"Since the split between the two factions a hundred years ago, fewer and fewer people have engaged in the profession of cleansers." Old Man Zhao continued to chat with Li Moyi, his expression was very vicissitudes: "By about fifty years ago, there were only more than ten soul cleaners left in our land, and for so many years, there was only one soul cleansing leader I knew, your grandfather."

Old Man Zhao didn't know what he remembered, and looked helpless: "You don't know how miserable the soul cleaners have been in the past few decades, they don't work anymore, they start to work part-time, the piece of wood in your grandfather's hand, do you know?"

Li Mo nodded.

"It's called 'Shocking Wood', and it's Mr. Washing's housekeeping treasure. But over the years, these cleansers were so hungry that they had to use it to tell stories and ask for food. Old Man Zhao sighed and said, "It's really ironic that the soul cleanser has become a storyteller."

Saying this, Old Man Zhao silently picked up a cigarette and smoked it slowly.

"Your grandfather said that from the moment your father was born, he decided to continue this work in the family. He can only rely on your father and his unborn child. Old Man Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "Ling Yun doesn't want to waste this thing, do you understand?" He has a good heart, and he knows it can save lives. ”

"Why didn't Grandpa teach me?" Li Moyi suddenly asked.

Old Man Zhao laughed twice and said, "There's a reason why he doesn't teach you." Why are you asking so many questions?"

Li Mo glanced at Old Man Zhao and asked, "Do you want me to learn my grandfather's work?"

In fact, Li Moyi was not a fool, he had listened to what Old Man Zhao said so much, he could feel some of it.

"Why do you ask?" Old Man Zhao asked Li Moyi.

"Aren't you going to tell me how to get rich? Or legitimate business. Li Moyi smiled and said, "Tell me, what kind of legitimate business."

Old Man Zhao was silent for a while, then shook his head: "You tell me, do you want to learn?"

"Can you make money?" Li Mo grinned.

"If you are willing to learn, I guarantee that you can earn at least ✘ million yuan this month." Old man Zhao said with a smile: "This industry is all based on their own ability, how much they can earn is uncertain, but there will only be more and more in the future, rest assured, you no longer need to worry about money in your life after entering this industry."

"Will my grandfather let me learn? If he didn't want me to learn, he wouldn't learn. I don't want him to be unhappy when he dies. ”

"He wants you to learn, but he doesn't dare." Old Man Zhao sighed.

"How do you know?" Li Mo was stunned one by one.

"There is no one in the world who knows him better than I do." Old Man Zhao's eyes could not hide his sadness: "There are some things that can't be avoided, he wants you to hide for a lifetime, but can this have results?"

"I don't understand you anymore." Li Moyi said with a wry smile.

"If you don't study, it's hard to say if you're going to get through life safely." "Don't think I'm threatening you. I'm telling the truth. Your grandfather wants you to quit the business and avoid disaster, but it's useless. Your being haunted by a fox demon is just the beginning, and this thing can't be stopped. ”

Li Moyi's expression was difficult to see: "What do you mean, just say it."

"All causes have results, all retribution practitioners, your grandfather once did a big thing wrong, so the disaster he caused must be retributed to you." Old Man Zhao stopped talking, looked at Li Moyi deeply, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Little one, let's make a deal."

"What deal?" Li Mo looked at Old Man Zhao suspiciously.

"I ask you, do you want to learn?" Old Man Zhao did not answer his question.

"Nope." Li Moyi replied simply, Old Man Zhao was like a liar in his eyes, the kind who walked out to the street to tell fortunes and money.

Although Old Man Zhao seemed to know a lot of things, Li Moyi still didn't trust him very much.

"I'm not trying to hurt you. I want to help you. It's enough for you to know that. Old Man Zhao smiled.

Just as Li Moyi was about to continue refusing, Old Man Zhao threw out the last bait.

"When you decide you want to learn, I'll tell you everything, including what happened to your grandfather." Old Man Zhao looked at Li Moyi with a complicated expression. "I can also tell you where your father is gone.

That day, Old Man Zhao didn't say a word to him again, and after saying that, he left silently.

Old Man Zhao told Li Mo to go home and think about it.

When he figured it out and had the answer, he would come to him.

At that time, the people on the road didn't seem to wake up, and I didn't know why, I felt that my brain was very messy, so I sat on the stone in a daze, and it wasn't until the old man Zhao walked for a few minutes that he came to his senses.

When he wanted to ask Old Man Zhao, the old man was already gone.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Li Moyi kept thinking about it on the way home. According to his grandfather, his father died of illness.

But in his childhood memories, his father was not sick at all. It's just that he quietly disappeared.

Over the years, Li Moyi has asked about his father a lot, but his grandfather has always prevaricated and answered, and he was really impatient with his ink, so he used the same old reason to fool him.

"Your father was very ill and died in the field." His grandfather said this no less than ten times.

When Li Mo heard the answer, he asked, "Where is my father's grave?"

Every time his grandfather shook his head, saying that he couldn't move his father's grave back because of special reasons, and when he had the opportunity in the future, he would take him to see his father.

These questions have been around Li Moyi for more than ten years, and he never asked his grandfather again before he became an adult.

Since his grandfather didn't say it, it must have his own reasons, and the deceased is gone, and he doesn't have to keep asking, so as not to make his grandfather sad.

But at this time, the old man surnamed Zhao said that his father was not dead!

His father was missing, and his grandfather couldn't find anyone, so he could only prevaricate him, saying that his father was dead.

It's not just this strange thing, Old Man Zhao said that his grandfather had done a big mistake, what was it? Is it possible that it has something to do with fox demons?

In the few days after Li Moyi returned home, he almost didn't sleep well all night.

Every night, Li Moyi stared at the ceiling, even more confused about his father's death and the wrong things his grandfather had done.

What the hell is Grandpa hiding from him?

On the morning of the third day, Li Moyi really couldn't sleep, so he rubbed his glasses and got up from the bed.

He thought about it for a long time, but he still opened the closed door of the bedside table, and he thought that some clues to these strange things might be found in the ancient books.

Li Mo opened the ancient book and saw the "Chapter of Li Yuanfeng in Beishan County", the ancient painting had been printed on his right arm, and he continued to look back.

"Huh? Why doesn't this look like I've seen it before? Li Mo was shocked.

"Gone? Why is there no title for the chapter..."Li Mo looked down, and the look of surprise on his face became deeper and deeper.

The story says.

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In winter, the nights are as cold as water.

There was a thick fog all around, and a woman leaned desperately on the kang head, trying to call for help, but there was a loud bang. She looked down and saw a white-haired hand rushing out from under the kang.

Next, the woman seemed to fall into an ice cellar, the whole person seemed to have fallen into the water, a white thing quickly wrapped around the woman's body, soft hair, rubbing on the woman's shoulder, the woman's hand unconsciously wanted to start to break free, but the cold couldn't lift it at all.

"Don't be afraid!" The thing whispered, its voice low, bringing a tingling sensation to the woman's body, and the woman's body was quickly enveloped in pain.

……

"Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang......"

"Yue'er? Yue'er?"

A deep call pulled the woman back from her nightmare.

The woman squinted her eyes and looked around, finally seeing who was sitting in front of her with the medicine.

"Sir?" The woman looked at her tired face, and the bloodshot old man screamed in a low voice.

"Yue'er, come, take medicine, and then lie here, no one will hurt you." The eldest man said, raised his hand to help Yue'er, and fed Yue'er medicine.

After drinking the medicine, he took the candied fruit and let Yue'er hold it, relieving the bitterness.

The eldest man went out to visit relatives a few days ago, and he just returned home today. He always felt that this little girl had a good heart and wanted to accept her as his goddaughter.

Yue'er shook her head and narrowed her eyes, recalling the nightmare life of the past five days.

……

Five days ago, Childe suddenly disappeared, Yue'er was sad and confused, somehow, since that night, she has had the same nightmare every day and every night.

The nightmare lasted for five days and five nights, Yue'er lay on the kang for five days and five nights, and no one had seen Yue'er except for the white dog.

The white dog is also like a mute and will not answer any of her questions.

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"Yue'er, the scar on your neck is a wound, the kind that will leave a scar." The eldest man looked at Yue'er for a long time.

The eldest man raised his hand, he touched the scar on Yue'er's neck, for Yue'er, leaving a scar is no longer important.

"You're relieved here." As the old man spoke, he pulled Yue'er's quilt and let Yue'er lie down.

Moreover, I also called a little girl from outside, her name is Anzhi, this little girl was bought for Yue'er, in the famine and barren years, human life is like weeds, buying a maid is a common thing, not expensive.

An Zhi is two years younger than Yue'er, with a snow-white forehead, red lips, and an elegant and soft name, An Zhi took care of her during the five days that Yue'er was asleep.