[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mo Han noticed that there were bones in the wordless tablet, so in Tie Hua's house, he couldn't help but ask about the wordless tablet. Unexpectedly, Mu Qingming was suddenly furious, and when he was about to fight Mo Han who insisted on getting to the bottom of the matter, Aunt Tie suddenly stopped Mu Qingming and told Mo Han that the tablet was enshrined by his deceased heir. After inducing Liu Yangsi to think about it, he still decided to sacrifice his child and create a wood ghost fetus according to the original plan, so that he could control the power of the Netherworld, overcontrol immortality, and complete the hundred-year plan of the Immortal Dao. And Tie Hua's family, after the misunderstanding was explained clearly, Aunt Tie took out a book of evil arts confiscated from the Immortal Dao stronghold. Take advantage of this to interpret the content from it and explain it to Mu Qingming and Mo Han in detail one by one. 】

The deathly silence lingered in Liu Yang's stone room. In the lampstand on the table, the bean-sized flame on the wick was fixed and turned into a faint turquoise, painting the stone chamber with a strange color.

After Liu Yang sat back on his stone chair, he was immersed in the entanglement and fell into deep thought. Already unconsciously, I couldn't help frowning.

As the leader of a cult, Liu Yang knows that if this ghost fetus has flesh and blood, the wood ghost can grow day by day without being weak. But there must be flesh and blood, and only by the woman who has the gold and the four pillars of pure yin, there must also be his* in order to give birth to a flesh-and-blood fetus in the woman's womb.

Then he used the yin qi after marriage in the gold to perform evil magic for the wood ghost, so that the ghost fetus was injected into the fetus, and the soul in the fetus was gnawed away, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest from then on.

Then, with the yin and evil yin qi in the gold, he continued to perform spells to protect the fetus, so that the soul and the body of the fetus were perfectly integrated.

Eventually, the Wood Ghost will slowly assimilate into the flesh during the October pregnancy period, and after the October pregnancy, a flesh-and-blood Wood Ghost will be born again.

Then Liu Yang raised him to the age of three, killed and bloodletted, buried him in the corpse raising ground for 7749 days and then dug it up, took the lifelike, non-rotten corpse and put the wood ghost liver, and then summoned his soul with evil magic, and then devoured it, taking the wood ghost's spiritual power as his own.

From this point of view, if Liu Yang does something to this wood ghost, it must be easy to eat. It's just that the meat that others eat and eat is gnawed to the bone. He eats his son, eats his soul, and eats his body.

But it's all the same cruelty.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Yang, a ruthless evil man, will suddenly be entangled and fill his chest, and he can't make a decision for a while. In the past, he was ruthless and treated all outsiders. Now you have to be your own children. Liu Yang was entangled, but he couldn't bear it.

He pondered in silence, his brow furrowed into a pimple, wringing up. A depressed look also appeared on his face.

The charred black wick on the lampstand trembled slightly under the crackling sound, and the light wrapped in the wick burst out a few sparks under a swaying and fell into the oil soaked in the wick.

The bean-sized lamp rose high as if it had been suddenly sprayed with flame retardant, adding a little light to the dim stone chamber.

The turquoise receded from the flames, replaced by a soft blue. It's just that the weirdness revealed in the lights is still there, and it is increasing instead of decreasing.

Under the reflection of the whirring blue flames in the high channel, Liu Yang slowly moved his gaze, staring at the scorching flames on the wick in a daze.

In a flash, he seemed to see Zhang Qianqian's smile in the strange blue flames. Liu Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and then came to his senses, and then looked closely at the flame that had turned into the size of a bean, and the smile of Zhang Qianqian reflected in it had disappeared.

All that was left was the crimson flames that had returned to normal, scorching the wick that had absorbed the oil. Liu Yang couldn't tell the difference, at that moment, was the scene in the flames real or illusory?

But Zhang Qianqian's appearance also made Liu Yang suddenly recall her last wish before she died.

The entanglement in Liu Yang's chest had already receded, and after the hesitation on his face dissipated instantly, a cold killing intent appeared in his eyes again, filling his two eye sockets.

Liu Yang no longer thought about the matter of the heir, and made up his mind to plan to proceed as usual. For the sake of immortality, and for Zhang Qianqian's unfulfilled wish......

On the dusty blue sky, the unpredictable leisurely colored clouds drift over the city of Kunming in the wind. It adds a bit of color to the clear sky.

On Dongsi Street under the colorful clouds, in the quiet alley where Tie Hua's house is located, a few sparrows landed in the alley, jumped a few times and lowered their heads, with their hard beaks, in the gap of the bluestone slabs paved on the ground, I don't know what to pick.

In Tie Hua's house, Aunt Tie had already lightly pressed Mu Qingming's shoulder, so that the young master, whose anger had disappeared, but whose face was suddenly on his face with chagrin, sat down.

Mo Han's resentment is undiminished, and there is anger mixed with it. After glaring at Mu Qingming fiercely, she turned her head away from him. The huffing Mo Han also muttered his cheeks, and his cheeks were already red with anger.

And Mu Qingming turned his face to the other side, looking at the wordless tablet, and the guilty look hovering between his facial features became heavier and heavier. These guilty looks spread across his face like dark clouds and poured into his eyes. When his eyes were full of shame, Mu Qingming's eyes were already shining with tears.

Mo Han looked at her husband like that out of the corner of her eyes, and suddenly felt distressed, and her anger at Mu Qingming's rise for wanting to beat her also dissipated a little. At the same time, the doubts and confusion in my heart are heavier, and I am even more curious about the origin of the wordless tablet.

"Tie Bao, it's the child of the old man and your Uncle Tie Hua. If he is alive, he will be about the same age as the young master. Aunt Tie, who sat next to Mo Han, sighed, took Mo Han's hand, and said slowly: "But he is in the young master, the young master is ......."

Before Aunt Tie finished speaking, she stopped abruptly, and then blurted out with a choked voice, and hurriedly turned her head away, otherwise Mo Han saw the sad tears in her eyes again.

Outside the house, the clouds traveled before the sun, blocking the bright sun. The hut of the Tie Birch family became a little dim for a while.

"Brother Bao is a rare genius in a hundred years among the dragon lockers. He was apprenticed at the age of three, but at the age of four, he was able to perfectly control the Qi, and he also mastered the transformation of the Qi. Compared to him, we are all mediocre talents. Seeing that Aunt Tie couldn't cry as soon as she talked about it, and Mo Han was even more curious, Mu Qingming had no choice but to hold back the tears rolling in his eyes, and said slowly to Mo Han: "And when I first entered the demon, it was Brother Bao who stopped me alone. At that time, he was only ten years old, but Brother Bao ...... Brother Bao, he also ...... for this For this reason it became this tablet. The voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was like a mosquito.

After that, a line of clear tears finally poured out of Mu Qingming's eyes. Tears rolled up on his chin as they slid across his face. After a slight pause, it dripped onto the ground at his feet, fainting on the floor tiles.

Mo Han suddenly knew why Mu Qingming didn't ask her questions. Falling into the devil, and Tie Bao's death for him, are the last things Mu Qingming wants to mention. I don't want to mention this matter in front of Aunt Tie.

The last angry look on Mo Han's face disappeared completely. The blame for Mu Qingming hidden in his heart before, and the suppressed grievances, are also gone.

"So my parents, allow them to put half of the bones in the tablet, so that Uncle Tie Hua and Aunt Tie can always take Brother Bao with them." Just when Mo Han also blamed himself for not getting to the bottom of the matter, and didn't know what to say, Mu Qingming raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and then said with red eyes: "Now you know, why is there a smell of corpses and bones in that tablet?" Are you satisfied? ”。

Before the last word came out, Mu Qingming turned his head and stared at his wife with red eyes.

Mo Han blamed himself even more, and he didn't know what to say, so he silently held Aunt Tie who was sobbing and gently patted her back, which was a little comfort for this old lady who was crying and convulsing from time to time.

Although Aunt Tie was grief-stricken when she mentioned this, she did not hate Mu Qingming at all. From beginning to end, there was not the slightest resentment or anger in the cloudy eyes of satisfied tears, and all that remained was grief intertwined with tears.

After Mo Han patted it lightly a few times, Aunt Tie seemed to be better, stopped sobbing and got up silently, turned around and walked towards the study without saying a word.

Where she had sat before, the floor had been soaked with tears.

And while she went to the study, Mo Han hurriedly sat down next to Mu Qingming, took his arm and said a little angrily: "I'm sorry." I didn't know about these things before, and I really didn't mean to. ”。

Mu Qingming really can't do anything about his wife. He was still with a straight face a second ago, but he was also deflated by Mo Han's words. It's just that he still pretended to be angry at the moment, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be suspicious in the future, is it evil art to have the breath of corpse bones?" The graveyard is full of corpses and bones, and going to the grave to worship ancestors is also a witchcraft? ”。

After all, my heart softened, and I couldn't bear to blame my wife too much. It's just that the atmosphere is still so embarrassing, which makes people feel a little embarrassed in it.

"Okay." Mo Han is not a person who has to make inches, so he immediately turned his head obediently.

"I have to go back, contact my parents as soon as possible, and ask if there are any dragon lockers at home who go out, so I can have an investigation." Mu Qingming stood up, his legs were no longer weak, but he was still a little weak, and his luck was not smooth. But walking back from Dongsi Street, it's no problem.

"Aunt Tie, Mo Han and I will go back first, and I'll ask Miaotian to bring you something delicious in a while." Mu Qingming slowly walked to the front of the study and shouted into it: "Mo Han's mouthy, don't mind her, I'll compensate you for her." ”。 As he said this, he bowed to the study, bent down, and bowed.

Aunt Tie, who stopped the old tears and rummaged through the cabinets inside, happened to walk out with a book in her hand, hurriedly grabbed Mu Qingming's sleeve, and said, "Young master, I don't mean to blame the young grandmother, don't be in a hurry to leave, I have someone here to find out first." ”。

"Before, Miaobi sent a book, let me interpret it with your Uncle Tiehua, and we have interpreted the content together." Putting away the grieving Aunt Tie, she pulled Mu Qingming and Mo Han to the table of the Eight Immortals again, and preached: "This book mentions that the Tao of Immortality can also create a ghost fetus. ”。

Aunt Tie said, and under the daze of Mo Han and Mu Qingming, she put the scroll in her hand on the table and unfolded it.

The pages of the book flew and rattled, and the pictures and words written on them turned around like pictures on a marquee in front of Mo Han and Mu Qingming's eyes.

After a few moments, the pages stopped flying, and the unfolded book showed dense lines of words. Between the lines, there are several places with very complex patterns.

One of the pictures quickly attracted Mu Qingming's attention.

It is a picture of a man and a woman without clothes in the joy of fish and water.

"The ghost fetus of the Immortal Dao can be flesh and blood." Aunt Tie ignored the picture and continued.

What are the characteristics of the Immortal Dao Ghost Fetus? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.