[You sold the village-level weird ghost spirit, hate, hate, hate, for a pound and seven taels, and received seventeen years of cultivation feedback. 】
The moment Song Ciwan left the table, he successfully operated the heaven and earth scale to complete a sale.
The next moment, the fog that originally shrouded Song Ciwan's dantian seemed to have been struck by some heavy hammer, and a hole was quickly released.
The gurgling true energy was like water mist, jumping out of the blockade and quickly flowing back into her Dantian. Then it flowed into her limbs and bones, and was controlled by her again.
Before that, although Song Ciwan had recovered her memory, her Qi cultivation was invisibly suppressed by strange rules.
She couldn't contact her Dantian, couldn't mobilize her true energy, and her body was so empty that she seemed to have turned into the mortal who had never practiced cultivation again.
That kind of weakness was actually very disturbing. Fortunately, the true energy returned at this moment, and Song Ciwan suddenly felt a little more confident.
Although only seventeen years of cultivation returned, which was not even one-tenth of her peak years, this was a good start.
The sale of the scale of heaven and earth made Song Ciwan look at the villagers of Fugui Village around him differently.
The female villager in green was still looking at her suspiciously, and Song Ciwan took another step out.
The moment after stepping out, Song Ciwan suddenly turned around and caught Aunt Zhou, who was still immersed in pretending to eat, and said quickly: "There is not enough food for the banquet. I can cook and Aunt Zhou can light a fire. Let's Let’s go help the village together!”
Aunt Zhou immediately threw away her chopsticks, stood up hurriedly with Song Ciwan, and continued what she said: "Yes, I'm good at lighting the fire, old lady. I'll go with Miss Song to contribute to the village."
After saying this, she could move.
Song Ciwan pulled her and walked away without any delay. The female villager in green clothes next to her, eyes wide open, finally realized what she was doing and swooped over to grab Aunt Zhou's hand, saying solemnly: " Are you leaving too?"
She stared at Aunt Zhou with sinister eyes, and there were bloodshot eyes crawling out of the four corners of her eyes.
It can be seen that each villager in Fugui Village is allocated exactly three "taming" quotas, and the female villager in green will not only lose Song Ciwan, but also Aunt Zhou, even two out of three. Such a loss How can I bear it?
So she was anxious and confused.
She stretched out her hand to grab Aunt Zhou, and the hairs on the back of her hand slowly grew out like steel needles.
Aunt Zhou suddenly felt horrified, and her legs went weak subconsciously.
Song Ciwan held her firmly beside her and whispered in her ear: "Aunt Zhou, think about Sister Zhenniang, aren't you looking for her?"
Zhenniang was the name of Aunt Zhou's daughter. Song Ciwan had heard it once before and remembered it in her heart.
On the other hand, Aunt Zhou herself, because she entered this strange world, her memory was suppressed invisibly, and she forgot the existence of her daughter.
But she still had a mother's instinct. As soon as Zhenniang's name was mentioned, her heart was immediately touched, her legs became weak, and her hands began to pull back with all their strength.
"I'm not leaving!" Aunt Zhou couldn't help but raise her voice and said, "I'm doing my best for the village!"
As she spoke, she struggled.
This struggle seemed to irritate the villagers in green. The hair on the back of her hands grew faster, her nails sharpened, and suddenly they dug deeply into Aunt Zhou's flesh!
At this moment, a shrill howl broke through the air.
"ah--!"
The person who howled miserably was not Aunt Zhou, but actually the villager in green who hurt Aunt Zhou with his nails!
It wasn't Song Ciwan who was hurting her, but a force that came from somewhere.
At the moment when the skin on Aunt Zhou's wrist was broken by the nails of the villager in green, a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air and fell on the villager in green.
Zhila, zhila!
The villagers in green clothes were suddenly shocked and twitched all over, with black smoke coming out of their mouths.
Aunt Zhou was shocked, and Song Ciwan took the opportunity to pull her away, feeling secretly shocked.
But Song Ciwan soon realized that this should be the fourth rule of the current strange situation: if the visitor has not committed any foul, the villagers of Fugui Village cannot take the initiative to harm the visitor with force!
Look at the fate of this villager in green——
She wasn't dead, she was just frozen in the moment. She opened her mouth, and there was not only black smoke coming out of her mouth, but also many tiny lightning bolts flying back and forth.
"You, you—" Amidst the black smoke and sparks, the villagers in green glared at Song Ciwan and Aunt Zhou, their dark eyes teetering on the edge of her eyes.
The scales of heaven and earth reappeared, and another ball of energy was collected from her: [Village-level strange ghost spirit, hate, hate, hate, two pounds or three liang, can be sold. 】
Two kilograms and three liang, you can see the intensity of his hatred!
Song Ciwan suppressed the joy in her heart, and without stopping, she quickly pulled Aunt Zhou towards the row of stoves at the edge of the open space.
Passing by many tables and seats, the victims were still eating, and the villagers in Fugui Village were still looking at them with fondness. Occasionally, some villagers glanced at Song Ciwan and Aunt Zhou, but they immediately became expressionless. Expressive, completely indifferent.
Aunt Zhou was frightened and hurriedly leaned against Song Ciwan in search of that sense of security.
The two of them seemed to have walked an extremely long way before they finally passed through the many tables and seats and arrived at the edge of the stove.
The stove is very lively. Most of the people doing the chores are girls and wives. There are naked men and women wearing headscarves. There are also many children running and laughing among them. Sometimes they come to the stove and smile. Ask for a bite of meat.
Song Ciwan and Aunt Zhou came over, and the people working at the stove also smiled at them, as if they didn't know they were "new outsiders", and greeted them cordially:
"Come here, I heard that Madam Song, you are good at cooking? Come, share this pot with you. Madam Song, you can take the spoon, and Madam Zhou, you can light the fire. Hurry up, we have to cook a big pot of food in a quarter of an hour, okay? If you are slow, you will be punished."
The person who spoke was a villager who looked like an overseer. He was tall and round. Although his face was friendly and smiling, and his tone was very kind, he had a dark iron whip on his waist!
It is not difficult to imagine how powerful this iron whip will be when he carries out the so-called "punishment".
Is this how I escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again?
No, they have always been in the wolf's den, and they have never really been out of danger!
Song Ciwan didn't say anything and just kept working.
Aunt Zhou was also very diligent. She gathered the dry firewood next to her and started to quickly light up the fire.
There was a specialized butcher chopping meat at the cutting board on the other side. Song Ciwan brought a lot of minced meat over to boil water and roll it into meatballs.
During the cooking process, she felt hungry, and so did Aunt Zhou. The aroma of the food made their stomachs churn.
Aunt Zhou couldn't help but asked Song Ciwan in a low voice: "Xiao Song, if you eat the things on the table for free, you really can't eat them. But aren't we working? If we work... in exchange for a bite to eat Yes, do you think so?"
Song Ciwan had also thought about this question, but she also had no answer.
If we understand it from the perspective of rules, Song Ciwan feels that Aunt Zhou’s idea should be correct. But the biggest question now is, are these foods in the pot really edible?
Now they are being pushed to escape from minor crises, but if they want to truly leave this strange situation, just doing this is not enough.
They still need to do more, and they need to find a way to truly eliminate the strangeness!
