"He used the Thousand Miles of Divine Movement Curse. Now the people have almost arrived at the city gate. The most important thing for us right now is to find those children quickly."
After saying that, Qiao Shuinian turned to Zhao Fuxian and said to her.
"Disciple, hurry up and check inside to see if those children are pressed under the coffin board."
Although Qiao Shuinian, an old Taoist priest, was not very skilled, he was very knowledgeable.
After letting him say this, Zhao Fuxi quickly entered Yizhuang with his yamen servants.
I found that several children were actually hiding under the coffin board.
Bai Weimin was eager to show off in front of Zhao Fuzi and was about to call the children out.
Qiao Shuinian quickly reached out his hand, unable to cover his mouth.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Just as Bai Weimin was about to struggle, Qiao Shuinian was in his ear and shouted quickly.
"Stop talking!"
"Don't disturb these children!"
Soon, everyone discovered that these children did not look like they had been kidnapped. They were squatting under the coffin one by one, chatting happily in the air.
The strange sight in front of them made all the adults feel chills running down their spines.
"Let me tell you, the pancakes made by my mother are delicious. My mother likes to put chopped green onion and some minced meat on top of the pancakes. It tastes very fragrant."
"What do you like to eat?"
"Hahaha, you are such an interesting person. There is nothing in this world that blooms but does not grow leaves, and grows leaves but does not bloom."
A few children seemed to be chatting happily, seemingly unaware that a group of creepy adults with different looks were standing next to them.
Zhao Fuxi asked Qiao Shuinian: "Master, what should we do next?"
Qiao Shuinian sighed and said.
"These kids have been deceived by the little devils. They can't use force."
"We must convince these brats to let them go, and then let the brats leave happily."
"If we use strong methods, it will only cause unnecessary casualties. These little devils are also poor children who have starved to death over the years."
While speaking, Qiao Shuinian immediately turned around and dug out some soil in the yard.
Then, he took out a yellow talisman paper from his arms and shook his hand lightly.
The yellow talisman burned into ashes.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qiao Shuinian mixed the ashes from the burnt paper with the soil.
Then a three-year-old boy was called and asked to urinate on the clay balls.
Finally, it was kneaded into a "piss mud ball".
He handed the clay balls to Bai Weimin and said to Bai Weimin.
"Here, eat this."
Bai Weimin immediately resisted: "Taoist priest, can this thing be eaten?"
"You won't be poisoned to death, right?"
Qiao Shuinian looked at Bai Weimin and smiled obscenely.
He said: "As the parent official of Yanggu County, if your child is lost, you are bound to shoulder the responsibility."
"Now, as a parent, it's time for you to show off."
"You eat this thing, talk to these brats about a deal, and ask them to let him go."
Bai Weimin was hesitant, even though he had a thousand worries and ten thousand unwillingnesses in his heart.
However, with Her Royal Highness the Princess watching from the side, he could only bite the bullet and eat this disgusting Mud King.
While Bai Weimin swallowed the dirty mud ball, Qiao Shuinian's three fingers were intertwined and twisted, making a very strange handprint.
Then, he took out a small bottle from his arms, and a slightly viscous liquid came out of it.
He lightly wiped it on Bai Weimin's face, and then Bai Weimin made a sound.
He said something to Qiao Shuinian.
However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he started to babble in an obscure and difficult-to-understand language.
Except for Qiao Shuinian, no one seemed to understand what he was talking about.