Chapter 520: The Legend of the Red Fox... (Highlights)
"Haha!"
Mrs. Liu ignored the blood at the corner of her mouth, laughed maniacally, she took out the bell and gently shook the soul bell, and the vision of the sky became more and more turbulent as she swayed.
"Mrs. Qing, my Mrs. Liu saved your life in vain, but now in exchange for this step of the field, even if you die today, your family will not think about it." Old Lady Liu had completely lost her mind and made a final struggle before dying.
She took a deep breath and looked down at me sharply, "Girl, do you want to know where your mother came from?" ”
I frowned, looking at Mrs. Liu, who was crazy with her mouth full of blood, and was already dying.
Taking a deep breath, she lied to me one after another, I don't guarantee that before she died, she would not say something that was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood to sow discord.
"You've grown so big, have you ever seen your grandmother once? Has your mother ever taken you to see one of her relatives? Did she ever tell you about her past? Old Lady Liu looked at me and smiled, "Naturally, she won't tell you, because she has no relatives at all." ”
"If you don't believe it, if you can live, you might as well ask your father in person in the future, did he save a fox more than twenty years ago?"
"A fox who returns to the mountain and refuses to ascend to immortality, just to repay his kindness, uses that life to practice Taoism, in exchange for firewood, rice, oil and salt, in exchange for morning and evening farming."
"A thousand years of Taoism is mourned, for the love of men and women in the world, for just a few decades of male farming and female weaving, this life for the red dust trivial matters to work all their lives, not only that, but also to pay for their lives,"
"Haha sarcasm, what a great irony!"
The bell rang more and more urgently, and the vision of the sky was like black ink, as if it was about to break free from the shackles of hell and descend from another world.
"Remember, your mother's name is Song Qiansheng." The old witch's rickety body straightened up a little before she died, and her voice also contained a momentum.
After saying this, the old witch suddenly fell silent, and when the bell in her hand shook violently to a certain point, the surrounding momentum was magnificent, and I was a little dizzy in front of my eyes.
I feel like I'm going to pass out.
"Come out!"
The old witch gave a terrible ghost roar, the black altar roared, the glass shattered, and a dead silence spread over the world, and the strange shadows in the cracks in the clouds in the sky flew towards the night like a magnet.
The black clouds pressed down quickly, and in a short moment, the entire mountain was enveloped, I don't know what the old witch did to be angry with people and gods, some resentful ghosts in heaven and earth were a little frightened, flying around.
"The souls of hell dare to be brought back, madman!"
Ye Siming looked up at dozens of strange shadows in the sky, frowned, and then kicked on a stone in front of him.
With a bang, the fly smashed directly on the old witch who was about to run out of oil and the lamp was dry, and the old witch was now dying, without the agility of the past, this big stone hit the body.
directly took most of her life, spurting out a mouthful of old blood. Her face flashed, and she scolded: "Mother-in-law even dares to fight that old slut of the green worm, will you be afraid of you, the lord who has been dead for I don't know how many years?" ”
After saying that, a little ghost came out of her chest, and after being stained with the blood, she was good in the wind, and suddenly became a hideous ghost with a mouth full of fangs, and killed Ye Siming.
The little ghost hadn't approached Ye Siming yet, and snorted, except for the fishy stench that proved that it had appeared, and the rest was the black gas that had disappeared.
The old witch's eyes widened.