everyone to slow down a little. After all, the road ahead would not be as easy as before.

From the port city to the next big city with a teleportation array, if you take the official road like the main team, you can indeed save a lot of time.

Of course, this was also because Ye Qing did not know about the attack on the main team, otherwise he would definitely not think that it was safer there.

Ye Qing simply intended to enjoy the scenery, so he slowed down the camera and let the camera automatically capture the surrounding scenery.

Apart from anything else, the divine world fantasy completely restores the scenery that does not even exist in reality, which is simply a godsend for people suffering from insomnia.

People like Ye Qing, who easily have trouble sleeping when under a lot of stress, sometimes like to wear a helmet to "escape reality."

Just as she was immersed in the surrounding scenery, a voice suddenly interrupted her.

"Master Ling, are you really not interested in the treasures in that village at all?"

"Are you talking about the Gu pot or something? I'm not interested. Miss Yun, just keep it..."

"of course not."

Miss Yun's words made Ye Qing stunned for a moment. From beginning to end, she seemed to have only noticed that Miss Yun went to great lengths to find the Gu pot, and subconsciously thought that it was the treasure.

If what the other party said was true, then the treasure she mentioned at the beginning...

Looking at the slightly surprised expression on Ye Qing's face, Miss Yun gradually felt a little proud.

Her voice is like the devil's temptation, hitting people's deepest soft spot.

"That's a good thing right in front of us. It's not too late to turn back now~"

On this point, Miss Yun did not lie.

That "treasure" is still in the village. As long as they turn back now, it won't be a big problem for Ye Qing and others to take the treasure away with their strength.

So, can you, like a saint, withstand the temptation?

Miss Yun was looking forward to it, and one could even say that she just wanted to see this kind of "saint" reversal.

Especially now that Lin Jue is sitting behind Ye Qing, how will she react after seeing the huge contrast between her benefactor and hers?

But when it came to this, Ye Qing just smiled and shook her head. She squeezed her legs slightly against the horse's belly and moved forward.

Without saying anything, Ye Qing gave her answer with her most direct action.

Lin Jue, who was sitting behind Ye Qing, naturally heard and saw it all, which made her expression a little complicated, but her hands around Ye Qing's waist tightened unconsciously.

Miss Yun did not deliberately suppress her voice, so naturally, Lin Jue was not the only one who heard it.

But after seeing Ye Qing's reaction with their own eyes, the two Zhao sisters had different expressions.

Zhao Manying looked like she was finally relieved, but Zhao Xin was still smiling.

It was as if she had never doubted Ye Qing at all.

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After Ye Qing and the others left, a rare grand funeral was held in the village, with a white banner even hung at the entrance of the village.

The white banner looked a little worn out, but at least it was a whole piece of white cloth and would not be blown away by the wind.

Even so, this was the white cloth that the villagers who were so poor that they could barely make ends meet had finally found.

Many people have recovered their bodies from the deserted graves in the back hills, but even more people have not been able to find them.

The villagers gathered the remains of their relatives back together, held a memorial ceremony for them once again, and then took them to the "feng shui treasure land" pointed out by Miss Yun for burial.

Although the whole village was celebrating the funeral, hardly any crying could be heard.

Among all the villagers, the young man with the scar was undoubtedly the most conspicuous one.

He and the young and strong men in the village dug pits and tried their best to help the villagers who needed to bury their relatives.

The past cannot be forgotten, but people must eventually look to the future.

The villagers present had blood on their hands to some extent, whether actively or passively.

The only person who can be considered innocent is probably the young man with the scar.

"Counting the Hu family, this should be the last one, right?"

Watching another villager leave, the men in shorts around the young man sighed, picked up their hoes and prepared to leave.

The men around him knew more or less about the young man's past, so they were full of sympathy for him.

The scarred young man nodded silently, then took out the few remaining dry food from his waist and swallowed it mouthful by mouthful with the remaining tea foam in the gourd.

Everyone understood what was going on and sighed.

He left his hometown for many years just to seek medical treatment for his mother, but when he returned, he found out that his mother had already become a sacrifice to the "gods".

I have been able to hold on for so many years and finally find my mother's body. How can I just let it go?

No one went up to persuade the young man with the scar, because many of them had lost their loved ones.

"Xiao Qin, we will go back first. Take care of yourself."

The slightly older man stepped forward and patted the scarred young man on the shoulder. Following his lead, the few remaining men also left.

On the way down the mountain, they couldn't help but discuss Ye Qing and others who had just left.

After all, he is the hero who saved their entire village, so how could he not be remembered by everyone?

"Alas, I would rather believe that there really is a god who brought that hero to our village."

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but speak.

Having just experienced the shadow of the "God", many people present couldn't help but frown when they heard this, and some even cursed him.

The leading man did not scold him, but just sighed along the way and then asked.

"Why do you think so?"

The person who just spoke wanted to quickly pass on the remarks to avoid people having any opinions about him later.

But since the leader had already spoken, he had no reason to refuse and just wanted to say a few words quickly and be done with it.

"Look, Brother Cheng Kui, when those immortals first entered the village, didn't the village chief not allow us to lead the way? He even refused to pay any attention to us. As usual, they would stay overnight in the dilapidated temple."

There is nothing wrong with what he said. This is indeed the way outsiders have been treated when they have come into the village over the past decade or so.

As long as they stay indoors, they will all spontaneously go to the dilapidated temple in the northeast corner of the village.

As for the outcome, it varies.

"go on."

"As a result, those immortals chose to go to the dilapidated house in the southwest corner that was left behind in who knows when. Isn't this the guidance of the heavens?"

What he said only sounds reasonable at first glance.

The surrounding villagers all shook their heads, except for the leader Cheng Kui, who seemed to be thinking about something.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. Who originally lived in the thatched house in the southwest corner of our village?"

"do not know."

"My grandfather's generation already had it, God knows..."

The villagers also slowly went down the mountain and returned to the village after discussing it.

The young man Xiao Qin on the hillside had just finished his last piece of dry food. He slowly drew out the hatchet from his waist and chopped off a branch beside him.

When he came to the grave with only a wooden plaque as a tombstone, Xiao Qin kowtowed to the grave again, and then placed the branch in front of the grave.

He just sat quietly beside the grave, seemingly oblivious to everything around him, staring at the sky quietly, like an old man who knew his end was near.

Until a voice "woken" him, causing him to slowly turn his head.

"Your mother wouldn't be happy just sitting here and waiting to die."

A slightly childish voice came from behind him. At some point, a child with a gun stuck in his forehead walked out from the bushes.

He was dressed in rags, with a pale face and thin body, but there seemed to be a strange look in his black eyes.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul. Even if you only look at Xiao Qin's eyes, you can tell that this child is not simple.

"Is it a mountain monster or a Taoist priest? I just ask you not to disturb our peace anymore."

The young man stood up slowly, but his right hand subconsciously reached behind his waist.

But the child just ignored it and walked up to the young man.

"I have something I want to ask you for help with."

"What's the deal?"

The young man still did not let down his guard, but he really did not have any energy left.

The only thing he cares about now is his mother's resting place, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb her anymore.

"This village is not destined to perish. Although kind people from outside have helped you, if you continue like this, the people in this village will soon be scattered."

The child's face looked heavy. Although they were clearly children's eyes, the young man saw the vicissitudes of life in them.

"...I'm dying"

Seeing that the other party had no ill intentions, the young man sat down next to the child.

Chapter 26 People

If Ye Qing and others had not found his mother's body for him, he would probably have died of exhaustion before he found it.

Ten years ago, he was seriously ill while seeking medical treatment. If he had not met a wandering Taoist priest who rescued him, he would have died in the wilderness.

Perhaps in order to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, the Taoist also prepared a prescription for his mother and asked him to return home as soon as possible.

It was a pity that there was continuous heavy rain on the way and the emperor was traveling, so a commoner like him was naturally delayed.

By the time he rushed back to the village, everything that had happened had made him completely heartbroken.