For more than two thousand years, each generation of the Xiang clan has inherited a variety of different world curses, but each time there is no danger that either the idea is avoided or resolved.

But this time, when it was his turn, he was not so lucky.

Since he was born, not long after he can remember, there are masters in Xiang No. 1 Middle School who watch the stars at night, deduce gossip, and calculate that the son of the Xiang clan will inherit the world curse of "birth to destroy the clan" six hundred years later.

Born to destroy the clan, which means that the fate of the son-in-law was born is to let the Xiang clan perish.

This time, no one can break the curse.

"It's better to use a desperate method to uproot the entire world curse and completely cut it off, so that this curse of exterminating the race is not to be feared. The master man came up with this bold idea.

Since he couldn't break the curse of extermination, he simply cut off the curse that had lasted for more than 2,000 years.

"Blood Sacrifice Spellcaster's Ancestor Powerful Ghost!"

In order to completely crack a spell, it is necessary to sacrifice the blood of the caster, and if the ancestor is dead, then a new ghost will be created that inherits the blood of the ancestor.

Fu Xue, who is the second son of the patriarch, was chosen to plant the new ghost.

And it was none other than the mantra itself that chose him.

He is known to be Fu Xue, and the mantra he bears is "eternal life".

The soul of the middle spell of immortality is immortal, and after the death of the body in each life, the soul will automatically continue to reincarnate in the next generation of Xiang clan sons-in-law, and the lifespan is no different from that of ghosts.

And more than 600 years later, when his divine soul was the turn of Xiangyu, the son of the Xiang clan, it was this Xiangyu who was burdened with the curse of "being born to destroy the clan".

Instead of watching himself as Xiangyu destroy his family more than 600 years later, it is better to take precautions from now on and shoulder the responsibility of saving the family and breaking the curse.

This is the original intention of planting and raising moon fences.

Withdrawing from her thoughts, Fu Xue's eyelashes trembled slightly, her body moved, and her long blue hair swayed slightly on the side of her shoulders with the night breeze.

In the distance, under the hedge, Moon Hedge crouched in front of her, using a small shovel to dig into a pit where a large pile of fresh earth had been dug up earlier.

Soon she dug out a jar of wine.

Yue Liang stood up happily, carrying the wine jar back and forth with one hand, smiling happily at Fu Xue and the tanuki slave, her red dress flying like a cluster of flames, and a pair of deer eyes flashed with a bright glow, seeing Fu Xue's body tumbling with a burst of heat.

Mian Liang staggered closer with a jar of wine, sat down next to Fu Xue, lifted the lid of the wine, and a clear aroma of Lihua wine instantly came to his nose.

A few days before and after the Midyear Festival every year, there is always an unwritten rule of drinking fence flower wine in the fence fast.

After drinking, Fu Xue, Moon Fence and the Tanuki slave master and servant will brew a new hedge flower wine for the next year's Midyear Festival, and bury it under the hedge flower tree together.

Yueli crossed the lid of the wine jar over the table and handed it directly to the tanuki slave opposite.

"Tanuki, warm wine!" said Yueli a little drunk.

When she withdrew her hand, her body was unstable and fell straight towards the position where Fu Xue was inside, Fu Xue quickly reached out to catch her, and then leaned her against the stone pillar behind her.

When he withdrew his hand, he took a sip of the wine glass, and there was an aroma of wine from the hedge flower in his nose, which was slowly coming from the few fingertips he had held the moon fence just now.

The wine on the stove boiled, and white gas spewed out along the mouth of the stove.

The tanuki slave who was in charge of warming the wine had already fallen asleep from drunkenness, and the sound of snoring mixed with the sound of boiling water in the wine cup on the stove echoed in this corner of the courtyard.

Fu Xue lifted the long blue hair in front of her to her shoulders, got up and brought the wine cup on the stove to her, filled her wine glass, and then took it up and tasted it step by step.

The sound of light and long breathing sounded beside him, and Fu Xue looked sideways, and Yue Liang had fallen asleep unconsciously.

He smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, withdrew his gaze, and continued to drink alone.

The night breeze rises, the hedge trees in front of them sway slightly with the wind, the huge white canopy resounds, and countless hedge petals fall with the wind, or sink into the dust under the trees, or fly and scatter everywhere.

In her sleep, Yue's body moved slightly, and then slowly slipped to the ground.

There were two or three white petals slowly falling down, stopping between her eyebrows and her tall and small nose, which made her a little itchy, Yueli frowned slightly, and her face shook slightly back and forth.

Fu Xue let out a chuckle and couldn't help but reach out to remove the petals.

As soon as his fair, slender and bony fingers approached the petals, another gust of wind rose, and the petals flew away.

Before his fingertips could evacuate, he suddenly touched a faint warmth.

Fu Xue's figure was motionless, and her eyes were quietly staring at the sleeping stunner in front of her.

The brass bells hanging from the beams of the roof made a crisp sound, the hedgerows were still swaying gently, the fire had been extinguished, and the warm wine had cooled.

The touch between the lips and teeth is soft and warm.

Because of the ghost's misfortune, Fu Xue leaned over at this time and pressed her lips against the two rosy lip flaps of the moon fence that was lying flat and sleeping soundly.

The two breaths intersect, and the fragrance of the hedge flower fills it.

Fu Xue felt even more drunk.

A low sigh came from his lips.

"Lost books. Fu Xue sat up and forced herself to pull away.

A white light flashed out, and a hermit-level ghost master dressed in purple was already standing in front of Fu Xue in a blink of an eye, and he bowed down and answered in a deep voice, "What does Gongzi command?"

"Yin'an's hedge flowering period, I want to give it to her, you may help me achieve it?"

Mishu didn't hesitate at all, and immediately replied: "The subordinates are determined to complete the son's life!"

After finishing the fanbook, he took out his flute, put it to his lips and played it.

The sound of the flute was crisp and graceful, and countless notes flew out from the hedge, burrowing into the place where the countless hedgerows and trees were.

Overnight, all the hedge flowers in Yin'an withered and withered, and one by one the hedge flower spirits climbed to the sound of the flute, and were carried back to the hedge and fasted, locked in the sleeping moon hedge.

"This is another gift I gave you. Fu Xue sat leaning against the stone pillar, her fingers slowly caressing the hedge flower ghost pattern lying on the forehead of the sleeping hedge in front of him, and muttered.

The person in front of him, as if he heard his voice, suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight into the eyes of Fu Xue, who was as gentle as water.

Yuelei's heart throbbed suddenly, and two bloody lights flashed in a pair of clear and dark deer eyes.

It's blood-red eyes!

......

A pair of closed deer eyes suddenly opened, and the sleeping hedge lying on the bed woke up.

She reached out and touched her eyes, and then she realized that she was in a dream.

Even though it was dusk, the sky was still bright.

Before I knew it, the hedge came to the closed gate of the hedgeyard.

She hesitated, but reached out and pushed open a door and walked in.

The hedgeflower tree, which exudes a white sheen, towering and isolated in the courtyard, is also as it has been seen countless times in consciousness or dreams, with lush branches and dense clusters of flowers, swaying vividly.

Standing under the tree, looking up at the swaying white brocade, I wonder why this hedge tree blooms all year round.

Could it be that the self before the amnesia prompted the hedge flower flowering period in the body and injected it into the hedge flower tree?

However, even if it is injected into the flowering period, it is impossible to grow and not wither.

What exactly is the reason?