Gu Qingxi looked at the child in front of her. For some reason, her heart was in pain and her eyes were sore.
After the child came to her senses, he struggled in her hands and glared at her: "Let me go. The boss is a bad guy. Do you want to help the bad guy?"
"No, I won't. I will help you beat the bad guy." Gu Qingxi finally spoke, but her voice was a little hoarse and she was a little choked.
She didn't know why, looking at the child in front of her, her heart would hurt so much and her eyes would be so sour.
She didn't want to see this child suffer any grievances or be hurt.
Yes, this ragged child is not a boy at all, but a girl!
"Really?" The little girl looked into Gu Qingxi's eyes. For some reason, her panicked and frightened heart calmed down at this moment.
"Really." Gu Qingxi smiled and nodded, suppressing the sourness in her eyes.
She didn't know who this little girl was. She only knew that she wanted to protect her and always protect her.
"Girl, are you reasonable? You are an outsider, right? How can you believe the little liar's words, confuse right and wrong, and want to bully the people of our Qinghua City?" When the bun shop owner heard Gu Qingxi's words, he was unwilling and shouted loudly.
In fact, from Gu Qingxi's dress, the bun shop owner could see that she was a cultivator. But he was not afraid. The mortals in their Qinghua City had never been afraid of these foreign cultivators.
Because their city lord and young city lord love the people like their own children, and will never let the cultivators bully them.
Therefore, for these mortal city residents, the city lord and young city lord are their support and their faith.
Feng Xiatian frowned when she heard the words of the bun shop owner. If such provocative words were spoken, the situation would probably only worsen, and it would not be so easy to resolve. Sure
enough, as soon as the bun shop owner finished speaking, many people around looked over, and the eyes of these people looking at Gu Qingxi were already unfriendly, and some people quietly left to find the guards.
"I think you are vicious by nature. You deceived the child to do hard labor for you, and finally broke your promise." Gu Qingxi put the child down and blocked her behind him. He looked at the bun shop owner with cold eyes. "Of course, if this is the characteristic of your Qinghua City, then I have nothing to say."
The bun shop owner was so angry that his face turned red: "You, you are slandering me! People in Qinghua City are very honest in doing business, and we are honest."
"Do you want us to prove whether you are slandering me?" Gu Qingxi took out a talisman, "This talisman can invite nearby ghosts to possess you, and then you can repeat what you said and did before for us to see, and it is clear at a glance who is right and who is wrong."
The bun shop owner was shocked and had a sense of fear in his heart, but he still said stubbornly: "You cultivators naturally have many strange and changeable spells, and you will definitely do something. As a cultivator, what kind of ability is it to bully us mortals?" Although he was a little afraid in his heart, he was not panicked. Because he knew that the guards in the city were coming soon.
The guards would never let these foreign monks use any tricks on him. And he insisted that the little beggar was stealing the buns. Who would believe the words of a little beggar?
Immediately, the residents of Qinghua City joined in: "That's right, you monks have many tricks, and we mortals don't know how we got tricked."
Someone else said: "You are so unreasonable because you are a monk. It's too much!"
Gu Qingxi narrowed her eyes slightly. The residents of Qinghua City are very united and xenophobic, but also very stupid. With just a few words, they were provoked to unite against the outside world without distinguishing right from wrong.
Of course, if the customs of Qinghua City are like this, she will say nothing.
"What nonsense! My friend respects mortals the most. If you are still stubborn, I will ask the city lord to do justice. The city lord must distinguish right from wrong. When he finds out that you are lying and bullying children, you will be in trouble." Feng Xia Tian glared at the owner of the bun shop. He looked at the bun shop owner's evasive eyes, and he knew that the truth was probably what the child said.
"What happened?" At this time, a peaceful voice came.
"Young City Lord!"
"The Young City Lord is here!"
"Young City Lord, you have to make the decision for me. This foreign cultivator threatened me, relying on the fact that he is a cultivator, and wanted to use magic on me to force me to admit something I didn't do." When the bun shop owner heard that the young city lord was coming, he excitedly rushed to the young city lord and said in a wronged tone.
This young city lord was wearing a luxurious black long-sleeved robe, a golden belt around his waist, and a white jade crown inlaid with fine gems on his head. This person looked feminine and handsome, with a bit of a boyish and a girlish look, but his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless, looking very sick.
The young city lord looked at Gu Qingxi, and then saw Feng Xiatian next to him. He frowned slightly. What was Feng Xiatian doing here?
Feng Xiatian didn't go forward to say hello, he wanted to see how the bun shop owner would perform.
The young city lord frowned and looked at Gu Qingxi: "My fellow Taoist, is what he said true?"
"He lied! He lied to me, saying that he would give me two buns if I helped him chop wood, but in the end he only gave me one. I took the reward that belonged to me, and he chased me out to beat me, and even slandered me as a thief. Fortunately, this sister saved me." The child who was blocked behind Gu Qingxi couldn't bear it anymore at this time, and stuck his head out and refuted loudly.
"No, you shameless little beggar, you stole my buns and talked nonsense." The bun shop owner looked at the child with a fierce look and threatened, "If you keep talking nonsense, no one in our Qinghua City will give you a bite of food."
The young city lord looked at Gu Qingxi with a cold expression: "No matter who of you is telling the truth, as a cultivator, you want to use magic on mortals, which is a kind of bullying. Qinghua City does not welcome cultivators like you."
Gu Qingxi glanced at the young city lord coldly, without saying a word, bent down to hug the ragged little girl, turned around and left.
Feng Xia Tian was still a little surprised at this moment. He never expected that Brother Ling would handle it like this. He knew that the City Lord's Mansion of Qinghua City has always loved the people like their own children and was the most protective of their shortcomings.
But today's treatment was simply stupid!
Feng Xiatian bowed to the Young City Lord and said, "Young City Lord, please seek help from someone else for your condition. I'm afraid our Feng family can't cure a blind patient like you." He
usually called Ling "Big Brother", but now he called him "Young City Lord" in a cold and unfamiliar tone. It's
true that the Ling family and their Feng family are old friends, but he, Feng Xiatian, is the best friend in the world to Qingxi! Compared with Qingxi, the Ling family should get lost!
After saying that, Feng Xiatian followed Gu Qingxi and was about to leave.
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