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Yue Huaiyin feigned weakness: "Goddess said that as long as I pray sincerely for you, you will be able to recover."

The county magistrate looked up and saw that there was a thick layer of dust on the incense table that had been stored away for at least four to five hours. He was emotionally moved as he picked Yue Huaiyin up in his arms, "My dear son, you knelt for me for such a long time?"

As they went back to their rooms, they naturally had endless words to say. Yue Huaiyin had mesmerized this man with her words, and then spat out a few words from this muddleheaded thing: "Bring Goddess over tomorrow. Old master I still have a lot of things to ask her."

Yue Huaiyin leaned on his arm, a sinister smile gathering in her eyes as she thought in her heart: Mu Xiaowan, if you want to blame someone, blame your man for being merciless, blame yourself for being unrighteous. "

One night passed, and in the morning, Xiaowan heard some movement in her room and opened her eyes in alarm.

But he saw his son tumble out of the cradle, stagger to the bed, crawl awkwardly to the bed, climb up to her chest, and rip open the collar to get some milk.

Xiaowan was dumbstruck. If Little Pei could speak tomorrow, she would not be surprised.

Ling Chaofeng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. After accepting his son's mystique, they looked forward to see how he would react in the future. However, they had to leave this place as soon as possible.

The tavern didn't open for the past few days as it did not want anyone to barge in and see the child. and Uncle Biao had also accepted Little Pei's marvel, and when they saw that he could leave, they were all in the hall teasing him.

The more they looked at their children, the more they liked them. Gradually, they got used to it. Even those horns looked very cute.

It was a pity that Xiaowan did misconception yesterday. Because the child had suddenly grown up, she felt that her son's horn had shrunk.

But that didn't matter anymore. They were leaving now, and seeing that no one else could see, they just didn't want to take the risk.

Ling Chaofeng was still busy moving all the gold and silver in the cellar. He hadn't gone to the town for the past few days, but he didn't know that the town had started to talk about the Ling Xiao Inn again. The Goddess that Yue Huaiyin had invited had told the county magistrate that a banshee was wandering within the borders of the Baisha County, and the Ling Xiao Inn was her old nest.

People recalled that the Ling Xiao Inn had been in the Baisha County for more than ten years. Although the fame outside caused people's expressions to change, they could still be considered to be peaceful.

Since the year before, when Ling Chaofeng married that young lady, all sorts of strange things started to happen in the town.

And nineteen years ago, the day Mu Xiaowan was born, her mother died as well. Although there were a lot of women who died in childbirth in this world, there were still more that died, including their older sisters and grandmothers, as well as the few uncles in the clan. In any case, none of them were related, and all of them were blamed on Mu Xiaowan, who said that she was indeed a demon.

When the gossip spread to the Qingling Village, the Madam Xu cried towards the people. "If I wasn't a bit more powerful, I would have forced her to submit. You people just treat her like I abused her and didn't know that her body wasn't clean. "Do you mean to call her a demon and eat you guys at night when you climb up to the brick bed?"

Coincidentally, on this day, news came from the Li Prefecture. Prefect Liang could only return after reporting in the capital for three months.

That night, Yue Huaiyin leaned into his embrace and said: "The reason why you have taken down demons is also for the sake of the citizens. As long as the citizens love you, what can the Prefect Liang say? No matter how strong the people from Ling Xiao Inn are, they can't compare to the large number of people. The villagers do not wish for another heavy rain to fall in the coming month of this year, which would cause the Baisha River to become a disaster as well. "

The county magistrate frowned. Yue Huaiyin's hand gently waved in front of him, and a bizarre fragrance struck his heart and soul. He immediately turned into someone else as she smiled and said, "What you said makes sense, makes sense."

Yue Huaiyin said: "Then we might as well do as the Goddess said, ignite the flames from the censers at the city's god temple, and burn the demon to death."

The county magistrate foolishly replied, "Very well …"

Another night passed. This morning, Xiaowan woke up earlier than her son. She was looking forward to see what kind of changes her son would undergo today.

Little Pei grew bigger and bigger, he could not fit in the cradle anymore, so he moved the small bed over to the side. Now that he was awake, he sat up to look at his mother, and immediately beamed as he climbed down from the bed, walking steadily to the side of the bed and ripping off Xiaowan's clothes to eat some milk.

"Little Pei?" Xiaowan was thinking if his son had spoken, but the little guy was sucking hard, ignoring her.

Ling Chaofeng sat up and saw that the little fellow, who was getting bigger and bigger, was pestering his mother to eat. He was actually a little bit jealous, and said: "He can eat now, right?"

"Aunt, I don't know if I can give you any, but he has teeth." Xiaowan said in pain, "My strength is also getting stronger and stronger."

Ling Chaofeng patted his son's butt and said angrily: "Don't hurt mother anymore."

Little Pei stopped and looked at his father. He seemed to be very unsatisfied with the fact that his butt had been slapped, and he started to cry immediately.

"Don't piss him off, he's still so young." Xiaowan's motherly heart made her unable to resist spoiling her son.

Now that her son had acknowledged her, he was closer to her. Just like his father, he held her in his arms and felt warm and comfortable.

"Little Pei, father is giving you a hug." Ling Chaofeng opened up his arms towards his son, and the little fellow looked at him while sobbing. In the end, it pounced towards Ling Chaofeng, who placed the little fellow on his shoulder and walked around the room, making the little fellow giggle.

The Xiaowan looked on happily and said worriedly, "Don't throw him, be careful."

Ling Chaofeng purposely wanted to throw his son off, but it was so thrilling. Not only was his son not afraid, he was even more excited, dancing with joy for another try.

But today, Ling Chaofeng wanted to transport the last part of the things in the cellar away, and he also had to go to a far away place, so he couldn't accompany his son to play. When he left, he said to Xiaowan: "I can return tomorrow, why not leave tomorrow?

Xiaowan agreed to send him off at the entrance of the cellar with his son. After coaxing Little Pei to sleep, they would pack up together.

Standing in the great hall, Aunt Zhang looked around the entire inn and sighed emotionally: "I had thought that I would end my life here. Although this place is only a square inch, I could see the outside world with my eyes."

Xiaowan said guiltily: "Aunt, it's all my fault."

Aunt Zhang laughed: "If you say it like that, what about Little Pei? "Since you've come, our lives have been even richer. Every day we have new things to enjoy, and it's our destiny to be with this place."

After nightfall, Xiaowan placed her son by her side and told him a story to coax him to sleep. She looked at her son with a silly smile for a long time, but now, she no longer cared about the horns on his head.

When her son fell asleep, she stood up and blew out the oil lamp, thinking about how she had used the Jade Ring to extinguish the lamp.

It was indeed a waste for her to use her last wish on the teapot. However, if she made her son's horn disappear without a trace, then what would she wish for?

In truth, Xiaowan's mind was blank. Even at this moment, she couldn't think of who she should make the last wish for, if she were to make a comeback.

Inside, the furnishings were the same as on the day of her wedding, except that the curtains and drapes had been changed and some small things added, and when she saw this place as her own, she would go.

The day of their wedding was still vivid in his mind. Their wedding was filled with all kinds of regrets, but because of that regret, it would be fun to think about it for the rest of their lives.

First, it was better than first, then it was better. She had to be satisfied.

The Xiaowan laid down, hoping to wake up tomorrow and leave this place forever with her husband.

After falling asleep, at an unknown time, the child beside her suddenly got up and gently pushed her awake.

"Little Pei, hungry?" Xiaowan was drowsy.

"Mom, I'm going to look for Daddy." Ling Pei suddenly opened his mouth and spoke in a childish voice, as if he were a child.

"Little Pei..." When Xiaowan heard her son calling her mother, she was stunned.

Ling Pei crawled off the bed and walked towards the door. Only then did Xiaowan wake up from her daze and chased after him: "Little Pei, where are you going? Daddy will be back soon."

The child slipped down the stairs and headed straight for the cellar. Just as Xiaowan chased up to the stairs, the inn's door was suddenly slammed.

Her heart skipped a beat. Just as she turned around, the door was slammed open.

Many people barged in. There were yamen runners and villagers. They brandished their torches and brandished their sticks in a threatening manner.

"Where's Ling Chaofeng?" they shouted.

Xiaowan was disgusted. If it was the previous her, she would be as timid as a mouse, and would not know what to do. But the current her, with her back straightened, she arrogantly berated: "He's not at home.

Everyone looked at each other, but they were overjoyed that Ling Chaofeng was not at home.

Xiaowan only saw that everyone had rushed over. Before she could run, they had surrounded her and tied her up.

In the backyard, Uncle Biao rushed over when he heard the commotion. Seeing the situation, he naturally wanted to snatch them away, but although Uncle Biao was powerful, he had to take care of Xiaowan on one hand and Aunt Zhang on the other.

Someone shouted, "Bind the demon spawn first and send him away."

These demonic villagers were clearly mortal bodies, but at this moment, they were as crazed as demons, tied up and carried away by the Xiaowan. On the other side, the Uncle Biao and the Aunt Zhang were tightly blocked by the crowd, and the moment before the Xiaowan was stuffed into their mouths, they shouted, "Little Pei, Aunt, go and find Little Pei …"

In front of the Baisha Town yamen, under the arrangement of the old Daoist Priest and the Goddess, they set up the Eight Trigrams Formation. Yellow talismans filled the sky as they piled up firewood high up in the sky.

It was unknown whether he was possessed by the devil, or if everyone in the town was infected by the evil. At this moment, everyone believed that as long as Mu Xiaowan was burned to death, Baisha Town would restore its former tranquility, and there would no longer be a storm or snowstorm.

"It's here, it's here …" Someone shouted. Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw several carriages rushing towards them.

Very quickly, Mu Xiaowan, who was tied up, appeared in front of everyone's eyes. She was thrown onto the ground, with the county magistrate standing on top of her, saying, "Demon, today Master Japan is going to exterminate the people, burning a banshee like you to death."

Then someone took action and tied Xiaowan to a pile of firewood. The people around the place held torches up and glared at the people like tigers stalking their prey, the flames burning their eyes until they were blood-red, reflecting the eyes of the spectators around the place.

Amongst the crowd, Yue Huaiyin revealed her face, looked at the people on the pile of firewood and laughed coldly, then chanted: "Mu Xiaowan, if you die, I will take good care of Ling Chaofeng for you."

But when Xiaowan saw her, she looked away indifferently. She didn't want to be distracted by such a person at all.

If she died, that would be her life. If she did not die, her husband would definitely come to save her.

The Goddess Taoist started to do something. Seeing how the Xiaowan was awestruck by righteousness, they were a bit afraid.

They were well aware of the matters regarding the gods and devils, but they couldn't do anything about it since the county magistrate had ordered them to do so.

"Burn!" The county magistrate gave the order, and the commoners grew excited as they shouted, "Burn, burn, burn …"

"We can't burn it, we can't burn it!" Outside the crowd, the white haired old man shouted. He was a doctor that was familiar with Ling Xiao Inn, at another place, there were also friends that he had met to speak up for Xiaowan.

But they were weak, they could not stop the berserk Demons' citizens, the flames ignited the pile of firewood, the Xiaowan felt the hot air on her skin, the smoke and dust made her unable to breathe.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the sky. Although no one saw it, the Xiaowan saw it.

Soon after, the sound of the horses broke through the night sky and the noise of the people. For a moment, the world was quiet.

The sound of galloping horses came closer and closer. In the darkness, a strong killing intent rose.