Author: Xia Mobifei

Zhao Ling never imagined that he would see such a day again.

Sitting with two young girls and eating - roasted wolf meat.

The smell of barbecue is very fragrant. Although the wolf meat is a bit burnt, it is meat after all. For people like them who don't eat meat a few times a year, it is delicious.

As for Zhao Qing.

Normally, she would have disliked it, after all, wolf meat was very good, but she was too hungry.

"Miss Zhao?"

Zhao Ling shouted, "I didn't expect that we are still the same family."

All have the surname Zhao.

This is a kind of fate.

"Who says it isn't?"

Zhao Qing gnawed on the wolf meat and nodded.

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

"What are your plans next, girl?"

"I plan to find a place to recuperate first."

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

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

"Just 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, girl." Zhao Ling looked excited. The girl had nothing in her hands just now, but she was able to smash those beasts directly -

"Girl, you are the real He Bo, right?"

Zhao Qing: "——?"

So, why - she comes from a girl's family? Could it be He Bo?

At least it should be He Po——

"······"

Perhaps because Zhao Qing was so powerful, Zhao Ling felt much more relaxed.

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

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

Looking at the rolling river with an expressionless face.

So does his wife.

The eyes are red and swollen.

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

"Let's wait until A Ling comes back. Su Su - Huh? Su Su is back too?"

Zhao Shifa's eyes widened in disbelief.

What's going on?

Why did he see Susu?

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

But--

Zhao Shifa raised his head and glanced at the sky, there was still the sun.

Are ghosts so rampant now? Appearing directly during the day?

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

Zhao Li, the village chief's wife, subconsciously hugged Zhao Susu.

"Susu, are you back to find your mother?"

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

This is her daughter.

But can a ghost's body be so soft?

And there are shadows——

"Susu, are you not dead?"

Zhao Li's voice was like a signal. In an instant, everyone in the village came over and surrounded them.

"Village Chief Zhao, what do you mean?"

"If you can't bear to let go of your daughter, then just say it directly, why is it like this? Do you know that if you do this, we will all suffer retribution."

Zhao San is sixty this year and is Zhao Shifa’s third uncle.

He has high seniority in the village.

At this moment, he was staring at Zhao Shifa angrily.

"At first, I thought you were a good person, so I asked everyone to recommend you to be the village chief. Who knew you were so selfish and only cared about yourself? If I had known you would be like this, you might as well have Shimao be the village chief."

"Third Uncle, you didn't recommend my father to be the village chief. You recommended Shimao." Zhao Susu retorted rudely, "You also told others not to vote for my father but to vote for Uncle Shimao."

Zhao Shimao is Zhao San's son, his biological son.

"You're just a girl, who allowed you to speak, no matter how big or small." Although this was true, he didn't want to admit it.

"Aren't you still relying on this girl's movies to survive? Why are you not qualified to speak?"

Zhao Qing couldn't help but interrupt.

"Who are you? Where did you come from? This is our village's business. What does it have to do with you?"

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

Zhao Qing glanced at Zhao San, the old man looked a bit mean.

High cheekbones and slanted eyes.

When looking at people, they squint their eyes slightly, which is annoying no matter how you look at them.

"It's really none of my business, but this is an injustice on the road. I encountered a group of fools who were deceived into being like this and harmed so many people. I would be uneasy if I didn't care."

"What did you say?"

Zhao San frowned and his expression became even more ugly.

"You curse?"

"I'm not swearing, I'm telling the truth. How can anyone believe in He Bo these days?" Zhao Qing shook his head, "Last month, I told my maid Chu Chu that only people who lack a brain stem would believe this."

Mentioning Chu Chu, Zhao Qing's expression froze slightly.

That fake Chu Chu said that Chu Chu had been killed——

I don’t know if it’s true or false?

If it is false, then where is Chu Chu now?

Is it safe?

If it's true——

She will definitely take revenge for her——

Zhao San: "——"

Is this girl connoting them?

"Are you trying to understand us?"

"This is not connotation. I have made it so clear. How can it be connotation? I am Minghan."

"Girl, don't talk nonsense, if you offend the gods -"

"Well, let me put it this way, I am not sure whether there are gods in this world, but I can say with certainty that there is no Hebo in this river-"

"If it is a true god, then the god's purpose is to bless mankind and protect your land from good weather, so how can it force you to use human beings as sacrifices? If it is fake - you send these girls out to die one after another, how can you

Do you feel at ease? What if one day all the girls in your village are gone? What should you do? Use men to dress up as women, or go outside and abduct girls from other places to come in?"

"If this Hebo really needs human sacrifices to protect you, then he is not a god, but a monster."
To be continued...