Wei Fu wanted to build a Taoist temple, and Jing Huang would not stop him. He called Ming Yao to come and help Wei Fu with the arrangement. There were more than a hundred households in this village, and nearly a thousand people died, so this was considered a big project.
This village is not the only one nearby. There are other villages nearby. However, after the Ghost King came to this village, the whole village was shrouded in ghost energy. Some sharp-eyed people saw the Ghost King committing a massacre here and immediately ran back to inform their own villages. As a result, all the people living next to this village moved away, but people who were some distance away were still watching. No one wanted to leave their hometown unless they could not survive.
On this day, the people of Shangshui Village suddenly heard a deafening sound. Those who were brave enough stood on the hill and looked over here from afar. Then they saw that the ghost aura above Yutian Village had disappeared.
He quickly told his fellow villagers about his discovery. An old man said, "When the people from Yutian Village left, I heard they were going to the government office to ask for help. Did the government office invite gods to help?"
Now this world has become a world of cultivating immortals. Because it has just begun and there are not immortal cultivators everywhere, all those who cultivate immortals, whether they have ascended to heaven or not, are called immortals by ordinary people.
"It's possible. Let's go and take a look."
The old man said, "Choose a dozen young men from the village who are strong and healthy and can go there. The rest of you should stay in the village. When you go there, look from a distance first. Make sure the man-eating evil spirit has left before you approach. If you see anything wrong, run away immediately."
Then Shangshui Village organized a dozen strong young men to come to Yutian Village.
When they arrived, Wei Fu's Taoist temple had already been set up and was about to begin the ritual.
The person who first saw the ghost energy disappear here stopped breathing when he saw Wei Fu and Jing Huang. Such good-looking people must be gods!
He also had a sister who married into Yutian Village. He was deeply saddened by the massacre of Yutian Village. Seeing Wei Fu and the others, he rushed over excitedly and suddenly asked Wei Fu, "Are you Princess Ankang?"
Wei Fu exclaimed, "How do you know Fu'er?"
It seems like she has never seen such a person before?
"I heard that there is a little princess in the capital who is smart, cute, and very powerful. I made a bold guess." The first person he thought of was Wei Fu, who is so young and so powerful.
"Has the princess gotten rid of that evil ghost?" he asked cautiously.
Wei Fu nodded: "It has been eliminated, everyone don't have to be afraid."
The man burst into tears and then ran towards a house in the village, wiping his tears. When he ran in, he saw his nephew, who was holding his sister, dead in the yard. It looked like his sister was feeding her nephew. Then his brother-in-law died in the field, and his sister's mother-in-law died in the pigpen.
Before the arrival of the Ghost King, they all worked diligently and lived seriously.
The man squatted in the yard, covering his face and crying bitterly.
Jing Huang was very sad to see this.
Life is unpredictable.
Life is impermanent.
Wei Fu went up to him, patted his shoulder, and gave him a candy. She didn't know how to comfort him.
The people in Yutian Village all died in vain. These deaths were accidents, not retribution.
The man took the candy handed to him by Wei Fu with both hands, feeling touched. He felt it was inappropriate to let a little girl like Wei Fu see him crying like this, so he forced back his tears.
"Thank you, Princess. Princess, can I collect and bury the remains of my sister and the others?"
Wei Fu nodded: "Originally, I was going to bury them too, but I didn't have time yet, so I thought of building the temple first."
"Go back and ask the people in your village if they would be willing to come and help bury the people in this village. I will give silver to those who come to help."
The young men who came with the man hurriedly said, "No need for money, Princess. We are all from the same hometown, and it is only natural for us to help each other. We will go back and call for help. Chunshen, you stay here for now!"
When they came in and saw the miserable situation in Yutian Village, they felt very sad. Although they had no relatives in Yutian Village, people from Yutian Village had to pass through their village to go to the city. When they saw each other, they would nod and say hello, or chat with each other about the harvest in the fields.
Wei Fu calculated a suitable place for burial, then called Jing Huang to go to the city to buy some coffins, and she went to complete the subsequent matters.
When the people in Shangshui Village heard that Wei Fu was there, they all rushed over to help. When they arrived, Wei Fu had already finished her work and was digging a hole with Chunshen. She was digging very hard with a shovel that was taller than her.
The village chief saw Wei Fu, who was covered in mud after digging, and ran over, crying out, "My princess, how could someone as precious as you do such a thing?"
"Please stop and let us do it, let us do it."
After he finished speaking, he said to Chunshen, "Shen boy, how could you be so tactless as to let the princess do such rough and heavy work?"
Chunshen, who had tried to persuade Wei Fu for a long time but failed, looked at the three pits he had dug after working so hard for a long time, and the ten pits Wei Fu had dug in a short time, and decided to shut up.
For a divine figure like the princess, this kind of thing probably wouldn't be considered physical work!
but……
"The village chief is right, this job is indeed a bit dirty."
The village chief walked up tremblingly and snatched the shovel from Wei Fu's hand, then retreated to three steps away from Wei Fu and knelt down with a thud. As soon as he knelt, everyone in their village followed suit.
The village chief shouted, "Thank you, Princess, for killing the evil spirits and protecting us ordinary people."
After he finished speaking, he led everyone in kowtow to Wei Fu.
Wei Fu: “!!!”
Ah, this...
Without any warning, she said, "Everyone, stop knocking, stop knocking, come and dig a hole!"
The village chief raised his face, tears streaming down his face. "Wow... Princess, you don't know how we've been living these past few days. That evil spirit came to Yutian Village three days ago. You don't know that we saw a black fog enveloping Yutian Village, and then we could hear the deafening cries from Yutian Village from such a distance."
"We were all terrified and anxious when we heard that. Then everyone in the neighboring Yutian Village ran away. We were scared and wanted to run away too, but we had no money and didn't know where to go."
"Running means death, and not running also means death. It's too difficult."
"Thank goodness you came, Princess. Otherwise, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to survive!"
Perhaps it was because the dirty Wei Fu now looked like an ordinary kid next door, and perhaps it was because Wei Fu gave them a strong sense of security, the village chief who had warned everyone not to lose their composure on the way here couldn't help but burst into tears.
As soon as the village chief started crying, everyone started sobbing too.
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