Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Identity of Leng Jue
It slammed its mouth, "Really, such a small county town also has a town guard, no wonder the number of ghosts has decreased." ”
Just wanted to go to another county town, suddenly, it seemed to have received some information, very dissatisfied with a loud roar, the whole village of chickens and dogs barking suddenly quiet, strange silent, after a few minutes to ease up.
The body of the meow dispersed, and he jumped in the direction of the ancestral house.
When the uncle and aunt heard the roar, the movements of their hands were stunned, and even the little ghosts were trembling there, and their expressions were indescribable......
Wretched?!
The uncle shook his head, shook his hands, recalibrated the direction of the treasure bottle, and muttered: "Luo Ma's pet is really fierce. ”
"Old and old, not as good as these young people."
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Somewhere in a tall mountain range, there is a huge courtyard inside, small bridges and flowing mountains, and the internal ornaments are all natural, revealing a mysterious meaning.
A middle-aged man wearing a crown and a Han robe knelt down in front of a house, and his tone was sincere: "Family master, the gate of the nether realm is about to be opened, but there is still no news of the young master, and the thousand-year-old ceremony cannot be canceled, otherwise the hundred ghosts will be in turmoil." Gongyi implored the little girl Leng Ling to hold the ceremony and replace the young master. ”
A majestic man meditates in the room, closing his eyes and resting his mind. On his right hand side was a slender wicker with layers of white paper wrapped around it, and at the end of the wicker hung a small copper bell.
Suddenly, a gust of cold air hit him, and the middle-aged man instantly opened his eyes, and a soul with colorful light all over his body was sitting next to him.
"Grandfather." Leng Jue silently bowed to the middle-aged man.
"Yes." The majestic man nodded, and instead of asking him where his soul had gone during his travels, or why he had followed a little girl, he said, "Nothing?" ”
Leng Jue nodded, "It's all right." ”
"It's all right, there's nothing to go home to."
"Nope." Leng Jue refused without thinking, "I still have some things to solve." ”
The majestic man didn't shake his head or nod, he closed his eyes, "Ritual? ”
Leng Jue turned his head to look out of the door and smiled playfully, "Since the side family wants a chance to get ahead so much, it doesn't hurt to let them go this time, but." He changed his words, "All the consequences will be borne by their families." ”
The majestic man nodded slightly.
Gongsun Gongyi maintained a kneeling posture outside the house, his body was already sweating, and the sweat on his forehead was even more rubbing down, and his heart seemed to be hanging high in the air.
This step is a risky move, and if it can be successful, it will be further favored by the master, and even Leng Ling's status will be even higher.
Leng Ling sat next to Gongsun Gongyi, also maintaining a kneeling posture, her face expressionless, as if the matter in front of her had no effect on her.
"Exactly." A majestic voice rang out from inside the house.
Gongsun Gongyi's heart was relieved, and he exhaled softly, he bowed again into the house, and got up to make preparations.
Leng Ling also learned his movements and bowed to him, without the slightest mistake. Immediately, she got up and glanced at the house, and left with Gongsun Gongyi.
He returned to his ancestral home to meet his grandfather this time, and also informed him that he was safe and sound.
Leng Jue raised his head and looked, his gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of space, and he clearly saw the moonlight outside.
He calculated that there was still an hour before he officially reached midnight, and if he rushed back from the ancestral house now, he should be able to catch up. Leng Jue floated away, and just wanted to leave, his grandfather, who was sitting in the middle of the room, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Leng Jue's back, and said seriously: "Mingjue, don't make a mistake." ”
His body paused, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes for a moment, but it was quickly swept away, replaced by a resolute color. Leng Jue looked up at the front, his gaze firm: "I will not repeat my father's setbacks." ”
Leng Jue, the word Ming Jue, nicknamed Jade Gongzi - this is the name, the word of criticism, and the number given to him by Leng Jue's father, Leng Feng, when he was five years old. But that time was also the last time he saw his father.
Watching Leng Jue leave, the willow branch placed on the right hand of the middle-aged man suddenly emitted a glowing green light, and the light flashed, and the wicker turned into the appearance of an ancient man, he looked at the direction of Leng Jue's departure worriedly, "I don't know if the young master can pass this level." ”
In the main hall, a sigh sounded for no reason, with endless helplessness.
Leng Ling's skin is very pale, her face is as delicate as a doll, and there is no wave in her eyes, as if she was born without expression. At this moment, she was wearing a white Confucian dress, wearing a jade hairpin on her head, a jade bracelet on her hand, a jade buckle tied around her waist, stepping on seven-star boots, holding the utensils to be used for the next sacrifice, and walking towards a certain high platform step by step.
Suddenly, her expression was solemn, and she immediately looked up into the air to the left, but she couldn't sense anything, and after a pause, she took another step.
The bright moon hangs high, the moon stars are scarce, if someone is willing to appreciate it carefully, they will be able to find that the moon at this moment is extraordinarily bright-
The ultimate in brightness is called dark.
After a while, the edge of the moon grew darker and darker, as if it had been assimilated by the darkness around it.
Luo Luo held the leaf ball in his hand, sat on the coffin and looked up at the sky, this was what Leng Jue asked her before leaving, she had to sit on the coffin. As soon as he finished speaking, he left in a hurry, not even giving her a chance to ask.
"Strength, has it become bigger?" Rollo shook his hand, not feeling anything wrong with his body, let alone feeling his strength increase.
She put the leaf ball in a small cloth bag and silently waited for the arrival of twelve o'clock in the night. Leng Jue said that twelve o'clock was the most thrilling moment, and the reason why He Baihe put the body of her sister He Baili in the basement was to find a suitable body for He Baili so that she could be resurrected and reborn!
And the reason why Rollo is looked down upon is not because she has anything special, but because-
In the whole village, she is the closest age to He Baili!!
Luo Luo was very helpless when he heard this: Did (╯_╰) she suffer an unwarranted disaster......
Squatting on the edge of the coffin, rolling on the ground boredly, even if it doesn't speak, Luo Luo can feel its mood at the moment: extremely unhappy!!
As the minutes passed, Rollo's body slowly changed from relaxed to tense, as she found that-
The scenery in the sky suddenly changed!