Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 14 People who are willing to trade their lives
The moment Fang Ling saw his grandfather, his heart felt inexplicably at ease.

Seeing what grandpa said now, he immediately pulled out the dagger, and when he shined the blade, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue, and he led the child to walk hard in the mud.

The bright moon has already shone in at the entrance of the cave. Fang Ling just dragged the two children out of the cave, but fell into the Muma River at his feet.

Fang Ling pinched the water avoidance formula all the way so as not to choke on the water, but the two children couldn't do it, and they soon became limp.

Fang Ling hugged their legs, lifted them above his head with all his strength, and swam quickly towards the shore.

The lights near the temple on that mountain were brightly lit, and the villagers held torches desperately calling for the names of the missing children.When Fang Ling was exhausted and dragged the two children ashore, someone found out immediately.

Everyone gathered around.Someone shouted: "Saved, saved! The child is still alive!!"

"It turned out to be drowning. No wonder I searched all over the area and couldn't find it."

"Xiao Sheng, this is our Xiao Sheng."

A woman rushed over and put her arms around one of the children and yelled.

Another person shouted towards the torch in the distance: "Hey, Xiaoshanzi's father, your Xiaoshanzi has been found!"

Only one woman cried, "Where is my little Shuanzi? Where has my little Shuanzi gone?"

After speaking, he ran towards the river where Fang Ling climbed up, shouting loudly.

Everyone worked together to stop her, for fear that she would commit suicide.

After a long time, Fang Ling's grandfather came back.Holding a child's cloth shirt in his hand, the blood on it had just been soaked in water, and it hadn't been completely washed away.

The others had already dispersed in twos and threes, only Xiao Shuanzi's mother was still guarding the bank.

When she saw the cloth shirt in the Taoist priest's hand, she cried heartbreakingly.She frantically tore at the Taoist priest, crying:

"Why didn't you save my little Shuanzi? Why didn't you save him?!"

Fang Ling watched, heartbroken beyond measure.

She caught up with Xiaosheng and Xiaoshanzi who hadn't gone far there, and asked, "That kid, who is the kid who told you the story?"

Xiaosheng and Xiaoshanzi were frightened. Seeing their relatives, they just cried and couldn't say a word.

Only another child who came out to look for his friends said tremblingly:

"We met that kid while we were playing by the river, and we don't know who he is."

"What's the name? You should know the name, right?"

Seeing the child shaking his head, Fang Ling continued to ask, "If I see him again, might I recognize him?"

The child's eyes were a little dazed, and he seemed to be thinking hard for a while, but still shook his head.

The Taoist priest put Xiao Shuanzi's shirt in front of the mountain temple, took out seven hemp coins and set up a reincarnation formation, and a lit candle was placed at the exit of the formation.

Each of the seven copper coins landed on the key point of Qiguan, and if there are copper coins sitting there, the little Shuanzi in the next life must have strong yang fire and be in good health.And candles can light the way to the reincarnation, and I hope he will have a smooth journey.

The woman was still cursing the Taoist priest and Fang Ling in a hoarse voice, cursing why they could save others, but they couldn't save Xiao Shuanzi alone.It seemed that as long as she kept cursing like this, there would be someone she hated, so her heart wouldn't hurt.

Taoist Master Huaiji pulled Fang Ling who was kneeling by the side, and told her to watch, to see clearly the blood stains on the shirt, and to remember every swear word that Xiao Shuanzi's mother swears.

Fang Ling cried and refused, but Daoist Huiji held her there, and became angry with her for the first time in his life.

"There are [-] evil spirits in the Shifang Locking Jade. Once they are released, there will be [-] 'Little Shuanzi'! You ignore the souls for your own selfish desires, have you ever thought about how you will face 'Little Shuanzi' in the future?" 'Our mother?"

Fang Ling would usually give in when he got into trouble, but now he was holding his neck and gritting his teeth without admitting a single word of fault.

Daoist Huiji was out of breath and wanted to hit her with a slap.But he didn't want Fang Ling to poke his neck and say:
"You always say that the world is alive, and all things are alive. Xiaosheng, Xiaoshanzi and I are not common people?"

"you?!"

Taoist Master Hui Ji spurted out a mouthful of blood. Fang Ling was frightened and hurriedly stood up to help his grandfather, but he was thrown away by his grandfather.

"If practice is only for self-cultivation, but not for cultivation of the mind, if you have no responsibility for your heart, and no beings in the world, how can you talk about the word "cultivation". One day, you will know how many people in this world you are willing to sacrifice your life for." !"

Fang Lingshi was just a 13-year-old girl, so naturally she couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.But seeing grandpa so weak, he cried with self-blame.

"I was wrong, Grandpa, don't be angry!"

Daoist Huiji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stabilized his figure, and said in a deep voice:
"Grandpa knows that it's hard to bear life debts, and he doesn't want you to suffer like this, do you understand?"

I don't know if she really understands, but she just kept crying and nodding, repeating over and over again:

"I get it, I get it..."

As the saying goes, the little demon in the temple is big. In fact, it does not refer to the size of the temple, but refers to whether there is a real god sitting in the town, and whether there is incense for worship.

Temples without the presence of a true god are the easiest places to harbor filth, because all kinds of goblins and ghosts are trying to absorb incense from the world to be worshiped by the world.

This otter is just unsatisfied with years of hard training and wants to take this shortcut.

Because of occupying the temple, from time to time, he enjoyed some incense from people who didn't know where he was, and improved his morals, so he really thought he had become a true god.To actually create a Sanskrit sound to harm the world, it can be said that he deserves death.

Taoist Priest Ji Ji burned the mountain temple on fire while telling Fang Ling this.

But Fang Ling was always wondering where did the storyteller go?What is his identity, and why is he not afraid of the spell while he has such a strong yin energy?

Taoist Master Huoji couldn't give an answer for a while. After all, the Taoist priest had never seen the child, but judging from Fang Ling's description, he felt that the child should not be a monster.But it is not known exactly what it is, you have to see someone to tell.

Fang Ling thought that he could always catch that bad thing in front of his grandfather, but he didn't want his grandfather to have an accident next month.

(End of this chapter)