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Xiao moxin fixed his eyes and saw an adult about fifty years old, dressed in the official clothes, leading several yamen officers to come quickly.

When the people saw this, they got up and quickly lined up into a wall, trying to block their steps.

"Lord! It's Qiu Huaian, the Grand Master of Huaining County! " Mozixuan whispered a reminder.

"Well!" Wei Chi Ming light should voice, cold look, make a person for a time can't guess, his true mind.

"People, don't be stubborn any more. Master Qingxuan is just a deceiving staff. If you continue to listen to his empty words, you will only lose your children's lives!" Qiu Huaian urged them to come back as soon as possible.

"Just because your child can't become a sacrifice or a God, so you have to hinder our child from becoming a sacrifice and enjoy the happiness of heaven!" A middle-aged woman about 40 years old, said shrewdly.

"Yes! You gave birth to your own son too early to be a sacrifice. Why do you prevent our children from going to heaven? "

"Don't think that you are the county magistrate here, you can control our thoughts and the road we choose!"

……

All the people said that if there were not many yamen servants in front of them, they would have drowned Qiu Huaian at this moment.

Qiu Huaian's face is red, and he has been an official for decades. When did he receive such a frame up? But even if it was a frame up, even if it was an attack, as a parent official here, he could not let them go, let alone let them make mistakes again and again.

"Let's not talk about whether there are immortals in the world. Let's just say that you were pregnant in October, gave birth to children, and brought them up. As a result, because of master Qingxuan's words, they were easily handed over to others. Don't you feel guilty when you dream back in the middle of the night? Don't you miss me? " Qiu Huaian repeatedly questioned and hoped that his words could awaken their softest affection as parents.

"Missing is only a moment, they can enjoy happiness, is eternal!"

"Yes! As long as they are happy, we can bear the pain of missing, what can we count? "

"Master Qingxuan said that as long as they are obedient in heaven, we can go to heaven to accompany them after a hundred years!"

……

Hearing people's whimsical remarks, Qiu Huaian was furious: "you are just stubborn!"

"Let's see, you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour!"

"That's it

……

Xiao moxin followed the crowd to sing a song, and the information he heard completely answered his doubts.

Last night, she appeared in the Qingfa hall. She realized that there was something strange about the ghost in it. It turned out that it was all the ghosts of some children. No wonder she would give up on her.

Looking at the stake not far away, I found that there was a little boy who had been crying and sleeping on it. Looking at his age, he was seven or eight years old. Obviously, he was the sacrifice for today's rain.

This understanding, Xiao Mo Xin Liu Mei not from knot.

She did not know whether to say that these children were pathetic or that their parents were pathetic.

Let's not say whether there are gods in the world. Even if there are, they can't be compared. A family and Meimei live together, and they are happy

"Whether you agree with me or not today, my child, I will take it away!" There is no doubt about Qiu Huaian.

"Our children, we are in charge, and we are not in charge of what you say!" A couple of young people, squeezed out of the crowd.

Seeing this, Qiu Huaian raised his hand and pointed at them: "as parents, don't you see the tears on your children's faces and their reluctance to you?"

"If the short-term pain can be exchanged for the long-term happiness, we think it is worth it!" Young couples don't think about cableways.

"You are so stupid!" Qiu Huaian hated iron for not making steel.

He really couldn't figure it out. The place under his jurisdiction was originally a place with simple and beautiful folk customs. As a result, a year ago, everything changed with the arrival of the man who called himself master Qingxuan.

"Don't be confused. We'll be happy. Don't worry!" Young couple waved their hands, determined to let their son become the sacrifice of today's rain.

Qiu Huaian was angry for a while and could not speak.

Looking at the more rigid scene, Xiao moxin walked over and said, "I'm very curious. What's the reason that makes you believe in Qingxuan's words?"

People's eyes turned to Xiao moxin.

Just now, she had a fight with master Qingxuan. They all knew that she had some skills.

"Master Qingxuan can not only make rain, but more importantly, he can bathe in a hot oil pan without any injury. Who else in the world can have such ability except for immortals?" An 18-9-year-old teenager, a look of worship.

"Oil pot? Bathing? " Xiao Mo Xin repeat these two words, Mou Guang not from fall to not far away, that pot.

I saw the oil pan rolling, slowly rising white gas, floating towards the sky.Xiao Mo Xin said with a low smile: "do you think that as long as you can bathe in the oil pan, you are the immortal?"

The people looked at each other and nodded three times.

Xiao Mo Xin's lips arc widened and looked back at master Qingxuan: "since you are so capable, I don't know if you mind. Show us one in public!"

At this moment, master Qingxuan's momentum, which had been shocked before, returned instantly: "in order to convince you, I'll make an exception to show it today. It's also an eye opener for you!"

Xiao Mo Xin smiles but says nothing. He reaches for his hand and makes a "please" gesture.

Master Qingxuan raised his head, straightened his chest, closed his stomach and stepped forward. He went straight to the pot, stopped, raised his sleeves, and without blinking his eyes, he directly inserted his whole arm into the pot for a moment and took it out.

"Look Master Qingxuan raised his arm so that everyone could see his intact arm.

People can't help kneeling down, kowtowing to him and calling "living Bodhisattva.".

Wei Chi Ming's eyes are almost invisible, and he is thoughtful.

Mo Zixuan and others were surprised.

How high the temperature of the oil pan is, they can't understand it more clearly. Now, master Qingxuan can insert his whole arm into the hot oil pan without hurting him. If his arm is not fake, it's really convincing.

Xiao Mo Xin lips smile, more and more deep meaning: "I don't just want to try this oil pot temperature!"

When she said this, everyone was in an uproar.

Pistil son direct white small face, come forward, pull oneself master son skirt: "young master! Don't mess about

Xiao moxin gives her a look of relief, raises her hand and opens her fingertips.

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