Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

Su Lan followed Wen Yan into the village. The further they walked, the more desolate the place became. They both ran towards home in panic. Most of the houses in the village had been burned down, especially the ancestral hall, which was full of burned corpses.

"Mom and Dad~Wow," Su Lan's expression changed and she burst into tears. Wen Yan, who was two years older than her, was already scared silly.

Su Lan could only run into the pile of corpses to find her parents, crying and crying, her little face covered with black charcoal ink.

Wen Yan, who had regained consciousness, finally burst into tears. She pulled her sister back and hugged her, feeling helpless.

"Sister, we have to find the murderer and avenge the villagers." Su Lan spoke about revenge just like the original owner in the previous life, and then observed Wen Yan's expression.

When Wen Yan heard this, her body trembled violently, and a trace of fear and hatred flashed in her eyes. She hugged Su Lan tightly, and said with a choked voice: "But where can we find the murderer? This mark can't be burned by the fire of the mortal world."

Wen Yan was scared and wanted to retreat, but Su Lan would never let her retreat.

Su Lan, who understands the plot of the world, believes that in this small world, as long as you make a vow to the heaven, it will come true. This is to restrain those who practice.

Su Lan knelt down and used great force to pull Wen Yan down with her. She raised her right hand and swore loudly, "My two Wen sisters will find the murderer who killed over 300 people in Li Village and use his blood to sacrifice to our parents. If you break this oath, your cultivation will not improve at all, and you will not die a good death."

After Su Lan finished speaking, she looked at Wen Yan and said, "Sister, come on, let's swear together."

Although Wen Yan felt that the oath was too cruel, she could not say no in the face of her sister's determined eyes, so she could only repeat it with her.

"Swearer, Wenyan"

"The one who swore, Wenlan"

Because the two of them were already at the initial stage of cultivation, the Heavenly Dao Oath also recognized them, and a golden light illuminated the two sisters, and the oath was fulfilled.

Su Lan helped her sister up, a barely perceptible smile on her lips. Wen Yan, however, felt a pang of sadness, as if she had done something she shouldn't have done.

At this moment, the system's prompt sounded in Su Lan's mind, "Congratulations host, the male protagonist's aura dropped from 5% and is now 95%."

Listening to the mechanical system sound, Su Lan missed Tuanzi a little.

Su Lan returned to the half-burned house and found two shovels according to the original owner's memory. She gave one to Wen Yan and said, "Sister, let's bury our parents and the elders and fellow villagers first."

The original owner of the previous life also made this request, and Wen Yan fainted directly. Su Lan did not give her this opportunity. A trace of spiritual power was injected into Wen Yan's body, making the heroine extremely excited.

Wen Yan could only reluctantly take the shovel and dig the soil in the back mountain with Su Lan.

Digging from day to night, the two sisters worked together to bury the charred bodies in pits. With the exception of the original owner's parents, the tombstones for everyone else were carved based on the original owner's memories. Wen Yan had already collapsed on the grass, exhausted, and fallen asleep.

Su Lan drank a sip of the spiritual spring water and continued carving a tombstone. Since she had accepted the original owner's mission, Su Lan just wanted them to have no regrets. These villagers were also very important people in the original owner's memory.

When it was just getting light, Wen Yan stretched and found that her sister had already carved and installed the tombstone.

The bruises under Su Lan's eyes were very heavy, and it was obvious that she had not slept all night. Su Lan also felt that the limit of this ten-year-old body was approaching.

Wen Yan came over and touched Su Lan's head distressedly, "You haven't slept all night, your body will definitely not be able to bear it, rest for a while."

Su Lan nodded and said in a slightly tired voice, "Let's kowtow to our parents first."

The two sisters walked to the grave of Wen’s parents and knelt down.

Su Lan told Wen Yan about going to the immortal sect to investigate and practice, and she agreed. She thought of the immortal in the Hall of Longevity whom she had met last time. He was so beautiful and graceful, and his air of immortality was floating around. A blush crept up her face.

Su Lan was speechless. She sighed and continued, "Sister, I plan to change my surname to my mother's, Su, and enter the Spirit Sword Sect to learn martial arts."

Wen Yan also agreed. Their mother was the only daughter in the family, and they had previously discussed that one sister would take the father's surname and the other the mother's.

"Then I will go to the Hall of Eternal Life. I am already twelve years old, and entering a large sect will be more conducive to my cultivation."

Su Lan did not stop them. She was happy to see the hero and heroine meet. However, without Tuanzi this time, it was really troublesome for her to practice while keeping an eye on them.

Wen Yan took Su Lan to the inn in the town to rest for two days. After they both recovered, they set off to various sects to take the entrance examination.

In the meeting hall of Changsheng Palace

Ouyang Qing's eldest senior brother, Nan Wentian, the head of the Changsheng Palace, was persuading his youngest junior brother to accept a disciple. All the elders had five or six direct disciples, but Ouyang Qing didn't have any.

"Junior Brother Ouyang, since you are the Ninth Elder of the Changsheng Palace, it would be better for you to accept a few personal disciples. In previous years, the internal competitions were all participated by the disciples of your senior brothers. You wouldn't find it boring."

The Great Elder Dan Hua also advised, "Yes, Junior Brother, your Lingfeng is deserted except for two or three disciples who sweep the grounds.

Other senior brothers and sisters also helped to persuade Ouyang Qing, and only then did he agree to accept a disciple, but he asked him to choose one and only one.

After the other elders and disciples left, Nan Wentian, who was sitting in the upper seat, finally asked about Ouyang Qing's life and death crisis.

"Brother, don't worry. I have already dealt with those people on my own," Ouyang Qing replied respectfully.

Nan Wentian felt relieved. He didn't want his sect's most talented disciple to fall into the hands of a country girl, but he didn't notice that Ouyang Qing was holding a box tightly in his right hand.

When he returned to Lingfeng, Ouyang Qing opened the box. The exquisite dice was shining, and his eyes became fierce.

Damn it, he clearly slaughtered the entire village, so why didn’t this damn life-and-death calamity disappear?

Ouyang Qing moved his mind, and a magic sword appeared in front of him. He jumped lightly onto the sword.

He controlled the magic sword to fly towards Li Village. Su Lan also saw this scene on the system screen and wanted to collect some interest first.

Su Lan found a magic weapon that could conceal her strength in the system mall and put it on before she dared to raise the barrier. She slowly raised the strength of this body to the full strength of her soul, which was equivalent to the initial stage of the Creation Realm.

But she could not resist the use of formations. Su Lan made sure that the heroine would not wake up for a while before he quickly returned to the back mountain of Li Village.

Step by step, formation by formation, Su Lan used the power of the Creation Period according to the complete collection of formations to set up a killing formation that no one below the initial stage of the Creation Realm could escape. Even Ouyang Qing, who had the aura of the male protagonist, could not leave safely once he stepped into this formation.

Su Lan also spent two points to buy three photo stones that matched this small world, placing one in the house opposite the ancestral hall and two in the cemetery. After arranging everything, she bowed to her parents and fellow villagers, ready to let the unclean people disturb their slumber.

As soon as Su Lan left, Ouyang Qing arrived at the Li Village Ancestral Hall. Seeing the empty ancestral hall, he was furious and swung his sword to raze the half-burned ancestral hall to the ground.

"Damn it, there are still some fish that slipped through the net."

Looking at the back mountain not far away, Ouyang Qing walked towards that direction as if he had sensed something, and did not notice that the picture stone in the small house opposite the ancestral hall was flashing with light.

Seeing the cemetery, Ouyang Qing had no idea what was going on. He was probably thinking more than just one or two people had escaped. He even tried to destroy the tombstone with malicious intent, but a beam of blue light suddenly appeared around him, trapping him tightly.

"Formation? Ha, you want to use a formation to trap me, the first person in the righteous path, what a joke!"

After saying that, he began to slash around in the formation with his magic sword.