Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 451 Continue on the journey.

Qi Pan noticed them approaching. She calmly patted the donkey's head, signaling it to go to sleep, and threw the herbs at hand into the fire.

There was a fire burning in the fire, and the dry herbs caught fire as soon as they were thrown in, emitting a puff of green smoke.

The dilapidated mountain temple was leaking wind everywhere, and the wind was blowing towards the door, and the green smoke also floated towards the door along with the wind.

Just as a few men approached the door and were about to rush in, they suddenly felt weak and fell to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were a few muffled thuds, and five or six people lay on the ground one after another.

All of them had sore limbs and felt weak all over. They couldn't even get up. Only their mouths could make sounds and their eyes were filled with fear.

"W-what's going on?"

"I...what happened to us? Why can't we move?"

"No, there can't be a ghost...right?"

“No, no, no, please… Please, please let me go, please spare my life…”

Everyone was scared out of their wits, regretting deeply why they had set their sights on that woman and why they came here in the middle of the night.

Qi Pan walked out of the mountain temple with a crutch, came to the men lying on the ground, and looked at their embarrassed, frightened and desperate eyes.

When the men saw Qi Pan appear, hope burst out in their eyes, “Please, please save me!”

"Yes, please save us!"

"Help, we don't know why we can't move all of a sudden, please help us call some people."

Qi Pan ignored their cries for help and her eyes fell on the sticks scattered on the ground. Are these people going to use them against her?

Among these men, Qi Pan also saw a few familiar faces, all of whom she had seen in town.

She took out the sharpened pieces of broken porcelain, which were still stained with a faint powder, which was stained by the blood of the beggars.

Qi Pan slit the throats of several people, and after making sure that there were no survivors, he returned to the mountain temple and sat next to the fire.

It seemed that she couldn't wait until dawn, so she had to leave now, as it was no longer safe here.

Qi Pan promptly packed his luggage, cleaned up all traces of himself, then left the mountain temple on the back of a donkey and walked into the darkness.

An hour after Qi Pan left, a middle-aged woman led seven or eight people to the mountain temple.

"Just ahead, that woman must be there!"

"Wang Da and his men have been gone for so long and haven't come back yet, they must have succeeded. Let's go, let's go quickly!"

This lady was the same lady who had asked for directions in the daytime.

I pointed out the way during the day, but I didn't expect that he would bring people to find me in the middle of the night.

"Ouch! Look, what's that on the ground?"

"Shh...it looks like a person."

"Go over and have a look."

The old lady was walking in front, and when she saw that it was Wang Da and his companions lying on the ground, she wondered why they were lying there.

When I got closer, I found that their necks were covered in blood, with bright red blood flowing all over the ground. Their eyes were wide open, which was really creepy!

"what!!!"

The old lady screamed and fell to the ground, crawling back using her hands and feet!

“Someone’s dead!”

"Killing!"

"Hurry! Run!!!"

A bunch of people ran away with their limbs weak and their pants wet. They stopped only after they had run a long way and saw that no one was chasing them.

The old lady collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"All, all dead, it's... so scary, huhu..."

The others looked at the old lady in shock, "Did you really see clearly? Wang Da and the others are dead?"

The others didn't even get close. They just ran away when they heard the old lady's voice. They had no idea whether the person was dead or not.

The old lady said, "I saw it clearly, it was Wang Da, his neck was covered in blood!"

"And those eyes, they were so wide open, so scary."

"Let's go over and take a look when it's daybreak. If they're all dead, Wang Da's family will cry to death if they find out."

The old lady didn’t dare to go and see it now and could only wait until dawn.

Others didn't dare to go either. Everyone was afraid of death. No one knew how Wang Da and the others died. What if they went back now and the murderer might not have gone far and killed them again?

"I think it's okay. Let's wait here until daybreak."

"Yeah, I agree."

The group of people gathered together, sat on the ground, silently keeping each other warm and looking forward to dawn.

Qi Pan on the other side was already on his way to another town.

After waiting for a long time until dawn, the aunt and her companions returned to the mountain temple again.

This time he could see clearly that the dead were indeed Wang Da and his companions. Each of them had a wound on his neck so deep that the bone was visible. Blood was all over the floor, and after a night, it had turned black and smelled bad.

"vomit!"

Some people couldn't help but dry heave.

The old lady walked into the mountain temple with trembling legs, wanting to see if there was anyone inside. But when she went in, she heard another scream!

"what!!!!"

Now she couldn't run anymore. Her legs were as soft as noodles. She sat down at the door, holding onto the door frame, pointing in one direction with her hand, shaking uncontrollably.

When others saw what was happening, they bravely came over to check, and were immediately panicked again.

"Kill, kill someone!!!"

"Oh no! Someone's been killed! Someone come quickly!!!"

Some people couldn't stand it and ran away screaming.

The remaining few people were a little braver and walked in to check under the light of the sun.

But after a while he retreated with a pale face.

It’s so, so tragic.

It's so scary.

So many people died overnight.

The officers and soldiers arrived quickly, and with them came a large number of people who came to watch the fun. The family members of Wang Da and several others waited for a whole night but saw no one coming back, so they also found the mountain god temple.

As soon as they saw the bodies of Wang Da and others, their family members rushed over, wailing and cursing.

"Oh! My son!!!"

"Who is so heartless as to harm you? My poor son died miserably!"

"Boss? Boss! Wake up!"

"If you die, how are you going to let me and my child live?! Wuuuuuu......."

The onlookers stood not far away, pointing and talking in low voices.

"Oh, so many people died. How much hatred has been inflicted on them?"

"That's right. He must have done something evil and was brought back by someone."

"Why would they come to the mountain temple for no reason? There must be a reason why they died here."

"No, I heard that all the beggars inside died too."

"Hiss! Ouch! It's so tragic......"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The officers and soldiers surrounded the scene and did not allow anyone to approach. Some people went in to check on the dead beggars, while others checked on Wang Da and several others who had died at the door.

Qi Pan was completely unaware of the shock she had caused. At the moment, she was leisurely sitting on the donkey's back and traveling.