Chapter 849

He still had to go back to solve those problems at home. Now this small matter is the task assigned to him by the master. Even if he is frustrated, he must continue.

Master said that spirits and monsters are demons, and immortals are immortals, and demons are not good. Therefore, yellow skin essence must be removed, or someone will continue to die.

ZiChou and elder martial brother Yinmao can't fight against Huangpi Zijing at all.

The master said that he had Yan bone in his chest and was born to be a wizard of learning Taoism. He studied for a day, and the top of him was thousands of days.

Han Zhujing summoned up his courage and went to a middle-aged woman: "Auntie, I see that your printing hall is black. There will be bloody disaster in today's day. Why don't I make a divination for you?"

The middle-aged woman's eye slants: "roll on, where the little fart child comes from, swagger and deceive also don't know to find a good excuse, bah!"

Han Zhujing's face was embarrassed, and his ears grew red. His fists were tightly clenched in his sleeve. He could not give up. He could, could...

Yu Qingyu crawled on the wall to eavesdrop on the conversation in the village head's room. Only then did he know that the Taoist priest Lin had left, and now only two half apprentices were left.

He doesn't have much skill. He can only smash people with props. He can't practice magic. He can hit ten.

However, when the Taoist priest Lin left, he put a strange array of eight trigrams in the courtyard. He could not do this, otherwise he would rush in, turn over the medicine, and then kill him.

Weapons of mass destruction will certainly hurt innocent people. How can he do such a thing when he is so kind?

It's impossible!

"system, I'm going to go to a village far away from here to collect faith and then come back to revenge."

"Qing Yu did it right." The sound of the system is smiling.

Yu Qingyu rolled his eyes and came again. He could die if he didn't blow his rainbow fart!

The next moment Yu Qingyu's voice was joyful: "mm-hmm, I'm the best."

System: "yes, Qingyu is the best."

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"help! Who will save my grandson! I'll be a cow and a horse for him

After a few days' journey, Yu Qingyu was tired and rested in a tree hole with closed eyes.

Suddenly, the sharp sound came into the ear.

He shakes his ears. It seems that he hasn't arrived at the village yet. How can there be a voice.

The voice outside seemed to be getting lower and lower. Yu Qingyu walked out of the tree hole.

At the foot of a slightly steep hillside, an old woman half sat holding a child who looked like she was about ten years old.

The child had a blood hole in his forehead, half of his cheek was bleeding, and a large bundle of branches was scattered around him.

The old woman's legs and wrists were also stained with blood, soaked in thick cotton padded trousers.

Yu Qingyu ran down and circled around them. It seems that he fell down accidentally when cutting firewood on the mountain.

The old woman covered her child's forehead and looked at Yu Qingyu with vigilance.

Yu Qingyu thinks that maybe this is a good start. He still has a kind heart to the innocent people, and he can't do anything to save them.

A moment later, Yu Qingyu left the old lady. He put down two pills, some gauze, and money and food collected from the last family.

The old lady was surprised. Did she come across Wong Tai Sin and send him the elixir?

The old lady worshipped Yu Qingyu and took a pill and swallowed it.

After a while, she quickly fed another pill into her grandson's mouth.

She decided that she must set up a memorial tablet for immortality when she went back.

"Well, did you hear that Mrs. Zheng and her little grandson went to the mountains to cut wood and met Huang Daxian, who gave her money back."

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