Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Many memories appeared in Changqing's memory. He grew up in the Living Dead Village. The woman holding his hand and the man feeding corn to chickens were his parents.

"Our chickens are really fat." Li An smiled and sprinkled the corn on the ground. He turned around and went into the house. "Go check the price of chickens in a few days. If possible, take two to the city to sell."

Xiufen nodded and brought out the bowl.

Chang Qing's expression became more complicated, and he picked up the bowl and started eating bite by bite.

"Dad, Mom, why don't you eat?"

Li Ancai and Xiufen looked at each other and said in unison, "You eat, we are not hungry."

Chang Qing looked a little dissatisfied. He put the food into their bowls. Seeing that they looked a little embarrassed, he asked suspiciously, "Could there be medicine in this dish?"

Their hearts skipped a beat and they quickly waved their hands: "No, no."

Under Chang Qing's earnest gaze, their scalps tingled and they tremblingly put the vegetables into their mouths.

"Eat more. Look, my mom has lost weight."

Changqing, smiling, picked up more food for them. Xiufen held the bowl tremblingly and almost cried out.

After Changqing finished eating, he hummed a little tune as he cleaned up the dishes and took them to the kitchen. Li Ancai and Xiufen immediately spat out blood and twisted on the ground with their faces in pain.

"You clearly knew she was not easy to mess with, so why did you poison her so much?"

"Then what can I do? Can you beat me?"

From Changqing's perspective, she and these two met, but from Xiufen and Li Ancai's perspective, it was not the case.

Instead, they have been living together in this Death Gate illusion for several years, trying every way to kill Chang Qing every moment, but to no avail.

Xiufen's face turned pale, and when she heard Changqing calling her outside, she felt like dying.

She closed her eyes and pretended she didn't hear.

"She...she's coming." Li An saw the figure getting closer and closer to him, his face full of fear, and he pushed Xiufen next to him, "Go quickly, go and hold her steady, don't let her find out that we're going to kill her."

Xiufen glared at him angrily, endured the severe pain and climbed up, looking for Changqing with a sad face: "Yu'er, is there something wrong?"

Chang Qing was shocked by her complexion, "Mom, why are you so pale? I'll take you to the hospital."

"no need."

Xiufen was weak and had to use her hands to force a smile on her face. "I'm fine. I just ate too much and I'm a little full. There's no need to go to the hospital."

Chang Qing said "oh" and walked around the village in small steps.

"Has she left?" Li An asked cautiously, fearing that Chang Qing would target him again.

"Let's go, let's go and cause trouble to other people."

Xiufen wiped her face in distress. The five years in this death gate illusion were even more unbearable than the five hundred years she had lived. She felt like she was about to turn into a yellow-faced woman.

She looked at herself in the mirror and her eyes suddenly widened.

Is this her?

The figure in the mirror had messy hair, a pale face, and dark circles under her eyes, looking like a female ghost who was taking her life.

Xiufen couldn't accept herself becoming like this and she held her head and screamed.

"No, I'm going to find the village chief now."

Li Ancai smoked a leaf cigarette miserably and touched the stubble on his chin.

Not to mention Xiufen, even he, a grown man, looked extremely haggard.

Who the hell came up with the idea to put her into the illusion of the death gate?

The two made a decision on the spot and headed towards the village chief's house.

As soon as she entered the door, Xiufen immediately hugged the village chief's feet and burst into tears: "Village chief, please save us, the two of us really can't stand it anymore, Bei Yuyu is not a human being..."

She cried with tears and snot, and was so sad that she even used a skinned corpse next to her to wipe her tears.

"We will both die in her hands sooner or later. We have to work ourselves to death every day and coax her as a father and mother. Let's not kill her. Let's get rid of this scourge."

The weird people in the room sighed deeply and looked at Xiufen and Li Ancai with sympathy.

They have seen how these two have been living over the years.

Of course, their names are not Xiufen and Li Ancai. It’s just that in Changqing’s memory, they are called these names, so everyone calls them by these two names.

A young man in a wheelchair also spoke up, "Please find a way to send her away. I really can't stand her at all."

The man looked to be no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He looked very thin and his face was a little pale, but the resentment in him was even heavier than that of the evil spirits who had died tragically.

His leg was broken by Chang Qing.

Of course, they wanted to kill Chang Qing through some means, but in the end they got what they wanted and their legs were broken by the rolling rocks.

As a powerful monster, this minor injury was no problem for him, but in this death gate illusion, they didn't dare let Chang Qing find anything wrong, so he could only sit in a wheelchair miserably every day.

Oh~ This wheelchair was made for him by Changqing.

It was because of this broken wheelchair that his strength was greatly reduced and he truly experienced what it felt like to be unable to take care of himself.

The village chief also had a sad face. Didn’t he want to send the plague god away?

Is he reluctant to let go? Is it because of love?

No, it's just that he has no choice.

All their methods were useless against the girl.

Listening to these people complaining, the village chief couldn't help but burst into tears.

He has lived for thousands of years and has never suffered such hardship.

See that wheelchair? See that pile of firewood? See that furniture?

These were all cut off from the plague god's body.

In the third year in the illusion of death, the village chief kept persuading Chang Qing to leave. Every time, Chang Qing looked at him aggrievedly, and whimpered to show that he was reluctant to leave.

"We don't know when she will recover her memory. By then, she will want to leave without us asking."

The village chief still remembers that 5 years ago, his hair was still black, but now it is all white.

Sad~

"So you're all here."

A clear and pleasant voice came from outside the yard, causing everyone in the room to tremble.

It’s over, this plague god is here again.

Chang Qing walked with a cheerful step. Seeing the child trying hard to squeeze into the crowd, he walked up quickly and grabbed the back of his collar.

The kid was angry and glared at the others.

I was almost hidden, and this plague god didn't even notice me, but this group of guys pushed me out.

"I just gave you a few questions, do them quickly."

Chang Qing touched his head with a smile.

She was determined not to let the children in the village be illiterate. Seeing that the child was struggling and unwilling to do it, Chang Qing frowned and taught him earnestly: "Niuzi, the times have changed now. You need a diploma everywhere. In the new era, we can't be illiterate."

She looks like the older sister next door educating her naughty younger brother.

It was quite warm, but the weird people present didn't notice it at all.

They only saw the 793-year-old "child" holding the questions, his face pale and distorted. These questions almost drained all his mental energy.