[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the little ghost appeared with a golden body, and Mrs. Qi called for help in her dream. In Rong Bao Zhai on Dongsi Street, an evil magic altar has been completed. While waiting, Zhang Qianqian also inadvertently learned that Mu Qingming's skills for locking dragons originated from the lost Book of Heaven. The evil magic altar began to operate, and the ghosts and ghosts overflowed under the miserable wind. The wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and blood flashed. The natural vision caught Zhang Qianqian off guard. 】

The candle flame on the carbonized wick of the candle in the room, with the strong wind brought by the entry of the king and the brothers, turned into a green light after swaying left and right a few times, and the faint light was like a pair of wolf-eyed jackals longing for bloodthirst.

When the strong wind receded, the candle flame swayed a few more times, and the flames jumped with a crackling sound, and returned to a red yellow color.

Those bloody eyes lay quietly on the wooden plate, staring at the ceiling in a daze. The whites of the bloodshot eyes and the black pupils were marked by fear and panic.

These eyeballs were dug out from the stolen children hired by the Immortal Dao.

"Second brother, I'll leave this matter to you." Zhang Qianqian dropped such a sentence and walked out with Brother Wang. She doesn't have to do it herself.

Zhang Qianqian walked to the side of the corridor outside the door and stood against the railing, looking at the patio at night. The yin wind swirled around the patio behind Rong Bao Zhai, like a sharp knife frequently scraping over the stone slabs in the courtyard, exhaling a sharp miserable and tragic sound.

"How? Didn't Zhao Liang associate the theft of the children in the city with us? At the moment when Brother Wang, who followed her out, closed the door, Zhang Qianqian continued to look ahead and asked slowly.

Brother Wang's report in Zhao Liang's office was not a discovery of conscience, but a premeditated temptation.

And the moment the door behind the two of them was closed, a strange red light flashed in the room. The yin wind grew stronger and stronger, like a roaring beast. The heavens and the earth were much darker, and the starlight in the sky instantly dimmed and dissipated. And around Rong Bao Zhai, there is a gathering of Sen Sen ghosts, which makes people's spines run cold.

"Back to the eldest sister's words, he didn't seem to think of the Holy Sect, or maybe he didn't say it to me." Brother Wang shuddered, lowered his hands and stood beside Zhang Qianqian, and returned without hurry.

After a pause, Brother Wang told Zhang Qianqian about the conversation he had with Zhao Liang in Zhao Liang's office not long ago.

"Could it be that Mu Qingming doesn't believe in this police friend anymore?" Zhang Qianqian pondered for a moment after listening carefully, and then muttered in a low voice: "Or is Zhao Liang already suspicious of you?" ”。

"It should be Mu Qingming, who really believes that we are doomed." Brother Wang, who was standing on the side, shook again, and couldn't help but say a few more words thoughtfully.

"Idiot! Mu Qingming began to subdue demons and subdue demons at the age of ten, and has handled many evil cases so far. He has exercised a strong insight, mastered the ability of detection and counter-reconnaissance, and has been able to skillfully hunt down demons alone, and when arresting ghosts, you don't know that the girl will have a menstrual affair. Zhang Qianqian was angry, glared at Brother Wang and reprimanded in a deep voice: "If you don't see our corpses, don't watch our souls scatter, he won't mistakenly think that the Immortal Dao is dead." ”。

Just as she spoke, the sky and the earth immediately changed color, and the ghostly aura in the sky suddenly converged, converging into a whirlpool of dark clouds in the dim sky of the stars around her.

In the depths of the dark clouds, where the thick ink was, there were blood-colored red rays that flashed like lightning. In an instant, the sky was dyed a dark red, and then it disappeared into a boundless darkness.

At the same time, directly below the swirling black clouds surging with red light and blood above the sky, that is, in the middle of the sky behind Rong Bao Zhai, there were all kinds of ghosts on the ground, surging out from the ground like gushing springs. Some of these ghosts wept, some screamed, and some pleaded, but all seemed to be in an irrepressible rage.

The ghostly aura emanating from their bodies was terrifying, and in an instant, the patio was enveloped in black qi. A chill was used to penetrate the bodies of Brother Wang and Zhang Qianqian, and pierced into their bones.

Although all the ghosts wailed and roared, they all went towards the bedroom behind Zhang Qianqian. Like magnets and iron, these ghosts involuntarily walked towards the bedroom.

"Oops!" Zhang Qianqian looked at these ghosts, all of whom were staggering and had sunken eyes, and after looking at the swirling dark clouds that gathered in the air, the red rays that kept surging and secretly screamed badly.

There is a vision on this day, and the city is already full of gloomy wind and ghosts, unless Mu Qingming is already blind, otherwise he will not be able to detect it.

Looking at the ground where ghosts were constantly gushing out, there was already a surge of black qi, gathering and not dispersing, forming a face with an abominable face, similar to a yaksha, with fangs like knives in its wide open mouth.

It's just that between the lightning and flint, hundreds of ghosts have entered through the wall and entered Zhang Qianqian's bedroom. And when Zhang Qianqian was stunned, she didn't expect this evil art to be so powerful.

After a blink of an eye, Zhang Qianqian, who had already recovered her senses, turned around suddenly, rushed to the door of the bedroom with an arrow, and kicked the closed door open.

The biting and icy wind was strong, and the cats and dogs on the entire Dongsi Street seemed to feel a great threat, and they all wailed in unison. The voice was high-pitched and piercing, full of heart-rending poignant, as if someone had suddenly stepped on the tail or given these beasts a blow to the head.

The oncoming yin wind blew the blue and black silk dress on Zhang Qianqian's body, encouraging the sound of hunting.

There was a terrifying aura in the yin wind, and you could smell the pungent smell of blood from it.

Twenty-eight pairs of eyeballs were suspended in mid-air, supported by a ghostly aura, making them soar. The turquoise glow that emanated from the pupils pierced through the solid walls like invisible shackles, trapping the spirits that poured out of the house, dragging them forcibly into the house.

A child's eyes are extremely spiritual, and they go up to the sky to connect with the netherworld, which is really why children can see some things that adults can't see.

And this magic circle is guided by the child's double pupils, and it really wants to borrow the unique spiritual power in it to make a special shackle and constantly forcibly detain the underground ghosts.

Zhang Qianqian could see at a glance that this kind of ghost magic was a soul-detaining type.

The heavy curtains of the yellow cloth of the ghostly talismans in the house swayed in the gloomy wind, and the candles were like beans, emitting a faint green glow, reflecting everything in the house gloomily.

Under the blood light of the green mang, the Heli Emperor Mother, who had been cowering in the ghost bottle and only heard its voice, had already come out of the bottle. I haven't seen her for a long time, and the Emperor Mother has become old and weak, her pale face is full of wrinkles, her sunken eye sockets are full of greed, and her eyes are full of fierce light. The skin that was originally supple also lost its original tenderness and luster, and in addition to drying up, only a piece of dead ash remained, like a dried corpse bought in the ground for many years.

She stood with her mouth wide open, the corners of her mouth reaching the base of her ears, her long, scarlet tongue trembling rhythmically behind her teeth. The ghosts had just entered the house when she sucked them into their mouths and feasted on them.

Whenever a ghost is sucked by the Emperor Mother, although the blood on her face has not recovered, she will have a little more energy and will no longer be so sickly.

Zhang Qianqian raised her eyes and looked at it, but she was also slightly frightened. At this time, the appearance of the living ghost of the Emperor Mother of Heli has an indescribable horror. The bleak and bleak wind surrounded the ghostly Emperor Mother of Heli for a long time.

Zhang Qianqian was stunned in front of the door, at a loss for a while, just like the old Li Shi who activated the altar in the house, she didn't know what to do next......

"Where are you going?" It was very quiet in the middle of the night, and Mu Qingming, who had already returned home, looked at Mo Han, who was about to go upstairs by the stairs, and asked in a daze.

They have all gone back to their rooms to rest. The corpse baby was taken back to his house by Miaoyu, and the young cunning was also sleeping in the kennel under the inverted house.

The small courtyard of the wooden family is exceptionally peaceful. The cool night breeze swirls in the courtyard, blowing through the flowers and plants carefully tended by Mu Qingming, bringing a burst of fragrance and fragrance.

Mo Han had already stepped on the wooden steps, and after the wooden steps creaked, he was suddenly stunned, looked back at Mu Qingming in a daze, and asked a little stunned: "Go back to the house and sleep?" ”。

The voice fell, and seeing that Mu Qingming was staring at him directly, his cheeks suddenly turned crimson and he looked shy. She silently withdrew the foot that had stepped onto the stairs, turned around and lowered her head slightly, her hands crossed vertically in front of her, a little overwhelmed.

"Didn't you say okay, come back and make me a supper?" Mu Qingming, who was standing at the door of the hall, said bluntly.

Mo Han was stunned again, and his cheeks were a little red, but a little anxious and gloomy instantly appeared between his eyebrows. She then raised her eyes and glared at Mu Qingming, and opened her delicate red lips, but she couldn't speak for a while.

After holding it for a long time, he scolded angrily: "You are a wood that only knows how to eat!" ”。

Mu Qingming looked Mo Han's appearance up and down, and suddenly realized what Mo Han was angry about. After all, his more than 300 years old did not live in vain. At the moment, he blushed slightly, and sneered: "I mean we eat together, and then rest together." ”。

Although it was said vaguely, Mo Han was not stupid, and immediately turned his anger into joy when he knew what he meant, and after pursing his lips and smiling, he said coquettishly: "What do you want to eat?" ”。

"As long as you make it, I'll eat it." Mu Qingming put on a cheap and obedient appearance, stepped forward with a grin, pulled Mo Han up, and turned around and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Mo Han's face was still shy, and he was a little more intoxicated in the night.

It was supposed to be a sweet and warm night, but when the two of them walked to the kitchen door with a smile on their faces, they both stood in front of the hidden kitchen door.

At this moment, Mo Han and Mu Qingming both sensed that in the Spring City, there were several chilling ghost qi underground, which suddenly emerged from the ground with a cold that was enough to pierce the bones.

It's just that when they were stunned, this ghostly aura had already spread in the Spring City, causing the temperature in the air to plummet a lot.

When Mu Qingming and Mo Han were stunned at the same time, they turned to look at the courtyard and saw that a thin layer of white ice had formed on the stone slab on the ground.

The heavens and the earth are full of obscurity, and the flowers and plants he planted are all frozen and discolored under the cold, and even their breath and breath can exhale white air.

The two of them raised their heads to the sky one after another, and saw that after several ghost qi rose to the sky, where they converged, there was a huge whirlpool-like black cloud, slowly rotating and surging in the air.

Looking at this innate vision, Mu Qingming's heart couldn't help but tremble.

How will Mu Qingming respond to this vision? What are the next plans for the Immortal Dao? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.