"I..." Youbai Qiji was confused.

"Go quickly!" Le Yun raised her hand, and a burst of spiritual power "grabbed" the young Qi Refining monk and threw him out.

Youbai Qiji flew out, and as soon as he flew into the backyard of the county government office, which was originally the yard where the county chief's family lived, he landed in the middle courtyard.

He didn't fall when he fell, but landed lightly on the ground without any injuries.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he heard the woman's suppressed cry. He suddenly trembled and immediately ran towards the podium behind the west wing.

I ran to the podium in one breath and heard crying coming from the last room on the south side. I turned around and ran over again, rushed through the corridor, reached the door and looked inside.

There were several bamboo couches in the house, and on one of them lay a thin little boy. The boy had his eyes closed tightly, his face was like gold paper, and he was no longer breathing.

An old woman was lying in front of the bamboo couch, stroking the boy's head and crying softly.

The child on the bamboo couch is exactly the person the fairy named to see. He is the posthumous son of one of his cousins, his nephew Youbai Jingping.

Xiao Jingjing's mother was his cousin's concubine, and the child was still in her mother's womb. His cousin died unexpectedly, and the younger cousin's sister-in-law was so sad that she almost had a miscarriage. Later, the child was saved, but the child was not raised well in her mother's womb.

The bones in the back body are extremely weak.

Because Xiao Jingjing was his cousin's only flesh and blood, the family had to go to great lengths to support him. In recent years, the plague had been rampant, and the family was worried that Xiao Jingping would also be infected by the plague.

After all, Xiao Tingping has been hiding for more than three years, but he still couldn't escape this year. Unfortunately, he was also infected with the plague in the past few months and suffered several dangerous attacks.

He never thought that the fairy would ask about his nephew Bai Jingjing when he came. He thought that Xiao Jingping could hold on until the clouds cleared and the sun could shine, but unexpectedly... he left before he could see the fairy.

Youbai Qiji's heart palpitated, and he thought of the fairy urging him to take the people away quickly, regardless of whether the people were saved or not. He rushed into the house, picked up the lifeless child, turned around and ran out.

The grandma who was taking care of the child couldn't suppress the grief in her heart because she saw the young master Ning Ning take his last breath. She didn't pay attention to her surroundings. When she saw the young master being taken away, she hurriedly got up and chased after him.

The old grandma ran a few steps and recognized that the person who took away the young master was Mr. Qi Ji, so she stopped chasing him. The young master Jing Jing had been lingering on the sickbed for a long time. The ancestors and other gentlemen saw the child a few days ago and knew that he was a child.

He was about to die soon, and despite his heartache, he told his family that if one day Xiao Jingjing couldn't bear it anymore, they would let him go, so as not to suffer any more pain.

The young master has not been feeling well this afternoon, and the old lady and his wife also came to visit. They knew that the child might not be able to be kept, so they did not report to the ancestor for medical treatment.

The old mama guessed that Mr. Qi Ji was carrying Mr. Ning Jing to give him one more look before arranging his burial. Her tears fell again. She wiped away her sweat and went back to the house to pack the clothes and supplies of young Mr. Ning Jing.

Bai Qiji held his nephew in his arms and ran out of the county office without changing his tone all the way. He rushed to the ancestor in front of the director's shed on the school field and sadly delivered a mourning letter: "Ancestor, little tranquility... he he...

went……"

When the fairy threw Qi Ji back to the county government office, Patriarch Bai chased him back to the backyard of the county government office with his spiritual consciousness, and knew from the sound that his great-great-grandson Jing Jing was gone.

He glanced at the lifeless child in Qi Ji's arms, with a sad look in his eyes: "It's better to go... so as not to suffer the consequences."

Everyone nearby heard that Bai's young master Ning Jing was gone, and they couldn't help but express sadness. Young master Ning Jing's father was seriously injured by a monster and died unfortunately while protecting the team that delivered rice to the victims. They all hope that Bai's son Ning Jing died.
Chapter completed!