Doubts flashed in Wu Qiu's eyes, they never turned back, but the master turned back. He didn't say anything and followed Moissan. Mo Sang was far behind the five and thirteen children, and there were many outcasts to cover up, and Mo Sang and Wu Qiu didn't need to hide it at all. Those people did not walk very fast along the flow of people, and often ran around the other crowds along the way. After passing Mincheng, the first city near the border, several people began to walk to the suburbs, but after only three days, they disappeared in front of the two masters and apprentices.

Mo Sang grabbed Wu Qiu and dodged, appeared in the place where several people disappeared, paused and began to move left and right. When she stopped, a small teleportation array appeared in front of her! Mo San's heart was excited, she took out two invisibility talismans and used them for herself and Wu Qiu, and then took out three lower-grade spirit stones and placed them in the hole next to the teleportation array. Mo Sang walked up to the teleportation array with Wu Qiu, and they arrived without even feeling the dizziness. Mo Sang and the others walked out of the teleportation array and stepped out of the formation, and the concentration in the air was slightly thicker than before. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and there are bamboo houses everywhere. People laughed and laughed, and it was peaceful, as if they had arrived at the legendary Taoyuan Holy Land! But there was a strange feeling entwined in Mo Sang's heart, like white bones dressed in the skin of a beauty.

The previous people were still in the sight of the two of them, and Mo Sang grabbed Wu Qiu and arrived next to several people in an instant. In front of the largest bamboo house, an old man with a white beard hanging down from the ground walked out with a red face and said to the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi: "You have gained a lot this time!" Several old men behind him also nodded happily, it is not easy to find such a lucky child in the world, this time I found thirteen, and there is a red one!

Since the Wu family has the Stone of Luck, there must be people around here who understand it. Outside the bamboo hut was a fence made of white bones, each of which was polished to a very bright light, with obscure witch inscriptions carved at intervals. Because some of the elixirs will flow out of various witch clans, Mo Sang has studied this deeply. The bones in the mirror are bubbling with a black halo, I am afraid that people are refined into white bones by absorbing luck!

Even if Mo Sang cultivated in the Dan period, she also felt a gloomy cold in her bones, in her previous life, the Yunzhou Continent was not stable, and even turbulent, and the tide of spirit beasts of all sizes and sizes loomed from time to time, and the battle between demons and demons was extremely tragic. At that time, she hid behind her senior brothers and sisters, just providing a supply of pills, and she had never really seen the bloody scene at all, even if she saw the monks killing each other, she bypassed it far away, and she didn't want to get into trouble at all. But Zhou Zixuan appeared wherever there was difficulty, and her reputation made everyone in Yunzhou Continent sigh. When Yiqiē calmed down, as Duan Qiong, she came out to chase Tu Xiangyu again, and stumbled over Zhou Zixuan again and again. Zhou Zixuan, who is loved by everyone, where can she, a coward, shake it? Mo Sang thought about how he really lived a humble life before, even if he cultivated the Mahayana stage cultivation, even the strong monks in the middle stage of the Yudan dared to challenge her, and she was able to win the beauty! She pursed her lips, the road must be walked step by step, you can't rely on anyone, you have to overcome yourself!

Mo Sang stopped Wu Qiu, and they docked ten zhang away. There is a square mirror with purple dark lines on the bamboo house, and the luck on everyone's heads under the mirror is all revealed! The luck of the old men is the deepest, and the leader has a tendency to turn red!

"Without further ado, we'll have a sacrificial ceremony at noon!" The leading old man couldn't wait to announce, his eyes shining green like hungry wolves as he looked at the thirteen children.

The children's bodies could not help themselves, and their voices could not be heard, but the desperation in their eyes made everyone more excited. There was even an old man who directly took the old man's trembling hand and touched the boy with red luck, "Soon, soon we will be young!" Another 100 years of life! ”

"Master wants to save them?" Wu Qiu saw that everyone was far away, and said to Mo Sang. In his heart, he was really glad that the master had moved a little compassion, otherwise he wouldn't know what it would be like to be tortured by Concubine Su now. He had been in charge for two days, but he heard the miserable and desperate shouts in the stone house next to him, and now he was terrified. Following the master all the way, she didn't even look at so many orphans, only a few glanced at them and was not very interested. This time, Master has been following for a long time, does he want to save these people?

"Maybe, let's see if that kid has the same qualifications as you." Mo Sang explained in a good mood. "Maybe you'll have more juniors and sisters, apprentice, are you happy?"

Wu Qiu turned his head and said in a muffled voice: "Master is happy." ”

"The little guy won't be jealous, will he?" Mo Sang pinched Wu Qiu's lubricated little face, and asked with a smile: "Do you know that your master who was swept out of the house has accepted fifty-seven apprentices with a smothered conscience, and of course it is still increasing." I set a goal for myself to accept seven apprentices and never overcharge, so I don't have to worry too much about them. You have to take good care of your younger brothers and sisters! ”

Wu Qiu stiffened his face and didn't say anything more. Moissan, shaking his head, walked around the small village. There are very few children in the village, but the luck of the children who run and jump outside is pale yellow, so why do the people in the village care so much about luck? Ordinary people's white luck is considered good, why do you need to be yellow, is there anything to say here?

Noon soon came, the village bell rang, and all the people put down their work and rushed to the square with excitement on their faces. More than 100 villagers gathered around the square square, stretching out their heads to discuss the children in the center of the field, while Mo Sang and Wu Qiu were still standing incognito outside the crowd, watching quietly.

A few old men walked up with the five people from before, and the square was immediately silent, the patriarch coughed lightly, and said excitedly with a red light on his face: "God Wu bless my Baili clan and send it to the thirteen holy children of my clan!" Thank you, Shen Wu! ”

Everyone shouted: "Thank you, God Wu!" "Kneeling on the ground, his head bouncing, his face still showing satisfaction, and he didn't feel any pain!

"In order to thank God Wu, today our clan handed over the thirteen holy children to Wu Nu, and asked Wu Nu to dedicate them to Wu Shen." The patriarch got up and bowed again, "God Wu, please give my clan the light of luck and let us live a hundred years!" ”

The villagers shouted along.

A woman dressed in white walked out of the crowd, her face covered with a layer of tulle, giving people a mysterious and beautiful feeling. Her white feet were on a white blanket, and she wore a pair of silver bells at her ankles, and she walked crisply and pleasantly. She slowly walked towards the children, her eyes dark and hazy, "God Wu is calling you!" With that, she raised her hand, and her palm burst into a sparkling light. At this moment, Mo Sang dodged, took the little guy with the red cloud on his head into his arms, and pasted an invisibility charm. Because of the white light, no one noticed that a child was missing. They prayed reverently, and their mouths were full of words.

Mo Sang's eyes flashed with purple light, and the clouds on Wu Nu's head turned out to be black! It seems that her life is short, but she is ridiculously acting as a Wu girl, but gradually Mo San stopped, and the black luck is rapidly turning light into gray, and continues to turn white, dyed with a silky yellow, and can not progress again! She sighed contentedly, withdrew her hand, her eyes were no longer hazy black, but with a hint of agility, and she glared at the trembling patriarch dissatisfiedly: "These children are not very good, Wu Shengang plugged his teeth." "The previous child had already collapsed to the ground, his clothes were loose, his skin was black and clinging to his bones, and he had become a dried corpse!

Wu Nu tilted her head, covered her pink hand with a veil, and chuckled: "Look at what scared you, Wu Shen said, you have to make persistent efforts and reward you with ten years of life first." ”

"This," the patriarch couldn't help but say even if he was afraid, "God Wu clearly promised us to increase our lifespan by a hundred years last time. ”

"Why, you dare to question Wu Shen's decision?" Wu Nu's eyes flashed with a strange light, so that the patriarch swallowed back the words, and shook her head in a cold sweat: "Wu Nu forgives her sins, little old man doesn't dare!" ”

"Hmph, you should ask God Wu for sin, not me." Wu Nu arrogantly walked to the center of the platform, looked at the people around her who bowed their heads and didn't dare to move, and lowered her voice and said: "Ten years of life is not short, in ten years, you have enough time for God Wu to give you many more lifespans!" This is the gift of God Wu, you must know that you are content! With a wave of her hand, a golden camellia leaf floated down in front of each of the villagers.

The villagers shouted in fear: "Thank you for the gift of God! Reverently picking up the leaves, slowly putting them in their mouths and chewing them carefully, the light yellow on their heads really deepened!

Obviously it is a camellia leaf, why does it have such an effect? Mo Sang frowned, put the child in his arms next to Wu Qiu, and took a few steps closer.

"Wu girl, please help our husband and wife take a look at the child!" A young man stepped forward with a pot-bellied woman in his arms.

Wu Nu's eyes became misty, she looked at the woman's stomach, her eyes became crystal clear in an instant, and her hand grabbed forward violently. The woman screamed and fell to the ground, her stomach became unharmed, and her thighs began to bleed, "My child! You give back my child! She frantically struggled in the man's arms, beating her husband.

The man looked happy, how could there be the pain of losing the child, he thanked Wu Nu over and over again: "Thank you Wu Nu for getting rid of the demon for us!" The other villagers also looked at the madwoman with a look of disgust, did she still want to keep the child and harm everyone? The madwoman was dragged down by several stout women, and the miserable sound still lingered in people's ears.

The sacrifice soon ended, leaving Wu Qiu and the child he had just saved, a Wu girl who disappeared with a flash of light. Just a few dodges, Wu Nu stopped, her body began to become pitch black, and she shrunk into a one-foot-tall black thin old lady! She trembled on crutches and stroked the camellia tree in front of her, "Tsk, I have increased my cultivation for another fifty years, this group of children is good, and thank you for coaxing them to help me do things." Hungry, I'll feed you! She spat out a mouthful of white dirt and trampled under the ground of the roots of the camellia tree