If Jiahe remembered correctly, Qiao Tingnian sent four groups of immortals to the lower realm. She had seen all the groups except herself and Huaide, except for the group of Taishang Laojun Yuan Xi and Siming Yuanjun Tianfu.
She couldn't help, and she didn't know if she could meet them in the human world.
Thinking like this, the two of them have fallen into the realm of the human world. Unlike before, she was just an ordinary person, and Qiao Tingnian did not allow everyone to use magic, so they were restrained in doing things. This time they can be more casual, at least they don't have to be so poor.
To be virtuous, you have to make money by going to the next county to beg for food.
The two of them landed in a corner of the city. Before they could stand still, Miao Yi slapped her palm: "Damn it, it flew backwards. Forget it. Since we are here, let's stay here. This area is the responsibility of Tianfu and Yuanxi.
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These two people were the fourth group that Jiahe didn't help at the beginning.
Since the demon clan was about to rebel some time ago, the demon clan members should have been confident and believed that Song Huan could achieve success in one fell swoop, so they began to act arrogantly and wantonly, and the demon door opened wide, causing the demon miasma to wreak havoc in the most vulnerable human world.
The black gas covered the originally fresh air, and the mortal body of the human race was naturally unable to discern its secrets. Everyone only knew that a plague suddenly began to breed in the city, spreading from person to person.
When someone contracted the plague, the skin would be red, swollen and ulcerated, or the intestines and stomach would be rotten. Although the imperial court had sent extra personnel to treat them, the situation had not been effectively prevented. At present, the doors of every house in the city were closed, and people walking three to five steps on the street
There is a tent set up on the ground, there is a tent for giving porridge to the refugees, and there is also a tent for doctors to practice medicine.
The once bustling streets were dilapidated and filled with a dead atmosphere. The emperor who was far away in the capital could not sit still and began to pray for God's mercy, so Lord Guangyuan sent everyone down.
Jiahe and Miaoyi found Yuan Xi by the water well in the city, pouring the antidote into it.
This was the first time that Jiahe saw Yuan Xi. He looked like a young man. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was gentle and delicate, like the most favored young master of a wealthy family.
I heard that he had already begun cultivating immortality in a well-known sect before he attained enlightenment. In addition, he had a high level of understanding, so he attained enlightenment at the age of fifteen. After attaining enlightenment, he simply maintained the appearance when he first ascended to heaven.
Jiahe thought about what he had heard about his reputation in that world before, but he felt that those were just rumors. This kid was so lovable and looked so motivated, how could he be a regular guest on the Pillar of Shame?
Seeing her staring at Yuan Xi thoughtfully, Miaoyi lowered her voice and reminded her: "Don't be deceived by his appearance. This guy is hundreds of years old. The reason why he looks so young is because he represented them at the beginning.
A disciple of the same generation in the sect attended the banquet given by Lord Guangyuan with his master. He accidentally ate the immortality elixir that the previous Lord had concocted for Lord Guangyuan, which is why he always looked like this. At that time, he was severely punished by his sect for swallowing the elixir by mistake.
Therefore, even if he finally attains enlightenment and remains in heaven, he will still take over the alchemy refining from the previous Laojun. However, his alchemy skills are really not good, and he has achieved little results over the years. He has blown up several alchemy furnaces, and his cultivation level has not improved.
He lost a lot of money, and since then he has been depressed and secretly vowed not to refine elixirs again. Later, because he really had no cultivation, he secretly sold fake medicines that were said to "make you immortal if you eat them" to earn his cultivation.
The master thinks he is embarrassed and no longer recognizes him."
After she finished speaking, the already quiet town became even quieter.
Jiahe didn't know what to say for a moment.
She understands the truth, but shouldn't she be quieter about gossiping behind her back? Miaoyi has no choice but to use the power of sound transmission to tell the whole world.
She couldn't help but watch the New Year's Eve.
The poor child was still lying next to the well, but his back was obviously much stiffer. The hand that was holding the edge of the well suddenly tightened, and his joints turned white. Jiahe was afraid that he would lose his mind and jump down impulsively.
She cleared her throat somewhat deliberately. Yuan Xi was also a good person, and he cooperated with her performance. He suddenly turned around, as if he had just discovered the two of them, and exclaimed: "When did Your Highness and the goddess come?
"Miaoyi listened to Yu Jiahe proudly, clasped her voice with one hand and said, "Look, he didn't hear it."
Yuan Xi:……
Jiahe also helped his forehead.
Forget it, Miaoyi must be very arrogant.
"What's going on now?" Miaoyi didn't think anything was wrong. She rolled up her sleeves and looked like she was going to join the grassroots immediately.
Yuan Xi wiped the sweat hanging from her forehead and said: "Young Master Songhuan from the Demon Clan came just now. He said that the damage caused by the miasma is irreversible, but he has taken away the miasma, and the rest is to treat those who were infected with the plague before.
That's it. Lord Yuan of Tianfu went to put medicine at the water source outside the city, and she ordered me to take charge of the places with water sources in the city."
When he mentioned Tian Fu, his brows wrinkled unconsciously. The two of them had one master of life and one master of death in heaven before, so Tian Fu's temperament was too cold, violent and irritable, to the point of being a bit inhumane.
He has been sulking a lot since coming here.
He was dissatisfied with her, but he didn't dare to say it out loud because her force level was higher than his. He had seen her beating up the son of the county magistrate. The other party also had some fists and kicks, but they were beaten to death, not to mention her hands.
She has no strength to restrain herself? It would be as easy for her to crush him to death as crushing an ant to death.
Miasma is a very disgusting thing and cannot be controlled by a non-demon monarch. Since Songhuan really took action, it means that he really did not want to send troops to cause war.
Miaoyi rubbed her chin and narrowed her eyes slightly, "This Songhuan is actually a gentleman, much better than his father, the old man."
Yuan Xi pretended not to hear and asked again: "Your Highness, Goddess, are you two here to help too?"
Miaoyi responded: "This is natural, just tell us whatever you want."
How dare you do this? He is just not good at cultivation, not mentally ill. The two of them are a His Highness from the Immortal Clan and the daughter of a powerful official from the God Clan. He cannot die like this even if he wants to.
"There is nothing that needs your help at the moment. You have just come to the world, and there must be many places you are not used to. Why don't you go and rest with the New Year's Eve?"
Miaoyi waved her hand impatiently: "Why don't you take a break? You should finish your work and go back early. You can tell me what you want your highness to do. Don't act like a girl."
Obviously, Yuan Xi understands Miao Yi's temper. Seeing her acting like this, she doesn't dare to let them rest anymore. After thinking about it, she points to the tent where the soup is being given out: "The soup giving place is still short of manpower."
At this time, the refugees queuing up to receive porridge had already lined up outside the door, and the line was so long that there was no end in sight. Miaoyi didn’t waste any more time, and immediately dragged Jiahe along: “A small broken tent can only fit a few people, so why don’t we set up one too?
Tent, call some people over."
Yuan Xi asked: "Do you two need help?" Miaoyi glanced at him: "Just put your medicine in and don't make trouble."
Both of them have the character to do whatever they say. They found a place to carry people. Miaoyi transformed into a tent and came out. The two of them carried it one after the other. As soon as they appeared on the street, they attracted everyone's attention as expected.
The porridge cannot be changed, so it can only be boiled back. As for Miaoyi, she can fight and kill, but she will never do this kind of cooking, so the burden falls on Jiahe's shoulders.
Thanks to the fact that she cooked for Huaide before, making porridge was easy for Jiahe. She squatted in front of the stove and could light a fire without even using tools.
Miaoyi was bored by being there, rolled up her sleeves and said, "You boil the water first, and I'll carry the rice."
After speaking, she turned around and saw Songhuan coming in carrying two bags of rice. Miaoyi's eyes suddenly became subtle, and she winked at Jiahe desperately.
"Did you see that you have to be young and know how to care for people? Look at Huaide, he doesn't know what he is doing now. But in his position, he really can't help himself with some things, but! He is busy.
The fact is, even if you two form a spiritual contract in the future, you will be alone in the empty room most of the time."
Before Jiahe could speak, Songhuan interrupted her chattering, "Everyone is so busy that they have nothing to do. Do you need my help?"
Although they are from different clans, but one is Di Ji and the other is a young master, Song Huan is still more powerful than Miao Yi. But Miao Yi is not a master who can be suppressed and output casually.
She pointed to the door: "Let's go and have a fight outside."
Songhuan didn't bother to talk nonsense to her. He waved his sleeves and Miaoyi felt a wave of air coming towards her, directly surrounding her outside the city.
As soon as she left, the room became much quieter. After what happened last time, Jiahe felt a little uncomfortable in front of him, but when she saw the face that belonged to Yinchuan, she couldn't help but feel friendly in her heart, so she squatted in the pit.
In front of her, the expression on her face that she wanted to talk to him but was holding back was so severe that Songhuan had to look her over.
"As I said last time, I just expressed my feelings. I will never force you to marry me or not." He spoke with an open face, and when he looked at her, there was no other emotion in his eyes.
In this way, Jiahe felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, but since he mentioned it, he might as well just make it clear.
She said: "You said you saw me in your dream before?"
Songhuan nodded, but did not hide anything, and said directly: "In the dream, I did have some thoughts about you that I shouldn't have, but at the end of the dream, another woman died to save me. After waking up from the dream, I felt bad for you.
I don’t have any thoughts anymore, but you have taken care of me for so long, so I still feel some kindness when I think of you.”
Jiahe raised his eyebrows: "Then if you don't mind, we can treat each other as siblings."
"Sister and sister?" Songhuan pondered.
He has never had brothers or sisters around him, so he always thought that if he wanted to keep someone, especially a woman, the two of them had to become husband and wife. Now that he heard Jiahe talk about siblings, he felt that for the two of them, this relationship was
It really fits.
"Okay, then it's settled." He said as he washed the rice and put it into the pot. After thinking about it, he asked: "You still like Huaide, right? I saw the two of you acting intimately in my dream.
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Regardless of whether it was Songhuan or Yinchuan, although they no longer had feelings for Jiahe, they still regarded Huaide as their imaginary enemy, so they spoke of him unkindly.
This kid!
Jiahe's old face suddenly turned hot. She hesitated and said, "I'm not familiar with him, but since Lord Guangyuan granted me a marriage, I can't regret it at will."
Songhuan was thoughtful and finally nodded: "That's true."