Qin Liuxi didn't ask for the thank-you gifts from Xiong Er and the others. To be precise, he asked for them, but they were confiscated. He only asked them to give them all to the Wuyang clan chief to purchase sacrificial items for the Xingzhai.
This was also a thank you gift for her and Si Lengyue who had been bothering each other for several days.
The Wuyang clan leader naturally declined, but Qin Liuxi insisted again and again, so he had no choice but to thank him.
Xiong Er reported Qin Liuxi's rejection to Jing Xiaosi, who frowned and waited for a day. He wanted to go to thank him in person and ask what he needed, but was informed by the Wuyang clan chief that Qin Liuxi and the others had left.
Jing Xiaosi couldn't explain how he felt, he felt like he had been slapped a few times and felt ashamed.
However, Xiong Er was once again shrewd and said: "Xiaosi, didn't the patriarch say that she is the Kun Taoist from Qingping Temple in Licheng City, Ningzhou? If she doesn't want this gift of thanks, then let's go to the Taoist Temple in person to donate some sesame oil. It can always show her kindness. Be sincere. Is there any temple or Taoist temple in the world that doesn’t want sesame oil?"
Master Qingpingguan: Yes, I want a lot of them, come quickly!
Jing Xiaosi gave his Cousin Bear a rare look of approval. This stupid guy finally knew how to use his brain.
"You're right. It's none of her business. We can't be ignorant of etiquette." Jing Xiaosi nodded and said, "Then let's stay for two more days and then go down the mountain and take a detour to Licheng."
"Okay."
Qin Liuxi didn't know that Jing Xiaosi and the others had this plan, so he and Si Lengyue took the dark road directly and returned to the Si family's fifth village. After all, they had to inform the old patriarch and her father, Si Tu, about breaking the curse.
This is a matter of life and death.
When Situ and the old patriarch heard the vicious method of breaking the curse, their faces immediately turned pale. Situ immediately started crying, and his tears kept flowing like water.
"You might as well kill your father and me first." Si Tu cried and said: "Anyway, your mother has been waiting for a long time. It's better for me to be her companion after death than to watch you court death. "
The old patriarch hesitated to speak, but didn't say anything. He just took out his pipe with shaking hands, but he couldn't roll a cigarette, so he could only put the cigarette holder in his mouth.
"Dad, old patriarch, this is the only chance for our Si family." Si Lengyue said: "This is also a secret that the Saint can break. Only Xixi is the only one who can solve our family's problems."
"But the fire of karma burns your body. It hurts so much. If you can't bear it, you will die." Situ cried.
Si Lengyue smiled bitterly and said: "If I don't try, how many years can I survive? The Si family can't live to be twenty-five, so if they say they can live to twenty-five, then I will be sixteen this year and ten next year." She's seven, how many more years can she have? Mom only lived to be twenty-one."
Si Tu froze.
"Dad, if I don't try, I won't even have a chance to live. But if I try, I can still have a glimmer of hope. If I can't resist, it's just death. What's the difference between dying later?" Si Lengyue took out The handkerchief wiped his tears and said, "Dad, would you rather see me die than seize this glimmer of hope?"
"Nonsense! How could dad do that? We just said, maybe we can find another way!" Situ said anxiously.
Si Lengyue smiled lightly: "If there were any other way, our clan would not have withered like this, and the saint would not have been able to break the secret that points directly to Xixi."
Situ choked.
He understood the truth, but how could he do it while watching his daughter suffer the pain of being burned to death?
But he couldn't bear to see his daughter end up like her ancestors for generations.
Situ was caught in a dilemma and asked the stupidest question: "Dad, can you bear it for you? Isn't there some evil magic in Xuanmen that can replace lives or something like that? Can we hire someone to do this magic?"
"Dad!" Si Lengyue shouted sternly: "We are white witch queens who can only punish evil and the right way. Our Si family is in this situation because of evil spells. You actually think that this kind of mess is because you want to ruin my life." Is it short? You will be punished by God!"
Si Tu shrank his neck after being scolded. Seeing Si Lengyue's anger, he couldn't help but tugged on her sleeve in aggrieved manner and said, "Dad just got distracted. Don't be angry. Dad just can't bear it."
"Then don't think about that. Evil magic can harm others and yourself. You must not have that kind of thought." Si Lengyue sighed.
"I see."
Si Lengyue looked at him like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilted with almost only the skin left. She couldn't help sighing and said: "Dad, if you don't try, there is no hope at all. I will definitely get through it, you believe me."
Situ cried again: "I believe you, I don't believe that karma fire can be gentle and gentle."
It is said that evil people go to hell and suffer the fire of their karma, which is scary just thinking about it, but what did his daughter do? She is beautiful and kind, and she has not done anything evil. Why should she suffer like this?
The old patriarch said: "Master, have you made up your mind?"
Si Lengyue nodded: "Old Patriarch, you are the only one who is still alive at the moment and has been with the Saint. No one knows her witchcraft better than you. She is willing to suffer the backlash and reveal the secret. I I believe it."
The old patriarch naturally knows what the saint is capable of, but can a mere mortal body be able to withstand the flames of karma that burns his body?
Not trying would indeed let this only opportunity slip away, and Si Lengyue would always die.
The old patriarch gritted his teeth: "When will the solution begin?"
"We still need to make some preparations. Xixi needs to concoct some medicine to protect me when the time comes. We also need to borrow some foreign objects to reduce the pain." Si Lengyue was silent and said: "In addition, the old patriarch, the so-called merit , can offset thousands of sins, I want to use half of the Si family’s property for good deeds to offset some of the curses.”
The old patriarch's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea."
Situ said: "Is half enough? How about more? I hate that guy named Gong. He was so blind that he saw the wrong person, so he used such a vicious curse. In the end, we have to spend money to offset the misfortune, old man It’s so unfair.”
Si Lengyue and the old patriarch coughed slightly, a little embarrassed. The person who was mistaken was sent by their Si family.
Everything is cause and effect.
"Dad, there's no need to elaborate on all the right and wrong, we just do what we need to do." Si Lengyue looked at the two of them and said, "Half of the family property will be dispersed, and the other half must be carefully planned in case I'm no longer here..."
"Don't say it!" Situ screamed and covered her mouth: "Don't say these unlucky words."
Seeing the great panic and fear on his face, Si Lengyue felt sour in her heart and pulled his hand down: "Okay, I won't say anything."
Situ breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while, and then said: "Anyway, there is no fixed date for the curse, Yue'er, why not postpone it for a year? During this year, you can quickly find someone who can sleep and have a child. In this way, The Si family also has a daughter."
Si Lengyue: "..."
Dad, your heart becomes so fast.
Isn't it just a precaution to have a child, because you are afraid that she won't be able to survive and die?
Did you agree not to say unlucky words?
(End of chapter)
