Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

The spring water gushing out from the mountains is cold and cool, with a sweet taste.

After taking a few sips of water, Shen Zhaoxi felt that she had come alive.

Nothing to do but two masters, drank water, washed his face, tidied up his appearance, looked at the small fish flowing in the stream, Shen Zhaoxi patted the white tiger on the head, and asked very habitually: "Brother Tiger, what's the point of catching fish?" I'm begging you to do something."

The white tiger flicked its long tail like a whip, pushed its big head into her embrace, rubbed against her, then withdrew, and plunged into the small stream.

The tiger's eyes are staring at the fish who are not yet aware of the danger, waiting for the best strike.

The divine power circulated in the body, moistening the shriveled cells, and a little power gushed out from the body. With the support of this power, Shen Zhaoxi slowly picked up the firewood.

Thanks to autumn, the weather in the north is dry, there is not much rain, and broken trees and branches can be seen everywhere. Shen Zhaoxi just walked around and came back with a big handful in his arms.

And by the creek, there are already a lot of fish.

The white tiger also dutifully hunts in the water.

"That's enough."

Seeing that the number of fish was far beyond his imagination, Shen Zhaoxi hurriedly called the white tiger back. Hearing the call, the latter jumped up from the water, shook his fur, and turned out to be a heroic tiger again.

Set up the firewood that I picked up, pinch it with my fingertips, and a little spark will fall into the dead leaves, and a raging fire will burst out in an instant, igniting the firewood.

While looking for firewood in the woods, Shen Zhaoxi picked up a chipped earthen jar. I don’t know who threw it here, and picked it up. Half of the fish caught by the white tiger was descaled and disemboweled by her, then threaded with branches and placed directly on the shelf. Roasted on the fire, half of it was thrown into the earthen pot, and a pot of fish soup was stewed with the mushrooms Shen found in the forest overnight.

While stewing the soup, she was not idle either. In addition to the earthen pots in the forest, she also found a plant with relatively large leaves. After breaking it off and processing it a little, it turned out to be a very good bowl.

After the fish soup was cooked, Shen Zhaoxi scooped a bowl for herself, and took a sip of the boiling soup. Although no salt was added, the umami flavor of the fish and mushrooms, together with the seasoning she found, was fully presented. Very tasty.

The white tiger watched helplessly, and Shen Zhaoxi laughed. He took the crock off the fire, put it by the stream, and iced it with cold water. Seeing a thin layer of oily flowers on it, he guessed that the temperature was about the same before putting it away. It reached Baihu's mouth.

"Here, let's eat."

Unlike humans, animals are used to food that is too hot. The cooled fish soup adds a fishy smell to Shen Zhaoxi, but it is just right for Baihu.

Burying his big head in, he began to eat with a grunt. For a while, apart from the sound of firewood crackling, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the white tiger's big tongue licking the soup.

Shen Zhaoxi was full very quickly, the young lady's food intake was not high, plus she had been hungry for so many days, she didn't need much food to fill her stomach.

She didn't even use much of the bowl of fish soup that was scooped out.

When Lin Mingzhu was thrown away, it was the afternoon when the sun was at its strongest. When Shen Zhaoxi woke up, the sky was already getting dark.

After eating a meal and replenishing energy, the sun was about to set behind the western mountain, the wind picked up, and the temperature dropped accordingly.

As a Shinto monk, Shen Chaoxi is not afraid of the cold, but Lin Mingzhu's body temperature sensing system is still good. She didn't want to waste her little power, so she ate and drank enough, and after resting for a while, she patted the white tiger. Big head, asking the other party to take me to find a place to live.

Don't ask for a high bed and soft pillow, at least shelter from the wind and rain. '

In the daytime, the autumn tiger was rampant, and the hot people couldn't stand it, but the autumn wind at night was chilling to the bone. Shen Zhaoxi's prison uniform was only a thin layer, and it didn't keep warm at all.

The big tiger let her climb up on his back, holding the earthen pot, which was filled with extra caught fish.

Those who were not killed by the white tiger were sent back to the stream by Shen Zhaoxi, and these unlucky children who had gone to reincarnation due to bad luck were accepted by her unceremoniously.

The sky gradually darkened, and the woods also became dark. In the quiet mountain forest during the day, rustling movements gradually came.

Fortunately, with the deterrence of the white tiger, coupled with the power of the Shinto monks themselves, no one who is not blind has come to him.

The white tiger was obviously familiar with the mountains and forests, so he carried Shen Chaoxi on his back and walked straight in one direction.

After getting out of the dense forest, a hunter's hut appeared in front of her.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Shen Zhaoxi thought it would be nice to find a cave, but she didn't expect to be able to live in a human house.

"Brother Tiger, thank you very much."

She sent out a little divine power, Baihu squinted his eyes comfortably, rubbed his big head against her chest, and looked at the hut against her.

The hut is not big, and there is a wooden bed inside, and a bedding can be seen on the bed. In addition, there are some earthen pots for things, and food such as rice grains.

Shen Zhaoxi also found a suit of clothes on the bed. Although the fabric was rough, it was better than prison uniforms, so she changed without hesitation.

The hut, which had been unoccupied for a long time, was covered with dust everywhere, and there were spider webs hanging in the corners. Shen Zhaoxi spent a little time cleaning the house, and Dang even decided to live here for a while.

It is true that she wants to help Lin Mingzhu get revenge, but she does not mention that she is still a prisoner, but Lin Mingzhu's current body, even with her divine power, will be manipulated once she appears in front of others, let alone revenge , Whether he can survive is still unknown.

She has to take care of her body first.

She has checked that there should be no monks like gods and ghosts in this world, which means that her fairy methods may not be of much use. After all, each world has different rules for each world. If you don't want to be expelled by the rules, You cannot override the rules.Since there are no monks in this world, she has to use less methods of monks and try to use ordinary methods to help Lin Mingzhu take revenge.

The bed in the log cabin is said to be a bed, but it is actually just a wooden board, which is padded with several large stones of almost the same height.

As the moonlight fell from the window, Shen Zhaoxi pulled the quilt and quickly closed his eyes.

"Brother Tiger, good night."

The big white tiger lying not far away patted the ground with its tail and made a slapping sound, which was a response to her words.

The gentle breathing of one person and one tiger soon resounded.

Shen Zhaoxi lived in the cabin for three days.

In the past three days, she breathed out her anger and recuperated her body. Not only did she cure Lin Mingzhu of various problems caused by the defeat of the Lin family, but she even adjusted her entire body. Although her appearance remained unchanged, her slender arms and thighs were already Possesses a power that is completely inconsistent with its appearance.

This is where Shinto monks are different from other monks.

If someone else came to this world, because there are no monks in this world, and the rules of heaven and earth do not allow the appearance of monks, looking at the spiritual energy all over the world, it is estimated that you can only see it but not eat it, and lead the spirit into the body for more than ten or twenty years. Maybe live longer than others.

But Shinto monks are different.

They say they are monks, but they are fundamentally different from monks. Shinto monks who were born in faith have actually broken away from the category of human beings, and it is not an exaggeration to call them another type of creature.

Rather than saying that they are people, it is better to say that they are a collection of beliefs.

And as long as there are living beings, there is faith.

Therefore, Shen Chaoxi's restrictions were far less severe than those of ordinary monks.

Coupled with the fact that there is more vitality and essence contained in the mountains, forests and cities, she can only absorb one ten-millionth of it, and it will be inexhaustible.

Today is her last night in this mountain forest.

After tonight, she will set off to the border, trying to arrive before the exile prisoners are escorted, and she will come up with a way to rescue the Lin family.

She said it was to rescue the Lin family, but in fact, there was only one person she wanted to rescue, and that was Chun Xia, Lin Mingzhu's personal maid.

When Lin Mingzhu died, she was the woman who cried out of breath while hugging her, and tried to dig a grave for her to bury her.

As for the rest of the Lin family...

Thinking of this, Shen Zhaoxi couldn't help closing her eyes.

The daughter of the Lin family, Zhenlie, committed suicide one after another after hearing that she was going to be sent to the basement and enlisted in the army as a prostitute.

Or hang yourself, or take poison, or cut your wrists...

The reason why Lin Mingzhu is still alive is thanks to Lin Shenwei——

If she hadn't been afraid that Lin Mingzhu would commit suicide like the others, and sent several people to monitor her day and night, Lin Mingzhu would have followed in the footsteps of the woman at home.

As for why Lin Shenwei did this, it's not hard to guess.

Lin Mingzhu couldn't figure it out, she just thought that although they were half-brothers, they were biological sisters after all, and Lin Shenwei couldn't bear it to herself.

However, Shen Zhaoxi felt that Lin Shenwei was probably afraid that Lin Mingzhu's death would be too happy to repay the torture she suffered in the Lin family.

And how did the Lin family torture her...

This is not what Shen Zhaoxi should think about.

Shen Zhaoxi has lived for so many years, and has seen many different kinds of people. Those who repay kindness and revenge often have abnormal nerves in their brains, and their thinking is different from ordinary people.

Shen Zhaoxi's guess was not wrong.

Three days is enough for someone to spread the news of her death back to the capital.

Before the team set off, Lin Shenwei had repeatedly instructed the officers and soldiers escorting the prisoners that if anything happened to Lin Mingzhu, they must report to him in time. Therefore, not long after Lin Mingzhu died, when he arrived at the next city, the officers and soldiers sent them out at the post station. I read the letter of Lin Mingzhu's death.

Lin Shenwei's maid got the letter and delivered it to her immediately.

The courtyard assigned to the side concubine by the Seventh Prince's Mansion was not big, and it was specially chosen by Lin Shenwei. It was close to the street, and a small door was opened, so it was very convenient for people on her side to go out or come in.

The small residence was furnished very comfortably by Lin Shenwei. The floor was paved with tiles, and the windows were made of stained glass—she hadn't yet developed a method for making colorless and transparent glass. All in all, it satisfied her needs as much as possible. modern dream.

As for the small courtyard outside the house, she did not let it go. She built a few shelves and led grape vines. Although I didn't get to eat grapes this year, and the flowers and leaves have withered these days, it is still very interesting in general. The small courtyard is green and beautiful in summer.

No wonder the Seventh Prince was willing to run in her direction.

When Shi Qin handed over the news, Lin Shenwei was lying on the imperial concubine chair that the palace skillfully developed for her, with a blanket on her lap, reading the script.

This is a bad thing in ancient times. There were too few literary and artistic entertainments. If in modern times, playing games and reading novels is nothing to pass the time, now she can only read boring scriptures. The drama is really boring and crooked.

The maid Shiqi held her shoulders for her, Shishu fed her fruits, and Shihua rubbed her calves. Under the service of three beautiful maidservants, the warm autumn sun shone on her body, and Lin Shenwei soon recovered. sleepy.

Hearing the movement, she raised her eyes, "Shi Qin is back?"

"Sister," Lin Shenwei claims to be a modern person who doesn't pay attention to etiquette and dignity, so the three of them are not allowed to call themselves master or miss, and they are asked to call them by their names directly. How dare the four maidservants change their words after a long stalemate After calling her sister, Shi Qin came over and enshrined the letter to Lin Shenwei, "A letter from the station."

Lin Shenwei opened it casually, and when he saw the contents of the letter, his pupils constricted suddenly, "Dead?"

Shi Hua was younger and more courageous than the other sisters. Hearing Lin Shenwei's voice, he asked curiously, "Sister, who died?"

"Who else could it be?" Lin Shenwei's voice sounded a bit uneasy, "That bitch Lin Mingzhu died unexpectedly, but it was better for her, she died before reaching the border."

When a person dies, everything is over.

I didn't expect that bitch to be lucky, but it's a pity that she didn't need any of the arrangements she made for her.

It was so easy for Lin Mingzhu to die, Lin Shenwei only felt that his chest was full of breath, angrily kneaded the letter in his hand into a ball, and threw it out viciously.

She exclaimed as if venting: "Ah——"

The four of them lowered their eyes in a timely manner, pretending that they had never seen the scene in front of them.

Shi Qi raised his eyelids, just as Shi Shu also looked over, the two looked at each other, and then quickly staggered, all kinds of emotions were self-evident in the interweaving.

Lin Shenwei's anger couldn't hurt Shen Chaoxi who was thousands of miles away.

She packed up her things these days and was ready to leave tomorrow.

The white tiger has been driven back to the forest by her. It is a creature belonging to the forest and should not follow her into the secular world.

midnight.

With a creak, the door was knocked open from the outside.

In the darkness, Shen Zhaoxi, who was lying flat, opened his eyes.

A moment later, a sharp dagger touched her neck.

"Don't move, don't talk, or I'll kill you."