Nie Xiaoqian, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding a wooden balloon in the other hand, appeared outside Daoxiang Village.

The crops in Daoxiang Village have been harvested, but from time to time, you can see people picking up fallen grains in the fields with baskets.

Nie Xiaoqian did not throw away the collected wood energy, but just supported it and floated towards Gu Niang Temple.

Half an hour later, she appeared in the square in front of Gu Niang Temple and found that the porridge shed had been demolished, the pot was gone, and blood was vaguely seen on the ground.

Under the shade of trees on both sides, many refugees were crying around several ragged bodies.

But when Nie Xiaoqian passed by, they all raised their heads and stared at her, their eyes either curious, jealous, greedy, or hatred.

Compared with the lack of conditions and the refugees who had not washed up for several months and were unkempt and dirty, Nie Xiaoqian was undoubtedly too clean.

Although she had changed her clothes, she now had a cloth skirt and a plain face facing the sky, but the lotus came out of the clear water and was naturally decorated. In the eyes of the refugees, she was still so icy and snowy that she did not attract dust.

But no one goes forward to try to contact, whether it is curiosity, jealousy, hatred, or even greed.

Because most of them recognize Nie Xiaoqian who appeared in Gu Niang Temple several times, they know that Nie Xiaoqian and Chen Yuci are like sisters. Chen Yuci is not only very skilled in martial arts, but also has a huge force behind them. Although they are dissatisfied, they dare not provoke Chen Yuci in person.

When you can't vent, you just talk a few words behind your back and curse a few words.

Nie Xiaoqian was confused. Looking at these refugees, I just felt that their situation was miserable and very pitiful.

If she was not a ghost, but a human, and was entangled by hunger, cold and heat, she might not have ended up much better.

Good and bad fortune depend on each other, and it is indeed difficult to have a fixed number.

Nie Xiaoqian, who had no choice but to be at the situation of the refugees, sighed and walked through the smoky main hall and arrived at the backyard.

The Chen family member who was guarding the gate of the yard disappeared at this time. She felt a little confused and walked into the backyard. Seeing Chen Yuci sitting in the pavilion in the yard, she was motionless and staring blankly.

I don’t know if it’s because of the intimacy or the reason, but Nie Xiaoqian can be said to be silent when she came and went, before she could walk beside Chen Yuci, Chen Yuci seemed to have noticed it and suddenly turned around.

Looking back, I saw Nie Xiaoqian walking over. Chen Yu's poems broke through the sunrise. The gloomy and sorrow on his face were gone, and he was overjoyed: "Sister, you are finally back."

Chen Yuci was very happy when they met again after a small separation.

Nie Xiaoqian talked to Chen Yuci for a while, and then asked what she had just seen: "Yuci, what happened outside?"

Chen Yuci's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he cried and talked about the stampede incident that occurred in the porridge and some subsequent situations.

Not long after the stampede, the dying refugees died soon after. However, not long after, the relatives and friends of the dead refugees were incited by someone, and blamed their death on the Chen family's servants and even Chen Yuci.

Dozens of refugees gathered and demanded that the Chen family kill people and pay their lives.

In fact, if Chen Yuci had not done his best to give porridge every day, many of these refugees would have starved to death a month ago.

Chen Yuci was both wronged and angry. With a flash of lightning, he suddenly took action and taught the refugees who were leading the trouble, and then suppressed the matter.

If she hadn't had her extremely high martial arts skills that shocked other refugees who were about to move, even greater turmoil would have happened.

Chen Yuci said pitifully: "Sister, how can they do this?"

Nie Xiaoqian had no choice but to comfort her, "It's hard to predict people's hearts, and it's not impossible to promote Mien and fight against Mien."

Chen Yuci nodded, put away his crying, looked back and saw the wooden balloon holding Nie Xiaoqian in his hand, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Nie Xiaoqian was determined to dispel Chen Yuci's depression, and then smiled and said, "Do you want to see it?"

She collected wood energy for crops. Now that the crops have been harvested, the wood energy has lost its effect.

Chen Yuci nodded, his face full of hope.

Nie Xiaoqian smiled and looked at her, lifted up the wooden balloon in her hand high, and as the rotation was rotated, the green spots centrifuged away, like green fireflies, spreading around.

When this little green fell in the courtyard and fell on the withered oleander, the dead branches of the oleander were automatically blown away, and then a magical picture appeared in front of Chen Yuci.

I saw that the branches of dried oleander melted into the green, and tender buds could be seen to the naked eye. As the dead branches trembled slightly, the tender buds grew slowly. After half an hour, the tender buds grew into leaves, and the branches drew buds that were about to bloom.

This is even more amazing than the sudden spring breeze coming and thousands of pear blossoms blooming.

Chen Yuci walked to the oleander as if he couldn't believe his eyes, and carefully reached out his hand, touched the tender green bamboo leaves, and sniffed the flower bud.

After a while, she was overjoyed and shouted, "Sister, this is all true."

Nie Xiaoqian replied: "Of course it's true."

Then Chen Yuci asked, "Dry wood flies spring, sister, are you a god?"

Nie Xiaoqian smiled and asked back, "Do you think I look like a god?"

Chen Yuci nodded solemnly and replied: "When I first saw my sister in the temple, I felt that she was a god."

Nie Xiaoqian said sadly: "I also hope I am a god. I don't have to turn stones into gold. As long as the magical power of turning sand into rice can benefit all people. Unfortunately, this is just a small spell, and its effect can be played is really limited."

She used Yi Wood Art to travel around and collect wood energy everywhere, but she only saved the crops in a village in Daoxiang Village.

Chen Yuci didn't believe it very much: "Sister is really not a god?"

Nie Xiaoqian replied: "The wood energy can make the oleander grow leaves and bloom, as if it is spring, but if it does not rain and there is no water, when the wood energy is exhausted, it will not take long before the oleander will wither and die again."

Like the initiation of wood energy, Chen Yuci turned the withered oleander alive. The eyes-opening Chen Yuci was excited for a long time until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and he fell asleep reluctantly.

Nie Xiaoqian naturally didn't need to sleep. She thought she wouldn't have to collect wood energy anymore, and wanted to calm down and write something, but she felt confused when she picked up the pen several times in the study. Finally, she put the pen down and floated out of the backyard.

Compared to the quiet backyard, the front hall of the main hall was crowded with people everywhere, and they slept all over the ground. The night wind was howling, and the refugees who were short of food and clothing were shivering into a cold.

Seeing them trembling and unable to sleep, Nie Xiaoqian thought of the jade slip of the word "fire".

She had tried to go in and find out what was going on, but was forced out by the fire inside, so she couldn't imagine it at this time.

With a slightly frown, Nie Xiaoqian patrolled the side hall of the main hall. When she was about to go back, she suddenly saw two blurred figures sneaking out from the ground, with a short posture to describe it as being vulgar. They passed through several walls one after another and entered the side yard.

The side yard is the location of the kitchen, and there is a well called Guniangjing.
Chapter completed!