[The book continues from the above, the last book said that Mu Qingming and Mo Han shot together, stopped the female ghost and coerced the female ghost, and even bluffed and coaxed the female ghost not to dare not cooperate, and after honestly answering Mu Qingming's question, Mu Qingming took her hanging rope and let her go. And the voice of Miaotian's thoughts also came at this time, informing Mu Qing of the purpose of visiting his home. Led out, Mu Qingming decided to go to Aziying overnight to help Mrs. Qi. At the source of the upper reaches of the Panlong River, the source of the Muyang River, in the mountains of the Huanglong Cave, in a hidden cave. Two immortal Taoists are leaning on a dead baby boy and craving his flesh. The Corpse Woman suddenly appeared, handed them a small bottle, and asked them to feed the ghost qi in it to the lotus who was tied in the cave. 】

The moonlight is still so bright, and the bright moonlight is like a flawless jade. On the roof of the building that has grown grass in the Temple of Literature, the glazed tiles shimmer with a faint soft light, as if covered with a thin layer of frost.

Mu Qingming and the land Ah Hong, as well as Ah Hong's master Mo Han, all received the transmission of Miaotian's thoughts at the same time.

They all put other things aside first, listened patiently to Miaotian, and after explaining things clearly like a 'tirade', they all frowned. How could a good big living person fall asleep and fall asleep and disappear? It's weird.

"Isn't it sleepwalking?" Ah Hong, who had been thinking for a moment under the cool night breeze, was the first to speak and told Mu Qingming his guess.

"No way, sleepwalking is only temporary." Mu Qingming, who was immersed in the moonlight, turned his head slowly and said categorically: "When you sleepwalk until dawn, you will wake up." In one night, no matter how good a girl's feet are, she can't go far. And this child's home is local, even if he sleepwalks out of the house, he will not go far. When she woke up, with her familiarity with the surrounding terrain, she could walk back in less than a morning. ”。

Mo Han, thoughtful, nodded slowly, agreeing with her husband's reasoning.

After saying this, Mu Qingming lowered his head slightly, frowned and pondered for a while, and felt that it was useless to just guess here, so he used his mind to transmit the sound and said to Miao Tian, who was far away in Shala Lane: "The Qi family and his wife are not bad to us, and we have to help with this favor no matter what." You find a reason to ask Sha Weng to hurry up and prepare the carriage, and bring the cunning to the Yunjin Night Market to find us later. Then we rushed to Azi's camp overnight. ”。

"Ah Hong, you rush back to Shala Lane, don't be bumped into by Sha Weng and them, just continue to work tomorrow." Mu Qingming turned his head to look at his apprentice Ah Hong, and said, "If Zhao Liang has anything to do with me, you can just use your mind to inform me." ”。

Ah Hong nodded, didn't say much, turned around and left.

However, after a while, Ah Hong's figure disappeared from the sight of Mu Qingming and his wife in the moonlight.

"Let's go, let's rush to Yunjin Night Market." Mu Qingming quietly stretched out his hand, took his wife's white and delicate little hand, accompanied by the moonlight and night breeze, and walked out of the Temple of Literature after strolling out, he slowly walked towards the Yunjin Night Market.

Under the light night breeze, Mo Han also clenched her husband's broad palm. As for the fact that he slapped Mu Qingming in anger before, and touched the female ghost with Mu Qingming, he had already been left behind by Mo Han and forgot about it......

In the Azi camp in the mountains, there is the Shepherd River, the source of the Panlong River, passing through it. The river, which is not too deep, flows tirelessly and gradually under the night.

In the moonlight, the water of this small river shimmered. The riverbed and the river rocks on both sides of the river bank are washed smooth and round.

The grass and reeds by the river, swaying slightly in the moonlight, accompanied by the sound of the stream, constitute a rather poetic nocturnal scenery in the night.

Following the river to the source, you gradually enter the steep slopes and deep valleys, and the mountains on both sides are lush and green. Under the lush greenery of the trees, there are many mountain springs gurgling, and finally the springs are all joined in the Shepherd River and rush forward.

Swimming up the river, you will come to a steep mountain with dense forests. Under the towering ancient trees that cover the sky, among the earth and rocks with grass and shrubs, there is a Yellow Dragon Cave that gushes out of the spring.

Speaking of this shepherd river, the reason why it can be inexhaustible all year round is because of the water cave water gushing out of the four springs of the old black dragon, the little black dragon, the old man cave and the yellow dragon cave, even if it is a major drought, it is only a decrease in water volume and will never be exhausted. The Yellow Dragon Cave is one of the most important water sources, and it is also the largest of the 30 Dragon Ponds known as the Muyang River Basin.

Surrounded by tall black willow trees, the cold spring water in the Yellow Dragon Cave can freeze people to the bone marrow, but it is undeniable that the clear spring flowing out of this place is a sweet and refreshing natural sweet spring.

If it can be taken to cook fragrant tea, its tea soup will definitely taste particularly good.

At this time, the night was dark, and the lush grass and trees around the Yellow Dragon Cave were also silent, and it was difficult to see the true face under the night. Even if there is moonlight, it is like the surrounding mountains, and only one outline can be seen.

The mountains and forests in the dead of night are very quiet for some reason. Not only is there no cheerful birdsong during the day, not even the slightest sound of mountain wind and insects. The beasts in this dense mountain forest, as if frightened by something, did not dare to go to the slope behind the Yellow Dragon Cave, so that there was only a deathly silence in the mountain forest, which spread in all directions under the night.

Not far from the spring water of Huanglongdong flowing from the mountains, there is a cave that is blocked by vines and lush vegetation, and the entrance of the cave is narrow and low, which is not easy to find. In this hidden cave, a campfire licks charcoal in the damp cavern.

The crimson flames illuminated the three-to-five-foot area, and it could be seen that although the entrance to the cave was narrow, the space in the cave was not downloaded. There are no traces of artificial excavation of the cave wall nearly one zhang high, only traces of blackening of the fire eye above the bonfire.

It can be seen that this place is a natural cave.

The flames lick the wood, and from time to time there is a spark rising. Two immortal Taoists who exuded a strong evil aura sat around the bonfire, using the heat of the flames to dispel the cold around them.

It was the strong evil aura emanating from these two people that made the animals in the woods outside the cave sense the existence of the threat, and they all stayed away, not daring to approach the hillside where the Yellow Dragon Cave was located.

And one of the immortal Taoists completely put a baby less than a month old on the fire, flipping and roasting it like a roast pig and sheep.

The baby was dead, not only with horrific scar marks on his neck, but also by disemboweling and disemboweling, and his internal organs were taken and scrubbed clean. Coupled with being slowly roasted on the fire by the Immortal Daoists, everything seems extremely weird and cruel.

In the vicinity of today's Kunming, only the immortals of Taoism can make such a move that is inferior to that of beasts.

Through the light of the fire, it could be seen that the eyes of the two immortal Taoists were not unbearable at all, looking at the dead baby whose thin skin and tender flesh had turned golden with the flipping, and the two of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"The sect leader is really weird, let us come to this hellish place to do things, we can only eat dead children every day, and I can't even eat a meal of rice, I'm almost tired of eating." Suddenly, the lean Immortal Taoist on the left suddenly shouted indignantly, "We are not allowed to go down the mountain, and we are not allowed to expose our whereabouts." If we hadn't fed this woman baby blood, we wouldn't have been able to eat it even for a dead child. ”。

As his voice echoed through the cave, he turned his head to look into the dim corners of the cave, where the firelight could not reach.

In the darkness of the cave sat a young woman. But because she was in the dark, she couldn't see her face clearly.

But the woman sat with her knees crossed like this, not moving, and she had no rope tied to her body, but she did not run away, nor did she shout or scream. I don't know what kind of evil magic the disciples of the Immortal Dao have performed on her, causing her to freeze in place, like a stone sculpture.

She was a woman only from the contours of her bulging breasts, the hem of her skirt and her embroidered shoes that showed at the dim edges.

Around the soles of her feet, there were piles of white bones and a child's head. Make this natural cave even more eerie.

"Say less." Then, opposite the lean cultist, the five-foot short cultist smiled, staring at the corpse baby whose flesh fragrance had overflowed, and actually had the heart to tease, "A dead child is a dead child, it's meat anyway." What more could you ask for to have meat to eat? ”。

"Yes." As soon as he said this, the lean cultist also felt that it was reasonable after thinking about it for a while, and then withdrew his gaze, looked at the dead baby who was burned by the flames on the fire again, and nodded, "In the past, you could only eat meat during the New Year and festivals. You and I are blessed, and we have eaten two children in the past two days. If you have a sip of wine, it will be even more comfortable. ”。

Such a horrific thing, the two of them can still talk and laugh and say that they are worthy of being mad cultists, who have no humanity in their bodies, and only the animal nature that remains.

Before their conversation had subsided, a dark wind suddenly blew outside the cave. When the biting cold poured into the cave, the vines hanging down from the entrance of the cave and the weeds growing wildly outside the cave swayed left and right.

The bonfire in the cave also rushed in with the influx of the yin wind.

The two Immortal Daoists turned their heads in unison, and when they looked in the direction of the cave entrance, they saw a woman dressed in black clothes and a black cloak, and covering her face with a black veil, appearing beside them out of thin air.

As soon as the two disciples saw this person, they immediately stood up, saluted respectfully to the visitor, and called out in unison, "Corpse Bone Woman." ”。

They naturally knew the person who came, and this woman was a foreign aid VIP who their sect leader had to treat with courtesy, and the two of them naturally did not dare to snub this person.

And the actions here are also directed by the people who came. Therefore, it can be said that these two immortal Taoists are also the subordinates of the people who came for the time being, how dare they be disrespectful to them?

The visitor didn't say a word, but slowly took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve that was all red, as if it had been roasted red by the flames, and the bottle was full of cracks, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch, and handed it to the lean disciple.

This porcelain vase is the Qi treasure bottle of the Suolong people, which is said to be fired from the soil of Dayu to control the water, which can absorb all the gas between heaven and earth.

I just don't know, what kind of qi is in her Qi Treasure Bottle?

"Newly absorbed ghost." After the lean cultist took the porcelain vase, the black veil covering the face of the visitor shook slightly. Her lips opened slightly, her mouth spat out a hoarse and dull voice, and she said slowly: "Tomorrow on the sixteenth day, she has already sucked a lot of new baby blood, and with these yin qi, she can attract evil ghosts and turn the clouds and rain. Remember, tomorrow day, you must let her take not a drop of the ghost qi in these bottles. At that time, the evil spirits within a radius of ten miles will come, and then what your sect leader needs will be formed. Your task is accomplished. ”。

The visitor looked away from the lean cultist and looked at the woman who was still sitting in the shadows in the darkness of the depths of the cave.

What does the Immortal Dao need? And who is the woman? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.