The sad look on grandma's face turned to joy in an instant, and the faint expectation in her eyes seemed to look through Xia Chongming: "What method, does it have anything to do with Mingming?" But she really can't figure out what kind of "magical power" this partner who has played with her granddaughter since she was a child can be? I also watched this child grow up, and I didn't think she was anything strange!

The young Taoist priest brushed up his folded sleeves, regained the cold tone that rejected the living, and said, "Well, indeed. But please avoid it for a moment, I would like to talk to this young lady. Although his words sounded very cold, they were very polite, which made it difficult for Xia Chongming to refuse for a while, and Xia Chongming had to slowly walk to his side and listen to the young man's next plan.

As soon as he got close to him, Xia Chongming smelled a strong medicinal fragrance, and after carefully looking at this boy, Xia Chongming unexpectedly found that he was still very handsome, but he was handsome in that cold type, and his whole body exuded a bubbling cold.

His skin looks very white, even a few points whiter than Xia Chongming's girl, but it doesn't feel like a normal white, a little Xia Chongming only feels that his skin is not a little bloody, it is pale.

The face of this Taoist priest made her feel inexplicably familiar, as if they had seen each other a long, long time ago.

"You...... What else can you do? Xia Chongming asked timidly, to be precise, he was frightened by this person's cold aura, and his tone was weak.

After encountering that kind of evil thing in the grove just now, her body has always been cold, although she has been holding on, she still can't help but tremble, and for some reason, there has been a tearing pain in her left eye, which makes her facial expression a little distorted.

The young Taoist priest turned around and began to clean up the things on his small wooden table, lowered his head and said to Xia Chongming unhurriedly: "The way is to use your blood as a sacrifice, otherwise there is no way to continue the awakening ceremony." But you don't have to worry about anything to lose, and as compensation I can help you renew the fire that was put out on your shoulder. ”

His tone was too cold, which made Xia Chongming, who didn't know why, stunned for a moment.

Xia Chongming's face was full of doubts, and he pondered the meaning of his words. She did encounter evil things when she came, but how could there be fire on people's shoulders, she had never heard of this, could it be that the cold feeling she felt during this time was because she was missing a fire? That's hilarious, isn't it? But it's really nothing to have to get your own blood, but if you want to renew the fire......

The Taoist priest seemed to have read through her thoughts, and added, "When you came, did you encounter something strange? Haven't you heard of walking at night and not looking back? There are three fires on the body, one on the head and one on each shoulder. Just now, you've got a handful of skids on your shoulders. If you don't continue this fire today, don't say anything about your serious illness when you go back, according to your physique, the remaining two will be extinguished sooner or later, and then you will wait to see Hades! ”

The Taoist priest squatted down and rummaged through the things under the table, tilted his head and said to Xia Chongming.

The Taoist priest took out a palm-sized white jade tripod from the bottom of the table, the workmanship of the tripod is very fine at a glance, but the patterns carved on the four walls are a little weird, it seems to be a human shape, but it is extremely distorted.

He took out another knife, and before Xia Chongming could react, he had already pulled Xia Chongming's hand and cut it, and the red liquid flowed down Xia Chongming's palm into the white jade ding.

Xia Chongming was just about to break free of his hand, but when he turned his head, he saw that this Taoist priest was holding his hand with a serious face, no matter how much strength she used, her hand seemed to be held down by this Taoist priest, and she couldn't move, so she could only stare at this Taoist priest with an angry face.

As the blood dripped drop by drop, Xiao Ding was gradually filled with Xia Chongming's blood, and then looked at Xia Chongming's hand was already slightly white, at this time Xia Chongming had already scolded this stinky Taoist priest a thousand times in his heart, and it was really the same as Luo Luo said! This Taoist priest is too annoying! But in front of so many people in the Lin family, she was embarrassed to make trouble, after all, now everyone thinks this stinky Taoist priest is a lifesaver.

After a while, Xiao Ding was full. So the Taoist priest let go of Xia Chongming's hand, turned around and placed Xiaoding on the offering table in front of the tomb. Xia Chongming shook his hand fiercely at the moment he let go, and took a step back with his hand, at that moment she felt that the Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, but she suppressed her anger in her heart and didn't think about this small action of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest picked up the knife just now, cut it in his palm, clenched his fist and took out a paper cup to drip his own blood, and after a while, he turned around and handed it to Xia Chongming.

He said lightly, "Drink it." Smear the rest of the blood on the wound you just had. ”

"This ......" Is this a cup of blood for her? Is it so naïve? Since I took a cup of her blood just now, I will give her a cup of blood back now, which is funny. Xia Chongming turned his head with a "hum", obviously not accepting his "return gift".

But she didn't know that this cup of blood was a good thing, and many people spent a lot of money to beg Li Daochang to sell them a drop, but Li Xuehuang never agreed. Li Xuehuang snorted lightly: "You don't want to renew your fire?" That's a good thing. "It seems that she doesn't remember him at all.

A gust of cold wind blew, which made Xia Chongming, who was already getting colder and colder, shiver again, thinking that although he still couldn't help it, he couldn't joke with her life, so he took the paper cup, tilted his head and drank it.

A fishy sweet smell of blood spread in her mouth, but there was also a strong smell of medicine that reminded her of what she had smelled when she had just approached this priest. Xia Chongming thought about it: It seems that there are still many strange things in the world, and some people actually use Chinese medicine as perfume! After drinking it, her body did warm up a lot, and the remaining few drops were dropped on the palm of her newly injured hand, which was magically healed!

Just when she thought she was fine, the eyelid of her left eye twitched, and a sharp pain came from her eye, which made Xia Chongming quickly cover her eyes and rub them gently.

Li Xuehuang didn't care about her when he saw that she had finished drinking, and when he saw that she was covering her left eye in pain, he only frowned slightly, and continued to tidy up the wooden table in front of the tomb.

Xia Chongming saw that there was nothing to do with her, so he walked towards Lin Luo on the side, and the two of them chatted while watching the Taoist priest arrange the offering table and do things there, and Grandma Lin Luo still stared at the grave with a worried face.

The Taoist priest took out a small peachwood sword from under the table, as well as a black and red peach beard, and began to do the work.

What made Xia Chongming wonder was that he was not writhing around in front of the grave like the dancing god seen in the TV series, but just standing in front of the grave and reading something silently with two fingers upright.

At this time, everyone's attention was attracted to him, and after reading it, he poured all the blood in the white small ding in front of the grave, this action made Xia Chongming gasp, and scolded in his heart: It's too wasteful!

There were two or three long finch cries in the woods in the distance, but the cold flashlight light was a little hazy at this time, as if a layer of mist was covering Xia Chongming's eyes, which made her feel that the scene in front of her was a little illusory, and even a little deformed, so she rubbed her eyes again, thinking that she was just dizzy due to lack of sleep.

Seeing that the Taoist priest finished pouring the blood, he didn't do anything anymore, silently holding the peachwood sword in place and waiting quietly.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, Lin Luo and Xia Chongming hurriedly hugged each other, and everyone who blew hurriedly held up their hands to resist, and for a while, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and the leaves crackled together, like thousands of people clapping their hands.

Strangely, the wind that could knock people down did not blow down the small offering table in front of the tomb, but only slightly blew the corner of the tablecloth around. The Taoist priest stood motionless in front of the grave, his wide robe blown by the wind, holding a wooden sword in his hand, indifferently looking ahead. Xia Chongming glanced at him in a trance, and even felt that there was a trace of Dao Bone Immortal Wind.

There was a faint smell of blood in the wind, and in addition to that, there was an indescribable coldness, which was creepy, Xia Chongming was excited, touching the goosebumps on his arm, and his intuition told her that it was much colder than in the grove just now!

But at this juncture, the pain in her left eye became worse and worse. The pain in her left eye, combined with the strong wind, made it impossible for her to open her eyes at all. I tried to squint my eyes to see the situation around me clearly, but I saw that there seemed to be an extra shadow in front of the Taoist priest!