Chapter 8: Traveling through time and space as the silly daughter of a landlord, and killing them all (Part 8)

"Your own granddaughter accidentally let something slip, and you heard it from others."

The landlady spat in Liu Jiao's direction. These were all said by the eldest daughter of the Song family, who was finally not stupid anymore, when she was strolling around the fields.

After she accidentally said it, she repeatedly told herself not to tell anyone else that it was she who said it, otherwise her grandmother would beat her to death.

Other people who were burning incense in the temple found that the landlord's wife seemed to know a lot of things, so they gathered around her and asked her quietly.

"Buddha, I finally understand why you are not bored. You can hear so many secrets here every day."

Fox Xiaomeng, who was in disguise, witnessed this scene among the crowd. Seeing the pilgrims gathered in a group and whispering to each other, he curled his lips.

Even after thousands and thousands of years, human curiosity will never fade.

While no one was paying attention to her, she quietly ran to the side room to see Liu Jiao and the other two.

"It hurts so much, my face must be disfigured, how can I face people in the future?

The master already dislikes me for not knowing how to dress, and this time he will definitely dislike me even more."

Song Jingjing's mother took the mirror handed to her by the maid, looked at it, and sat beside the wooden bed crying and wailing.

Both sides of my face were burned and I was afraid that it would leave scars.

[You're overthinking it. Your master won't even have the chance to dislike you. He'll be dealt with by my master soon.]

Ling Guoguo stabbed Song Jingjing's mother again.

"Ling Guoguo, I can actually see your shape. You look like a small red fruit."

Fox Xiaomeng looked at Ling Guoguo in surprise. She could only hear its words before, but this time she could actually see its shape.

[Master, I was originally a spiritual fruit, because I accompanied you to various worlds to complete tasks.

As you accumulate merit, my physical form is slowly recovering.

I have been cultivating my soul in this space for a while now. Perhaps in the near future I can transform into a physical form and emerge from your mind.

Ling Guoguo explained to his master that this was the reason why he often missed his master's actions recently. At that time, he was in seclusion practicing.

"So that's how it is. I hope you can come out soon."

After saying that, Hu Xiaomeng continued walking towards Song Jingjing's room. When she saw her hair, she tried hard not to laugh.

Women in this era believe that their hair and skin are given by their parents, so they will not cut their hair easily.

The two tufts of Song Jingjing's hair that were hanging down were completely burned, and the hair elsewhere that was burned became curly, similar to the perm that Hu Xiaomeng had seen in a certain world.

But that kind of perm requires a certain style, and hers is just like a bunch of weeds put together.

"How can I face people again, wuwuwu..."

Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Jingjing lay on the head of the bed and cried in grievance.

"It's all Song Anan's fault, that jinx. It's all her fault.

If it weren't for her, my grandmother and I wouldn't have to come to the temple to burn incense, and we wouldn't have messed up our hair like this."

Song Jingjing cried and scolded her cousin, saying that everything had gone wrong since the night before.

[Master, she scolded you, and you didn't fight back?]

Seeing that her master turned around and walked away after hearing what Song Jingjing said, Ling Guoguo didn't understand why she suddenly became so easy to talk to.

"There's a good show waiting for her tonight. We can't let her become disabled so quickly. It would be terrible if she were to be disliked by the Liu family mother and son."

Hu Xiaomeng also prepared a program for the three of them in the evening.

He turned to Liu Jiao's room and took a look at her. Seeing that her foot injury had not healed yet and her body had burns, he left the temple for the time being.

Her days from now on will be a state of old wounds not healed but new ones coming.

She continued to suffer more injuries until she could no longer bear the pain.

Liu Jiao and the other two were slightly injured from burning incense during the day, so they went to bed early after having their vegetarian meal in the evening.

Around midnight, a fire broke out in the room where Liu Jiao and two other people lived.

"The fire is coming! The fire is coming..."

Late at night, a panicked cry was heard, and everyone hurriedly picked up buckets and basins of water and ran to the fire.

But strangely enough, the fire only burned their three rooms, and the fire did not spread to other places due to the wind direction.

Other pilgrims staying in the temple heard the noise outside and rushed out to help put out the fire. They saw that the fire was in the place where the three women who had burned incense during the day were staying.

Thinking about what the landlord’s wife said during the day, I always felt that these three women were a little weird.

"Ah... help me... I'm about to be burned to death... help me..."

Liu Jiao and several others screamed in pain in the fire, and the first one to run out was Song Jingjing.

She hadn't slept well because her hair was burned during the day, and she ran out immediately after learning about the fire.

Liu Jiao, Song Jingjing's mother, and two maids who were rescued later were not so lucky.

All four of them were injured to varying degrees, and the most seriously injured was Liu Jiao.

Because she had difficulty walking and the maid couldn't drag her, she had to run out first to ask for help.

By the time the monk went in to rescue her, one of her legs had already been burned. She tried desperately to slap the flames on her body but failed to put them out.

When Liu Jiao was carried out, everyone heard her horrifying screams echoing over the temple, and they felt their scalps tingling and their hair stand on end.

Those who are a little timid don’t even dare to look at her leg that was burned with pus and blood. It is really too horrifying.

There were screams from this side, and Song Jingjing's mother also let out shrill cries of pain. She was almost swallowed by the fire just now.

Many parts of her body were burned by the fire, and she felt pain all over, so painful that she could hardly breathe.

She wished she could pass out, but she was still conscious and felt waves of intense pain coming towards her.

The senior monks in the temple had already sent someone to invite a doctor. Before the doctor arrived, they could only ask the monks who knew pharmacology to help treat the patient.

Later, the doctor worked all night and finally bandaged the injured people.

The person didn't die, but he was seriously injured and it will take a long time to recover.

After the Song family got the news, they all rushed to the temple the next day.

Since Liu Jiao and the others were too seriously injured to be moved, they had to stay in the temple for a while.

"Mother, it's all my fault for not thinking carefully.

If I had arranged for you to stay in the inn earlier, perhaps so many things wouldn’t have happened.”

Song Jingjing's father felt extremely regretful when he saw his mother being wrapped up like a wooden figure.

I originally thought that the temple was safer and far away from my eldest brother's house.

It was just a good opportunity for them to avoid suspicion, but they didn't expect that this decision would harm them.

At this time, he was somewhat relieved that he had already arranged a marriage for his daughter.

Otherwise, with her hair done like this, which affects her appearance so much, the man she finds might be worse than Liu Zhen.