Author: Xia Mobifei

Zhao Ling never thought that he would have such a day.

Sitting with two young girls to eat—grilled wolf meat.

The barbecue tastes very fragrant. Although the wolf meat is a bit tidy, it is meat after all. For those who have eaten meat less than a few times a year, it is delicious.

As for Zhao Qing.

If it were normal, she would definitely dislike it. After all, the wolf meat was very dirty, but she was too hungry.

"Miss Zhao?"

Zhao Ling shouted, "I didn't expect that we were still our own family."

All their surnames are Zhao.

This is a kind of fate.

"Who said no?"

Zhao Qing chewed the wolf meat and nodded.

If it weren't for these two people, although she wouldn't have died, she might still be soaking in the water.

"What are the plans for the girl next?"

"I plan to find a place to keep my body healthy first."

She now has no spiritual power and her ribs are broken. Even if there is a magic pill, she needs to take good care of her.

Bai Saixue and that fake father want to harm her, she must protect herself before regaining her strength—

"You go to my house."

Zhao Ling invited.

"Your home?"

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows, "You can't even protect yourself-"

"So I need your help from my girl." Zhao Ling looked excited. The girl had nothing on her hand just now, but she was able to smash the beasts directly over-

"Girl, you are the real Hebo, right?"

Zhao Qing: "——?"

So, why - her family is He Bo?

At least it should be Hepo-

“·······”

Perhaps because of such a powerful Zhao Qing, Zhao Ling felt much more relaxed.

After eating the wolf meat, he packed all the remaining wolf meat and started rowing back.

In Tianlu Village, Zhao Shifa was still standing by the river.

He looked at the rolling river water expressionlessly.

The same goes for his wife.

Eyes are red and swollen.

"Old man, what should we do in the future?"

"Let's talk about it when A Ling comes back, Su Su-Huh? Su Su is back too?"

Zhao Shifa's eyes widened in disbelief.

What's going on?

How did he see Susu?

Could it be that Su Su died with her eyes open and her soul came back?

But--

Zhao Shifa looked up at the sky and saw that there was still the sun.

Are ghosts so rampant now? They appeared in the sun?

"Dad, mom, I'm back." Zhao Susu shouted, and as soon as the boat landed, she threw herself into her mother's arms.

The village chief’s wife Zhao Li subconsciously hugged Zhao Susu.

"Su Su, are you coming back to find your mother?"

Even if it is a ghost, she is not afraid.

This is her daughter.

But can the ghost's body be so soft?

And shadows—

"Su Su, aren't you dead?"

Zhao Li's voice sounded like a signal. In an instant, the villagers leaned over and surrounded them in the middle.

"Captain Zhao, what do you mean?"

"If you can't bear to leave your daughter, then just say it directly, why do you have to do this? Do you know that if you do this, we will be retribution."

Zhao San is sixty years old this year and is Zhao Shifa's third uncle.

Very seniority in the village.

At this moment, he was staring at Zhao Shifa with anger on his face.

"I thought you were a good person at first, so I asked everyone to recommend you to be the village chief. Who knew you were so selfish and only caring about yourself. If I had known this would be like this, it would be better to let Shimao be the village chief."

"Uncle San, my father is not recommended by you as the village chief. You recommend it to Shimao." Zhao Susu retorted bluntly, "You asked others not to vote for my father, but to vote for Uncle Shimao."

Zhao Shimao is Zhao San's son and his own son.

"A girl movie, who allows you to speak, no big or small." Although this is true, he doesn't want to admit it.

"Don't you still have to live on her as a girl movie? Why are you not qualified to speak?"

Zhao Qing couldn't help but interrupt.

"What's the other thing you are? Where did it come out? This is the matter of our village, what does it have to do with you?"

"Old man, I'm not a thing, then you're a thing."

Zhao Qing looked at Zhao San. The old man looked a little mean.

The cheekbones are towering and the eyes are hung.

When looking at people, my eyes squint slightly, and it makes people hate it no matter how I look at it.

"It's really not my business, but this is a dissatisfaction. I met a group of fools who were fooled like this and also hurt so many people. If I don't care, I will be uneasy."

"What did you say?"

Zhao San's brows tightened and his face became more and more ugly.

"Are you scolding?"

"I'm not swearing, I'm telling the truth. Nowadays, people still believe in He Bo?" Zhao Qing shook his head, "Last month, I told my maid Chuchu that only those who lack brain stems will believe this."

When talking about Chuchu, Zhao Qing's expression became slightly stiffer.

That fake Chuchu said that Chuchu had been killed—

I don't know if it's true or false?

If it is fake, then where is Chuchu now?

Is it safe?

If it is true—

She must avenge her-

Zhao San: "——"

Is this girl connoting them?

"Are you connoting us?"

"This is not considered connotation. I have said so clearly. How could it be considered connotation? I am Minghan."

"Miss, don't talk nonsense, if you offend the god-"

"Okay, let me say that, I can't be sure whether there are gods in this world, but I can say with certainty that there are no rivers in this river—"

"If it is a real god, then the purpose of the gods is to bless mankind and protect your land in good weather. How could you force you to take humans as offerings? If it is fake - can you send these girls out to die? What if one day, all the girls in your village are gone? What should I do? Or do I use men to dress up as women, or go outside to cheat girls from other places to come in?"

"If this He Bo really needs to use human sacrifices to bless you, then it is not a god, but a demon."

Zhao Qing said firmly.
To be continued...