[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Boss Qian told him why he sold the gold to the shopkeeper Tang, and he felt even more ashamed. When Mo Han heard this, he looked down on Boss Qian from the bottom of his heart. Mu Qingming didn't blame him, but told him to be careful recently, and was about to take his wife away when he was stopped by Boss Qian again, telling him that the gold can also provide life for the ghost fetus. After leading out Boss Qian's informing Mu Qingming of the ghost fetus, he asked Mu Qingming that if he could retrieve the gold of the Tang shopkeeper, it would be best to destroy it. And Wang Xiaocui, who lost Tang's shopkeeper, packed her luggage overnight and prepared to leave Kunming, a city that made her a little sad. While cleaning up the bed, he accidentally touched the mechanism on the bedpost, and a dark compartment popped out from under the bed. 】

The night wind whistled again on the chessboard mountain. The branches swayed, shaking off the leaves.

The shame on Boss Qian's face became heavier and heavier in the icy night wind. Especially Mo Han's reprimand, his heart was full of shame for the shopkeeper Tang, and he didn't go away for a long time.

"Neither of you are ordinary people, the yin and yang in your body are perfectly harmonized, so I will have something to say. Since your yin and yang qi can be harmonized so perfectly, then you should know about the ghost fetus. After a moment of silence, when Mu Qingming and Mo Han, who had stopped moving, turned around, they hid their faces in the darkness, opened their lips again, and whispered to them.

Still didn't look up, and didn't dare to look at Mu Qingming and Mo Han through the moonlight.

The chaotic mottled shade of the trees, under the moonlight, slowly spread out on the ground in front of him, just like Boss Qian's mood at this time, very complicated.

Boss Qian's chest contained both guilt and remorse, as well as fear of Mu Qingming. Under the anger, the True Qi circulating in Mu Qingming and Mo Han's bodies evoked a terrifying memory for him.

"yes, I know that." The muscles in the corners of Mu Qingming's eyes twitched, and he slowly replied in his mouth.

The ghost fetus, a unique fetus that is full of yin and no yang. The most common ghost fetus is born by a male ghost who has had sex with a woman for 10 months after being parasitic in the woman's body. After birth, the baby is no different from ordinary people, but it can't speak, but it can be born to see ghosts and overcontrol ghosts.

I can also understand nonsense.

Just like this, it didn't make Mu Qingming's eye muscles twitch again and again. The key is that he knows that at the moment when the ghost fetus is born, the woman who is pregnant with it for ten months will be born by the newborn, and the yang shou will be sucked out in an instant.

Since then, this ghost fetus must always suck on other people's yang shou for a living. If you suck in one day's longevity, you can live one more day. If you suck up a year's longevity, you can live one more year. If there is no yang longevity to suck, the person who has become a ghost fetus will die.

To put it bluntly, this is a freak who lives forever by sucking yang longevity.

The Dragon Locker is the only strange person who knows about the ghost fetus, and he has studied it thoroughly. As early as thousands of years ago, the people of the dragon lock also pursued it frantically. At that time, the dragon lockers felt that the longevity of hundreds of years was too short, so on the long road of pursuing immortality, many strange experiments created a creature like a ghost fetus.

Later, the dragon lockers realized that it was against common sense to do so, so they stopped all the research and experiments on ghost fetuses. And the ghost fetus has so far become a negative teaching material for the dragon lockers.

All the dragon lockers regard it as a dangerous evil art. And constantly warn future generations that this kind of thing that harms yin and morality must not be done.

But Mu Qingming didn't know, how did Boss Qian, an outsider, know about the ghost fetus?

Mu Qingming raised his suspicious eyes and stared at Boss Qian. Moreover, the other party also knew that Mu Qingming's ignorance of the fact that the gold injected life into the ghost fetus really made Mu Qingming surprised and stunned at the moment.

"How did you find out about the ghost fetus?" Before Mu Qingming could ask Boss Qian, his wife Mo Han had already taken a step forward, raised her eyebrows, and asked aggressively.

When he and Mu Qingming went to the Mu family to hold a wedding, Mo Han knew a lot of Mu family secrets. I also know a lot about the past of the dragon lockers.

Regarding the ghost fetus, she happened to hear Mu Qingming's mother Mu Luo mention it to her, and she told her in great detail, and solemnly told her that if she has offspring in the future, she must take this as a lesson to educate her offspring not to touch evil arts.

To this day, when Mu Luo said this, there was a serious look on his face. That look made Mo Han still unforgettable.

The constant howling of the mountain wind filled their ears. In the flameless pit of the earth, the mountain wind carried away the last shred of heat inside.

"An old lady who has the same anger as you, told me years ago." Under the flying of fallen leaves, Boss Qian opened his lips several times, but he wanted to speak again; It wasn't until half an hour later that he whispered to Mo Han and Mu Qingming: "After she met me at that time, she beat me up without saying a word, and then asked me to look for gold." Originally, there were about three catties of gold in the chessboard mountain, and I found her after I was beaten to death by the old lady. ”。

Mu Qingming and Mo Han were stunned when they heard this, and the shock appeared on their faces and facial features, lingering for a long time.

"After I found the gold, I asked her out of curiosity, what do you want this bad thing to do?" Immediately afterwards, Boss Qian said slowly and softly: "She said to me triumphantly, for the sake of my dying, tell me that she wants to use gold to inject life into a ghost fetus." I took advantage of her inattentiveness while she spoke, and escaped to the ground, and survived. ”。

After that, Boss Qian, who gritted his teeth, also took a step forward.

The bright moonlight shone on Boss Qian's body. He raised his hand and slowly took off his tattered robe, revealing his strong chest.

After Mo Han snorted angrily, he turned his head away in embarrassment.

But Mu Qingming, who had been looking directly at the other party, saw that Boss Qian's body was covered with scars. Unlike ordinary scars, every raised ugly scar on Boss Qian's body is purple and black.

Mu Qingming could see at a glance that it was the scar left by the dragon locker after the whipping of the demon rope. Although Boss Qian is a stone spirit, he is also a spirit, and the demon rope is also his nemesis. can draw him all over his body, and the scars will remain forever.

Combined with what Boss Qian said before, the qi in the body of the person who beat him is almost the same as Mu Qingming, and the person who beat him must be the dragon locker.

"Do you see what the man looks like?" Mu Qingming, who was stunned for a moment, relieved himself and said that the first thing he said was to ask the thousand bosses urgently.

The mountain breeze was too cold, and although the Taoist robe of the thousand boss was tattered, he still put it on again after shaking his whole body. Then he shook his head silently, and said: "She is wearing a black cloak, and she has a fancy Kunlun slave mask on her face, and she can't see her face clearly." I only know that she is the same as you, a little hunchback with a Sichuan accent, and the cloak and clothes on her body are made of the same materials as yours, all of which are smooth and bright silk with a sense of flowing. And the embroidery on the clothes is not only neat and the threads are bright, but also the staggered stitches are varied, rigorous and delicate. ”。

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qingming was once again stunned.

He thought there were enough surprises tonight, he was used to surprises that came out of nowhere. But after Boss Qian said this, Mu Qingming still felt like he had been slapped in the head.

Knowing the ghost fetus, the true qi in the body is exactly the same, and the dress and accent are the same, they all point to the old lady who said about this thousand bosses to Mu Qingming's disciples of the dragon lock people in their family, or the clansmen......

In the city, the Yunjin Night Market is very lively.

The hustle and bustle on the banks of the Longjiang River will not stop until dawn in the morning.

Wang Xiaocui closed the doors and windows tightly, putting an end to all the noise outside the house.

The gossip card on her door was also quietly taken down and thrown into the stove in the kitchen in the house. Large bags of things were packed up by her and stacked next to the bed.

Wang Xiaocui, who was sad, stood beside the beautifully made, elegant and chic shelf bed, silently staring at the neat bedding on the bed.

It is impossible to say that she is not sad at all about the death of the shopkeeper Tang. After confirming that the shopkeeper Tang was really dead, Wang Xiaocui's heart was filled with sadness, constantly surging, washing her chest and bringing bursts of ferocity.

For a day, she was like the walking dead. Immersed in sadness and discomfort, I couldn't cry, but after being sad to the extreme, I retched a few times.

The shopkeeper Tang is quite passable to her. In the past, in addition to providing her with food and drink, she also doted on Wang Xiaocui. Even if Wang Xiaocui didn't love herself, she was eating in the pot and looking at the bowl, and she was discovered by the shopkeeper Tang when she was a concubine and a secret prostitute, and the other party never scolded her.

For Wang Xiaocui, whose outlook on love and outlook on life is crushed and fractured, this kind of indulgence is what she thinks is good.

It is precisely this kind of self-esteem that makes Wang Xiaocui more and more saddened by the news of the death of the shopkeeper Tang.

Under her grief, she silently packed her luggage and asked someone to sell the small building that the shopkeeper Tang bought for her. She's leaving, leaving the city that makes her feel devastated.

Go to a place where no one knows her and start anew.,And pretend to be a declining rich lady from a good background.。 Then find an honest man to marry, and live a peaceful and stable life.

I don't know that honest man will be very unlucky to be targeted by Wang Xiaocui in the future.

At this time, Wang Xiaocui did not take his eyes off when he fell on the shelf bed. It was on this bed that the shopkeeper Tang bought at the beginning, and the shopkeeper Tang solemnly swore to her, and Wang Xiaocui still remembers those extravagant promises. And Wang Xiaocui was also in this bed, ushering in many men whose names she didn't even know.

Wang Xiaocui, who covered her face with a faint sadness, didn't know what she was thinking, but slowly raised her hand and gently stroked the bedpost carved with flowers, birds, fish and insects around her.

But her green jade fingers, when carved into the bedpost, kept flying birds' eyes, the bulging bird's eyes dented as her fingers slashed.

Before Wang Xiaocui could react, or take a closer look at why the raised bird's eye sank down as soon as he touched it, he only heard a small clicking sound from the bed drawer, and then a box popped out of the dark compartment in the bed drawer under the bed.

Wang Xiaocui was startled, and her stunned gaze fell on the box that was stretched out in the dark.

She had slept in this bed for so long, and she couldn't even find that there was such a hidden compartment hidden in the drawer under this bed, and there was also a retractable box hidden in the hidden compartment.

The faint glow of the candle flame diffused throughout the room. The faint light illuminated the wonder in Wang Xiaocui's eyes, and also illuminated the gold in the box that popped up in the dark grid.

In the golden box, there were several fist-sized golden lumps lying quietly. And those golden bumps at this time, not only did the golden light flicker, but also slowly overflowed with a faint coldness, which instantly spread in Wang Xiaocui's house.

In just a moment, the whole room was like an ice cave for three or nine days, full of biting cold and cold, which made Wang Xiaocui tremble when he pulled his clothes tightly.

Then the wonder in her eyes was replaced by fear.

She was too familiar with the cold emanating from this gold, and the gold in front of her was not ordinary gold, but the gold that Shopkeeper Tang once carried with her.

Volume 12 Blind Gold Finish