[The book continues from the above, the last book said that the native people had been completed, and the yellow-clothed disciples cut off his spleen and dedicated it to Liu Yang. Liu Yang, who got the native spleen, asked the old man in yellow to leave central Yunnan as soon as possible. Because after Mu Qingming's son was born, the bad premonition that had been lingering in his heart made Liu Yang feel uneasy. He decided to prepare for the worst, so that the Immortal Dao could continue. And let this yellow-clothed cultist go to the ancient holy place of the dragon lockers to verify a prophecy. Miss Yang Fu, a silk merchant in the city, got a beautiful bronze mirror and couldn't put it down. After playing in the boudoir, there was a sudden scream. By the time the maid on night rushed into the house, the young lady was nowhere to be seen. 】

The small courtyard of the wooden family, which is full of lights, is hung with red lanterns under the eaves of the corridor, and the courtyard is illuminated red, which is very festive.

The quiet of the past is gone, and there is only the chaos after the excitement in the courtyard.

It's just that the mess all over the ground is enough to keep the other dragon lockers in the courtyard busy.

Although they can make pots and pans fly automatically to the dishwashing tray by the well, and they can make the garbage fly up and sort it together for disposal, it is more tiring.

However, it seemed that there were only a few young disciples, and a tired expression appeared on their faces.

In the main room, Mo Han looked at her husband with a puzzled gaze.

"Miao Tian said that the mysterious person he pursued on the day he rescued Ah Hong may be Liu Yang. It's just that as soon as this guy enters the Panlong River, he exudes the spirit of water all over his body, and then when he merges with the river, he swims quickly with the current, all the way to the south. so that Miaotian couldn't find the traces of the other party in the water. Mu Qingming poured himself tea, poured eight points full of tea from his small purple clay pot, and slowly closed the lid.

"But before that, Liu Yang would not be able to refine the spirit of water in his body. Otherwise, I should have noticed it while he was still dormant in the provincial police department. When the lid of the pot was tightly closed, Mu Qingming said slowly.

At the same time, he waved his right hand to the door, his heart moved with his thoughts, and the broom outside the door moved with his divine sense, and flew to the corridor in front of the main house without anyone controlling it, and automatically swept the floor.

Under the light, Mo Han's eyes flashed when he heard this, and his eyes instantly shone brightly. In my mind, I suddenly thought of the kidney that was missing in the body of the water demon, the kidney that could exude a powerful demon qi and water spirit.

"You mean, he transplanted the water demon's kidney into his own body?" After saying the flash of inspiration, surprise appeared in Mo Han's eyes, and his tongue was knotted in his long mouth.

For the next few moments, she couldn't say a word.

"But, how is this possible? That's not his kidney. After a long time, Mo Han said this, and his tone was full of surprise.

"Most likely, because what he learned in the West is these Western medical techniques called surgery, which Zhao Liang told me." Mu Qingming must have nodded his head, then held the teapot with one hand, and gently stroked the lid with the other hand, turned his head to glance at the Western clock on the table in front of the statue of the patriarch behind him, and said: "And I asked my younger brother who traveled and studied abroad outside of China, and he also learned this kind of Western medicine. He told me that some Western missionaries or doctors can stitch broken fingers or toes to the original position on the body of the injured in a certain period of time. Liu Yang should have improved this medical technique, so that he occupied the kidneys of the water demon and obtained the ability to create water spirits. ”。

And the Western clock that Mu Qingming looked back at just now was a gift from his younger brother when he and his wife returned to their hometown to get married.

Mo Han was stunned and speechless for a long time.

This magic is so powerful that it allows the caster to have all abilities that he does not have. Just this little was enough to make Mo Han stunned.

"So you bet that Liu Yang won't take all the native spleens to alchemy?" After a long time, Mo Han, who had been watching her husband, was surprised and asked in a daze.

"Hmm." Mu Qingming nodded, raised the teapot and took a sip of tea, and said, "We have all eaten watermelon, and at the beginning we chewed the seeds together, and we felt that the sweetness in the pot was disturbed, and the taste was no longer pure. Then we learned to spit out the seeds and found that the sweetness did not interfere with it, and the taste was purer. After that, we will all spit out the seeds. Liu Yang is the same, if he tastes the sweetness from this evil art, he will not take the whole piece of Turen Spleen to alchemy. He will be tempted by the aura of the earth that emanates from it. ”。

"That's why I dared to gamble." As Mu Qingming said this, the broom outside the house swept the dust into the flower bed at the bottom of the stairs and stopped, flew back to its original position and stood on the edge of the pillar.

There was also a strange glint in his eyes. It was a glow of joy that took the hunter to see his prey and step into the trap without knowing it.

Mo Han in the room was silent for a long time, and after thinking for a while, he asked her husband: "But how do you know that the native spleen he cut off and implanted in his body is not the native spleen you injected into the Gu egg?" ”。

"It's simpler." Mu Qingming stared at his wife and said, "It's easier than concluding that he won't take it all to alchemy." ”。

Mo Han frowned slightly, and curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"I used to see you cut pork liver, and when Miao Yu washed a whole piece of pork liver and put it on your cutting board, you would never cut the pork liver from the middle with a knife, right?" Mu Qingming asked with such interest, with a smile on his face: "Generally, you start from the edge, start cutting one by one, and gradually cut to the middle. ”。

Mo Han nodded a little dazedly, during which she tried to think about it, and found that it was not just pork liver, but also cattle, sheep and pork, whether it was sliced or diced, it was basically like this, always outside first and then inside.

But she couldn't figure out what it had to do with what Mu Qingming said.

"If Liu Yang wants to cut off the spleen of the native people, he must start from the edge first. The aura of the earth is the most vigorous in the middle, so when he tastes the sweetness, he will definitely leave this piece and implant it in his body. Seeing that his wife didn't know what was going on after thinking about it, Mu Qing stood up and slowly explained, "The rest of the edge will be used for alchemy." And I, I only need to inject the Gu eggs in the middle of the native's spleen. ”。

"I see." Mo Han suddenly realized, and at the same time admired her husband's wisdom.

At the same time, a loud baby cry rang out in their bedroom. Mo Han frowned when he heard this, and sighed.

"My son is hungry, go feed him." Mu Qingming said with a smile as he walked slowly towards the outside of the house.

Mo Han snorted, stood up a little reluctantly, and walked towards the bedroom.

Mu Qingming, who walked to the courtyard, stood beside Ah Hong and Zhang Xiaosheng, and asked with concern: "The cold spring is in your house, are you still used to living there?" ”。

Since Mo Han gave birth to Mu Yunle, Hanquan has moved to Ah Hong's house.

"It's good, the little guy doesn't cry or make trouble, and he can play with us, but his strength is a little big, and sometimes it's really troublesome if he can't hold it." Ah Hong nodded, and Zhang Xiaosheng said with a smile.

"Don't bully him, our dragon lockers are ranked in order of entry, he is your senior brother." Mu Qingming said, reached into his arms, and groped.

After the two disciples nodded, he took out a bronze mirror from his arms. Judging from the style, it is the coffin lid bronze mirror.

A few days ago, when he went to Hongyu's side to see the Gu eggs, Hongyu returned them to him. The Gu eggs have been corrupted, and the Soul Eater Gu has broken out of the cocoon and is born, and there is no longer a need for this coffin lid bronze mirror.

Without hesitation, he handed the bronze mirror to Zhang Xiaosheng and said, "Send it back in a few days, hide it again, maybe you can use it again." ”。

"Got it." Zhang Xiaosheng nodded in response, and at the same time silently warned himself that he must not itch his hands on the underground treasure this time......

To the north of Jinma Biji Fang, there is an alley that has been formed in the Ming Dynasty, and now it is paved with asphalt by Western French, and there is a large compound in the depths of the alley where the road is full of civil structures.

The gorgeous courtyard of Sanjin, surrounded by an Indian-style yard, stands out from the crowd, which also highlights the nobility of the owner of this place.

This is the mansion of Yang Wancai, a big silk merchant in the city. In order not to be unusual compared with the nearby courtyard, Mr. Yang built the atrium house in this courtyard into a two-story small building.

On the second floor of the west wing of the atrium, the best room is the only daughter of the Yang family, Miss Yang's house. On both sides are the maids' residences, but the area is much smaller than the lady's boudoir.

At this time, although it was late at night, in front of the boudoir with the door closed to the young lady, there was still a maid with big pigtails. This is worthy of being the home of a silk merchant, and even the maids are wearing clothes sewn from fine satin.

At this time, the maid standing by the door listened to the giggles coming from time to time in the house, and scolded in a low voice: "Silly eldest sister, a mirror has been happy for a day." ”。

Only at this time, as subordinates, can they have the opportunity to show that they are no different from their masters by scolding their masters behind their backs.

And Miss Yang, who was in the room behind her, bought a mirror from a store today. It was an octagonal diamond-shaped bronze mirror, no more than half a foot in diameter and round inside, with a round button on the north side. With the button as the center, four peonies form a flower-shaped button base, and the button is surrounded by unicorns, heavenly horses, phoenixes, and luanbirds, which are decorated with four folded branch flowers, with leaves, blooming flowers. It looks like an ancient mirror.

But in addition to the fine workmanship, the green embroidery in the simplicity is firm, but after thousands of years of vicissitudes, the mirror is still bright and shining.

The maid at the door couldn't understand, how could such a mirror make a lady who was used to seeing gold, silver and jewelry fall in love for a long time? After dinner, I hid in the boudoir to play with the mirror, and giggled from time to time?

When the maid's muttering fell to the ground, another maid came up from downstairs and came straight to the young lady's boudoir. She was carrying a fruit bowl in her hand, and it seemed that she had brought snacks to the young lady.

When I arrived at the door, the maid who delivered the fruit was stopped by the one with the big braid, and kindly reminded: "Miss is on the rise, and if you enter now, it is equivalent to being scolded." ”。

"What then?" The maid who delivered the fruit became anxious, and said urgently: "Madame said that if you can't send it in, you will beat me." ”。

She had barely finished saying this when a sharp scream rang out from the room.

When the two maids heard the sound, their hearts jumped, and they hurriedly pushed the door in spite of many people.

Standing behind the door, they looked around and couldn't even hear the screams after opening the door, and their eyes were full of surprise in the quiet room.

The lights were bright, and there was no dim room, and the figure of the young lady was gone.

Is Mu Qingming's guess correct? Where did Miss Yang go? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.