Qin Liuxi did not ask Xiong Er and the others for their thank-you gifts. It was precisely because he asked for it, but confiscated it. He only asked them to give all of them to the Wuyang patriarch to buy sacrificial things for the Xingzhai.

This is also the thank you gift she and Si Lengyue have been bothering here for a few days.

The Wuyang patriarch naturally refused, but Qin Liuxi insisted repeatedly and had to thank him.

Xiong Er refused to report Qin Liuxi to Jing Xiaosi. The latter frowned and raised her for a day. He wanted to thank him in person and ask what he needed, but the leader of Wuyang told Qin Liuxi and the others had left.

Jing Xiaosi couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, so he felt ashamed of being slapped a few times.

Xiong Er was rarely smart and said, "Xiao Si, didn't the patriarch say that she is Kun Dao from Qingping Temple in Licheng, Ningzhou? She doesn't want this thank you. Then we can always show sincerity when we go to the Taoist temple to donate a piece of indulgent oil. In this world, which temple does not have indulgent oil."

Master Qingpingguan: That’s right, I want more, come quickly!

Jing Xiaosi rarely gave his cousin Xiong a look of praise. This silly man finally got his brains.

"You are right. She doesn't want it to be her business. We must know the etiquette." Jing Xiaosi nodded and said, "Then let's stay there for another two days and then go down the mountain and take a detour to Licheng."

"Okay."

Qin Liuxi didn't know that Jing Xiaosi and the others had such a plan, so they took the dark road directly with Si Lengyue and returned to the five villages of Sijia. After all, the old patriarch and her father Si Tu had to tell the old patriarch and her father Si Tu.

This is a life-gamble.

When Si Tu and the old patriarch heard the vicious method of curse removal, their faces turned pale, and Si Tu cried directly, tears flowing like water.

"You might as well kill your father first." Si Tu cried and said, "Anyway, your mother has been waiting for a long time. It would be better for me to be a companion with her when I die than to watch you seek death."

The old patriarch wanted to say something but stopped, but he didn't say anything. He just took out his pipe with his hands trembling, but he couldn't roll up the cigarette, so he could only put the cigarette mouth in his mouth.

"Dad, the old patriarch, this is the only opportunity for our Si family." Si Lengyue said: "This is also the secret that the saint can't break. Only Xixi is the only one who solves the difficulties of our clan."

"But the karma fire burns, it hurts so much. If you can't stand it, that's death." Si Tu cried.

Si Lengyue smiled bitterly and said, "If I don't try, how many years can I survive? The Si family will not live to be twenty-five years old. In the past, I will be able to live to be twenty-five. Then I will be sixteen this year and seventeen next year. How many years can I have? Mom is just living to be twenty-one."

Si Tu Yi Zhe.

"Dad, if you don't try, I don't even have a chance to survive, but if you try, I can still have a glimmer of life. If you can't resist, it's just a death. What's the difference between death late?" Si Lengyue took out a veil to wipe his tears and said, "Dad, you would rather see me die than me to catch it?"

"Nonsense! How could Dad? We mean, maybe we can find another way!" Si Tu said anxiously.

Si Lengyue smiled faintly: "If there were other ways, our clan would not have withered so much, and the saint would not be able to break the secret of heaven that pointed directly at Xixi."

Si Tu choked.

He understood the truth, but how could he do it when he saw his daughter suffer the pain of burning her body that might die?

But seeing his daughter ending up like her ancestors, he couldn't bear to leave.

Si Tu was in a dilemma and asked the stupidest question: "Can Dad bear it for you? This Xuanmen is not a bit of evil magic, can it be used for life or something? Can we ask someone to do this technique?"

"Dad!" Si Lengyue shouted sternly: "We are the descendants of the White Witch, and we can only kill evil and righteous ways. Our Si family has fallen into this field because of evil spells. Do you think that kind of mess is shorter? That will be punished by God!"

Si Tu shrank his neck because of scolding. Seeing Si Lengyue getting angry, she couldn't help but pull her sleeve aggrievedly and said, "It's my dad who thought it a bit. Don't be angry, dad just can't bear it."

"Then you can't think about this. Evil magic harms others and yourself. You must not have that kind of idea." Si Lengyue sighed.

"I see."

Si Lengyue saw that he was like a frost-beating eggplant, and was so wilted that he was almost skinless that he was left. He couldn't help but sigh, "Dad, if you don't try, you have no hope at all. I will definitely take it over. You believe me."

Si Tu cried again: "I believe in you, I don't believe that the karma fire will be gentle."

It is said that evil people go to hell to be burned by karma, and it is terrible to think about it alone, but what did his daughter do? She is beautiful and kind, and she has never done anything evil. Why did she suffer such suffering?

The old patriarch said, "Head of the family, have you made up your mind?"

Si Lengyue nodded: "Old patriarch, you are the only person who is still alive and has been with the Saint. No one knows better how she is witchcraft than you. I believe it."

The old patriarch naturally knew the saint's ability, but the karma was burning, could a mere physical body withstand it?

If you don’t try, it will indeed let this only opportunity slip away, and Si Lengyue will always die.

The old patriarch gritted his teeth: "When will it start to resolve it?"

"We have to make some preparations. Xixi needs to prepare some medicines. At that time, we have to borrow some external objects to reduce some pain." Si Lengyue silently said, "In addition, the old patriarch, the so-called merit can offset thousands of sins. I want to use half of the Si family's property to do good deeds to offset some of the mantras."

The old patriarch's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea."

Si Tu said, "Is half enough? Why don't you have more? I hate that man named Gong, who was blindly obscene and misjudged people, so he used such a vicious curse. In the end, we have to lose money and eliminate disasters and get rid of evil by ourselves. God is so unfair."

Si Lengyue and the old patriarch coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed. The person who was misread was sent by their Si family.

Everything is cause and effect.

"Dad, there is no need to explain all the right and wrong. We should do what we should do." Si Lengyue looked at the two and said, "Half of the family property is dispersed, and the other half is also necessary to make good plans. If I am gone..."

"Don't say it!" Si Tu screamed and covered her mouth: "Don't say these unlucky words."

Si Lengyue saw that there was a great panic and fear on his face, and felt sad in her heart, and pulled his hand down: "Okay, I won't say it."

Si Tu relaxed in one breath, thought for a while, and said, "Anyway, there is no time to resolve the curse, Yue'er, why not postpone it for a year? In this year, you should find a happy child to have a happy child. In this way, the Si family will have a back."

Si Lengyue: "..."

Dad, your heart is getting so fast.

Isn’t it just in case that I’m afraid that she can’t stand it and die?
Chapter completed!