Chapter 86 The mysterious and charming woman Wen Jin

Yang Xiaoqing took a breath of cool air.

What a beautiful woman!

Yang Xiaoqing often watched Huo Ning's live broadcasts and was often struck by her looks, so she was rarely impressed by other people.

The woman in front of him had a seductive look and a mysterious temperament. She wore a dark red sling around her upper body, her hair was half-covered, and she wore exaggerated silver ornaments on her head.

Her suspenders just reached above her belly button, revealing a beautiful, fair waist. The bottom of the suspenders also formed a circle of teardrop-shaped silver leaves.

The skirt was a pleated skirt of the same color, embroidered with intricate and mysterious patterns. Yang Xiaoqing noticed that there seemed to be a flower tattooed on her hand.

Yang Xiaoqing recognized the flower; it was a blue mandala.

At first sight, Yang Xiaoqing thought the woman was very beautiful, and at second sight, he felt that she must be very brave and her strength should not be underestimated.

Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to wear this in a place with bad mountains, bad water and extremely high crime rate.

I don’t know why, but in addition to admiration, Yang Xiaoqing also felt a sense of fear in her heart.

Maybe this is the feeling that a powerful master gives her!

But she wasn't like that when she saw Master Huo.

The seductive-looking woman raised her eyebrows and smiled at Yang Xiaoqing.

She took the eye cream-sized bottle from Wu Xiuzhu's hand and placed it in Yang Xiaoqing's palm.

"Apply it once before going to bed at night to the area where the scales have grown. In two days at most, the scales on your mother's body will completely disappear."

Wu Xiuzhu nodded frantically.

"Yes, Master Wen is amazing. I applied it twice and everything on my body was gone. My son also took a pill she gave him and is now out of the hospital!"

The most important thing is that Master Wen has a good heart.

I helped her family so much and I didn't charge any fees.

To be honest, at first, she actually looked down on the Master of Ideology and Thought, thinking that he looked enchanting and wore very little, and that he looked very restless.

She even had some evil thoughts.

Fortunately, Master Wen didn’t know, otherwise the other party might get angry and not save her son.

Yang Xiaoqing's eyebrows twitched.

It turns out her last name is Wen.

She did not believe the other party's words easily, but looked up at the mysterious woman named Wen, "Why are you helping me?"

Wen Jin looked up at the sky which was gradually getting darker and said, "Just to prevent a tragedy."

"There will be a disaster in the village tonight, so save as many people as you can."

She sighed, with a hint of reluctance in her voice.

But when Yang Xiaoqing looked at her expressionless face, she felt that this kind of sadness was completely separate from her.

Wen Jin's gaze swept across Wu Xiuzhu's face, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was somewhat ethereal and cold.

"When you dug the gold well that day, you dug up a bunch of snakes. You should have moved to another place instead of killing the snakes."

She shook her head. "You could have just killed the snakes, but you actually skinned them and made soup with them. No wonder the whole village was retaliated by the snakes."

Yang Xiaoqing felt horrified.

She sprained her foot that day, and her parents took her to the town hospital instead of attending her aunt's funeral.

She didn't know there was such a thing.

Wu Xiuzhu shamelessly apologized to Wen Jin, "I'm sorry, Master Wen, we are ignorant country folk and didn't think that this action would offend the Snake Immortal."

"Master Wen, please save the people in our village and apologize to the Snake Immortal for us."

Yang Xiaoqing didn't want to listen anymore.

She wanted to just close the door and ignore all this nonsense.

But she thought that if she continued to listen, it might be helpful for Master Huo's arrival tomorrow, so she didn't move.

Wen Jin glanced at Wu Xiuzhu with those mysterious, enchanting eyes, as if smiling.

"Who said that the people in your village suffered this disaster because they offended the snake fairy?"

Wu Xiuzhu felt like someone had a bucket of sewage thrown at her in the middle of winter. She was completely stunned.

"It's not a snake fairy... could it be a snake demon?!"

She felt terrified.

It would be fine if they had offended an immortal, but if they had offended a monster, the lives of the entire village would probably have to be used to pay for it!

A sneer appeared on Wen Jin's lips.

"Don't you know who you have offended?"

"You are not innocent. A powerful demon is coming to your house tonight. Good luck to you."

As she spoke, her eyes slowly turned to Yang Xiaoqing, and then to Wu Xiuzhu.

"I will help them because they did nothing evil. As for you——"

She didn't finish her words, but from her tone, it was obvious that she wanted the Wu family to die.

"Master Wen, help me!"

Wu Xiuzhu knelt down and kowtowed to Wen Jin.

Wen Jin's face remained expressionless. After a while, he said, "Forget it. God is merciful and kind. The injustice of the dead is not as important as the living."

"Take me to your daughter-in-law's grave."

After she finished speaking, she took a bell from her hand and passed it to Wu Xiuzhu through a silk handkerchief.

"Wear this, and the devil won't be able to detect your breath tonight, so you won't die of a stroke."

She handed another bell to Yang's mother.

"Take this too. Put it on the dining table and cover it with your bowl. It will help you avoid disaster tonight."

When Yang Xiaoqing saw this scene, she immediately remembered the Buddhist beads that the monk had stuffed into her hand.

Her eyebrows were almost twisted into a "川" shape.

Tongcun is a remote and poor place, and on ordinary days not even a dog would pass by.

How come there are so many talented masters coming one after another today?

Forget it. It’s better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn’t.

It’s better not to have too many of these protective items.

Wu Xiuzhu thanked Wen Jin profusely and showed him the way with gratitude and flattery, "Thank you so much, Master Wen. You are simply a living Bodhisattva!"

"Hey Master Wen, there are many mosquitoes and thorns in the mountains. You are wearing so little, will you get hurt? I have some clothes at home, can I get you one?"

A hint of disgust and disdain appeared on Wen Jin's face.

She closed her beautiful eyes and said, "No need, lead the way."

"Okay."

Wu Xiuzhu carefully led Wen Jin the way and ignored the Yang family.

Yang Xiaoqing took a step forward and subconsciously wanted to follow, but Huo Ning's instructions suddenly emerged in her mind.

Master Huo asked her to go home as soon as she came back from the mountain.

From then on, no matter who knocks, don't open the door.

She lowered her head, with confusion in her eyes.

Does it count as opening the door if I stand at her door before she even enters the house?

I don’t think so!

After all, neither of them knocked on the door!

Yang Xiaoqing hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to listen to Huo Ning. She walked into the house, locked the door and closed it tightly.

When I watched TV dramas before, those who died at the hands of ghosts were basically cannon fodder who were disobedient and liked to act on their own.

Even though she is not good at it, she still listens to advice!

Mother Yang looked at the bottle in her hand with a complicated look, her eyes revealing desire, "Xiaoqing, this..."

Yang Xiaoqing knew that her mother was moved.

After all, no one wants to have snake scales on their body.

She smiled and said, "I'll keep it for you. I'll apply it before you go to bed, otherwise I'm afraid you'll forget it."

Mother Yang thought to herself how could she forget, but since her daughter was so thoughtful, she just smiled and said nothing.

After dinner, the family chatted for a while, and Yang Xiaoqing stayed in her room for a while.

Mother Yang knocked on her door and yawned, "Xiaoqing, Mommy is going to sleep."

An anxious "OK" came from inside.

Yang Xiaoqing took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and carefully applied the medicine to her mother.

Mother Yang smiled and said, "You know what, this stuff feels really comfortable when applied."

Yang Xiaoqing hummed, "Yes."

…

At twelve o'clock midnight, everything was silent.

Sand and rocks were banging against the windows, sobbing cries filled the night sky, and dogs barked one after another.

Yang Xiaoqing didn't dare to breathe and closed her eyes tightly.

A cold hand touched her body, her long hair brushed her cheek, and a smell of blood came to her face.