[The book continues from the above, the last book mentioned that Mu Qingming and other dragon lockers, after listening to Zhao Liang's description, they all decided that the eyes of the old scholar were just yin and yang eyes that had not fully grown. At home, the old scholar has begun to draw talismans with the Jujing Sutra to prepare for breaking the Dharma ban on the spiritual cave of the blessed land. And staying in the guqin of the East House with Ah Hong, the remnant soul suddenly cried, and he was very afraid of the Jujing. Led out Ah Hong panicked and turned his eyes into his eyes, peeking out through the tattered window paper in the east house, but saw that the gloomy atmosphere in the rain and fog between heaven and earth gathered and drifted towards the main house. Ah Hong was shocked, suspecting that this old scholar was not a good person, but he didn't notice that the mysterious Miao Tian and Miao Le of the Hidden Spell had quietly fallen on the roof of the courtyard. 】

The wind and rain washed away the bluestone slabs in the small courtyard of the wooden family, making every inch of the slate smoother than before. The flowers and plants that have been swaying for minutes are also verdant in the rain. And under the laurel tree, which is surrounded by bamboo and blooms, it is full of pale yellow osmanthus petals soaked by rain, and the elegant cinnamon fragrance is diffused in the wind and rain.

In the bedroom in the main room, Mo Han tucked the quilt for the corpse baby who was sleeping in the cradle, and looked at the little corpse baby with his fists slightly clenched, his face full of serene little corpse babies, and his eyes showed a little tenderness.

"Let you give him a name, did you choose one?" After a while, Mo Han turned his head to look at Mu Qingming, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at Liu Yang's file in his hand over and over again.

"How can you have that time, otherwise you can call it a dog, it's good to feed." Mu Qingming didn't even raise his eyes, still staring at the file in his hand, and casually answered his wife perfunctorily.

Under the light of the red candle, Mu Qingming's brows furrowed.

He really couldn't believe that all the files that Liu Yang left in the Provincial Police Department would be true, but the nationality column always made him mind very much.

According to the information he has obtained in recent months about the demon that he sealed in a bottle, the demon was suppressed in the long lake of the stone forest.

And according to the confession of the demon that has been reformed with the ghost city lord, the sealing and suppression of the demon at the beginning was a powerful Fang Shi Fangshu, and it was very ancient. It just so happened that the ancestral home filled in by Liu Yang happened to be here again, so Mu Qingming had to feel that it was too much of a coincidence, so he minded it very much.

Mu Qingming's whole mind is on this, how can he be in any mood to name the corpse baby.

Besides, the demon belongs to fire, he knows it, and on the immortal Dao demon book cracked according to the wonderful pen, if you want to open and master eternal life, you need to use the hot sweat of the fire demon, which makes Mu Qingming vaguely feel that maybe Zhang Qianqian may have cracked part of the content of the demon book a long time ago, so she temporarily sealed the demon that belongs to fire in one place in case of emergency.

After he arrived in Spring City, he knew from several encounters with Zhang Qianqian that although this person was the leader of the cult, he did things in an orderly manner, and he used it very well in preparation for a rainy day, and he was always able to repair the retreat before doing anything, and he was a very cautious and calm person.

Sealing and suppressing the demon in case of emergency is completely Zhang Qianqian's style of doing things.

"Just take a moment and give this kid a name." Mo Han walked over, snatched the file in his hand without hesitation, glared at him at the same time, and said angrily: "How much time can this take you?" ”。

Mu Qingming didn't get angry, just smiled, snuggled up to his wife, frowned slightly and pondered.

"Didn't I fish him out of a well?" After a while, Mu Qingming stood up, paced to the cradle under the window, looked at the sleeping corpse baby, and slowly read thoughtfully: "There is an ancient well next to the road, and there is nothing to learn from it for a long time. The neighbors are together, and the cold spring will come to the collection a little, and you will call him the cold spring in the future. ”。

After that, he raised his eyes, looked at the window lattice carved for the longevity of the year, listened to the sound of wind and rain outside the window, and muttered: "I don't know Miaotian and Miaole, go to the old man's house that Zhao Liang said, did you find anything?" ”......

The rain and fog were drenching everything on the ground. Between heaven and earth, there was suddenly some coldness.

In the east room of the old scholar's house, the broken strings on the guqin were still trembling. The other intact strings were also tightened, emitting bursts of clanging sounds that only Ah Hong could hear, dull and hoarse.

Ah Hong also became nervous in an instant, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled the black bula that wrapped the guqin, and wrapped the guqin here. The clanging sound had just stopped, and the trembling of the strings had dissipated.

Immediately afterward, Ah Hong jumped out of bed, tiptoed close to the window, and looked through the tattered window paper into the courtyard outside.

Outside the house, it was raining and the wind was strong, and the sky and the earth were damp and cold. Behind the thick dark clouds in the sky, lightning tore through the inky darkness from time to time, casting a dazzling flash of lightning on the earth.

In the rain and fog, Ah Hong could vaguely see that in the main house with the doors and windows closed, there was a little bit of light, shining through the cracks in the doors and windows.

Then, the pupils in Ah Hong's eyes spun rapidly, and then one eye turned into two pupils, and the heavy pupils opened their eyes in the rainy night, and looked towards the courtyard again.

I saw that the raindrops that fell from the sky were broken into small patches of water when they landed, and when they jumped on the ground, they brought up a gray gloomy atmosphere, and the biting cold rose from the ground.

Suddenly, the entire small courtyard was covered with gloom, and the temperature in the courtyard plummeted, full of cold, as if it had become an ice cave at this moment. Ah Hong could even see that there was a thin layer of ice slowly forming in the rain on the ground, and there was a faint yin and evil in it.

Ah Hong's vigilant eyes and four pupils contracted in unison, and the light in his eyes was great, and then he looked at the courtyard, only to see those gloomy qi gathering and not dissipating, and rushing into the cracks of the doors and windows of the main house.

Ah Hong couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, although he was not very old and his experience was not rich, but he also knew that this obscure qi was also one of the evil spirits, and he would only gather in response to the call of the evil sect, which made him doubt that the old pedant in the brightly lit main house was a good person?

Ah Hong muttered so in his heart, and a trace of cold sweat was oozing from his palms.

But then I thought about it, the old pedant's actions from yesterday to today were all helping him after all, even if he was armed with evil arts, he was afraid that he was not a bad person. Simple, let Ah Hong can't help but think that maybe this old scholar is just a good person with evil arts, so he is more relieved, and his vigilance is not as heavy as before.

When he left the window, when Chongtong recovered as before, he walked to the edge of the bed again and sat down, followed the cloth wrapped in the guqin, stroked the guqin, and whispered to stabilize the guqin: "It's okay to be in the dark night, don't be afraid of me." ”。

Whispering softly, he floated out of the house, drowning in the rain and rain on a rainy night.

Whether it was Ah Hong, who was busy comforting the guqin, or the old pedant who was busy drawing talismans in the main house, they didn't notice that under the dense rain curtain like locusts, two dragon lockers who had used the concealment spell to hide their bodies flew towards this side on tiptoe in the rain and mist.

Between several ups and downs, the two people shuttling in the rain curtain had quietly landed on the roof of the main house of the old scholar's house under the cover of the sound of wind and rain.

In the wind and rain, the tiles on the old broken roof made a clattering sound.

The people who came were Miaotian and Miaole, but after feeling that the tiles under their feet were broken, the two of them were stunned in place, and they didn't dare to move this time.

The two of them didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and came here in the rain, just on the order of Mu Qingming, to confirm whether the old scholar was really a special stranger.

Before they could get close to the old pedant's home, the two of them had already sensed a cold gloomy aura, diffusing in the courtyard, freezing the air around them.

After falling on the head of the room, even though there was a True Qi Protector, Miaotian and Miaole were still cold and couldn't help but shiver slightly, and there was a slight sound on the tiles under their feet.

After a long time, after making sure that although these tiles were old, they could still bear their weight, Miao Le gave Miao Angel a look, signaled him to pay attention to his surroundings, and then leaned over and slowly squatted down, close to a broken tile at his feet.

Under the rain, Miao Le closed one eye after breaking it, and with the open eye, through the broken tile, with the rain dripping from the breach, looked into the house below.

Her eyes moved from side to side, and she had a clear view of the main room where there was more dripping. Then her eyes rolled again, her feet moved slowly, and after moving a distance of about one to the side, her gaze fell on the square table in the middle of the room. I saw the yellow paper spread out on the table, and there were also some strange-shaped runes painted on them, each stroke and every stroke was crimson, and there was a faint smell of blood, slowly wafting out of these runes.

Miao Le was curious, and then took a closer look. I don't know if I don't know, she also saw her heart skip a beat at a glance, only to see the faint aura gathered around, and with the wave of the brush in the hand of the old man holding the brush standing in front of the square table, it continued to converge to the talisman seals on the yellow paper under the pen in his hand.

Miao Le, who was proficient in the principles of various magical arts, looked at it and immediately recognized that what the old man had drawn was the blood and qi charm.

A kind of ancient sigil that can gather bad luck at the time of the formation of the talisman and use it to break the Dharma.

For a while, Miaole's heart was full of suspicions, I don't know why this old man painted so many bloody talismans in the middle of the night?

While she was continuing to observe and think, Miaotian, who was in charge of the vigilance, had already cast a perceptual spell and sensed her surroundings. Every wisp of wind, every drop of rain, the gauge of each drop, all came to Miaotian's mind.

Suddenly, Miao Tian in the rain was slightly stunned, and his eyes looked towards the east house with the lights on. In the east house shrouded in rain and mist, there was a familiar breath to him, and it was the breath of the little demon that Mu Qingming asked him to track down on the bank of the Golden Juice River last night.

Stunned, Miaotian was mixed with curious suspicions, and secretly surged from the bottom of his heart like a rushing spring. At the same time, they are also puzzled, I don't know how this little demon can appear in this alien house that Zhao Liang told them?

Miao Tian's perception could not be wrong, he could be sure that the wood ghost demon he tracked down last night was in the bungalow with the roof behind the rain curtain.

Although for a while, Miaotian didn't know why this little demon came here like this and why he appeared here, but this has to be said to be an unexpected gain.

came to check whether the old man's particularity was true, but he found this wood ghost, and the dragon lockers of the province went to Spring City again and looked for him everywhere.

At that moment, Miao Tian was concentrating and was about to use his mind to transmit a message to Mu Qingming. Suddenly, Miao Le stood up, quickly raised his hand and grabbed Miao Tian's wrist, interrupted his transmission, and slowly shook his head in the wind and rain, signaling Miao Tian not to worry.

Why did Miaole suddenly stop Miaotian? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.