Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 96 Five Fire Village ([-]) (Part [-])

Ji Mingzhao rubbed her wrist, which had been tortured for several days. For these hundreds of rabbits, she had to work on the road for two days before finally pinching these 35 clay figurines.

This shows Ji Mingzhao's business acumen, this clay figurine is just needed, and the clay doesn't need money, so why not sell it to make money, and even earn some spirit stones.

At night, Ji Mingzhao found an inn in Wuhuo Village to stay.

In the dead of night, the eyes of the rabbits holding weapons seemed to blink. Then, the rabbits waved the weapons in their hands, pried open the window a small crack, and quickly disappeared into the night.

An hour later, these rabbits began to gather towards the only inn in Wuhuo Village. One rabbit stepped on the shoulders of the other rabbits, and climbed into the window one after another across the rabbit bridge.

A woman in blue was sitting in the room at this time, and the woman took a sip of tea from the teacup beside the table: "How is it?"

The rabbit that came in first patted the dirt on its body, and moved its tiny lips.

Ji Mingzhao hadn't installed the X for a few seconds before he was interrupted by the rabbit: "...the second floor is not easy to get to... the inn here only has rooms on the second floor."

After the rabbit complained, he started to line up to report to Ji Mingzhao.

"No...you have to tell me if he lost a sock..."

"...I don't want to know that there are three wells in his house."

"There is a temple of Venerable Xuantian in the north? This is useful news."

The praised rabbit proudly raised its three-petal mouth and nodded to its colleagues. The rest of the rabbits silently applauded the praised rabbit. The scene was like a leadership commendation meeting for a while.

……

"...We're almost done..."

The rabbits in front didn't seem to bring any useful clues until the few rabbits in the back.

"You said... there is a senior official here?"

The rabbit nodded, and the tiny lips moved again.

"There are still monks here?"

At this time, the rabbit behind came up and handed Ji Mingzhao a talisman.

The texture of the talisman was very strange, very smooth, like the skin of something. The talisman was light yellow in color, with strange patterns painted on it, like a child's graffiti.

"This talisman... looks familiar..."

Ji Mingzhao threw the talisman as if she had been electrocuted. She remembered where she had seen this talisman before.

Shichong Town.

The rabbit didn't understand why Ji Mingzhao wanted to throw the talisman out, its tiny lips moved as if complaining, picked up the talisman on the ground, and handed it to Ji Mingzhao again.

"Throw it away, it might be human skin!"

"Squeak!" An extremely sharp cry came from the rabbit's mouth. Fortunately, the sound was not loud, but it was so sharp that Ji Mingzhao's ears hummed temporarily.

...It can be regarded as hearing how the rabbit barked...

The frightened rabbit quickly retreated to the back of the line, and was hugged and comforted by the two rabbits who had already reported in front. rabbit.

Who would have thought that these rabbits were so career-oriented, Ji Mingzhao calmed down, and then asked the rest of the rabbits to report: "Continue."

The next rabbit stepped forward, its tiny mouth moving.

"Did you see a thief on the road?"

Rabbit nodded and stepped back.

Now it was the last rabbit's turn. This rabbit held the spear in its two paws, and its tiny mouth moved slightly.

"There are demon cultivators nearby..."

The rabbit nodded, and moved its tiny mouth again.

"The rabbit demon?"

Rabbit nodded and stepped back.

There are indeed not many useful clues, but sometimes seemingly useless clues may contain useful mysteries. Ji Mingzhao waved at these rabbits: "Go back, you still remember where you stood when you came out last?"

The rabbits nodded, jumped out of the window one by one, and rushed back to the buyer's house before dawn.

Ji Mingzhao watched the rabbits run out of the window, and did not close the window and lie back on the bed until the last rabbit disappeared into the night.

The night passed quickly, and Ji Mingzhao got up from the bed early in the morning, went downstairs and ordered a bowl of porridge with two steamed buns.

At this time, only Ji Mingzhao was at the table in the inn. Yesterday, Ji Mingzhao was selling clay figurines at the entrance of the village, so the waiter here also knew Ji Mingzhao.

Xiao Er yawned and served the food: "Girl, are you going out to sell clay figurines today?"

Ji Mingzhao shook his head: "Not going out of the stall today."

Xiaoer asked with a smile: "Young lady, if you don't leave the stall and return the wallet to the inn, can you still hold on?"

Ji Mingzhao saw that the waiter in this store was very talkative, so he also wanted to get some news from him: "I have a rule, make a batch every seven days."

Xiaoer looked at Ji Mingzhao in surprise, there was no one else in the store at this time, only Ji Mingzhao and the shop's waiter, and Xiaoer began to chat with Ji Mingzhao: "Why, don't you make money?"

"I'm not short of money, I just want to pinch."

"You have a very weird temper," the shop waiter read the storybook, some people with strange abilities have some special hobbies, maybe the girl in front of him is a legendary strange person, "What kind of fairy from the mountain?"

Ji Mingzhao took a sip of the porridge: "The fairy is flattering me, but she doesn't earn money from clay figurines, there are other ways to earn money."

"What method?" Xiao Er's eyes lit up immediately, wanting to hear the so-called method.

"You guys here," Ji Mingzhao pointed to the outside of the gate, "there is a fierce aura, has anything happened recently?"

When Xiao Er heard Ji Mingzhao's words, he was stunned for a while, then his expression changed a little: "Yes... a little thing..."

Ji Mingzhao didn't believe that he could go so far to Fumozong to invite someone for a small matter.

"Really not?"

Xiao Er felt that Ji Mingzhao might be able to do something, but none of the casual cultivators who came recently could solve the problem, so Xiao Er also had some doubts: "You can really do it?"

Ji Mingzhao's first class of unscrupulous people can't beat this guarantee, she shook her head: "Do your best."

The waiter snorted, only thinking that Ji Mingzhao had some ability, just like those casual practitioners, but not much: "It's okay to tell you, if you can handle it, you can handle it, if you can't handle it, we don't blame you."

Ji Mingzhao said, "You speak first."

"Have you ever heard of Lost Soul?"

Ji Mingzhao hadn't heard of it, but he couldn't show his timidity in front of others: "What's wrong?"

"Lost soul means that the soul is not in the body, it is lost, the person is still panting, and the body is empty without the soul." The waiter looked at it with lingering fears, obviously seeing it with his own eyes.

If this is Ji Mingzhao's original world, this kind of situation is called brain death, commonly known as vegetative state. After all, people are driven by their brains, and if they don't move their brains, it's useless to just gasp for breath.

If Ji Mingzhao was a few months ago, he would have told the waiter that you were a feudal superstition and that everything should be scientific, but Ji Mingzhao would only ask the waiter a few months later: "When did it start?"

The shop clerk recalled: "A few months ago."

"Then why didn't you leave?" Ji Mingzhao asked. It would be understandable if this happened only for a few days and these people didn't leave this place to live as usual, but the situation of losing their souls happened a few months ago. It's a little unreasonable.

"Let's go, where are you going?" Xiaoer chuckled, "Come from another country, here, if you leave the place where you live, you will be beheaded, and you need a pass to move around at will. I advise you to leave quickly. Come on, don't get stuck here for you."

Ji Mingzhao still doesn't understand, beheading means death, at least one can still be reincarnated, and the lost soul doesn't even have a soul, so it's clear which one died more thoroughly?
The waiter in the shop obviously also saw Ji Mingzhao's doubts: "In our place, it takes two months for the lost soul to come back, but it takes too long to plant the land. Sometimes the whole family will lose it once it falls, and the land outside will soon be barren. gone?"

It was only at this time that Ji Mingzhao understood that no one had been killed in Wuhuo Village so far, but the villagers always lost their souls, seriously affecting production and life.

"Hey, did you see that empty house at the entrance of the village?"

Ji Mingzhao looked out the door following the direction of the little second finger, and nodded.

"The family's surname is Wang. The husband and wife in the family brought a few acres of Susukida near the door. There is a son and a daughter in the family. Oh, and an old mother. Last year, the husband and wife and their children all lost their souls, and there was only one left." The old mother who is almost eighty, the old lady is not in good health, she finally planted the field for two months, and she was exhausted. There were not a few grains of wheat growing here, and then the whole family was killed," Xiaoer scratched his neck, "beheaded."

It seems that the situation in Wuhuo Village is not as simple as it seems. At this time, the waiter in the shop is eager to communicate, and then points to another empty house not far away: "See, the whole family is lying down and starving to death. "

Ji Mingzhao couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "Is anyone saved?"

The shop clerk thought for a while: "Yes, there are actually only two families that died here. Although the others are struggling, they are still able to survive. After all, we are close to the imperial city, and we still have some money in our hands."

Ji Mingzhao nodded, swallowed the steamed stuffed bun in one gulp, got up and bid farewell to the waiter, "I'm going for a walk."

Although Xiaoer was still a little unsure, but at this moment the only audience member couldn't stop him from leaving, he just said: "Then what, are you coming back?"

Ji Mingzhao nodded and said with a smile, "I'll be back in a while."

Xiaoer stood at the door and waved the rag in his hand to Ji Mingzhao who went out: "Let's talk when we come back."

"……Row."

After Ji Mingzhao and the shop waiter made an agreement to come back and continue chatting, they went out for a stroll.

The street outside the inn can be regarded as the main street of Wuhuo Village. Walking along this street for less than a hundred miles is the Imperial City, and walking back from the main street is the famous Flower City in Heng Country.

Flower City is famous all over the world for its flowers. It is said that there are four seasons of flowers blooming there. No matter when you go or what season you go, you can see a large sea of ​​flowers in and out of the city.

Of course, Ji Mingzhao didn't know how these people managed to have flowers in all seasons regardless of the growth cycle of the flowers. Without him, it was not in line with science.

(End of this chapter)