On the shore, there were many people from fishing villages who traded some supplies with the people on the boat, and many came to watch the fun. They stood together in groups of three or three, but were not talking about gossip at the beginning and end of the village, but were clamoring, with a look of confusion and fear on their faces.

Sang Li glanced at him and felt a sudden sigh of relief. What could have happened in this village? Isn’t it safe?

She approached and listened carefully.

"What should I do now? Even Xianpo Liu is dead, who can control it?"

"Why don't you let the village chief go to the boat to talk, give a reward and release the news, and find someone who can save us?"

"You haven't heard anything the village chief said last night when he discussed it. He said that several fishing villages nearby have lived here for generations. There were such things in the past. Just choose a few people to sacrifice to the evil demon."

"This...if this can be calmed down, it will be a solution."

"What are you talking nonsense! You will know if it's a way when the sacrifice is on your head!"

"Does the village chief have any idea? If this continues, I don't know who will die next. How can everyone be in panic?"

After hearing this, Sang Li was completely sure that this village was really unsafe! There was a demon!

She looked at the boy beside her and wanted to say, "Why don't we go back to the boat and walk forward for a few more days." Before we could speak, the boy walked straight to the fishermen over there.

Qu Qingmian: "I have a way to take me to meet the village chief."

A group of fishermen looked at each other in a row, and some people hurriedly called the village chief, while the rest looked at him with hope or suspicion.

Faced with various problems, Qu Qingmian kept silent.

His cold and indifferent appearance actually made people feel a little trust. The fishermen seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and were much more respectful.

Sang Li stood aside and was stunned. Xiaomian had a way to eliminate the monster?

No, right? This is not the point. The point is that Xiaomian’s temperament is that he actually offered to help the fishermen?

Qu Qingmian naturally cannot be kind-hearted, and the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.

His eyes passed over the fisherman and fell on Sang Li. The worries and worries in her eyes were visible, and her expression was stunned.

He just wanted to give her something better.

Soon the village chief came over. He was an old man in his fifties, with his hair and beard half white. When he saw Qu Qingmian, he frowned slightly.

Too young.

"Can you deal with the evil demons in this sea?"

Qu Qingmian nodded, "I can kill it."

He knew that he was not yet capable of calling the wind and rain, but he knew that unless it was a strange place like the Black Abyss Cliff, he would not die, and the more dangerous it was, the more it would inspire him to become stronger.

"Xiaomian!" Sang Li rushed over and grabbed his sleeve, his voice softly lowered and begged, "Don't take risks, okay?"

She doesn't want Xiaomian to be a hero or a savior, she just wants Xiaomian to be by her side safely.

She tried a little harder, trying to pull the person to the other side of the boat.

Qu Qingmian didn't move at all, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her, "Believe me."

They moved into the temple. At the end of the village, the terrain was slightly higher, and there was a bamboo forest behind the house. When the wind blew, it rustled.

This place was originally where Liu Xianpo lived. She was the only witch in several nearby villages. She had been alone and widowed all her life. Now she is over 90 years old. It is said that she is really capable.

Fishermen make a living by fishing and must go out to sea. Before leaving, they always bring gifts to the witch to pray for peace.

Something that happened in the village was so heartbroken that the children cried and had a high fever that would not subside. They would also come to find Liu Xianpo, and they were basically optimistic and had a high reputation.

Someone disappeared from a month ago. First, it was in the neighboring village. For five consecutive days, I was dragged away by something after going to bed at night, with blood stains all over the ground.

Everyone guessed that some evil demon came over the sea.

Liu Xianpo performed a ritual. Two days later, someone began to disappear in this village. Every now and then, everyone was very scared.

It was useless to post talismans at home and to get the cabinet at night, so it was useless, so Liu Xianpo took action personally.

Unfortunately, the fishermen who had never dared to sleep did not wait for the good news that the evil demon was removed, but saw Liu Xianpo's... corpse on the beach. Let's just be considered a corpse.

Because my body was gone, only half of my head and a large pool of blood were left, and the eyes were so wide that they were almost protruding. The fishermen who rushed over were frightened and retreated, their faces as if they were earthy.

Liu Xianpo was gone, and the last bit of hope in their hearts collapsed. They had a bad mentality and packed their bags overnight and wanted to get on the boat and run away.

There are also many people who are lucky. In the past, there was something like this. The evil demons would not eat anything. It was like raising food, leaving after eating a little, and then coming back after several years.

There are dozens of people missing in several nearby villages. Maybe the evil demon will leave tomorrow?

Everyone has different ideas, but they are undoubtedly anxious.

Village chief Liu Zhiqing almost turned gray with his hair, and sat in the hall, knocking on his cigarette pipe.

The hall was full of people, and someone asked, "Is that a stinky boy really going to deal with the evil demon tonight?"

"We will lose our lives at any time now. Village Chief, didn't you say that Mr. An on the boat has a way to find someone from the Immortal Sect to help?"

Liu Zhiqing frowned and said calmly, "Bad Master An, that grandson wants one thousand taels to speak."

Everyone was silent now, so quiet that the needle could be heard. After a while, they shouted and scolded, calling Mr. An apologized.

Someone hesitated and asked: "Where is that boy, what did he ask for?"

Liu Zhiqing thought of the boy's dark and quiet eyes, and felt a trace of inexplicable hope in his heart, "He just proposed to live in this village and give him convenience."

Everyone was helpless and lit up.

"It's that simple?"

"No matter whether it is true or false, we can't lose anything, why not try to believe it?"

"He said he was going to deal with the evil demon tonight? Is he single?"

Liu Zhiqing nodded, "Yes, he is single."

Everyone's heart was shocked. The boy could be said to be fighting for his life. What reason do they have to doubt?

"Everyone brings some gifts and visits the temple?"

The temple was built differently from those ordinary houses. It has a high ceiling and a large area, and there is a shrine in the house.

Sang Li could no longer say anything to dissuade Xiaomian's letter to me, but anxiety and worry were inevitable.

She held the incense and knelt on the cushion and muttered. Although she was an atheist before, she naturally had different beliefs in this different world.

"God, please, please bless Xiaomian, so that you can be safe tonight, let the evil demon leave quickly and leave..."

She closed her eyes and muttered randomly. After she finished reading, she kowtowed a few more times. As soon as she put in incense, there was a sound of footsteps coming from outside.

It was the village chief who led some of the villagers.

They all carried a lot of things, including precious items they bought from the boat, as well as various chicken, duck, fish and meat from their own homes, and some holding new cotton wool.

Facing the villagers with a smile on their faces, the boy had no expression or spoke. Sang Li felt as heavy as a big stone, and he was not in the mood to deal with it. So the villagers put down their things and left one after another, and did not stay for a long time.

The night tonight seemed to be coming very quickly. Sang Li wanted to speak for a while and finally couldn't help it when the boy got up and walked out. She reluctantly pulled his sleeve, her big eyes begged and looked at him pitifully, "Xiaomian, I'll wait for you to come back."

The boy wanted to raise his hand to touch her head to comfort her, but his knuckles moved, but he still suppressed his words, "Okay."

When he walked out and stood on the porch, he turned around and met the clear eyes that were looking at his back. His throat moved, and a sentence filtered out the expectation, without ups and downs, a cold question, "I am not here tonight, will you... miss me?"

Sang Limeng nodded, "I think, I really want to think about it, Xiaomian, you must come back well."

She saw the boy laughing, very lightly, and then turned around and walked into the night.

It was a really long night.

Sang Li held the quilt and was able to sleep when she fell down, but she couldn't fall asleep tonight.

She couldn't figure out why Xiaomian had to do such a dangerous thing, but later she saw the villagers coming to the door with gifts, and she vaguely understood a little bit. Perhaps Xiaomian hoped to have a better life as soon as possible when she arrived in a new place.

More perhaps, I want... she lives a better life.

This thought came out, and Sang Li felt that she was really a little embarrassed.

Just thinking about it all day long, she sat in the dark eyes all night, and the sun rose outside, and the sunlight climbed into the window coffin, and she hurriedly got up.

The village chief said that the evil demon would only come out at night.

She couldn't make trouble, so she could only wait for him in the room. Now that the sky was getting bright, she wanted to find him immediately.

Sang Li ran towards the beach, and she saw many people, and the villagers also came out and were gathering together.

The crowds were crowded, and she couldn't see whether Xiaomian was in the middle or not, so she was back safely.

She lifted the hem of the skirt and ran there quickly, silently reciting in her heart that Xiaomian must be fine, and he will definitely not be able to do anything.

When they were halfway through the journey and were so panicked that they were about to trip, the villagers respectfully made way.

Sang Li saw the boy in the middle of the crowd. He stood there like a ray of light, looking at her quietly.

Her feet were so panicked that she was uncontrollable that she saw him pausing slightly, and she almost breathed a sigh of relief in an instant and was very happy.

Sang Li suddenly ran faster, ran to him like a deer, spread his arms and jumped up and hugged him, and his voice was both excited and happy, "I'm scared to death, I knew, I knew you would be fine, you are the most powerful."

When she really touched him, she finally calmed down.

Qu Qingmian felt his slender arms hugging his waist and his face leaning against his chest. He subconsciously raised his hand and stopped stiffly in the air.

He was too dirty, with a lot of blood on his body, his own, evil spirits mixed together, and the fragrance on the girl made him feel ashamed of, afraid of dirtying her.

The throat moved slightly, and the arm paused for a moment. Qu Qingmian still hugged her, tightly, hidden thoughts surged.

The salty and wet sea breeze was gentle, and the broken sun fell beside the two of them, and the fine light was like gold.

The cheers of the fishermen around him seemed to be pulled away suddenly, and there were only two of them left in the world.

It turns out that responding to desires is so pleasant.

He was greedy and wanted more.

The author has something to say: There will be a second update at 6:00 pm, and the heroine will become stronger, but if she doesn't follow the path of cultivation, there will be an opportunity~

Thank you for having a little cabbage mine, kiss ~
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