Ghost eye peasant girl group pet daily

Qi Baoer gave him a look that said, "Are you a hagua?" "Do you think the people in the village won't know that there is a little girl in the old house of the Qian family?"

That's the Qian family's old house, not just any place.

The villagers may not know, but how can the village chief not know?

Otherwise, how do people live in it?

When Mrs. Qian put her child in a villager's old house to raise her, she spent a lot of money to open up the entire village. The money she gave to the village chief and his family alone was a hundred taels per year.

What is she drawing?
Doesn’t the picture mean that the villagers can help take care of her daughter?
But the result?

The whole village tacitly chose to ignore the fact that the little girl was being wasted by her adoptive parents. Even their children, like the little girl's adoptive parents, were free to bully the little girl in the village.

"Hiss~" Qi Dong rubbed his nose, "They took someone's money and did something like this. Now this is their retribution."

"Yeah." The words "karma and retribution" are never just words. God is always watching above your head.

Many things may seem unfair, but every peck and drink have their consequences.

The people in the village have committed evil deeds, and everyone has karma attached to them. The so-called god from the god-worshipping sect wanted to stop Qi Bao'er when he was passing by. It's all a disaster.

"Where's the ghost mother?" She won't be troubled by Mao Zheng, right?
Qi Baoer gave Twelve an "Are you kidding me" look, "It was the god of the god-worshipping sect who made the move. He originally wanted to take the ghost mother for his own use, but the ghost mother had already lost her mind. He We have no choice but to get rid of the ghost mother."

It's really not possible to do that.

If the so-called god is not greedy for the ghost mother, there is no need to throw a Mao Zhan to block the road. The ghost mother is much stronger than Mao Zhan.

Moreover, the ghost mother who has lost her mind attacks indiscriminately. As long as any living creature passes by its territory, it will come out to cause harm; unlike Mao Zhan, under normal circumstances, it has a certain degree of brains, at least knowing how to take advantage of the situation. To avoid danger, for example now, Mao Zhan knew that people like Qi Baoer were dangerous and had been hiding from the beginning to the end without ever showing up.

While he was talking, Crown Prince Renyin, who had disappeared at some point, appeared again and took out the Mao Zong. He also tied it into a rice dumpling and smashed it to the ground. It made a sound, which must have been very painful. muffled sound.

But it's stiff. Naturally, it doesn't feel painful. His facial features can no longer be seen clearly on his face covered with black plush. However, his identity is not obscured at all. The two long teeth that represent the zombie symbol are exposed outside the plush. .

Mao Zhan was casually thrown by Crown Prince Renyin, and happened to be thrown beside Yuchi. He was so frightened that he jumped a few meters away with a "I'm going!"

"What the hell is this?"

I didn't recognize it for a moment. If it weren't for the tattered clothes wrapped around it, I would have thought it was a bear.

Yuchi ignored him, floated to Qi Bao'er and said, "This thing is peeping out in the village to observe us."

What this means is that this Mao Zong has an IQ, and its IQ should not be low.

Twelve and Yuchi both looked at that lump in surprise. They both knew how to observe, and even the IQs of seven or eight years old couldn't explain it.

Crown Prince Renyin pointed at the villagers and turned the topic back to the most important point, "How are you going to deal with these, Your Highness?"

"Burn them all, and then bury them together." That was all she could do.

The two of them worked together and burned the villagers for a whole night before burning them and burying them in the back mountain.

The so-called God Lord's blocking plan could be said to have no effect at least in this village. Early the next morning, the three of them and the two of them set off towards the capital before dawn.
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The palace, the imperial study.

"Where is Prince Xian?"

Eunuch Fu wanted to roll his eyes, but he didn't have the courage. How many times had he asked this question?
Still respectful, he replied: "In reply to the emperor, I think Prince Xian will be arriving at Yong'an City soon." Based on Prince Xian's speed, if nothing happened on the way, he would have reached the capital long ago.

Jun Chenyuan raised his eyes and looked outside the door, "Where is the Great Elder?"

"The Great Elder is still at Rongchang Inn."

As the emperor's personal steward, he naturally informed him of all the news that the emperor wanted to know without the emperor having to ask. Eunuch Fu continued to speak: "The elder has been talking since he met with the god of the worshiping sect last night. Didn’t even leave.”

The Great Elder is also very tolerant. It has been almost half a month since the God-Worship Cult's god came to Kyoto, and he has endured it all without even meeting him.

It wasn't until last night that the news that Prince Xian had returned to Beijing reached their ears, so they couldn't help but meet quietly.

"Tell me, will Bao'er blame me when the time comes?"

Eunuch Fu was startled and hurriedly comforted him: "Your Majesty didn't know that they could be so tolerant. Prince Xian has always been generous. I think he won't argue with the Emperor after he knows the truth."

How could Eunuch Fu dare to say such a thing if he wanted to change someone else, but this person was Prince Xian, so the word "care" came out of Eunuch Fu's mouth naturally.

I didn't even notice anything was wrong for a moment.

Jun Chenyuan didn't pay attention, but rubbed the jade pendant around his waist with his fingertips and whispered with an unclear expression: "I hope."

At the same time, in the high-end guest room of Rongchang Inn, Mr. Jun and the 'Shenzun' were sitting opposite each other drinking tea.

Different from the image of the 'God Lord', who is a handsome middle-aged man in his early forties, the Jun family elder looks like he is getting older and looks like he is getting older by the minute.

The tea cup in his hand was visibly trembling.

"It is necessary for God to take action in this matter. After the incident, God will be made a national teacher and he will be respected by all people in the world."

The 'God Lord' looked at him with a smile but not a smile, "I am an outsider, how can I care about those worldly names? I am just following my heart to bring order out of chaos."

There was a flash of light in the old but sharp eyes of the Jun clan, and he said with a faint smile: "The god's heart is in the world, but I am narrow-minded."

The 'Shen Zun' smiled and said nothing, raised the teacup low and gave him a look of 'you know I know'.

The elder of the Jun family also raised the tea cup and murmured as if unintentionally: "I don't know where Prince Xian is. Will he arrive in Beijing the day after tomorrow?"

"She just left Surabaya City four days ago. There were endless troubles to solve along the way. How can she come back the day after tomorrow?"

The 'God Lord' is very confident about this.

No matter how vividly Prince Xian is conveyed to the outside world, in the eyes of the always arrogant 'God Lord', Prince Xian is indeed capable, but not much.

Everything is just promoted by the Tian family.

It's not like he has never seen such a person before. In the nearly 400 years he has experienced, he has seen many of the emperor's tricks. To bring out a so-called strong man is nothing more than to stabilize the country and shock the world. .

Secondly, the sorcery, such as picking yin to replenish yang, picking yang to replenish yin, should not be too normal for them.

The 'Shenzun' is very good at the art of harvesting yin and replenishing yang. He can live for more than four hundred years, and this is what he mainly relies on.

So in his eyes, women are just tools to improve his cultivation. How could it be possible that a woman could become as powerful as the one who could save the world, as the outside world said?