Chapter 390: Ferrying Away the Infant Soul



Chapter 390, Ferrying Away the Infant Soul

Qiao Zhishu told all this.

But the people all frowned and looked at each other, no one responded to him.

"Originally, I only worked a few days a month. If you do this, won't we have to work every day?"

"That's right, can you just give me money? This is the fundamental solution to the problem."

"Cutting the mountain to open a road will tire us civilians to death, Lord Qiao, you can ask the court to send 100,000 soldiers to open the road, this is not impossible."

Obviously.

Qiao Zhishu underestimated human nature.

There is a reason why Hezhou City is poor.

They would rather abandon their baby girls than work a few more days to feed their children.

He felt deeply powerless. Looking at the people with grim faces, Magistrate Qiao was extremely disappointed!

Why should we save such people?

"Aren't you evil? You want to be rich but don't want to work. So if you can't afford to raise a child, don't give birth. If you give birth, you will throw the child away. You will get your retribution one day!"

Xiao Fuxing was almost mad at these people. Obviously,

the method that Lady Qiao and her old lady discussed for so long was very feasible.

Moreover, the Zhong family was willing to use the resources in Jiangnan to help Hezhou get rid of poverty, but they couldn't even take this step.

Waiting for God to give money?

It's really disgusting!

She clenched the whip in her hand, and she would whip anyone who dared to rush up!

"Are you from Hezhou? How dare you say such big words? We won't abandon the children, and you will raise them?" The people were immediately enraged. They

shouted slogans and pushed forward.

The officers and soldiers blocked them with weapons, but they pushed them back.

Xiao Fuxing was so angry that her eyes turned red. She gritted her teeth secretly and felt sad for those baby girls.

Suddenly!

At the bottom of the abandoned tower behind m.ζíNgYúΤxT.иεT, a circle of black air suddenly burst out and blew away the dust.

It spread in all directions and disappeared under the feet of the people.

The people's faces suddenly turned into horror!

What is going on!

Could it be that the soul-locking formation ten years ago has been broken?

How is it possible?

The person they invited was the number one sorcerer in Hezhou, Taoist Huiyue!

Immediately afterwards, a golden light rushed up from the top of the tower, carrying countless Sanskrit characters and low chanting, paving towards the sky and paving a road.

At this time.

Tianji seemed to have seen through all this. The sky suddenly became dark and covered the sun, blocking the sun tightly, without a single ray of sunlight.

A few birds were circling in the air, making sounds.

In an instant, the originally scorching sun and daytime suddenly seemed to be shrouded in darkness, spreading endless despair and oppression among the crowd.

But the road paved with golden light seemed even more eye-catching. It was like a beam of light that split the silent night in the darkness.

The golden light shone on everyone's face.

"How is this possible?" Gu Ming's jaw dropped in shock!

This golden road is the highest level of salvation!

He has absorbed resentment in the Abandoned Infant Tower for more than ten years, and no one has ever been able to truly save these baby souls for reincarnation.

Even the former Master Yuantong's whole family bucket could not open such a bright road.

And now.

The baby souls with the heaviest resentment in this world.

And countless baby souls! They

were saved just like this!

Moreover, the person who saved them for reincarnation was Xia Wanwan!

That two-and-a-half-year-old milk ball!

Gu Ming was staring at all this in a daze. He seemed numb in the place, but his heart was already filled with shock and waves.

No wonder Brother Cat wanted to hang out with Xia Wanwan!

He wants one too!

He also wants to hang out with Xia Wanwan!

"Even the sky is helping her, how can she not be considered the girl of destiny!" Gu Ming murmured.

Yuan Bao's face was calm, and he curled his lips slightly, "Yes, ghosts cannot see the sun, so the sky blocks the sun, just so that the baby soul can pass smoothly to the underworld."

The sky is helping her.

Who can stop her?

At this moment.

The little milk ball sat in the position where Gu Ming once sat in the tower. She had a pious look on her face and recited obscure Sanskrit in her mouth.

The Begonia Spirit Pearl on her wrist kept glowing and faintly beating.

The source of the golden road was right in front of her.

In front of her, white baby souls walked onto this golden road continuously.

The light sent baby souls one after another out of the abandoned tower, leading to the sky, which was the road to the underworld.

They are gone, and will start over again!

The people outside the tower even forgot to resist. This scene passed through the souls of many babies, and some sentimental mothers shed tears.

This strong sense of fate made the people present feel numb.

Because, those who were liberated in the light were all the children they had abandoned.

Now, those souls who were abandoned and scared by them, one by one, all floated on the road that was taken away.

The people had complicated emotions in their hearts and were speechless.

But when they thought that those baby souls might have a good next life, but they would definitely not be their children anymore,

they became indifferent again .

Duke Yan looked at this scene with a burning look in his eyes, as if the goal that had been suppressed for many years was finally going to be achieved.

Ten years.

He planned for ten years!

The resentment in the Abandoned Infants Tower is unmatched by any other place. This is the best place to raise demons.

Ten years ago, Master Qiao donated money to build the tower, and the people invited Taoist Master Huiyue to set up a soul-locking formation.

Countless babies were abandoned here and died.

And he, who was far away in the capital, did not express his opinion when he heard the news from the Qiao family.

Instead, he immediately found Taoist Master Huiyue and asked him to summon the soul of the guardian of the demon god according to the records in ancient books, and raise it in the Abandoned Infants Tower to absorb the resentment for cultivation. He

only hoped that the guardian of the demon god, Gu Ming, could return to the peak and remember his favor to Duke Yang.

In this way, he could let the guardian of the demon god help him achieve his ultimate goal!

Hahahaha.

He searched for ten years and waited for another ten years.

Now, the soul-locking formation has been broken, and the souls in the abandoned tower have all been taken away to reincarnate.

The tower will also be blown up.

Then, the demon guardian Gu Ming will not be able to live here.

It is inevitable that he will appear to help him.

That's great!

The ecstasy in his eyes was frightening.

He continued to wait and wait.

When the golden light faded and the last soul disappeared into the sky, he finally couldn't hold back his tears and knelt down fiercely in front of the abandoned tower!

"What do you want to do, old minister?" Yuan Bao found it strange to see him suddenly kneeling down crying.

It was just a salvation, look how moved he was.

Duke Yan ignored him and kowtowed heavily to the abandoned tower.

"No need to thank me, get up!"

The crisp voice of a baby sounded in the ears of Duke Yan.

Duke Yan raised his head suddenly, and saw Xia Wanwan coming out of the tower, smiling at him with her milk teeth.

He actually knelt in front of Xia Wanwan!

People who didn't know would think he was kneeling to her!

Damn! Is that polite?

Duke Yan was angry, but swallowed his breath and moved aside to avoid the shameless little princess.

Then, he kowtowed heavily to the abandoned tower, opened his hands, and cried loudly:

"I summoned the demon guardian Gu Ming to recuperate here for ten years. Now, the time has come! This old minister promises you a high position and glory and wealth!"

"Please ask the guardian Gu Ming to show up and help me!"


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