After practicing to the Pure Yang Wuji, I found that it was a strange world

Chapter 40 War
A red dress landed at Xu's house.

In the darkness of the night, she looked at the woman who was being beaten and screaming.

Suddenly, Yue Qinghan stretched out a finger. The finger was as white as a green onion, and the nails were long and beautiful.

A red thread fell in.

After a while, a woman crawled out from inside, her body covered with bruises and swollen nose and face.

"It's you?" Xiangtao looked at Yue Qinghan in surprise.

"It's me." Yue Qinghan chuckled.

"Come on, I'll give you a chance, a chance to escape from the sea of ​​suffering." Yue Qinghan said slowly.

"Do I have a choice?" Xiang Tao looked sad.

The young master of the Xu family died just like that, and died with him.

If she doesn't respond, she will probably die tomorrow.

Although Yue Qinghan's move seemed to be saving her, it was actually forcing her into another dead end.

"You have no choice. However, just because you don't have a choice now doesn't mean you won't have a choice in the future. It all depends on you."

"What do you want me to do?" Xiang Tao said sadly.

Yue Qinghan came to her side, her dress swaying in the wind, dyeing the night sky a blush.

Yue Qinghan stretched out a finger and placed it on Xiangtao's chin, then lifted it slightly.

"Look, how beautiful it is."

Then, one of her hands slowly slid down again.

"What a voluptuous figure! If you were in the capital, you might become an oiran and be admired by thousands of people."

Xiangtao looked sad.

How huge the gap is between her and the oiran.

The Oiran is admired by everyone, but what about her?
Why is there such a gap?

Because she has parents who are willing to sell their daughter for their son?
She could be very beautiful, but she fell into this state.

"That kind of thing again?"

"Otherwise, what value would you have? However, this is an opportunity for you. You can make yourself more valuable."

"Okay." There seemed to be a fire flowing in Xiangtao's eyes, shining brightly in the night.

She was too depressed. She didn't want it anymore. She didn't want the world to treat her like this and reduce her to this level.

Even if I die on this trip, it is better than being humiliated and beaten to death every day like a lowly dog ​​here.

"I will be grateful to you for giving me this opportunity." Xiang Tao said slowly.

"No need to thank me, it's good enough that you're alive." Yue Qinghan smiled lightly.

She looked at Xiangtao, at the woman in front of her, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in her eyes.

"Let's go."

"where to?"

"Guangyuan Mansion."

After the sermon, He Qing transformed into an eagle and landed in Chunyang Temple in almost an incense stick of time.

Looking at the lush vegetation in Chunyang Temple, I unknowingly saw several bird nests on the fruit vines.

He Qing walked over to take a look and found that the bird's nest was full of colorful eggs.

"Jiji!"

A bird flew back, protected the eggs with its wings, and then glared at He Qing.

"Heh, you're still so fierce after occupying my place."

He Qing flicked the bird away with one finger and then lay down on a rattan chair on the side.

"You can stay here if you want, just don't mess around."

Although He Qing loves animals, there is no need to ask him to clean up bird droppings.

Although He Qing lived in the county these days, he always felt uncomfortable all over, as if something was missing. "What's missing?"

"Oh, a toothbrush."

After being so used to using the branches from the willow spirit, He Qing always felt a little downtrodden when asked to use other branches.

Moreover, the branches on the willow spirit are obviously expensive items, and those ordinary willow branches cannot compare at all.

"I've been taking advantage of you for so long, I should give you some compensation."

Thinking about how he had been plucking willow branches every day for ten years, He Qing was speechless.

It is cloudless today, clear springs are gurgling in the deep mountains, and a chill is flowing that penetrates into the bone marrow.

As the seasons change, winter is here before we know it.

Some blades of grass were covered with frost, and wild animals such as snakes and bears were about to go into hibernation.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a tree that blocks out the sun, its roots stretching half the mountainside, with countless protrusions, winding and tangled.

The willow branches seemed to fall like curtains, swaying in the wind and flashing a hint of green light.

Faintly, there is a faint fragrance permeating the entire valley.

Recently, more and more people have been traveling to Qingping County.

Sometimes when people take the wrong road, they can see this scary willow tree.

Although the willow spirit did not do anything to harm anyone.

But sometimes the fear is not because of whether she can harm others, but because she has the ability to harm others.

A lone swordsman saw the willow tree from the side of the mountain. His face changed drastically and he quickly used his internal energy to escape.

A few refugees who were traveling together were dirty, ragged, pale and thin. If they came here, they would choose to escape.

There were also groups of caravans and monks passing by.

A big monk in khaki Buddhist robes was walking along, and when he got here he couldn't help but look unhappy.

"This place is really weird. It's a weird ghost village with raging demonic flames. There's also this willow spirit, which would be considered an ancestor if it were in another place. And there are these ghosts and monsters wandering in the mountains. It's really weird."

He sighed and moved away in time.

"However, Guangyuan Prefecture is now hit by a disaster, and the imperial court is unable to resist. Qingping County is getting better and better. It seems that I can also build a temple here to spread Buddhism."

The big monk was a talkative man. Even though he was alone, he was always talking to himself.

"What is the current situation in Guangyuan Prefecture?"

At this moment, a young voice suddenly sounded nearby, as clear as the sound of a mountain spring hitting rocks.

The big monk turned his head and looked over, and saw a young Taoist priest with a handsome face and a figure as graceful as a bamboo.

This little Taoist priest possessed a special aura that made him feel at a glance that he was not just an ordinary person here, but a god-like figure.

"That Tuochu Heavenly King has killed many people. He now controls thirteen counties and has almost occupied the entire Guangyuan Prefecture."

"Now, in Guangyuan Prefecture, nine out of ten houses are empty, and there is no rooster crowing for a thousand miles. There are massacres everywhere in the city. Ghosts are rampant, and evil spirits are everywhere. Human ethics are gone, and it is like a hell."

Hearing this, He Qing couldn't help but frown.

Logically speaking, there were indeed many wars in ancient times.

In particular, the Dayue Dynasty has been a dynasty for thousands of years.

Such a dynasty is bound to have many problems.

Perhaps the first generation will be better off, but as the resource class solidifies, various class contradictions will always arise.

Coupled with the fact that this world possesses extraordinary powers, many problems become more complicated.

This King of the Towing Hammer was able to occupy an entire city, so he must have the miniature of many forces behind him.

And the most important thing is that Qingping County is adjacent to Guangyuan Prefecture.

In recent days, many refugees from Guangyuan Prefecture have fled here.

"Then will he come to Qingping County?" He Qing asked tentatively.

"The king is now in high spirits, with 100,000 soldiers under his command, so he will certainly do it."

(End of this chapter)