Chapter 182 Attracting your patron saint Shen Dinghai followed Ran Ran's words and just ran around the hill when he heard the rustling of people. He quickly hugged Yunxiang and hid in a small cave. Under the cover of lush grass, Wang Hei and the two villagers did not discover him. Shen Dinghai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Ran Ran had obviously overestimated the villagers' IQ, and they had never thought of following the blood traces to find people. He carefully lifted up the hem of Yun Xiang's skirt, and saw that her originally snow-white legs had become ferocious. Shen Dinghai couldn't help but think of the poor girl Dongsheng told about. [How many cuts did this take... Even without that vicious soul-locking curse, it would have been difficult for Yunxiang to survive such a serious injury. 】 He clasped his hands toward Yunxiang and closed his eyes. [Yunxiang, all this is to save you, no offense intended. 】 After saying this silently in his heart, Shen Dinghai took out the dry and brittle grass from his coat pocket, many of which had been broken into powder while walking around with Yunxiang on his back. [It’s good, and it saves me the trouble of pinching it with my hands. 】
Shen Dinghai carefully sprinkled the herbal powder on Yun Xiang's wound. He immediately saw that the rolled flesh was drawn inward, and the blood that was constantly overflowing also slowed down significantly. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide. [My cousin also said that this medicine is of no use. How modest! 】 While spreading the medicinal powder, Shen Dinghai couldn't help but feel that Ranran's little cloth bag was so magical. Not only can it hold a lot of things, but it can also preserve things very well. The herbs that have been dried and crispy in the sun will not be damaged even if they are carefully packed in boxes. But when my cousin took the herb out of the bag, it turned out to be a complete piece, with all the roots intact. Shen Dinghai felt that the bag should be as magical as the storage space in the novel about cultivating immortals. If possible, he really wanted to get into it and see how his cousin's various things were stored. The green grass stretched from the gray stone cave to the vicinity of the blood-stained wedding sedan. The paper bearers and musicians stood motionless in place. In a short distance, one is saving people and the other is killing. When Shen Dinghai saw Wang Hei beating someone to death, the powder in his hand shook and spread out of the way. Later, when Wang Hei dragged him over, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. Once it was confirmed that the dangerous elements were gone, Shen Dinghai did not dare to delay at all, and ran away with Yunxiang in his arms. When he was about to go find Ran Ran, Shen Dinghai suddenly realized something. He doesn't know the way. It was obviously impossible to return the same way. Most of the men in the village were gathered outside the shrine and chanting. "Which way did my cousin and the others take?" He was heartbroken, "It doesn't matter, as long as no one discovers them, they can walk anywhere in the mountains!" By the time Shen Dinghai went through all the hard work to find Ran Ran, he was already in a state of embarrassment. But the Yue Xiang in his arms was fine. I wonder if the herbs had played a role. Yue Xiang's face was no longer as pale as before, and some of its color had returned. Now, she looked like she was sleeping peacefully.
The woman in the house was shocked, "How did you get the bride here?! Isn't she waiting for an auspicious moment in the stone room at the back to be married?" Ranran lowered her eyelashes sarcastically. Therefore, the women in the village only knew about the stone chamber at the bottom, but they did not know that there was a thousand-person cave built above the stone chamber. This is the wisdom of men, which only lets women know part of the truth, but makes them think that is the whole truth. Shen Dinghai looked at Ran Ran blankly, "Isn't the matter settled?" Ran Ran said helplessly: "We talked about cooperation, but we haven't talked about Yunxiang yet." Shen Dinghai frowned, a little wary, "Since we can cooperate, saving Yunxiang is just a matter of course. You won't go and tell the truth, right?" Ran Ran shook her head at him, "To cooperate, the most important thing is trust." "But Wang Hei is not hers..." Shen Dinghai finally shut up under Ran Ran's gaze. The woman had a complicated expression, but she didn't say anything. She just stood up and motioned to Shen Dinghai to put Yunxiang on her bed. Shen Dinghai casually glanced at this simple room and saw no daily necessities belonging to men. "Are you sleeping here alone?" The woman, Shui Gu, shook her head with a sullen face. She tucked Yunxiang into a quilt and didn't mind at all that Yunxiang's blood had soiled her bed. She walked back to the lobby in silence, and only spoke after seeing Ran Ran and Wu Pannan. "He doesn't like sleeping with me, which suits me just fine." Why did a group of four people come to Shui Gu's house? In addition to Ran Ran wanting to know more details about the evil god, they also needed to reach cooperation with Shui Gu, or in other words, with all the women in the village who were like Shui Gu. Ran Ran had already planned her way out when she decided to save Yunxiang. She has always been a person who doesn't like to take risks unless the situation is critical enough to do so. As for their current situation, it is obvious that they have not reached that point yet, and they have not yet fallen into despair. If Yunxiang wants to be saved, she can lose her power, but she cannot let Shen Dinghai and Wu Pannan fall into danger with her. If she alone is not enough to deal with Master Ruan, who protects this village, then the evil god together will be enough. Shui Gu looked at Ran Ran with wonder in her eyes. This look injected brilliance into her eyes, allowing her to temporarily get rid of the state of the walking dead. "You are bolder than I thought." Ran Ran stared at Shui Gu for a moment, "We need your answer." "There's nothing I can't do. Life is already like this. How can it be worse? Death is the worst I can do, but I feel relieved after death." "But I can't speak for anyone else." Ran Ran said firmly: "Yes, if you can do it, Shui Gu, then they can do it too, because your situation is the same." "As long as you unite together, you will definitely succeed. Your gods will come for you and let the men in the village get the punishment they deserve." The light in Shui Gu's eyes grew brighter and brighter, but she just said: "Is this really possible? I always thought...the evil god was just a dream of mine..."
Ran Ran's voice was soft, as if it contained some magic power. "How could it be just your fantasy? You are obviously one of the few people in the village who has come into contact with the evil god." Shui Gu's eyes turned red, "It's because only I have seen it and no one else has seen it, so all this is more like my dream." "It was because I was dissatisfied with my current life that I dreamed of a god who could save me." Ran Ran said firmly: "Your ex-husband is dead." "This is irrefutable proof." Shui Gu murmured, "Many men in the village said that I was the one who killed him. Don't you think so?" Ranran smiled, "If you could torture your ex-husband to that extent, then all the men in Good Village would have died long ago." "They don't have brains, but I do." Ran Ran said softly: "Shui Gu, you shouldn't run away and use dreams as an excuse to paralyze yourself. These are all things you have experienced personally. You obviously want your ex-husband's retribution to come to more men." "Now is the opportunity." Shui Gu's lips trembled, and Ran Ran realized that the words of escape were forced back into her stomach, and she smiled more sincerely. Finally, Shui Gu looked at Ran Ran. "Then what should I do?" Ran Ran handed the dagger to Shui Gu. "Use this to slit your wrists in front of the shrine. Not only you, but also the women in Good Village will do the same to you." "Your blood will attract your patron saint."