Chapter 148 Unfilial Grandson
Mu Chunping looked at his dazed little girl and then apologetically turned to the village chief.
"Uncle Village Chief, please leave this to us. Could you please take my daughter and the others back home first? Ningbao is still young, and I'm afraid I'll scare them."
village head:"…………"
Scared?
Are you sure your little girl would be scared by a few dead people?
Didn't he ever consider that these mangled corpses were the work of his youngest daughter?
Although the village chief thought this way, he didn't say it out loud, after all, Ningbao was his own child.
People naturally find their own children pleasing to the eye.
The person was already dead. Ning Bao had taken the opportunity to capture the ghosts of Lin Er and the others after Mu Chunping and the others arrived.
Those people have committed many evil deeds, and she will send them to hell later. She feels very at ease with her father taking care of the corpses.
Seeing that Mu Chunping and the others were all holding wood-chopping knives, Ning Bao immediately took out several shovels from her storage talisman.
"Dad, uncles, uncles, it's easier for you to dig the hole with a shovel."
Lin Jianfei glanced at Ning Bao and the others who had been taken away by his father, then picked up one of the shovels that Ning Bao had put down.
"This looks familiar, it seems to be from my house."
Lin Jianfei examined the shovel repeatedly.
"Yes, it's mine. I've used it for many years. We had too much stuff before we went into the forest, so we left it behind. I never expected Ningbao to pick it up."
Mu Chunping gave an awkward laugh.
"Hehe! My Ningbao has always been frugal..."
Mu Chunping was telling the truth; his little girl had picked up everything the villagers had thrown away along the way.
While Mu Chunping and the others were digging holes to bury people, Ning Bao was also busy after returning home.
She first put Zhou Rongzhang into the soul-nourishing chamber, and then took out the soul-locking talisman that she had just used to capture Lin Er and the others.
Ning Bao's soul-locking talisman this time is no ordinary soul-locking talisman; it's a soul-locking talisman with an added incantation, specifically used to lock away evil spirits. The ghosts inside will be scorched by fierce fire.
The three struggled inside. Dongzi saw Ningbao had a sudden inspiration and immediately knelt down.
"Little girl... no, little master, little aunt, please spare my life."
We were all blind and didn't know that our little aunt was actually a master.
"Rest assured, as long as you allow me to return to life, I will certainly serve you faithfully and be your servant and grandson..."
"No!" Ning Bao waved her hand at Lin Er inside the Soul-Locking Talisman.
“I dare not accept such an unfilial grandson as you.”
You actually want to be resurrected? Don't you have any idea how many evil deeds you've committed?
Old Su, who was inside the soul-locking talisman, also wisely knelt down.
“Master, I know that we brothers have committed many evils, but we didn’t want to do this.”
We were just ordinary villagers. If it weren't for natural disasters and man-made calamities, we would still be at home peacefully farming and raising our children.
We do this today simply to survive.
Besides, how many of those homeless people on the street haven't had blood on their hands? Why are you only arresting us and not them?
"Why should I?" Ning Bao raised an eyebrow and looked at Old Su.
"Just because you've committed the most evil deeds and are the ugliest, it's none of your business to question what I, Ning Bao, have done."
Seeing Mu Chunping and the others carrying shovels, Ning Bao had important things to do later. She didn't want to waste any more time talking to those wicked spirits, so she simply opened the passage to the eighteenth level of hell and threw Lin Er and the other two in without hesitation.
After dealing with the three people, Ningbao ran to the representatives of each household who had already gathered.
As usual, each family sent one person to Yunliu Town this time, but Ningbao's family sent Shen Junshan instead.
Ning Bao was an exception. The village chief knew Ning Bao's abilities, and he felt more at ease having Ning Bao accompany him.
The villagers of Shanglin Village were resting in an open space at the entrance of Yunliu Town.
Ning Bao took Shen Junshan's hand and walked into the town.
The streets on both sides of the town were either deserted or had their doors wide open and were cluttered with miscellaneous items.
This place looks like it's been vandalized; it seems highly likely that the town has been taken over by refugees.
Ningbao frowned.
"Uncle, it looks like we've made a wasted trip. All these shops have been looted by the refugees."
Shen Junshan shook his head.
"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you say you were coming to pick up things? Maybe this time we really will have to rely on picking things up."
Ning Bao looked at the empty shop, which didn't even have a complete table or chair.
"Uncle, there doesn't seem to be anything worth picking up."
“We won’t pick them up here. Come on, Uncle will take you to find some treasure…” Shen Junshan said, taking Ningbao’s hand and leading the villagers who had come with him to the east side of the town.
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