[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming went to the ghost market and spent eighty oceans to buy the monster from the ghost city owner. And Zhang Qianqian in the city is also plotting to seize this monster and use it to heal the wounds of Emperor Heli. led out Zhang Qianqian to seize the monster and set up a game of competition between the snipe and the clam The lord of the ghost city pointed out the way, and the person who knew the whereabouts of this monster for Mu Qingming was the drunkard fairy girl in the ghost city, after the white-eyed woman back then. 】

"Eldest sister, you command." Wearing the human skin mask of the shopkeeper, the sixth hall master dressed as the shopkeeper opened the door and entered, standing behind Zhang Qianqian, bending down slightly and hanging his head.

Outside the house, the moon is in the sky, faint and soft, bright and elegant, and the moonlight like flowing water pours down from the cloudless blue sky, and is mottled in the lonely city of Kunming.

Zhang Qianqian stretched out her hand and slowly pushed open the window in front of her, letting the cold moonlight spill in from outside the house.

"How is the Emperor Mother of Heli tonight?" Zhang Qianqian, who raised her head slightly and stared at the moonlight outside the window, asked slowly.

"I don't have to worry about my life, but I'm still weak and powerless, and I can't even speak. The wooden nails of the Mu family are not trivial, all made of the Kang wood in the feng shui treasure land that grows in the mountains and rivers, has the image of thunder and wind fighting, and contains the mystery of yin and yang creation, and the power cannot be underestimated. Shopkeeper Zhang, or the master of the sixth hall, looked a little helpless, and sighed lightly: "If it goes on like this, it will be impossible for her to recover without three or five years." ”。

Hearing this, Zhang Qianqian, who has always been very disturbed, suddenly jumped in her heart. Three or five years is not short, and the evil dragon can still exist, the dragon qi will not be integrated with the feng shui array in the city, and the great cause of the immortal path can still be completed.

It's just that in the past three or five years, how many variables have been obtained, and they are evil people who have a lot of magic in the sky, and they can't understand divination.

"If you can find her a monster with profound skills to eat, won't it shorten the healing time?" Then Zhang Qianqian, who was staring at the full moon in the sky outside the window, asked unhurriedly: "For example, the yin evil monster that our disciples saw last night. ”。

As soon as the words landed, the boudoir fell into a deathly silence.

The six hall masters were stunned for a moment and then gasped, and said urgently, "But Mu Qingming has already intervened." ”。 After saying that, the Sixth Hall Master immediately frowned.

A gust of night wind came to her face, blowing Zhang Qianqian's dress up, only to hear that she had already regained her calm, and said slowly disapprehantly: "It is precisely because he has intervened that we have a advantage to take advantage of." ”。

Zhang Qianqian's words were brainless, which made the six hall masters behind him stunned again, and then his face was confused, I don't know where to take advantage of Zhang Qianqian's words?

"Secretly find the whereabouts of this monster and keep it under private surveillance; Mu Qingming is eyeing it, and he will not let it do evil unscrupulously again. Once they fight with each other, it will inevitably be a monster that is invincible to the dragon locker. When the monster is severely injured by Mu Qingming, we will open the enchantment to take away the monster. Zhang Qianqian, who didn't turn around, seemed to have eyes behind her back, and she didn't even glance at the sixth hall master to know what the other party was confused about, and then slowly spoke, and whispered to the sixth hall master: "Tell the second child, don't secretly give the corpse oil to the Heli Emperor Mother for the time being." That thing is too harmful to the ghost and will inhibit her self-healing ability, we can't fight among ourselves anymore, we have to unite to defeat the dragon lockers. ”。

The Sixth Hall Master was loyal, even if he still had some questions, he had to suppress them in his heart, and nodded at the moment: "My subordinates will do it." ”。

"Remember, just keep an eye on the monster." When he turned around and walked behind the door, Zhang Qianqian, who was still facing away from him, stopped him again and added, "You must not be discovered by Mu Qingming, and you must not come into contact with him head-on." ”。

"Yes." The Sixth Hall Master who answered the call was about to pull out his legs and leave, but after taking another half step, he suddenly retracted his feet, and paused after standing still, and finally he didn't dare to turn back, but he still mustered up the courage to ask Zhang Qianqian: "Eldest sister, with all due respect, you seem to have a deep hatred with Mu Qingming?" Did you know each other back then? ”。

The disciples in the Immortal Dao who could get close to Zhang Qianqian were not blind, and they had all seen Zhang Qianqian have infinite anger in the depths of her eyes every time she mentioned Mu Qingming. And in this anger full of hatred, there is also a trace of resentment. So everyone is privately speculating that Mu Qingming has something to do with his eldest sister.

The moonlight is like a wash, and the breeze blows through the silent street outside; In the darkness that the moonlight did not shine, there was a whimpering sound, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the sound of the wind or the cry of ghosts.

Zhang Qianqian shook when she heard this, and the water-cut pupils in her big eyes suddenly shrank away, and the past flashed in her mind like smoke.

After a long time, she said coldly with a cold look in her eyes: "Whoever asks about this will die!" ”。

The killing machine was finished, and the air in the boudoir instantly froze and was depressed. The Sixth Hall Master trembled suddenly, and hurriedly apologized: "Eldest sister, it's me who is too talkative; You don't care about the villain. ”。 With the words came a rough panting, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

"Get out!" With an angry reprimand, Zhang Qianqian's face was even more murderous; She will never forget that more than 300 years ago, on such a full moon night, a young man with a huge bronze knife on his back broke into her home alone.

She would always remember the moon of that day, which had turned blood-red with the arrival of the boy, and there was more and more blood in the night breeze that should have been soft. And how did she hide in the secret cabinet when she was young, covering her mouth and trembling......

In the unique small building in the ghost market, the teacup raised by Mu Qingming was stunned.

Ghost marriages mostly occur in nobles or rich families, and poor families never engage in such activities; I don't have the money to do such an event. With Caimen's strength, it is more than enough to operate such a ghost for the dead lady, and there is no fuss.

But Mu Qingming was shocked that since the Yin Ghost had been manipulated, the young lady who had passed away before leaving the pavilion had fulfilled her last wish in the world, how could it still lead to the creation of monsters?

Generally speaking, monsters are negative emotions, such as hatred and resentment, or unwillingness and grief that are too strong and attached to some dead things. Since Miss's regret has been satisfied, it stands to reason that there should not be negative emotions such as resentment, and naturally there should be no monsters to be common sense. Thinking of this, Mu Qingming couldn't help but look at the city lord, frowned slightly, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that Miss Yin Soul is not satisfied with that man?" ”。

This situation is not impossible, but the probability is low.

Hearing this, the city lord shook his head slightly, and after sighing lightly, he said slowly: "It's the resentment of the living guy who was forced to end his life to complete this secret marriage. ”。

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qingming suddenly realized.

The most detrimental part of the Yin Soul is that one of them is forced to end his life. The person would be put into a coffin while he was still alive with the dead one, and then nailed to the lid of the coffin and buried alive with the dead.

Therefore, the tomb robbers of Faqiu, after opening a coffin, found that there were two corpses sleeping together, and the inner wall of the coffin was full of bloody scratches.

If there is not enough air in the coffin, the living person will not only scratch the inner wall of the coffin, but also scratch his face, neck, and even chest. If it had only been buried for a short time, the scene after the coffin was opened was simply miserable.

You will definitely see one of the corpses with blurred flesh on its face and neck, and two bloodshot eyes wide open, which is very hideous and miserable.

Therefore, there is a rule for the haircut, and the juniors who have just entered the industry do not open this kind of joint burial pit for underworld marriage. lest the first time they make a mound, they will be scared out.

And the ghost market lord mentioned that the young man was bought for two taels of silver, so he must not be willing. Under such circumstances, it is reasonable to bury a dead person who has never met before, and the resentment is reasonable.

"Young Master Mu should know that there are seven nails (that is, coffin nails) that nail the coffin lid." After seeing Mu Qingming, who could hear it, nodded his head, the ghost city lord said again: "The person who sealed the coffin with nails that day heard the sound of the young man scratching the wooden plank inside, and quietly pulled one out while the lord's house was unprepared. ”。

Hearing this, Mu Qingming couldn't help but gasp.

This town nail also has a little-known name, which is called Absolute Grievance. To put it bluntly, every nail is a magic weapon to suppress evil thoughts and resentment, and it has the same effect as the corpse suppression mirror in the tomb of the prince and general. Seven nails in a coffin, this is an untouchable and unchangeable standard. As long as there is one missing, even if it is buried in the feng shui dragon's lair, as long as the deceased has resentment, there will be many variables.

"Isn't that death?" At that moment, Mu Qingming put down the teacup, opened his eyes and scolded angrily: "If you really have compassion, take all seven of them and save people." ”。

"What the old monk thought, the coffin man was not sympathetic, but the guy in the coffin scratched the coffin, and this voice made him feel ashamed." Speaking of this, the old monk sighed again, and his eyes dimmed a little, and he shook his head and said: "It's a shame to say that the old monk's cultivation was still shallow that day, and he didn't dare to face this thing, which caused the later killing." ”。

As he said this, he lowered his head slightly, and a deep guilt appeared between his eyebrows.

"The normal feelings of people, the normal feelings of people, are understandable." Mu Qingming hurriedly put away a little anger and said with relief: "Master don't blame yourself, if it were me, I would probably hide far away in the case of the disparity in strength." Let's not feel sorry for ourselves, let's talk about the rest of the story. ”。

The flames of the lampstand on the table jumped, illuminating the face of the ghost city lord in a flickering light, and he couldn't see what his expression was at this time? Maybe it's guilt, maybe it's self-blame, or maybe it's both.

Later, the young man's resentment overflowed from the coffin, and it was attached to the underworld marriage hijab that Miss Caimen was carrying in front of the coffin. What followed was a purge of the color gates in the spring city. After being silent for a long time, the ghost city lord spoke again: "Overnight, none of the sixty people in the head of the Caimen family were spared, and finally there was an inexplicable fire in the house. In the scorched ruins, only the underworld hijab remained, lying intact among the ashes. ”。

After finishing speaking, the ghost city lord got up silently and went to the second floor without saying a word.

"Wood." After his slightly sad back disappeared on the stairs, Mo Han, who had not spoken for a long time, hurriedly said to Mu Qingming: "How can I listen to the words of the old monk of the city lord, as if the underworld marriage hijab is still in Kunming City." ”。

"Yes, and the dead body that Zhao Liang took me to see this morning is likely to have died at the hands of this monster." Mu Qingming, who frowned, said thoughtfully: "So we have to ask, where is this thing now?" Have you ever been bookmarked? ”。

"Collection?" Just when Mo Hanhu was wondering how someone could collect such a big thing, the ghost city lord had already come down from the second floor with a jar of wine, and said in his mouth: "The rest of the drunkard fairy aunt who asked the gods to tune the door will tell you that she is a white-eyed woman, and she knows more about this monster than me." ”。

Who is this drunkard fairy girl? What secrets does she know about the hijab? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.