"Bloodline?Ancient Mirror?"

Although Wu Benyuan is a famous feng shui master on Hong Kong Island, he really has never heard of the blood clan.

"The Bloodline, in fact, is a vampire in the traditional sense, a special kind of human being. Tang Ding still attributes the blood clan to the human race in his heart, not for anything else, because Xing Muliu also has the characteristics of the blood clan.

Can Tang Ding say that Xing Muliu is not a human being? Of course, he hopes that Xing Muliu is the same person as himself.

"Oh, are there really vampires in the world?" In Wu Benyuan's impression, vampires only exist in legends, not in real life.

"Yes, what I just saw is that the blood clan has a vitality beyond ordinary people, strength and physical strength beyond ordinary people, and they are always far beyond ordinary people in all aspects. ”

"Oh, that's it, so do we need to call the police?"

Tang Ding shook his head, and suddenly remembered something.

Tang Ding naturally remembered the ancient mirror of the Blood Clan's holy weapon placed at home.

Tang Ding hurriedly went to his room and took out the ancient mirror. Last night, after Tang Ding came back, he casually put this ancient mirror in the room, but fortunately, the group of blood clans did not look for it.

Of course, it's not easy to find. Even a person like Tang Ding who is expected to be angry is because the outer box shields the yin qi inside, and the person who can't hope for qi is naturally even more difficult to find.

In fact, this blood clan holy weapon, the people of the blood clan have been looking for thousands of years and still can't get it, which in itself shows that the breath of the holy weapon has been covered, otherwise if the blood clan could feel this breath, maybe they would have found it a long time ago, and they would have to wait for thousands of years?

"This is the ancient mirror of the blood clan?" Wu Benyuan stretched out his hand to touch the ancient mirror, but was stopped by Tang Ding.

"Uncle Shi, don't do it. "Tang Ding has a shadow in his heart, that is, Xing Muliu originally touched this blood clan holy weapon, which caused the abnormal change in her body.

Then this holy weapon, naturally, can't be touched by Uncle Shi.

In fact, Tang Ding still has a little hope: that is, if he touches this blood holy weapon, he can really make his body mutate, and Tang Ding will not let others touch it, Tang Ding also thinks that if Xing Muliu always cares about the strangeness of his body, then Tang Ding doesn't mind letting himself mutate by touching the holy weapon, so that Xing Muliu will not have a burden.

Of course, there is no way to do it. Tang Ding will not implement it easily, at least until the expiration of the three-year period, and after he has met the master, he will ask the master for his opinion.

"I don't think there's anything special about this?" Wu Benyuan listened to Tang Ding's opinion and didn't do anything more.

"Hehe, don't you feel that as soon as this box is opened, the surrounding temperature drops by several degrees?"

After Wu Benyuan was reminded by Tang Ding, he felt that it was indeed the case.

In the surroundings of Wu Benyuan, the temperature dropped a lot. It wasn't particularly cold just now, but now Wu Benyuan felt that his teeth were a little trembling when he spoke.

Wu Benyuan took a closer look at this bland ancient mirror again. After Tang Ding's reminder, Wu Benyuan felt the details that he hadn't paid attention to before. After the box was opened, the room was much colder, but Wu Benyuan had just experienced the killing of three people, so his nerves were still in the big period, and he didn't feel the drop in the temperature of the surrounding environment.

Wu Benyuan tried to close the box, and sure enough, the temperature around him seemed to have risen a lot, it seemed that this ancient mirror was indeed strange.

"What is this?" Wu Benyuan asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing should be called a magic mirror. It is one of the thirteen holy weapons of the blood clan, and it is said that the blood can be seen on the mirror to see the past of the blood owner, and the light reflected in the mirror can affect the ability of people and blood clans, and it is said that the light itself also has a strong lethality, and it is the shield of the master of the illusion mirror. ”

Tang Ding deliberately put a lot of effort into finding information about the Thirteen Sacred Weapons of the Blood Clan after hearing that Xing Muliu was first embraced by the Blood Clan's Sacred Weapons, so now, Tang Ding has the information on the Thirteen Sacred Weapons at his fingertips.

"Can you see people's past and present lives? Isn't this the function of the Sansheng Stone?" Wu Benyuan still knows a lot about ancient Chinese legends.

The legendary Sansheng Stone records the past and present lives of people. Of course, no one who has ever been to the underworld can prove the correctness of this legend.

"Oh, it's not the past and this life, the book talks about the master's past, and it should still be a matter of this life. When Tang Ding explained to Wu Benyuan, he also had a whim, he also wanted to see his past, why don't you try it yourself?

As soon as this idea appeared, it immediately took root in Tang Ding's mind and could not be suppressed.

Tang Ding took out the Dragon Descending Magic Sword, and Wu Benyuan was stunned, "Tang Ding, what are you doing here?"

"I'm going to see if this mirror can really see my past. ”

"How can this legend be believed?" Wu Benyuan just treated what Tang Ding said as a mythical story.

However, Tang Ding did not believe that it was just a legend.

Tang Ding had already cut his finger before Wu Benyuan had time to stop it, and a drop of bright red blood dripped onto the phantom mirror.

As soon as this drop of blood drops on the magic mirror, it immediately spreads, as if a thin film is formed on the surface of the magic mirror, and then this film is quickly absorbed by the magic mirror.

Immediately the second drop of blood arrived, repeating the previous appearance, and the blood spread out, forming a brief film, which was finally absorbed by the phantom mirror.

The third drop, the fourth drop, the fifth drop.

After the fifth drop of blood was absorbed by the illusion mirror, the illusion mirror underwent a slight mutation, and the entire mirror, which was originally somewhat blackened, already had a layer of bronze.

At this time, a figure appeared in the bronze illusion mirror.

The standard is an image, and it's a silent fast-forward image.

It was a spacious room, with several white coats busy, and in the middle of the crowd there was a baby in swaddling clothes, apparently newborn.

A burly man quickly walked into the room, hugged the baby in swaddling clothes, and when he turned around, Tang Ding and Wu Benyuan clearly saw that this man was Tang Ding.

Wu Benyuan opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Tang Ding's nervous heart was about to jump out, he already knew that if this illusion mirror appeared was really the past of the blood owner, then this person who was exactly like himself was definitely not himself, he didn't have children, and there was no chance to have children around, then this person who was almost exactly the same as himself was his father, Tang Zhendong.

This baby in swaddling clothes is himself!

There is still an unsolved mystery in Tang Ding's nervous heart, that is, if he didn't see his mother, can he see his mother who has never been masked?

Finally, the baby in the swaddling baby was crying, and the man was a little reluctant to put down the baby and put it next to a woman lying on his side, the woman gently touched the baby, lifted up her clothes, and put the **** up, the baby's crying expression immediately stopped, and she sucked the sweet milk unwillingly.

Tang Ding finally saw the appearance of his mother Yu Qingying: Emei, big eyes, Tankou, Qiongbi, although the weakness of the child just gave birth made her hair a little messy, but she couldn't hide her natural beauty, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and even the maternal brilliance showed her beauty even more.

Tang Ding pressed his heart, this was the first time he had seen his biological mother in more than 20 years.

Then the picture in the phantom changed to the man and the woman, holding the baby, walking in the wind and rain.

Originally, the picture in the mirror was not clear, but Tang Ding clearly saw the wind and rain, which shows the great wind and rain at that time.

The couple carried the baby into a noodle restaurant, and the couple asked for a bowl of noodles, and no matter how loud the baby cried, the woman no longer fed the baby a mouthful of milk.

In the end, the owner of the noodle shop couldn't look at it, and after saying a few words, the man seemed to have handed him something when he left.

Tang Ding was already sure at this time that the man in the mirror was his father Tang Zhendong, the woman was his mother Yu Qingying, and the baby was himself.

The owner of that noodle shop was Master Zhang, whom Tang Ding met before, and what his father Tang Zhendong gave him was the half of the physiognomy "Seven Techniques of Yin Fu in the Book of Books".

After the couple came out of the noodle shop, the wind and rain stopped, but Tang Ding could feel that the rain in his parents' hearts did not stop.

At the entrance of the central hospital, the couple put their children on the sidewalk at the entrance of the hospital, and then in the dim light, Tang Ding also saw Tang Zhendong and Yu Qingying and his wife who were hidden behind the corner pillar not far away.

A young couple riding a bicycle happened to pass by and picked up Tang Ding, the woman sitting on the back seat of the bicycle had a painful face, but when they saw the child on the ground, the two did not hesitate to get out of the car and pick it up, looking left and right, and did not see anyone who abandoned the child in the middle of the night.

The young woman waited a little longer, and they carried the baby into the hospital.

The baby was laid beside the young woman's bedside, and the young woman wept as she breastfed the baby.

Although the young woman was young, she was not beautiful, and she could even be said to be a little ugly, but at this time, the tears on her pale face with excessive blood loss, and the action of breastfeeding the baby, were the most beautiful mother in the world.

Tang Dingdou's big tears fell.

Involuntarily, Tang Ding knew this experience, his mother Ding Caixia told him, saying that Tang Ding was a child gifted to them by God, and he happened to fall on the way to the hospital when he was in labor, and the child was dropped, and God gave them another child.

Tang Ding knew about this experience, but Ding Caixia didn't say that she was enduring the hemorrhage of the miscarriage at that time.

Tang Ding could see the pain on the faces of her parents, and they were unwilling to give up their child, but they didn't say that she was in danger of enduring the miscarriage and hemorrhage, and waited here for three minutes while holding Tang Ding in swaddling clothes.

For pregnant women with massive bleeding, every minute can save a life.

But she waited so long.

Although Tang Ding has long known that he has two fathers and two mothers, he has never seen his parents' love for him as intuitively as he does today.

Tang Ding also didn't hate his biological parents, because he could also see the helplessness when they decided to give up on themselves, as well as the pain on his mother's face and heart when he cried, yes, he cried on his face, and they hurt in his heart.