Take the cubs down the mountain, the rich mother-in-law is my number one fan

Chapter 139 The Symbol of Disaster

Hearing this, Jian Anran withdrew her foot that was about to step out the door.

She walked up to Chu Yan with a sweet smile on her face.

"I know, you too, wait for me to come back."

Jian Anran took the initiative to reach out and hugged Chu Yan, and did not forget to pull Jian Xingxing over.

Coming out of the room, the eyes of the villagers all focused on Jian Anran.

The village chief immediately greeted him, with a smile on his face that made people feel uncomfortable no matter how they looked at him: "Let's go, Master Jian, let's go to the ancestral hall now."

"it is good."

Jian Anran responded immediately, followed behind the village head, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Didn't you say before, the village head, that if there was a problem in the village, the ancestral hall would not be able to be opened? Why can you see it now? gone?"

"This is because we used some special methods."

The village head was vague.

Before Jian Anran could continue to ask about the solution, the village head had already said: "Master Jian, you came here this time to ensure the safety of the Millennium Candle. You won't doubt it when you see the Millennium Candle in a while."

"I know you must have a lot of doubts in your heart now, but please follow me, and you will know when you see it."

Now that the village chief said so, Jian Anran could only keep her mouth shut.

Otherwise, what else can we do?

After all, this is someone else's territory.

It is still the dilapidated ancestral hall.

Compared with the last time she and Chu Yan came, there was less dust, and it seemed that the village head had someone clean it up temporarily.

But no matter how you look at it, how old it is.

"Village chief, is this the ancestral hall dedicated to the thousand-year-old candle?"

Jian Anran pretended to be surprised looking at the dilapidated ancestral hall, covered her mouth, and her voice was full of disapproval: "The thousand-year candle is a very important thing, how can it be placed here so hastily?"

Hearing this, the village head revealed a distressed face, and sighed: "Master Jian, you don't know something... Our village is too poor, and it is difficult for everyone to eat, let alone build a beautiful ancestral hall." .”

The village is indeed poor.

If she hadn't come here in advance and knew that there was a secret room under the ancestral hall, Jian Anran would have believed these words.

"It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, what matters is safety."

Jian Anran slightly raised her hand at the village head: "Now, please ask the village head to show me the thousand-year-old candle, I need to check it."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The village head stood in front of the altar, muttering low and obscure words in a low voice.

Jian Anran listened attentively for a while. It was a curse she had never heard before. She hid her hand behind her back without any trace, and pinched it.

If there is any emergency, it can be dealt with in the first time.

As the obscure words spit out from the mouth of the village chief, the thousand-year-old candle gradually emerged.

This breath... is indeed the Millennium Candle.

Jian Anran quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps some of what the village chief said was true.

Seeing that the Millennium Candle was still there, Jian Anran felt that the stone that had been suppressing her heart was much lighter.

"Master Jian, this is the thousand-year-old candle that our village has guarded for generations. You see, there is nothing wrong with it, right?"

The village head stepped aside so that Jian Anran could observe the Millennium Candle up close.

Jian Anran took two steps forward, her eyes fell on the slowly burning thousand-year candle, and she carefully felt the breath of the thousand-year candle, she nodded slightly: "It is indeed a thousand-year candle."

"That's right, our village will definitely not have any problems guarding the Millennium Candle for generations."

The village chief smiled, and there was some meaning in his voice: "Master Jian, your worries were overstated. We all know the importance of the Millennium Candle, so there will be no problem."

The subtext of this sentence is, since you have seen the Millennium Candle, you should leave, right?

Jane Anran naturally understood.

Her eyes flickered, and before she could make a statement, she heard a woman crying terribly from outside the ancestral hall.

Jian Anran's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed out immediately!

This voice is very familiar!
Although her voice was distorted due to the miserable scream, she still recognized that it was the missing A-Zhen!
At this time, Ah Zhen no longer had the delicate beauty of that night. Her clothes were tattered, and there were wounds all over her body. The clothes were stained red with blood, leaving deep red marks after drying.

Ah Zhen is unkempt, and her pair of bright eyes have lost their original color.

"no, do not want……"

She murmured softly, and tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably. She staggered, stumbled forward, and then stopped suddenly, pulling her hair tightly with both hands, moving like crazy. Roaring!

Jian Anran frowned, took two steps forward, and met Ah Zhen's scarlet eyes.

She was heartbroken.

As far as Ah Zhen is now, she is no different from a lunatic!
Looking at the hideous scars on Ah Zhen's body, Jian Anran said softly: "Ah Zhen, you are injured, I will treat you first."

"no, do not want……"

A-Zhen took two steps back and suddenly became excited. She roared tremblingly: "Wolf! Wolf is coming! They are coming! They are going to kill me! No, no!"

She slapped Jane Anran's hand away: "Don't come near me!"

The sharp voice was extremely harsh, but Jane Anran didn't care.

She put the Pure Heart Talisman on A-Zhen's head with lightning speed, and A-Zhen's horrific screams stopped abruptly.

After Ah Zhen calmed down, Jian Anran had the opportunity to carefully examine Ah Zhen's wound.

Some of the wounds on her body seemed to be scratched by some sharp objects, and many of them were bruises from collisions. Maybe Ah Zhen accidentally bumped into them when she ran back by herself.

The healing medicine was poured out of the small gourd, stuffed into Ah Zhen's mouth, and the wound was disinfected and bandaged again.

While Jian Anran was doing these things, the village chief and others also came out of the ancestral hall.

When they saw Ah Zhen, their expressions changed slightly.

The village head called the man beside him to stop, whispered a few words, and the man trotted away immediately.

But Jian Anran didn't notice these details, she put all her energy on A Zhen at the moment.

Ah Zhen's injuries are serious, and more importantly, her spirit seems to be abnormal.

Even with the Qingxin Talisman fixed, her pupils trembled at an extremely irregular frequency.

Jian Anran's brows were almost frowning together, this Ah Zhen must have encountered something terrible and unacceptable to become like this.

Even if the body can recover in the future, the mental trauma is not so easy to heal.

Thinking of this, Jian Anran sighed heavily again.

Almost everyone in the village came by now.

Naturally, it also includes Ah Zhen's mother, Mrs. Li.

"Mrs. Li, Ah Zhen needs to take a good rest these days."

Jian Anran saw Mrs. Li at a glance, and walked over with a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)