Although she herself doesn't care much about the affairs of the human race, she still has to do something that is beneficial to the fate of the human race.
Besides, fighting evil gods is the responsibility of gods.
At this time, someone in the convoy behind started pushing and shouting.
Several men blocked and pushed a young woman. The woman even bit someone before she escaped from the siege of the men.
A young woman, in her twenties, holding a thin boy of five or six years old, ran to Qingjin and Qinghu like a madman, and then knelt down with a thud.
She was dressed in rags and looked embarrassed and thin, but the child in her arms was white and tender, and the small clothes on her body were washed clean.
The mother and son are simply two extremes.
"Help, sir, please help." The woman cried miserably while holding the little boy.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Qingjin pursed her lips and asked in a deep voice. Qingjin keenly noticed that many people around him had their eyes turned here, with scrutiny and observation.
This is a bit irritating. This young woman and her child were probably released on purpose, right?
"Sir, please help me, please help me." The woman refused to explain the reason and just cried louder and louder.
"Speak." Qingjin said with a cold tone.
The woman knew how to kowtow, but she still remained silent.
Grandpa Shen Er looked at her and sighed and said, "This woman's son was swallowed by a little monster. The child's soul has been completely integrated with that little monster. He drinks blood every day as a monster. I let him She gave up, she refused to die. There was no blood, so she fed her son her own blood.
Alas, it is really pitiful. "
Qingjin looked at her second grandfather speechlessly.
As a result, he saw that everyone around him had unbearable expressions on his face. Of course, he did not miss their more subtle inspections, expectations and waits.
Qingjin understood immediately. Second Grandpa is trying to win over the people again. At the same time, he and his sister were afraid that they might be taken advantage of.
The old hustler likes to do things like this to win everyone's sympathy, even though it seems like he has bought their brother and sister.
Qinghu also looked at the little old man with a strange look on his face.
"It is too unworthy of me to perform a sacrifice to Mahakala for you." Qinghu said. "How can you be a great pope like you?"
Ahem, ahem, Grandpa Shen Er suddenly looked horrified when he heard this.
"Ancestor, I have never had the idea of placing a chair under my ancestor's buttocks. Please don't slander me." The expression on the old man's face was really one of shock and fear.
Obviously the old Pope of Mahakala is not a fuel-efficient person.
Hahaha, Qinghu's smile was full of contempt.
"It's just a little monster. Why don't you treat her son?"
"If I could cure it, I would have done it a long time ago. This little monster is very weird, and its soul has been completely integrated with the little boy. I don't have the ability to take it out. If we kill it together, the boy will also Death. How can I bear it?" Grandpa Shen Er did not forget to show compassion at this time.
Emma, he deserves to be applauded and praised all day long.
"Do you want to save your son?" Qinghu lowered his head and asked the young woman.
The young woman had a firm look on her face and said eagerly, "I want to."
"Then why didn't you speak just now?" Qing Hu asked.
"They all said it was hopeless, but I didn't dare to say that just now." The two women said with tears in their eyes.
"Do you know? If I take the initiative to save your son, then you will have the opportunity to cultivate in the previous life. The blessing of this life." Qing Hu said.
Qingjin listened speechlessly.
Grandpa Shen Er listened in shock, thinking that it was indeed that person.
The others looked blank.
Even the villagers and neighbors of the few monks and women who came over were shocked beyond words.
"As long as you can save my son, I am willing to pay any price." The woman said firmly.
"Did you hear that? Your mother offended me and dared to force me to save you. So I will punish her to become a white crane for twenty years."
The little boy who had no idea what he was saying actually had tears in his eyes.
"Don't think that I will let her go if you cry. From now on, you don't need a name, you will be called Crane Boy." After Qinghu said this, he grabbed the child's forehead with one hand. A black steam emerged from the child's head. It condensed into the shape of a black, crazy two-headed rooster in the air.
"Kill you, eat you, peck you to death..."
The big cock crows crazily.
No matter how much it screamed, Qinghu ignored it, directly grabbed the child's head with one hand, and then pulled it hard and roughly.
A dark thing was pulled out from the top of the child's head.
The black thing had many sticky black threads all around it, which penetrated deeply into the child's head. He pulled hard and pulled the child out of his mother's arms.
The child screamed miserably, screaming in pain, pain, pain.
"My lord, my lord." His mother immediately shouted anxiously.
"Shut up."
Qinghu didn't care if the child cried out in pain. Pulling it hard is like pulling a brown candy, one pull.
laugh……
A black sticky silky thing the size of a human head was pulled out by Qinghu.
"It's a little evil thing that just fell. Or a big rooster." Qing Hu looked at the thing in his hand. At this time, the child who fell to his mother's side had completely lost his breath. "Child, child, why is my child dead?"
"Why are you dead? Shut up. If you don't shut up, you won't be cured." Qing Hu said coldly.
The woman was immediately frightened and did not dare to say any more.
Qinghu held the little evil thing in one hand, and dug deep into the little evil thing with the other hand.
The little evil creature made a shrill, shrill chirp. The people around who heard the sound couldn't help but step back, and bloodshot eyes continued to ooze from their ears.
As soon as Qinghu took it out, he handed the little evil object to the second grandfather.
"Hold it for me."
Grandpa Shen Er: "Shall I pull it?" He shook. This is an evil thing. "I don't want to fall yet. I can still work. Really, ancestor, you have to believe me."
"Come on, just pull it for a while, it won't fall." Qing Hu rolled her eyes at him angrily.
Then he threw an antidote pill to him, "Eat it and the evil energy will not contaminate you."
"Okay." Grandpa Shen Er immediately happily took the elixir, then tremblingly took hold of the two-headed cock.
"Hold on."
"Okay, I'll hold on."
"Hold on tight."
Touch, Grandpa Shen Er's hand slipped and he failed to catch the chicken. The chicken actually wanted to run away.
The black smoke rolled up and the thunder and lightning flashed.
But before it could run a mile away, it was pulled back again by an inexplicable force.
Cluck...Help, help.
Hey, hey...someone come and save the chicken! !
I will definitely repay it in the future.
The big cock screamed like crazy.
It's a pity that no one who heard its cry dared to come forward.
What the hell did that fool eat? How dare you go to that place.
The gods just don't have enough snacks to eat.
Hide, brothers and sisters, let’s all hide.
The big cock struggled to escape and was finally dragged back without tears.
"God, God, please let me go. I never dare to come to your house again." The big rooster cried and begged for mercy.
"What about the child's soul?" Qinghu asked.
"It's gone and eaten, really." The big rooster looked like he was swearing.
"Huh?" Qing Hu pulled the double-headed cock in front of her and began to knead it.
"I asked you why you were attracted by evil things. It turns out that they are interested in you because you have the thin blood of the Netherworld Chicken. This bloodline is not bad. Together with the Death Soul Crow and the Xuanming Golden Crow, it is known as the three greatest under the Netherworld Phoenix. Alien species from the underworld." Qinghu said, squeezing the big cock with great interest.
"God, God, please spare me." The big rooster kept begging for mercy.
"Didn't you notice? Your mind has become much clearer since you came into my hands, right?" Qing Hu said again.
The big cock stiffened.
Then he turned his two heads stiffly. After thinking about it, it seems that this is really the case.
"I'll pluck out your other useless head. You spit out that child's soul." Qinghu said again.
"No, he was really eaten by me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the big cock was forcefully pulled off by Qinghu. The chicken head immediately turned into a ball of black flesh and blood with evil energy. Since the big rooster lost that head, the whole chicken has become much cleaner, directly changing from black to gray, white and black.
The eyes of the big cock also became much clearer. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeise." How could it really change its appearance?
Just when the big cock was surprised, a ball of extremely fishy flesh twisted and burrowed towards Qinghu's palm.
The people around were horrified when they saw it.
"Qinghu, be careful." Qingjin couldn't help but rush over.
As a result...the mass of flesh and blood was drilled but failed to penetrate. I drilled and drilled, tried my best, but still couldn't get in.
Qingjin stopped. He looked at a certain black mass of flesh and blood with a look of shock on his face, thinking that this thing is so useless?
Flesh and Blood Dumpling: No, it’s not that I’m too cowardly, it’s actually that I chose the wrong opponent. I shouldn't have chosen her.
Seeing that he couldn't get in, the fleshy dumpling wanted to run away, but was pinched by Qinghu's small claws again.
Hey, hey, hey... he can only be pinched.
Ruined! !
Qinghu took out another small black clay pot and threw the evil flesh and blood into it.
Then he put away the small clay pot.
Grandpa Shen Er's eyelids trembled vigorously several times. If he hadn't been so dim that he couldn't see clearly, the small, palm-sized black jar just now seemed very familiar. Ah, that thing just now couldn't be the devil... Lord Magic Jar, right?
Emma, the famous Lord Magic Jar in the Eastern Wasteland, why has he become a trash can?
Lord Magic Jar: When did my old Tao become a trash can? Didn't you see that my master liked me and specially prepared some delicious food for me?
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