On the street, except for brothels, other restaurants and shops have been closed long ago, and the vendors in the night market have also closed their stalls.

There shouldn't be many people on the road, but Yang Ruoqing saw someone coming from the corner of the street.

They all wore the same black robes, a black hood on their heads, lowered their heads, walked in a hurry, and did not speak or communicate. They just came over the street in groups.

When passing by the restaurant, the man walking at the back suddenly tripped and something fell from his arms to the ground.

It is a book book that has been rolled into a book cylinder.

The moment the man leaned down and picked it up, the cloak on his head fell off, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.

The few people who were walking in front stopped hearing the movement behind them. They turned around and looked at the middle-aged woman, blamed her for a few words, and then everyone left in a hurry.

Looking at their backs walking away, Yang Ruoqing felt familiar.

Suddenly I remembered that I had a leisurely trip to the countryside for vacation in my previous life. On summer afternoons, I often saw groups of country aunts and old ladies passing by in a hurry on the road at the door.

There are always a few times a week, without any hindrance.

I found it strange and asked them what they were doing. They said they would go to a nearby church for worship.

When they asked what sect they believed in, they said in unison that it was the "Chicken Head Sect".

sweat……

The group of women who were traveling in the middle of the night were also religious and rushed to worship, right?

But the problem is that in ancient times, there are only two sects that Daqi believes in, Buddhism and Taoism.

No Western sects were introduced.

Could these women be the ones who believe in the Black Lotus Sect?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing quickly jumped off the wall and tried to chase after him.

But I found that these women were gone.

Forget it, I will continue to wait tomorrow.

The most urgent task is to guard your son first, warm his heart bit by bit, and make him willing to open his mind to accept her mother.

The next morning, Yang Ruoqing got up early and went to the restaurant kitchen. She made vegetable dumplings, steamed dumplings, fried dumplings, egg dumplings, and rice dumplings for her son.

The stuffed with vegetables, mushrooms, shrimps, and red beans, rose sand...

It was filled with exquisite small plates, and each plate was filled with only two dumplings.

This way, the son can eat less badly, with many varieties and comprehensive nutrition.

Of course, she was hiding it from Chen'er again, afraid that Chen'er's anger would not go away, so she would not eat it if she knew about it.

So I asked the chef and secret guards surnamed Kang to keep it secret and asked them to send the dumplings into Chen'er's house.

She ate some porridge randomly and took a basket to Washi City, Jianye City in the past day.

It is close to the east sea, and several rivers pass by the city. Locals like to eat fresh seafood and other goods.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to go to Wa City to buy some fresh seafood and then make delicious food for Chen'er.

She felt guilty after not taking care of the children for seven years and wanted to stuff the best food in the world into his mouth, for fear that he would not have such a big appetite.

Let’s talk about Yang Ruoqing’s pick and choose in the Wa City and bought fresh and extremely tensioned little abalone, and made spicy little abalone for Chen’er at noon later.

Then I bought clams and made steamed clams for Chen'er at noon.

The pig's ribs were also chopped two pounds, and I planned to make Chen'er a crispy and fragrant grilled pork ribs at noon.

The basket in his hand became heavier and heavier, and Yang Ruoqing was still walking forward with joy. There was nothing else in this world. It was more satisfying and meaningful than preparing a lunch for his son.

Not far ahead, there was a large circle of people.

There were fierce quarrels coming from the circle, and outside the circle, there were also groups of whispering and pointing fingers.

Yang Ruoqing was buying vegetables at a nearby stall and heard the stall owner discussing this matter with the people next to her.

"The men in that family don't know what cult they believe in. They don't want to look at the doctor or take medicine when they are sick," he said.

"He is just a prime minister, but he will be over with just one endure,"

"Now, the only son in the family is sick, so he stops from looking at the doctor."

"His wife secretly went to the doctor to get medicine for the child without telling him. He knew that, so he poured all the medicine and beat his wife up."

"Fortunately, there are two brothers in this woman's house. Today, she came over and found him and beat him up. She wanted to take the woman and the child back to her parents' house. Now the two families are arguing there!"

The stall owner talked about this with the person next to him, and the person next to him was stunned.

Some of them couldn't help asking, "What kind of teaching do you believe in? Why don't you let me take medicine? You can't recover by burning incense and worshiping Buddha without taking medicine!"

"That's right, he insisted on saying that it was said by their sect, saying that as long as you believe in their sect, you will get better without taking medicine when you are sick. Isn't that nonsense..."

Yang Ruoqing listened to the conversation between the stall owner and the others, and remembered the women she saw last night in a hurry.

Could these people be bewitched by the Black Lotus Sect?

After buying the vegetables, she got up and walked towards the other side.

Sure enough, I saw a few men in the middle of the crowd pointing at the nose and cursing each other, two men scolding the other.

Although the number of other men was at a disadvantage, they were always fighting for reason and were not weak at all.

He was stammering his neck, with blue veins bulging, and he was extremely determined in his beliefs.

Faced with the threat from the two brothers-in-law, the man finally whistled to the sky and made a shocking statement:

"The elder is right. You are all evil ghosts from Nirvana hell. They come up and make fun of it, and they want to hinder my faith and practice."

"What if the family is destroyed? I'm not afraid. I'll be ascendant to become an immortal soon. At that time, I will live with the world. You will wait for decades to turn into a pile of bones, hahaha..."

After the man said this, he pushed away the onlookers like a wild beast, and ran away with a crazy smile.

He left his wife with a few children and a sick son in place, and he didn't care.

"Oh my god, what the hell is possessed? Let him become like this!" The woman fell to the ground with her sick son in her arms, crying loudly.

The others next to them were also shocked.

The two brothers-in-law also shook their heads repeatedly: "I'm crazy, this person is really crazy, and I can't save it..."

Yang Ruoqing returned to the restaurant with a basket.

I was still thinking about the Black Lotus Sect. As soon as I arrived in the backyard, I saw that the door of Chen'er's house was open.

He stood at the door, listening to the two secret guards in front of him with a solemn expression on his face.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in from outside, a trace of light flashed through Chen'er's eyes, fleeting.

He then raised his hand and the secret guard next to him stopped talking.

Chen'er walked towards Yang Ruoqing with big strides.

Seeing Chen'er coming towards him, Yang Ruoqing was delighted.

"Chen'er..."

Chen'er didn't look at her and walked straight to the front yard.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly chased after him: "Chen'er, where are you going? When will you come back? Can you come back for lunch?"
Chapter completed!