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Standing in front of the carved iron gate, Wanhua took several deep breaths to calm the surging feelings in her heart.

Her parents were gone when she was very young, and she was adopted by an orphanage when she was five years old, and she didn't leave until she graduated from high school and went to college, when she became independent. It turns out that how much she likes blueberry cake, how much she longs for family affection.

But now, she was cold-hearted by the so-called family affection, even if Xiao Wanhua's birth was an accident, but no matter what, she was created by Wande, but he blamed all the fault on his daughter......

"How much they have wronged you, I will pay it back a hundred times and a thousand times."

After whispering this, Wanhua raised her hand and rang the doorbell at the door, and after the crisp bell, the white-haired old housekeeper came out and opened the door for her.

Wanhua looked up at the three-story villa in front of her after thanking her, and Wan Qingqing stood there at the brightly lit window on the second floor and gave her the middle finger.

Wanhua didn't say anything, turned around and entered the dilapidated two-story building on the side, the old housekeeper lived on the first floor, and she lived in the utility room on the second floor.

After eating the Big Mac hamburger that the old housekeeper bought for her as usual, Wanhua climbed up to the second floor, turned off the lights, and lay down to sleep without doing her homework.

In the middle of the night, after everyone was asleep, Wanhua walked out of the room and into the courtyard.

Even if Wan Jia is a small tyrant, but the camera is impossible to install in all directions, Wanhua picked a dead angle, picked up a fist-sized stone from the small flower garden and turned it in his hand, and then looked at Wan Qingqing's room and smiled badly.

Under the moonlight, there was a strange smile on his big face with a blue nose and swollen face, and if anyone saw this picture, they would definitely think that they had seen a ghost.

Wanhua couldn't see her current expression, she just used all her strength to throw the stone in her hand towards the window of Wan Qingqing's room.

The sound of glass breaking was crisp and pleasant, and then the scream made Wanhua feel happy, and before the lights of the small villa came on, she crawled back to her second-story building with a cat's waist and insensitive movements.

In the second half of the night, Wanjia's three-story villa was full of trouble, but Wanhua slept very sweetly, and even had an incredible dream-

In the dream, a white-haired grandmother smiled kindly, stroked Wanhua's head and said, "I am your grandmother." ”

In the dream, Wanhua returned to her former appearance, beautiful and flamboyant, she frowned and asked, "Grandma?" Is it mine, or is it Xiao Wanhua's? ”

The old man smiled: "Naturally, it's yours." ”

Wanhua was even more puzzled: "What are you looking for me to do?" I'm dead. ”

She slept in a daze, her thinking was not logical, and her grandmother's existence became a matter of course.

The old man sighed and said helplessly: "Our family is a Maoshan clan that has been inherited for thousands of years, and everyone in the clan is a good hand at subduing demons and subduing demons. However, we are not born with mana, and only after some opportunities will we open the treasure of the body. ”

"You successfully opened it today, yes, it was the car accident, in fact, you didn't die at that time, you just had an out-of-body soul."

"But your parents died early, and no one told you this, so you missed the time to return to your body."

"Fortunately, the sky is endless, and today this little girl is willing to give her body to you, so she saved your life."

Wanhua looked confused: "I didn't die?" ”

The old man smiled kindly: "Yes, but now you can only stay in this body, your original body is no longer alive." ”

“・・・・・・”

Even in a dream, Wanhua has the urge to cry, is this considered suicide? Count, absolutely?!

"But even if you change your body, you are still a real Maoshan clan, so you can only see me tonight. Grandma didn't have anything else to congratulate you on becoming an adult, so she gave you the ancestral magic weapon Hundred Flower Scroll. ”

Wanhua stretched out her hand, and a delicate golden scroll appeared in her palm.

I listened to the old man continue to explain: "This hundred flower scrolls are still in a state of being sealed, and only after subduing the evil demon outer path will he fully recognize you. With your current ability, you can only unlock the first seal. ”

"What happens when you unlock the first layer? How many layers of seals are there? How many demons do you have to subdue? ”

Wanhua's eyes were shining, and the old man was not annoyed, but still smiled and explained slowly: "You open the hundred painting scrolls first." ”

Wanhua obediently did so, only to see that the scroll did not look big on the outside, but it was opened to a hundred meters long, and it was full of names of various flowers and plants.

"As you can see in front of you, there are a hundred names of flowers and plants in this hundred flower scrolls, and each flower and plant corresponds to a skill, and now you have opened the seal of Mimosa, and you have obtained her skill."

The old man's gentle voice came, and Wanhua hurriedly asked, "What is the skill of mimosa?" ”

The old man smiled slightly: "Wall piercing technique." ”

Wanhua was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, there can be a wall piercing technique! She was still thinking about the blueberry cake that had been locked up in her home.

"This is the first seal. There are a total of 100 seals in the Hundred Flowers Scroll, and how many you can open depends on your ability. The rule of our thousands of families for thousands of years is that only the head of the family can hold the Hundred Flowers Scroll, and the so-called family masters are all amazing and beautiful, but even so, it is the limit to be able to open the ten layers of seals. ”

"Remember, opening the seal isn't about the number of goblins you can recover, it's about the quality. Only ghosts who seal evil can be recognized. ”

The old man's last words were serious, and Wanhua understood it, which meant not to let her catch a good ghost.

But....... Wanhua stroked the hundred flower rolls and asked, "How am I going to catch ghosts?" What happens when you catch it? ”

"The Hundred Flower Scroll is also known as the Seal Scroll, you just catch the evil ghost and throw it inside, and the Hundred Flower Scroll will take the initiative to refine it. In addition, part of the power refined will also be used to nourish you and achieve the effect of prolonging your life and youth. ”

"Really? Immortal? Wouldn't I become an immortal? Wanhua's eyes widened in shock.

The old man smiled: "Hehe, if you have the ability to open enough seals, why is it difficult to become an immortal?" ”

Wanhua didn't expect that it was really possible for her to say casually, isn't it only a legend of immortals or something? Well, even though the things that happened to her are enough to be called a rumor......

"Grandma, how much is this enough seal?" Wanhua asked with her eyes shining, she felt the need to set a goal for herself.

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head this time and was silent.

After a long time, she said in a deep voice: "What's so good about becoming an immortal, how can there be happiness in the world?" Great-grandson, you have to live well, even for the child who gave you your body......"

The tail note gradually drifted into the air, because the old man's figure was already blurred, and after a while, he disappeared from Wanhua's eyes.

The early morning sunlight came in through the small window, waking up the sleeping Wanhua, rubbing her eyes and sitting up, Wanhua froze-

In her hand, a golden scroll lay quietly, exactly like in her dream.