The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

Chapter 60 Height can be long or short
"Ugh!"

Liniang moved away from the gap and glanced at the confused Ning Ning. Her heart was filled with panic, but... she touched the tattoo on her arm and said ambiguous words, "Girl, the village is not as caring as at home. By the way, when will your family come?"

In and out of her words, she wanted Ning Ning to leave. The stubborn Ning Ning twisted her fingers and said with a tearful voice: "Sister, I... I am an orphan. I was... afraid of meeting bad people, but... I am lucky, I am not a bad person. , I can confess tomorrow..."

"Huh?" Ning Ning looked at Liniang who was covering her mouth in confusion.

In desperation, Liniang covered Ning Ning's mouth, looked around, and deliberately lowered her voice, "Girl, don't say it clearly, this is not a blessed place, but a place of murder... That's it, girl, make your own decision. !”

Liniang turned around and entered the house. After a while, she cleaned up a room and said to Ningning: "Girl, you live in this room. If you need anything, you can call me." She paused for a second, "Have you finished eating? Do you want it?" Shall I cook some porridge?"

"No, no need." Ning Ning rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, and staggered up the steps, "It's been a tiring day and I want to rest."

Ning Ning, who was about to enter the house, turned around and suddenly asked: "Sister, what is an infant spirit?"

Liniang's face changed drastically, and her voice rose eight degrees, "Who told you?"

"Hiss." Ning Ning pushed Liniang and pulled her painful hand, her little face wrinkled, "Sister, you hurt me. I was brought back by the village chief. I don't know who said it, and I was a little curious. Ask.”

"It's nothing." Liniang rubbed the place where Ning Ning complained of pain, a look of disgust and hatred appeared on her face unconsciously, smoothing the wrinkles on Ning Ning's clothes, "Go to sleep quickly!"

Liniang turned around and entered the house.

Ning Ning touched her chin thoughtfully, glanced at the wall as if unintentionally, and stretched herself into the house.

The sound of sharp claws pulling at the earth wall came intermittently and lasted until dawn.

"Liniang, Liniang."

"coming."

Liniang wiped the water on her hands and walked quickly to the door, opened the door bolt, and saw the village chief and aunt coming. Liniang clenched her fists and said with a forced smile: "Village chief, aunt, why are you here? "

The aunt pushed through Liniang who was blocking the door, and happily walked inside, followed closely by the village chief.

The aunt knocked on Ning Ning's door and called out very gently: "Girl, have you gotten up?"

"girl?"

No sound was heard. The aunt and the village chief looked at each other and were about to break in. Ning Ning, clutching her stomach, walked out of the hut, "Village chief? Aunt?"

"Girl, you..." The aunt approached with a shy face, and a strong smell rushed into her nose. The aunt's face changed slightly, and she retreated without leaving a trace.

Unexpectedly, Ning Ning fell to the ground and fell into her arms. Her plump chest was hit. The pain made the aunt's eyes flash with stars. She resisted the urge to push Ning Ning away and helped Ning Ning up. "Girl, are you okay?"

A shit-yellow stick poked into her nose, and the stench instantly took over her lungs, "yue..."

The aunt vomited until the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Ning Ning put on an innocent face and looked at the stick on the ground with some reluctance, "Auntie, don't be afraid, it's shit..."

The aunt vomited even more vigorously.

"The shit-yellow mud is not like that in the toilet." After taking a deep breath, Ning Ning covered her lips and snickered, moving her numb legs.

Humph, it's a good thing she's smart, otherwise, if she was caught by the tail, she would be sacrificed to heaven.

"Girl, do you want to visit the village?" The village chief showed a kind and friendly attitude as an elder, and Ning Ning could not refuse what he said. She thought about it and nodded hesitantly, "Yes... yes."

"Let's go then!"

Seeing Liniang take off her apron, the village chief frowned in displeasure and scolded in a low voice: "Liniang, the plaque is being repaired at the head of the village. You go over there to help. Someone will make lunch." Liniang bit her lip, feeling a bit difficult. Nodding, "Yes, village chief."

Seeing Liniang's motionless figure, Ning Ning stepped forward, her brows filled with joy, patted Liniang's back, and said comfortingly: "Sister, it's okay, the village chief and aunt are here, I'll come back after a stroll. "

"Okay." Liniang shook her hand and whispered, "Be careful."

With that said, Liniang walked towards the end of the village.

"Village chief, where is this?"

After walking around the whole village, Ning Ning stood in front of the ancient temple. She touched the wall with novelty. Unignorable resentment stung her fingertips. She quietly retracted her hand, holding the ink white in her sleeves, and licked her fingers worriedly. .

"Tweet, tweet. [Xiao Ningning, this village is so weird. I searched all night and couldn't find any trace. I don't know what happened to the mother and son.]"

"Where did Mouse Fairy come from?" The aunt was so suspicious that she rummaged through the incense table, got down on all fours and sniffed the smell in the air, like a wild beast.

Ning Ning knelt down, raised the shit-yellow stick, and threw it towards the aunt, not forgetting to "peck" twice.

I saw the aunt holding the stick in her mouth with a vigorous posture, running towards Ning Ning on all fours, spitting the stick in front of Ning Ning, and squatting there.

If there was a tail behind him, he would be able to ascend to the sky on the same spot.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

The aunt froze, turned her head one after another, saw the village chief with a fierce look in his eyes, stood up suddenly, saw Ning Ning hunched over again, laughed awkwardly, "No...it's okay! Girl, come forward and take a look. Look at the Buddha's Hand Guanyin. You may have good luck."

Ning Ning said "Oh" and walked to the futon, smelling more and more blood. She walked slowly towards the incense table. The jade flashed slightly and a blurry shadow was taken in.

"Auntie, why is it called Buddha's Hand Guanyin? Can Buddha's Hand and Guanyin be confused with each other? It's a bit weird."

Ning Ning gestured at Auntie's height, poked her face, and asked as if she didn't understand anything: "Auntie, you grew so much just now! Why have you shrunk now?"

The aunt burst into tears and said to herself, please don't talk about this again, okay?Didn’t you see the sparks in the village chief’s eyes?
"Village Chief, there's nothing to do. I'm looking for my sister."

The village chief looked at the unresponsive futon, frowned and asked, "Does the girl know the direction?"

"Yeah. I know."

Ningning was so happy that she ran out of the temple. After a while, the temple was so quiet that she could hear an embroidery needle being dropped.

"Idiot, you were almost exposed."

The village chief showed his fierceness and kicked the aunt away. The aunt who knocked down the incense table had a gash on her face. It was not bright red flesh and blood, but brown hair.

After tearing the human skin on his body, the monster with a wolf head and body rushed to the village chief and pointed outside the temple, "She is a thief, otherwise, I wouldn't..."

"Trash." The village chief was so fierce that he crushed the incense table and said sternly: "The sun has set and we can't delay it any longer."

"But wouldn't it be self-defeating if the futon didn't respond?"

The village chief sneered: "If you make a mistake once, you will get a second chance. What are you afraid of?"

"Yes, there is also the infant spirit."

Outside the temple, a beautiful figure quietly left the center of the hurricane.

It seems that the show is about to begin!
(End of this chapter)