Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan stopped at a secluded corner and looked towards the family in front.

Why did it just stop not far from this family?
Because in front of the door of this family, there was a person kneeling right now.

This person is none other than Aunt Zhou. She holds three sticks of incense in her hand and bows to the sky.

She had gray hair and a very thin body. Under the dim night, her eyes were as bright as two clusters of open flames.

She worshiped incense and kowtowed once, and every time she kowtowed, there would be a crisp sound. Her forehead was already bloody, but she didn't care at all, she just kept praying: "Great Mercy, Universal Bodhisattva, Grandpa Heavenly Emperor!" , Lord of the Land, God of the City, gods from all walks of life... I beg you, please save my daughter!"

"She is only 15 years old, she is so young, she followed me into this world, and she has never enjoyed a blessing, she can't just disappear like this!"

"If she really deserves this fate, let the women take her place! She is a good child, but also a poor child. I did not raise her well. God, if you want to punish me, punish me!"

"The believer is willing to cut this body and give everything... Please, please, some gods, please save my daughter..."

Boom!Boom!Boom!
As she begged, she kept kowtowing.The small piece of ground in front of her was already stained dark red by her blood. When the night wind blew, her body was still shaking, and she didn't know if she was cold, hungry, or injured. ,painful?
Song Ciwan who was not far away could feel that her aura was already very weak.

It was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time!
However, even though she was already skinny and unbearable, she miraculously managed to stand up.

It's a pity, even so, none of the gods and Buddhas in the sky ever looked down on her.

This world will recognize Wang Yi's natural talent, but it will not give inspiration to this ordinary woman in the mud.

What exactly is the righteous way of heaven and earth?

Can those legendary gods and Buddhas hear the prayer of the little mortal at this moment?

Song Ciwan thought to himself, I'm afraid it's impossible.

There are too many sufferings in the world, and gods can't take care of them, so in the end, "people" still have to rely on themselves.

No one can be responsible for other people's lives, but she can send charcoal in the snow and light a lamp in a dark room.

A gust of night wind blew by, and Aunt Zhou, who knelt and kowtowed again, suddenly felt something. She suddenly raised her head, and saw a shadow in front of her like a wave of mist.

What is it?
Is it a person, a ghost, a god, or a fairy?
Aunt Zhou almost exclaimed, she opened her mouth wide, and the word "ah" stuck in her throat.

The rolled shadow swept around her body, and a small porcelain bottle fell into her hand at this moment.

At the same time, there was a cold and indistinguishable voice rang in her ears: "I am the Qingfeng God Envoy under the seat of the Zhizheng Wuming God, thinking about your suffering, I specially give you a piece of elixir, which can relieve the world's injuries and diseases." ..."

A passage of words floated indistinctly, lingering in Mrs. Zhou's ears, and then disappeared suddenly.

Mrs. Zhou didn't even have time to shout out, the black shadow was blown away by the wind and disappeared in an instant.

Aunt Zhou was so excited that her lips trembled, and at this moment she finally cried out "ah".

It was this sound that alarmed the people in the room behind her.

The door of the room was opened carefully, revealing a young head.

This person was Mrs. Zhou's daughter-in-law Tang. Mrs. Zhou kowtowed and prayed outside the door. Mrs. Tang was sleeping in the house with her youngest son and her husband, but she was not asleep.

How could it be possible to sleep?Such a big thing happened to the family.

Aunt Zhou was crying and begging outside, making people upset.

Therefore, Tang Shi, who had been listening carefully to the movement outside the door, turned his eyeballs at this moment, and his eyes fell on Aunt Zhou's hand.

Holding a thin white porcelain bottle in that hand, under the dim starlight of the winter night, it seemed to show a particularly unusual charm.

Tang knows that this porcelain vase is by no means his own.

She couldn't help asking in a surprised voice: "Mother! What is this in your hand? Where did it come from?"

Aunt Zhou subconsciously hid the porcelain bottle in her hand, and Tang Shi jumped forward swiftly as if she had only seen a fishy cat.

She pounced too fast, Mrs. Zhou was weak and her legs and feet were inconvenient, and she was about to be unable to hide.

She was anxious, and hurriedly bowed her body into the shape of a shrimp, holding the porcelain bottle in her arms, and shouted: "Tang Shi, are you crazy? Are you going to make a noise and attract people to insult us?"

Mrs. Tang's Bala Zhou was stunned, and Mrs. Zhou took the opportunity to push the cork of the porcelain bottle away with her thumb, and it collapsed, and the small wooden stopper flew to the side.

Tang looked over subconsciously, and Mrs. Zhou hurriedly pushed her away, then raised her head, and poured a little liquid from the porcelain bottle into her mouth.

The liquid contained a little blood, and as soon as it entered the abdomen, a warm current ignited, rushing straight to Mrs. Zhou's limbs and bones.Especially the area on her leg that was bitten by the mouse received intensive care from the warm current.

However, in the breath, the originally tired and weak Mrs. Zhou seemed to be injected with a fine liquid. She stood up straight in an instant, looked at her hands, and moved her legs again, showing surprise and shock on her face.

Tang Shi, who was standing opposite her, was also shocked. Tang Shi widened his eyes and said, "Mother, what did you eat just now?"

Aunt Zhou said in a trance in horror: "It's the elixir given by the envoy..."

She said the last three words very softly, but Tang Shi still heard them.

She changed her face in an instant, and she suddenly said, "The panacea? The panacea that can cure any disease?"

Then she was shocked and angry: "Mother, you drank the elixir given by the gods in one gulp? My God, how can mother be a grandmother like this, Dalang is still hurt and lying on the bed and can't get up! Bao'er I also fell ill from fright, but the gods gave the elixir, but you drank it all in one gulp..."

Seeing that she was about to cry and sing as soon as she slapped her thigh, she didn't know what would happen in the middle of the night.Aunt Zhou, who was in a trance, woke up at this moment, with all kinds of thoughts passing through her mind, and sometimes it really only takes a moment to make a decision.

Aunt Zhou's eyes were bright, but her tone was very calm: "Li Niang, you are right, I am a mother, and you are also a mother. You, a mother, love your child and worry about your husband. , there is nothing wrong with that.”

She added: "But I'm also worried about my baby, Dalang still has you to take care of her, and Bao'er is also taken care of by you and Dalang, but my Yin Niang, only I can take care of her."

Then he asked Tang Shi: "If Da Lang took the elixir, would you allow him to go out to find his sister?"

Mrs. Tang dodged immediately, and Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "Look, you won't allow it. In fact, I don't want to, it's too difficult, it's too difficult to go this time, and I don't want Dalang to suffer like this for his sister. Then Only I will go, only I will get better, I will find the child..."

"Li Niang, I know you're not bad. You're always fussy, but you're always poor. You're also for Dalang and Bao'er. I don't blame you, I just ask you not to blame me..."

Aunt Zhou who stood up straight turned her head and looked at the broken house next to her.

There was no light in the dilapidated house, and it was pitch black, but there was a vague figure that seemed to be reflected in front of the window.Through the hole in the window paper, he looked at his mother in the dark night.

It seems very close, but also seems very far away.

Aunt Zhou said: "Li Niang, I'm leaving. I won't come back no matter whether I can find your sister or not during this trip. You should just think of me as an old woman who died long ago."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.

In the dark night, her pace was extremely fast, and Tang Liniang, who was standing at the door, opened her mouth several times, but couldn't say anything.

Aunt Zhou disappeared into the darkness so quickly. She didn't know where she was going, but the faint whimpering sound from the room behind made her pace even faster.

No matter where you go, you always have to go.

No one noticed that there was a breeze following her in the cold night.

[Human desires, love, worry, and fear are six catties and nine taels, which can be traded. 】

The scales of heaven and earth floated in the void of time and space, and a cloud of sapphire-like air lay on the weighing pan.

This is from Aunt Zhou's seven emotions and six desires, which is full of six catties and nine taels!

And that's not all, Aunt Zhou's emotions surged violently, and Tian Di Scale collected Qi from her twice in succession.

The second time: [Human desires, joy, worry, fear, love and parting, can be bought or sold. 】

Song Ciwan This is a gift rose, the hand has a lingering fragrance.

What she gained was far more valuable than the small bottle of so-called "elixir" she gave away.

And that small bottle of "elixir" was actually obtained by Song Ciwan dissolving some powder of Xuepowan with mountain spring water.

The Blood Soul Pill is powerful, and it is a healing elixir that can only be used by practitioners above the late stage of Qi Transformation.If a mortal uses it directly, it is very likely that the body will not be replenished, and the body will die.

Song Ciwan scraped out some powder, dissolved and diluted it, and it was a good panacea for Aunt Zhou.

As for her pretending to be the envoy of Qingfeng, it doesn't mean anything else.He just felt that as a deity, it would be too shameless for the "nameless deity" to do everything by himself, so he simply fabricated another Qingfeng envoy.

Today she is the Qingfeng God Envoy, another day she might be able to become a White Wind God Envoy, a Black Wind God Envoy... After learning the transformation of the fetus and changing shape, are you afraid that there will be no end to the God Envoys?
It's a pity that although the envoys of the gods are endless, Song Ciwan's own abilities are limited.

She can give elixir to help Aunt Zhou stand up, but she can't help her find her daughter and relieve her suffering from the root.

Who knows where the rat demon took Aunt Zhou's daughter?Is she still alive at this moment?

There is only her mother in this world who is so relentless and persistently caring about her.

Song Ciwan blended into the shadow of the night wind, followed Aunt Zhou, took the rat moss and ground it into fine pieces, then took a bamboo tube from the Tiandi scale as a container, and activated the Blazing Flame Technique to quickly boil it into quiet green water.

After the blue water cooled down, it was sprayed on Aunt Zhou's body with the wind.

Aunt Zhou went farther and farther, and Song Ciwan followed for a while, and finally took out the paper soul puppet that was obtained from the psychic level rat demon.

The puppet has not yet taken shape, but it looks like a piece of ordinary paper-cut with a gray color.Song Ciwan flicked his finger, and the gray paper-cut lightly stuck to Aunt Zhou's back.

"Qingfeng God Envoy" has limited abilities and can't do much, but just talk about this paper figurine and protect her for a while.

In this world, there are still people who love so purely.

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