Chapter 2111: Buried _1 Chapter 2111: Buried _1 we, we are just ordinary people. How can we save him? â The man who had previously accused song Qing of being small was intimidated by song Changqingâs aura and could not help but take a step back.
âYou have the ability and you are cultivators. Shouldnât you help the world and save people?â
âBullshit!â
Hearing this, song Changqing shouted angrily, â
âWhatâs your relationship with us? we only paid a few taels of silver. Why should we save you?â
He clenched his fists so tightly that they creaked, and his seemingly simple and honest face was flushed red with anger.
besides, my junior sister has saved you many times since she got on the boat. Have you ever been grateful? â
The man saw his ferocity and couldnât help but be afraid. He stepped back again.
âYour words are unreasonable âŠâ
âWhich part of him is unreasonable?â
The old Daoist priest, who had always been very tolerant of these people, finally got angry when he saw him criticizing his two disciples.
âWhatâs wrong with that?â
His face was dark, and like a bull protecting its calf, he and song Changqing stood on both sides of song qingxiao, shielding her behind them.
The old Daoist was not angry, but when his face darkened, he looked even more frightening than song Changqing.
The man was a little embarrassed, but he reluctantly said, â
âAt that time, you insisted on coaxing us into Shen villa and refused to turn back. You also said that you would protect us âŠâ
At this point, he turned around and looked at the people around him.
âSince youâve made a promise, shouldnât you be protecting us from behind? Why are you using this matter to speak now?â
The others were silent, but a few peopleâs eyes flickered, clearly agreeing with him.
âBah!â
Song Changqing spat heavily.âYouâre really shameless.â
He pointed at the man and said, â
âIn that situation, where else could you have gone if not on the ship? The ship is controlled by a ghost, can we go back?â
The more he spoke, the angrier he got, and his voice was even louder than before.
my master is a good man, thatâs why he promised to protect your lives. But the situation at Shen villa is worse than we expected, so can you blame us? â
Song Changqing looked at the man and took a step forward.
âMy master was even injured. What about you? If it wasnât for my master and little junior sister, would you still have the chance to be here making such a ruckus?â
The group of people were intimidated by his imposing manner and did not speak anymore.
When the man who had first spoken heard this, his face and ears turned red. He looked at the old Daoist who was covering his chest. His lips moved, but he couldnât speak.
âAlright, alright. Everyone, stop quarreling.â
At this moment, someone finally came forward to smooth things over.
weâre just afraid âŠ
âYou think you can talk nonsense just because youâre afraid? Who wouldnât be afraid after entering this place?â
Song Changqing said angrily, and the person who tried to smooth things over did not dare to say anything.
Song qingxiao stood behind them and listened to the old Daoist and song Changqing argue for her. She had an indescribable feeling in her heart.
She was already used to fighting alone, so she shouldnât have cared about other peopleâs misunderstandings and fears. She was even used to accepting them.
However, now that she was being protected by someone, this strange feeling filled up the missing part in her heart.
âLetâs go,â he said.
Song Changqing made this group of people speechless, then he turned around and said, â
âAs for you guys, if you want to follow, then follow. If you donât want to follow, then think of a way.â
After he finished speaking, he pulled song Qing and said, â
âLittle junior sister, ignore them.â
Song qingxiao was pulled two steps forward by him. Her eyes gradually became warmer and she nodded.
Before he could say anything, the heartbroken Auntie Wu suddenly stood up and said, â
âIâll go with you!â
Her eyes were red. Because of her daughterâs death, she felt guilty and blamed herself. In an instant, she seemed to have aged a lot.
my daughter died in the hands of these ghosts. Even if I have to give up my life, I have to find out where this female ghost came from âŠ
The others nodded in agreement, indicating that they would follow song qingxiao.
The man who spoke first lowered his head. Although he did not speak, he shrank into the crowd.
This place was littered with kun corpses. At this point, everyone naturally could not separate from the Daoist priests.
The old Daoist took in everyoneâs expressions, then looked at song Qing Xiao, and finally sighed silently.
After this brief interlude, song Qing reached out and pushed the black door open.
With a creaking sound, a burst of Yin Qi poured out from inside. She released her divine sense.
âThe corpse Qi here is not very dense.â
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief and filed in.
The last few people who came in worked together to push the door shut with a bang.
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