Chapter 13: Your Father's Blood Sacrificed to Youkai

After a storm of "disc action", the grandfather and grandson quickly cleaned up the messy scene. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Grandpa, I had a blood sacrifice the other day. Wanxiang patted his full belly, and after some hesitation, finally decided to confess everything.

"Hmm, which girl?" Wan Yida, who was leaning on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes and opened them, but the toothpick in his hand did not stop, and he continued to pick his teeth.

"Well, it's a plane. "Wanxiang Dao has a strange expression, and I don't know if grandpa will believe it?

In case Da "Hao" stood up from the chair, looked around Wanxiangdao, patted Wanxiangdao's shoulder vigorously, and laughed heartily: "Good guy, your father dares to sacrifice monsters with blood, you are good, the blue is better than the blue, hahaha, the blood sacrifice is a plane, even if the ancestors of the ten thousand families, they dare not pat their chests to guarantee that they can create this miracle through the ages, this three sacrifices, even if your grandfather is dead now, he is worthy of the ancestors and ancestors under the Yellow Spring." ”

Wanxiang Dao looked at his grandfather looking up to the sky and laughing, looking overjoyed, and his heart moved: "Grandpa, I have always heard you boast about how shiny our Ten Thousand Family Blood Sacrifice is, but I haven't heard you say how specific it is, I wonder about it, this blood sacrifice doesn't seem to be very reliable," Wanxiang Dao looked at the ceiling and muttered: "It shouldn't be fooling people, right?"

"Nonsense! What could be more reliable than our Ten Thousand Family Blood Sacrifice?" said in case Da reprimanded.

After a bath and a change of clothes, Wanxiang Road was taken to an antique ancestral hall.

Wanxiang Dao looked at the countless ancestral spiritual positions above the ancestral hall, although they can only kowtow during the New Year's holidays, but the highest big spiritual position with "Wanyi" written on it and the middle spiritual position of "Wanyi Sword" and "Wanyi Buddha" under its seat, Wanxiang Dao is no stranger, they are all ancestors with the highest achievements!

In case Da watched his grandson respectfully go on the incense and bow down to worship the ancestors and ancestors above, he put his hands behind his back and said solemnly to Wanxiang Dao, who was kneeling on the mat: "Since you have carried out blood sacrifices, I will also tell you about the blood sacrifices of ten thousand families." ”

"Ten thousand blood sacrifices, the origin of the long can not be examined, which is guided by the essence of blood, by the spell, by sincerity, on the top can study the changes of the world, and on the bottom can seize the creation of heaven and earth, it can be described as 。。。。。。 "In case of a piece of reminiscence.

Seeing this, in case of Da, he could only hold his forehead, throw off his sleeves, and elaborate again in popular words in a gloomy tone: "It is the so-called shared connection, life, ability, luck, and so on can be shared." ”

Wanxiang Dao instantly realized, good guy, sure enough, the bull fork boomed.

In case Da looked at his grandson with an excited face, he continued with a smile: "There is an ancestor in our family who sacrificed the sword with blood, and as a result, ten thousand swords were refined, and there was also an ancestor who admired the Buddha, and after the blood sacrifice, he turned out to be ten thousand Buddhas, I think you can also guess, that's right, it is the top ancestors." ”

Wanxiang Dao looked at the grandfather pointing to the highest few spiritual positions, and his mood was agitated.

In the living room, the grandfather and grandson sat on the chairs, and when they looked at their grandson, who was still in a state of excitement, they couldn't help but shake their heads and splash cold water on him.

"Of course, there are also ancestors who have failed, such as the blood sacrifice of arrows and the result of being pierced by ten thousand arrows, and there is also an ancestor who sacrificed thunder with blood, but unexpectedly suffered from ten thousand thunders!"

The fanatical Wanxiang Dao quickly regained his composure, sitting in his chair and thinking wildly, the ghost knew whether his blood sacrifice was successful or not.

Wanxiang Dao seemed to think of something, ran to Wanyida's side, and shook his arm: "Grandpa, there is a question that I have been holding back for a long time, is my mother really a peach demon?"

In case Da looked at his grandson who was spoiled to him with a strange face, and after a long time, you want to ask about your feelings?

Wan Xiangdao said with reason while wrenching his fingers: "Grandpa, everyone on the earth knows it, if my father is a human and my mother is a goblin, then I should be a half-demon, but I don't have the characteristics of a half-demon, it can be seen that these rumors are not credible, my parents are very likely to have an accident, you don't want me to worry about making up this lie, right? Or there is something I can't accept." Otherwise, you wouldn't have been hiding from me for so many years. ”

"Grandpa, just tell me the truth of the matter, I can bear it," Wanxiang Dao knelt down on his knees, and mysteriously pressed against Wanda to his cheek, "I didn't pick it up." ”

"Grandson, I also want to ask you, tell me honestly, are you my own grandson?"

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Wanxiang pouted, I knew that this was the case, grandpa, how long are you going to hide it from me?!

In case Da raised a cup of tea, squinted slightly and took a sip, with a certain curiosity and fascination: "My good grandson, don't go far, when can I take your grandfather, I will go to that plane to take a stroll。。。。。。? In case Da wiped the corners of his mouth in embarrassment and cleared his throat: "Ahem, go and admire the unique customs of the next foreign land!"

Wanxiang Dao held his cheek with one hand and said boredly, "It's about to collapse." ”

"Bang," in case the silver kettle that Da was carrying to pour water dropped and smashed on the coffee table, the crooked spout slowly flowed out of the steaming boiling water.

In case Da Luo sighed, his eyes were a little deep: "What's the matter?"

In case of the "forbidden land", ten thousand large study rooms.

There is a nineteen-inch LCD monitor on the smooth and shiny desk, on the screen, a young girl in a cyan cheongsam is slowly biting a string of vermilion rock sugar gourds, sitting cross-legged behind her in the background is an antique attic, a long case in front of her, on which is placed a jade spirit stick, next to an incense burner a few wisps of white smoke slowly rising.

At this time, in case Da didn't have the calmness and cynicism in front of his grandson at all, his face was anxious: "Sister Wan, what should you do?"

"Giggles, what should I do? That means your grandson won't live for seven years," the girl held a bamboo stick with only two rock sugar gourds left, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in her words, "Old immortal, that fingertip marriage is over, my granddaughter can't be widowed!"

In case Da heard the girl say this, the old bitter gourd's face was even more wrinkled: "It's all this time, Sister Wan, don't say cool words." ”

The girl stared at the thin bamboo stick that was empty between her fingers: "More than ten years ago, I calculated that your kid was destined to be doomed, but a few months ago you ridiculed me and said that my hexagram of a wonderful fairy is not accurate, hehe, blood sacrifice is a plane, it is difficult to live!"

In case Da looked at the fairy bit his red lip and the bamboo stick that was bent and broken into several pieces in his palm, that unrealistic hope was finally completely shattered, and the old man was as if his soul had been drained, and he was gloomy.

Seeing this, a trace of remorse flashed in the bottom of the fairy's heart, rubbing his eyebrows in annoyance, sorting out his thoughts, and frowning and coming up with an idea that was not an idea: "If there is a way, first find out what hole cards there are in that face, they have been disabled several times, and it is estimated that the details have been clearly felt, so if you want to fight for that glimmer of life, you can only take an unusual road!"

"Unusual road?" In case Da's eyes lit up, like grasping the last straw, he suddenly refreshed.

In case Da just stepped out of the study humming a little song, and didn't take a few steps, he saw his grandson in a sika deer print pajamas holding a pillow and a yellow blanket to greet him.

"Grandpa, I'll sleep here tonight, don't worry, whether it's pretending to be Santa Claus or rehearsing the world's first martial arts meeting, it's no problem, but don't make Gundam tonight, the difficulty factor is a bit big, disturbing the people." Wanxiang Dao, who was dressed in pajamas, said with a shy face and a flattering face.

"Follow me. In case Da beckoned to the smiling Wanxiang Dao, and with an expressionless expression, he went downstairs without delay.

"Well, good. Wan Xiang nodded obediently and followed him.

Soon, Wanxiang Dao was taken outside the gate by his grandfather, who turned around and went back to the house without saying a word.

Wanxiang looked around, and the windows of the houses everywhere showed yellow lights, "Grandpa, what are you doing here?"

"Bang" in case you step into the threshold, close the door behind you.

"Grandpa, why did you close the door? I'm still outside. Open the door that. Wanxiang patted on the door and hurriedly urged.

The old man's bitter and hoarse voice came from behind the door.

"Xiang Dao, your grandfather is old, you ran out of the whole plane this time, if there are really aliens coming to the door tonight to retaliate, how can grandpa's skeleton stand up?

"Grandpa, isn't Gundam non-negotiable? Wanxiang Dao panicked and hurriedly "retreated" a big step.

"Fuck off, my old man is not uncommon!" the old man cried, obviously remembering the scene of the two playing in the past.

"You unfilial grandson, you usually don't want to come to grandpa when you are killed, but this time you run over when you are in trouble, ho, are you willing to kill your grandfather?"

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Wanxiang Dao wanted to speak and stopped, and finally took a look at his grandfather's home, and walked away lonely with his pillow and turned around three times.

What he didn't know was that if Da looked at him in the cat's eyes, he was also in tears, leaning against the door and looking up at the ceiling and muttering: "Child, a plane that can give birth to multiple gods, even if there is a plane will, it will be so easy to let you back?"

Wiping away his tears, his eyes became firm: "Although I don't know what it wants you to come back for, don't waste any more time with grandpa, even if it's a dead end, you have to fight for a little life!"

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