The mayor pushed open the door and respectfully invited Mo Qing to enter the door, not daring to slack off, and said, "The old ancestor has been waiting in the main hall for a long time. "It's the person that the ancestor wants to see, so naturally I have to respectfully ask for it to come back.

Mo Qing stepped into the door, frowned slightly, and then relaxed, and walked behind the mayor with an expressionless face, looking around, the house was not big or small, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and gusts of wind blew from time to time.

A sense of disobedience arises, but it is impossible to find out where this feeling of disobedience and incongruity exists.

The main hall and the offering hall are connected together, and when he walks into the main hall, a strong sandalwood fragrance hits, and Mo Qing locks the person sitting in front of the rows of offering cards at a glance, wearing a feather crown, his face is like a crown of jade, his lips are red and his teeth are white, wearing a loose Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged on the offering table, and accepting the offerings of future generations.

The appearance is not as stunning as Mo Qing, but there is an extraordinary charm in the ordinary.

The mayor didn't dare to raise his head, lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Ancestor, the Mo family has been invited, but is it wrong?"

Mo Qing looked at him and said, "Have we met?" This look seemed familiar, but there was a feeling that he had never seen it.

The mayor of the town was a little surprised when he heard Mo Qing's words, but he still felt that he should have recognized the wrong person, since he could remember, the old ancestor has been sitting on this offering table, not moving for half a minute all day long, even the grandfather also knelt down respectfully and called the old ancestor, this old ancestor is also mysterious, this strange appearance of the ageless... In short, he is the person he fears the most.

Without waiting for the ancestor to speak, the mayor consciously withdrew from the main hall, gently led the door, and stood at the door. I didn't dare to eavesdrop, I couldn't overhear anything, it was quiet, there was no sound.

In the west courtyard, Li Liang sat in the courtyard, gently wiping a seven-star copper coin sword, and Liu Sanniang also sat next to him, looking at the blooming flowers.

After a long silence, Liu Sanniang came back to her senses, looked at the person in front of her, and said: "That girl's life and death are unknown, and she is destined to be fated, and your plan is half successful, when will you do it?"

Li Liang put down the seven-star copper coin sword, Zhang Xue's life and death were unknown, and he hadn't seen her for several months. He opened his mouth and said, "Wait and see." ”

Liu Sanniang looked at him with an expressionless face and turned away, stood up, looked at the discolored sky, frowned, and sighed slightly: "Wait and see... What has changed?" grabbed a handful of fish food and threw it into the lake, watching the nine carp compete for food.

Li Liang returned to the room, looked at a gourd on the table of the Eight Immortals, picked it up, opened the wooden cork, and poured out the two imps.

The two little ghosts were lying on the ground, their bodies translucent, as if they had been blown away by the wind. He cried out weakly: "Please let us go, we don't know anything, we just listen to that woman, we will be devoured by her if we don't listen." ”

Li Liang ignored the two little ghosts, raised the teacup, and smelled the tea in the cup.

In the east courtyard, the green ghost squatted at the door, watching Mo Qing walk by, and then looking at the southeast direction, I don't know when the master will come back?

Mo Qing returned to Zhang's house silently, returned directly to the room, came to the bed, looked at Zhang Xue who was sleeping, a black box appeared in his hand, opened the black box, and a tempting fragrance wafted out, and there was a blood-red pill inside. Slender fingers gently picked up the red ball, put it in her mouth, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and fed her food.

As night fell, a slight chill hit people, and the mayor who was sitting on the steps was awakened by the cold, looked around, looked back at the main hall behind him, and didn't know if the two of them had finished talking?

On the other side, Zhang Gui, who was hurrying, stopped, and watched the wound on his palm heal at a speed visible to the naked eye by the moonlight, the pain disappeared, and his hand tore off his bloodstained clothes, watching the wound on his body recover as before.

Ghost Zhang frowned slightly, and he was puzzled in his heart, and he didn't know the answer until he went back. Suddenly, there was a slight pain in his chest, and he looked down at the white skull that gradually appeared on his chest, and the skull was jumping, as if he wanted to break free from this layer of skin and jump out. Bite your finger and point it on the skull, press it back, and draw a blood charm on the skull to suppress it.

The lights were dim in the distance, and there seemed to be a village, but Zhang Ghost did not continue to hurry, planning to go to the village for a night.

The night passed peacefully, the birds on the branches chirped, Huang Nianzhu walked out of the door, as usual, doing housework, but walked a little more, turned to the backyard, glanced at the closed door, and then walked to the kitchen.

In the room, Zhang Xue opened her eyes, felt as if she had had a long dream, came back to her senses, looked at the face close at hand in front of her, as long as she raised her head, she could touch his thin pale pink lips, and couldn't help but hold her breath.

Mo Qing opened her eyes and said softly, "Why don't you breathe?" When he looked down at her, he kissed her lips lightly, and saw that her little face was flushed before leaving her lips.

Zhang Xue said: "No... I'm hungry, I'm going to find my mother!"

Mo Qing got up and sat on the bed, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, drawing an arc, and looked down at a pair of small shoes on the ground.

A voice came from afar: "Mother... Mother..."

Huang Nianzhu, who was washing the dishes, stopped his movements, and told himself over and over again that he was hallucinating, maybe the little baby next door was looking for his mother... Her own Cher is still sleeping...

Zhang Xue trotted over, stopped and stood on the threshold, looked at the familiar back, directly rushed over and hugged her waist, and shouted sweetly: "Mother, Xue'er is hungry!"

Huang Nianzhu's body trembled, looked down at the villain holding herself, afraid that this was an illusion, looking at her little face, it was Xue'er who she thought about day and night, hugged her in her arms, hugged her tightly, felt her slightly cool temperature, and said tremblingly: "Well, Xue'er is playing next to her, and my mother will do it right away." ”

Zhang Xue nodded, sat on the bench next to her, and shook her feet.

Huang Nianzhu turned her back to her and secretly wiped away her tears, her own Xue'er came back, quickly wiped her hands, and began to cook, she couldn't let Xue'er go hungry!

Zhang Xue grinned, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, raised her head and looked at Mo Qing who was standing beside her, uh... But there was no imaginary scolding, I saw him squat down, holding his feet in one hand, and wiping the dust on his feet with a handkerchief in the other, and putting on his shoes.

Huang Nianzhu watched from the side, and secretly pursed her lips and smiled, it was a good thing that this Mo Qing could be good to Xue'er, and at the same time, she was faintly worried in her heart, after all, people and ghosts have different paths, and how it will develop in the future is an unexpected thing.