Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

On the second day of the temple ceremony, Chang Qing had just walked out of the inn when a woman ran over, knelt on the ground, kowtowed twice, and cried out in despair: "Please ask the holy monk to save our village."

"Amitabha, female donor, please get up quickly." Chang Qing helped the person up.

"Tell me what you have to say slowly."

Chang Qing's voice gave people a feeling of peace and tranquility, and the woman's emotions slowly calmed down.

This woman was from Chenjia Village. Over the past year, people had been dying in Chenjia Village and the surrounding villages. At first, everyone just thought that the weather was bad this year and it was normal for a few people to die of illness.

Until the past three months, monsters have been seen at night, and chewing sounds have often been heard. The most frightening thing is that those monsters are people who died in the previous few months.

At this point, the woman's eyes were filled with fear. "I saw the burial with my own eyes, how could he still be alive? He became neither human nor ghost. We also invited people to perform rituals, but it was useless. Half of the people in the village were bitten to death."

She heard that the Buddhist disciple was here, so she came here with a glimmer of hope.

Changqing had a rough guess in his mind, so he agreed to go to Chenjia Village with the woman.

They walked for several hours and finally arrived at their destination when it was dark.

"Chenjia Village."

Luo Jiangbei frowned slightly and looked around, feeling uneasy. But when he saw Chang Qing had already followed the woman in, he also followed.

"Why is it getting colder the further we walk?"

Wan Chuyao muttered something, and suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Mo Lian, where is Mo Lian?"

She turned around and saw that Chang Qing was nowhere to be seen. Even Luo Jiangbei and the woman had disappeared. A trace of fear instantly arose in her heart.

“Go forward and don’t look back.”

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my ears. Wan Chuyao didn't see anyone, so he transformed into a human form and shouted, "Mo Lian, is that you?"

"Ah."

Knowing that Changqing was by her side, she instantly felt safe and slowly groped her way forward in the white fog.

There was no other sound in the entire world except her breathing and footsteps.

The white fog became heavier and heavier until it covered his eyes. Wan Chuyao felt as if something was following him. Cold sweat broke out on his palms, and then he ran away.

Just as she was about to use her spiritual power, a hand grabbed her hand. This sudden move really scared Wan Chuyao.

She turned her head and asked: "Why are you here?"

Luo Jiangbei glanced at her and said coldly, "I've seen people seeking death, but I've never seen anyone seeking death like you."

"It was Mo Lian who told me to move forward."

"Open your eyes and look where the Mo Lian came from. If I had been a step later, you would have been dead."

Wan Chuyao realized that he had been bewitched and lowered his head in embarrassment, "Don't you hate monsters? Why did you save me this time?"

Luo Jiangbei was silent for two seconds before he spoke: "It's true that I hate monsters, but the fact that Mo Lian kept you by her side is enough to show that you are not a bad person. If I see you harming others, I will definitely kill you myself."

Wan Chuyao stood there in a daze until Luo Jiangbei said impatiently, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave."

After passing through the white fog, the two found themselves in front of a big tree. The moment they saw the tree, Wan Chuyao immediately ran to the side and vomited.

Her face was pale, and she was still thinking about the scene just now.

The locust tree was full of corpses, with their intestines ripped open and their internal organs hanging out. Blood was dripping from them, and extremely bright and gorgeous flowers were growing on the corpses.

It is these flowers that create an illusion.

"vomit!"

"Save us." The corpse on the tree was still screaming in pain.

Chang Qing also appeared here. With a shout of "Amitabha", those people let out heart-wrenching screams.

Wan Chuyao couldn't bear it: "Mo Lian."

Chang Qing lowered his brows and listened indifferently as the wailing became quieter and quieter. Perhaps because he knew that it was useless to beg Chang Qing, he began to curse until the wailing finally died away.

"Extra kindness is useless. Not only can it not help the other person, but it will only cause them more pain. They are already dead and have become the bodies of those flowers."

"really."

Luo Jiangbei also put away his sword and glanced at Wan Chuyao: "Humans have a saying, good intentions lead to bad consequences. However, perhaps Mo Lian is right. In a sense, you are more affectionate than us."

Wan Chuyao smiled bitterly. In fact, she knew all these principles, but when she heard how miserable those people were, she couldn't help but feel sympathy.

As they walked, Chang Qing's expression was a little solemn, and he said lightly: "This place is not right, it seems to be some kind of ancient formation. Only 30% of the power can be used here."

Luo Jiangbei and Wan Chuyao tried it, their faces changed slightly, they didn't expect this to happen.

"We have to find the center of the formation and kill our way out."

"Oh, don't waste your energy. When you step into Chenjia Village, the formation will be activated. This formation is useless even if a god comes."

A tall man came out. He was very handsome and elegant. He was holding an umbrella with a gorgeous picture of blooming peach blossoms on it.

Chang Qing smelled the fragrance of peach blossoms in the air, which was so sweet that it made her feel a little sick. She cast a little spell, and a cool breeze blew away the sweetness, and she felt better.

"You are actually a peach blossom spirit?"

Chang Qing was a little surprised. She thought the demon's true form would be some ancient ferocious beast, but she never expected it to be a peach blossom.

It seems that because his painted skin was destroyed last time, he had to reveal his true identity this time.

Even the handsome appearance could not hide the evil in the eyes of the peach blossom spirit. He looked at Wan Chuyao and said, "As long as you are willing to sacrifice your demon pill, I will let them both go."

Wan Chuyao agreed without even thinking: "As long as you let them go, I'll agree."

She could feel that in this formation, the three of them together were no match for the other party.

"What on earth do you want to do by doing all this?"

"I want to be a human being."

The peach blossom fairy smiled, with longing and happiness in her eyes, and the fragrance of peach blossoms in the air became stronger and stronger, as if ten miles of peach blossoms were in full bloom.

Chang Qing: “…”

She really didn't like this overly strong smell.

The scene around them changed rapidly, and they followed the Peach Blossom Fairy's memory to a strange place, filled with fairy mist and beautiful fairies.

The peach blossoms in the Pantao Courtyard were in full bloom, and their petals fluttered gently in the wind.

With a loud bang, the palace in heaven collapsed, and the Optimus Prime was smashed by a stick, overturning the Peach Garden and tearing a hole in the barrier between heaven and the mortal world.

A tree flower with its body burnt black fell to the earth, no one cared about it, and it waited to die silently until a young man picked it up, planted it in the yard, and watered it carefully every day.