Meng Xingyan didn't know why her senior sister's expression became very strange in an instant, but he obviously felt it, so he didn't want to make her unhappy. Although her senior sister was strict in her control and always pulled her ears and spanked her, Meng Xingyan knew that it was good to him. If she didn't care about him, who would care about his life or death?

But seeing that his senior sister looked wrong, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't even dare to ask what happened, which made the elder sister, who had always been heroic, show such an expression. So he simply lowered his head and pretended to be dead and continued to squat on horse stance. He watched his senior sister fly on the roof and sit next to his master, and was envious: When will he be like his senior sister? How long will he have to squat on horse stance? Every day, he has to take some strange pills, how long will he take some uncomfortable black baths? How long will the master have to toss him...

"Master, why are mortals so persistent?" Meng Xingliang didn't understand. She had seen what the fairy world looked like. She would rather live happily for decades and be reincarnated than have a long life but live such a humiliating life.

She doesn’t want to be bullied, nor does she want to bully others. Isn’t that good? Why doesn’t everyone know how to be satisfied?

Qinghuan glanced at her, with a soft smile on her lips: "Silly child, what do you know? You don't look back without hitting the wall, and you don't cry until you see the coffin. This is true for all mortals. Do you think you can realize so quickly without my enlightenment?"

Meng Xingliang carefully leaned his head on Qinghuan's shoulder, and was still depressed: "The disciples can't understand. They are already crazy to cultivate immortals. Even if their Taoism is as shallow as me, they can see the evil spirit that soars to the sky when they are still far from Weizhou. Can't these righteous people see it? If they can see, why do they still insist on going to the survivors' village? No one can prove that the treasure is really effective. What if it is harmful to people and there is something strange inside? The bloody murder of Weizhou has not been found out, and the magistrate has attracted such a group of cultivators with great lethality. If the emperor of the dynasty knows, he will definitely feel a grudge."

Qinghuan has always known that her great disciple is delicate, but this is too delicate. She comforted her: "Don't care about these things. Life and death are destined. No matter what happens, God has already decided. Do you know, mortals, the stupidest thing is that they never see their own destiny and do not believe in destiny, so they always fall apart."

Meng Xingliang snuggled beside Qinghuan and asked, "Then won't we take action? If there is something harmful to the survivor's village, will the master not solve it?"

"You forgot again, I want you to become strong, and I can't be by your side to protect you all my life, do you understand?" Qinghuan looked at Meng Xingliang seriously, and the little girl's face turned slightly pale. The reason why she recovered so quickly was all because of Qinghuan's existence. As long as Qinghuan was there, Meng Xingliang was like a pill of a calming injection. Qinghuan discovered that this problem had been old for a long time, but she hadn't said it.

"Is the master leaving?"

This time, before Meng Xingliang had time to ask, Meng Xingyan became anxious, stopped stance, jumped to the front, raised his little head and was anxious: "Where is Master going? Master doesn't want me and my senior sister?"

Qinghuan sighed. Whether it was the system she grabbed or the divine beasts she picked up, they all depended on her very much. She could not live without her. Unexpectedly, she still did this after taking in two apprentices. Mo Ze and Ji Guang Xiaohei wanted to follow her forever. It was nothing to rely on her to respect her and love to act coquettishly, but Meng Xingliang and Meng Xingyan were different. One day she would leave them and would never stay with them for the rest of her life. So, will they always be so stupid and sweet? She wanted to accept apprentices to inherit Taoism, not to keep pets!

Qinghuan just sighed softly: "Don't worry, I won't know for the time being."

Although there was a guarantee, Meng Xingliang Meng Xingyan did not feel much relaxed. Both of them were extremely smart. Qinghuan said "for the time being", which means that she would leave in the future. Meng Xingliang could not accept it. It was the master who rescued himself from the fairy world, it was the master who taught himself the skills, and it was the master who allowed him to rebirth. Meng Xingyan could not accept it. He was still young and needed his elders to be by his side. If the master dared to leave him behind, he would definitely cry until tears drown the moat!

Just as the two of them were about to turn into tears, Qinghuan jumped off the roof immediately: "I'm tired and I'll go to rest. Xingliang, teach me your junior brother and teach him some basic moves. After dinner later, I'll check my homework and your own. Did you remember the Tiangang Step I taught you before? If you don't remember, be careful of your two ass."

After saying that, he left seriously.

Meng Xingliang and Meng Xingyan looked at each other, okay, I have no time to be sad now, so I should hurry up and practice my skills, everything else is empty!

It is a fact that the Taoist practitioners have occupied Weizhou, and it is also a fact that the magistrate's hair is so sad that he has white hair. The problem is that now, he has just received instructions from the court that he should guard the survivor's village before the emperor sent someone to come and not allow anyone to go in! But... my emperor, have you forgotten that the magistrate is just a magistrate, a mortal, and now the magistrate is full of the magistrates and the magistrates are all the magistrates and immortals! What can he do? He also stopped the magistrates and the magistrates and the magistrates and the ants to go to the magistrate's village... What a joke, how many lives does he have? His whole family has dozens of people, and even cockroaches, rats and ants, no one wants to die!

Fortunately, only he and his subordinates knew the route of the survivors' village. The most urgent task was to solve the family massacre that occurred every other day. The magistrate decided to take a dangerous move and told these immortals that whoever can solve the family massacre and arrest the murderer will be able to go to the survivors' village. He will tell them the route of the survivors' village!

This trick is indeed useful, which is to drink poison to quench thirst. When the time comes, he will be the one who finishes the game. If it weren't for the fact that these practitioners of Taoism were not willing to join the court, of course they wouldn't want to anger the court. So they still did their best on the surface. No matter what, they would be able to act properly. It would be meaningless to really pursue what is right or wrong. You must know that these immortals can sprinkle beans and become soldiers! If they really want to fight, the magistrate feels that he is the first to be cannon fodder.

He is so anxious that he has sores in his mouth and tongue, and he can't sleep all night. You said that there are so many people in Weizhou, no matter how many practitioners there are, they cannot see one family. So even with the help of the immortals, this family tragedy still happens one after another, and each one is still so strange that even the coroner cannot test anything. The magistrate is so worried that he is a teenager and has no desire every day. I hope the court will send someone here quickly. It is best to have an imperial envoy. In that case, he will not have to bear the responsibility!

Just like the magistrate was worried, every night, a family died collectively, and all of them were such a terrible way of death. It made the magistrate fall asleep and was scared from his dream. Now he begged these immortals to put some effort into it. You said that they would not let them work in vain. If you have money, they would still have a lot of money! Even if you are a god, you have to eat, right? No money is needed for food, clothing, housing and transportation? They have not ascended yet. Not to mention anything else, they are the disciples in the sect. This money is indispensable?

With such a large sum of money, please help me!

However, so many immortals were useless because the massacre of the family was never stopped. The magistrate was frightened every day, and he didn't know when it was his turn. Just when he was worried, the yamen runner suddenly came in and reported that a new immortal came to the door, threatening to solve the massacre of the family, but could not solve the massacre of the family, and he even paid the 100,000 taels of silver!

When the magistrate heard this, he was overjoyed and wanted to jump to the roof and sing loudly! He quickly ordered people to invite the immortals in, and then the dressed man went to the front hall, even the draft of his abdomen was ready to greet him. When he saw the visitor, the magistrate's mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and he wanted to die. He was wiping his eyes and inserted it into the body of the yamen runner who reported: Is this what you call the immortal?!

He also met many practitioners, but it was not that there were no female practitioners, but no female practitioners had children with them! What was this? He came to bring his family to make fun of him?! The magistrate was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. He didn't even have the chance to speak to others, so he turned around and left.

Qinghuan looked at the adult's arrogant look and found it funny and asked, "Does the adults care about this massacre?"

"Who said I don't care?" The magistrate jumped up like a cat with his tail stepped on. "I have a lot of things to be busy every day, so I can't play such boring games with you! If you take your child, hurry up and go!"

Qinghuan was once again looked down upon because of her appearance. She smiled slightly and found a chair to sit down. Meng Xingliang and Meng Xingyan followed suit. The master and apprentice seemed to treat the government office as their own home, without any politeness. The posture, shape and expression were so natural. The magistrate was stunned for a moment. What is this for? Is this his distant relative? Otherwise, why is this like this?

Qinghuan's eyes were a little nostalgic. She rarely recalled the past, just as she said, the past has passed, and the future has not yet arrived, and she only lives in the present. However, sometimes she still remembered a long time ago, in a certain world, there was a cute old man named Lang who taught her a lot of knowledge and took her to the county government to catch ghosts.

Well, now she is taking her apprentice with her apprentice, and using the skills taught by Old Man Lang, it can be considered a turn for the feng shui.
Chapter completed!