Chapter 246: Chen Baiqing's Action
"I currently know only this much. If you want to know more, there might be more secrets in the ancestral hall."
Zhou Ping nearly spat out all the information he could know.
He briefly explained when Ancestor Zhou started becoming abnormal, who in the village was most suspicious, and the situation of every ritual.
At this point, this little girl with the rabbit mask might really be his last hope.
Compared to a silent and helpless ending, Zhou Ping wanted to struggle once no matter what, even if it was still in vain.
Chen Baiqing's gaze did not fluctuate much; this was the first time she could help her master.
If possible, she didn't want to mess things up.
She could pass through that barrier entirely because it had no blocking ability. Chen Baiqing could rely on the physical body of a Golden Core True Person to squeeze in hard.
Chen Baiqing's innate ability could confuse spiritual power, but it didn't mean her spiritual power could also be concealed.
So after passing through the barrier, Chen Baiqing, who didn't know the specific situation, didn't use divine powers extensively to extract information.
What if there were rituals inside the barrier that could sense spiritual power?
Master taught by words and deeds that one must plan for the worst in everything and not place hope on things like miracles.
However, Master seemed to have said an exception—except for one's own Eldest Senior Sister.
These words were a bit strange... but Eldest Senior Sister's luck was indeed quite good.
After entering the barrier, Chen Baiqing also quickly determined the candidate Zhou Ping based on her own ability.
Everyone else in the village was basically fanatical and eager, but Zhou Ping alone had a sense of despair that looked half-dead.
At first glance, she understood that this person was highly likely a unique unlucky fellow.
Currently, everything was going smoothly.
And this unlucky fellow looked like his brain was still somewhat clear, and there was some eagerness in the eyes looking at her.
Very obviously, his will to survive was still very heavy.
Chen Baiqing quickly judged that this kid could be used, but if danger was encountered, it was very likely he would sell her out first.
But nothing was truly safe and worry-free.
If spiritual power couldn't be used, Chen Baiqing was just a delicate little girl who relied on her body to single-handedly kill a hundred tigers at the same time.
Secondly, Chen Baiqing felt that except for Master, probably no one could sell her.
Having made up her mind, Chen Baiqing spoke: "In that case, lead the way."
"Ah? Me?!" Zhou Ping's expression couldn't hold back a bit.
Chen Baiqing nodded gently: "Yes, you."
"I am such a waste, besides dragging legs, I really don't know what I can do." Zhou Ping felt his scalp tingle and hurriedly spoke.
"Great Immortal, if you don't know the way, can I just point it out to you?"
Chen Baiqing said naturally: "I naturally know the way, but you seem not to have seen the road I pointed out to you."
Zhou Ping's mind went over this sentence slightly and knew Chen Baiqing's meaning—I pointed out a path of survival for you, but you seem not to cherish it.
Since things had come to this, Zhou Ping could only strive for the benefits he could strive for. He asked in a low voice:
"...Then can you walk in front?"
"If it's hitting your head, that's fine."
Zhou Ping: "..."
No wonder it's the style of an Immortal, sure enough, only mortals would care about face.
He also understood that this Great Immortal was only easy to talk to in terms of height appearance.
Forget it, things had reached this step, shrinking back was just waiting for death, it would be better to risk one's life to fight.
"You wait." Zhou Ping walked to the bottom of the bed and took out the big medicine basket used for collecting herbs previously.
Everyone in the village knew each other. A little girl wearing a white rabbit mask and wearing luxurious clothes late at night, if this was seen.
One could probably skip the interrogation phase and directly enter the execution phase.
Zhou Ping carefully took out a few leaves and looked at Chen Baiqing. This person was an Immortal, although not much face, but this behavior was somewhat wimpy.
She might not agree to really hide in this medicine basket.
What words should be said so as not to anger this Great Immortal?
However, what Zhou Ping absolutely didn't expect was that this Great Immortal didn't want any immortal face at all, didn't even ask, and directly took the medicine basket from his hand.
Without saying a word, she sat down cross-legged.
Chen Baiqing's figure was slender, but the medicine basket wasn't that big either. After sitting cross-legged, it was just barely enough space.
She looked up at the somewhat stunned Zhou Ping: "Time is tight, set off quickly."
"Okay, excuse me, I'll cover the lid."
"Mn."
Zhou Ping hurriedly put the lid on, then gathered his strength to carry the medicine basket on his back and stood up abruptly, only to find that the Great Immortal behind him wasn't actually heavy, and could even be considered light.
The medicine basket was woven from bamboo rattan, after all, it wasn't used to hold water, so it wasn't airtight.
Chen Baiqing could still see the situation outside slightly through some gaps.
The scenery outside the basket changed slightly, Zhou Ping walked out the door and started heading towards the newly built ancestral hall.
The ceremony was tedious, and there were many movements of kowtowing and praying.
Doing a set honestly was actually very tiring.
After returning home, most people would rest and look forward to becoming the lucky one the next day.
So on the dilapidated dirt road, Chen Baiqing looked through the gaps and didn't see a single villager still outside.
Then it could be deduced that these villagers were extremely likely to still have self-consciousness, rather than being purely controlled.
Walked for a moment, Zhou Ping suddenly stumbled.
Just when Chen Baiqing thought there was some situation and this somewhat smart boy wanted to use this method to reveal news to herself.
Zhou Ping's bottom voice came, the voice was very small and subtle, almost like a mumbling self-talk.
However, Chen Baiqing could still hear clearly relying on her Golden Core cultivation.
"Sorry... it's too dark, I can't see the road."
Chen Baiqing just felt speechless hearing this. She originally thought her Fifth Junior Brother was unreliable enough.
Sure enough, only after going out and seeing the world did she understand that Master's judgment was actually not bad.
Fifth Junior Brother like this was already considered a talent.
Fortunately, Chen Baiqing herself didn't have any expectations for Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping waited for a moment, didn't perceive any movement from the Great Immortal in the basket, and his originally somewhat nervous heart calmed down.
Now it was not far from the newly built ancestral hall.
A normal village only had the newly built ancestral hall hanging big red lanterns regardless of time, very easy to recognize.
Zhou Ping could already see the light of the big red lanterns from where he stood now.
Just as he planned to lean forward.
"Zhou Ping, not sleeping at this time, what are you doing here?"
From the shadows of the house, a middle-aged uncle walked out with a slightly hunched back, looking at Zhou Ping carrying the big basket with dull eyes.
"Uncle Zhou... I'm going to pick White Lotus Seeds. If the price the merchant collects is high, I want to save some money to marry a wife."
"Late at night, can you see clearly? Why not go during the day?"
"The moonlight is good today, I can see clearly."
"Need to be this hardworking? Just worship Ancestor Zhou more, wouldn't that be enough? Let Ancestor Zhou promise you a wife, wouldn't that be good?"
"It's precisely because I worshiped Ancestor Zhou today that I'm going to pick White Lotus Seeds. With Ancestor Zhou's protection, I will definitely pick more. As for Ancestor Zhou promising me a wife, wouldn't that have to let Uncle Zhou you come first?"
"Heh... you kid really have a sweet mouth."
Chen Baiqing listened to the conversation between the two in the basket, and also listened to the footsteps of this 'Uncle Zhou' gradually approaching.
Very obviously, Zhou Ping's answer didn't satisfy Uncle Zhou.
"Kid... your basket seems quite heavy, does Uncle Zhou need to give you a hand?"
"Empty basket, how can it be heavy? No need, Uncle Zhou..."
"Empty basket? How come it doesn't look like it to me?!"
Uncle Zhou's originally slow and dull movements suddenly accelerated. Zhou Ping didn't even react.
A remnant shadow flashed past, and the lid behind him was lifted open.
Uncle Zhou's gaze had already looked into the basket.
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