owlsbooks Chapter 176 Fairy
Chapter 176 Fairy
The people of the Formation Sect are sinners on the mainland, so they are imprisoned in this mountain forest.
So you can't go out casually.
Leng Xing knew about this from the very beginning.
That's why I kept groping and wanting to get out.
Before, because he was in Hong'er's village, he was able to walk around at will, and the guilt on his body was not so obvious.
But now that he wants to go out, it's not that simple.
He kept probing around the edge, and finally, in a place where the restraint was weak, he finally walked out of the forest safely with his fan.
As soon as he went out, Leng Xing took his fan and went to a market.
Here, a small number of humans survived.
They are working for the Heavenly Demon Clan. Although it is called a part-time job, it is actually the kind that eats nine meals out of ten.
Barely survived.
It is also the most tiring kind of work.
mining.
Dig Lingshi Mine.
"Young man, don't run around. If you turn around and get caught by the demons or human traitors, you will be like us."
After finishing speaking, he hid Leng Xing in a car and transported him out of the city.
Later, he also encountered similar things. Fortunately, those humans still had a conscience and let him out.
However, there are times when life and death are on the line.
This time, Leng Xing came to a swamp and encountered a sleeping monster inside.
Monster beasts obviously also have cultivation, and they always shoot and kill intruders.
In addition, many human beings have rebelled, and they have taken refuge in the demon clan, wanting to survive.
Therefore, the monster hates humans very much, and many of its subjects were captured by humans and honored to the demon clan.
The moment he saw Leng Xing, he rushed out from the swamp and pressed it under his body.
Fortunately, the fan moved, it has spirituality, and the monster can practice because of its spirituality.
After they communicated, Leng Xing did not die in the hands of this monster.
Later, Leng Xing made many friends and lived together in their village.
One day, a group of women were washing clothes by the stream, and when they saw Angel coming, they moved away.
Some even picked up their clothes and left.
With the rest left, he quickly washed the clothes on his hands and left quickly.
It was as if there was something that frightened them here.
Angel kept silent, but her heart hurt like a needle.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, why are you all avoiding me?" She finally couldn't help asking this day.
Zhang's sister-in-law is her and Leng Xing's current neighbor, and Lao Zhang is also a good friend Leng Xing met outside.
On weekdays, in front of Lao Zhang and Leng Xing, she treated Angel fairly well.
However, she really couldn't accept this scene.
"Girl, don't blame us, you are different from us, you see we will bleed and get hurt."
"When washing clothes in winter, your hands will be red from the cold, but you are not, you are different from us."
"Although I still talk to you, sister-in-law, I know you are fine, but people outside think you..."
"Hey, they think you're a goblin."
After hearing this sentence, Angel didn't know how she finished washing those clothes.
I don't even know how I got back home.
Her eyes were filled with red, and her face was full of disappointment.
When she got home, instead of drying the clothes, she lay on the bed and wrapped herself in the quilt.
It seems to be avoiding something.
Leng Xing pondered for a while, since formations can be engraved on items, they can also be engraved on weapons.
Can it be carved on the stone, and then use the stone to resist attacks or something.
Thinking of this, he planned to go back to the house. Before that, he got a lot of pebbles by the stream.
Want to try it.
If it can be successful, then if he and Angel go out again, it will be a guarantee.
As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he heard a sob.
He hurried back to the house, only to see Angel lying on the bed, crying bitterly.
Putting down the things in his hands and the thoughts in his mind, Leng Xing rushed to the bed in an instant.
"Qi'er, what's the matter, why are you crying so sadly, is someone bullying you..." Leng Xing asked gently.
At this moment, An Qier poked her head out from under the quilt, and looked at Leng Xing with an aggrieved expression: "Wow, young master, he, they say I'm a goblin, wow..."
After listening, Leng Xing fell silent instantly.
Needless to say, he knew what was going on.
In these years, people often say that Angel is a goblin or a monster.
People in the same industry, although they are often replaced, will also suffer from similar injuries.
However, Angel would not get hurt every time, those people would feel that there was something wrong with her, and she would always suffer from blank stares.
At this moment, Angel looked about 15 years old and looked like a young girl.
Normally, she has thin skin and tender flesh, so she should be more likely to be injured.
However, it did not.
After arriving in the village, Leng Xing wanted to get out all his thoughts along the way, so he ignored Angel.
In the beginning, those women took good care of her, but some naughty children would always throw things around.
Other women would have some scratches or something, but during this time, children often threw stones at Angel.
She didn't have any injuries at all, so she would naturally be regarded as a goblin or a monster.
"Qi'er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Leng Xing's body trembled slightly, and he blamed himself now: "If I hadn't listened to those people, I wouldn't have made you, and if you didn't come out, I wouldn't have suffered These unfair treatments."
An Qier didn't care about her own discomfort, and hugged Leng Xing, shaking her head constantly.
"It's not your fault, son, it's Qi'er's fault. Qi'er will never go out again."
The two were silent for an instant.
When someone asked who Angel was, Leng Xing always said that she was his maid.
Because he is not too young now, saying that Angel is his younger sister is somewhat taking advantage of him.
But if the truth is told, I am afraid that these people will not be able to bear it.
After all, who would believe that she is a tool spirit?
There are many talking spirits, but there are very few truly autonomous spirits.
Besides, she still has her own feelings.
Whenever he heard someone discuss whether Angel was a goblin or a monster, he would take Angel away.
Naturally, I couldn't feel much better.
Leng Xing fell into self-blame, thinking that if he hadn't created her.
Then all problems will be gone.
You won't be stared at by people, and you won't be locked in the house.
Leng Xing stroked Angel's beautiful hair, with a sad look in his eyes.
At this moment, he didn't know what to do...