Yuan Yu didn't even have the strength to speak, and when he just woke up, he saw Miss Bu Xi with her waist crossed and angry.

Guarding the gate of the stockade were young men who grew up with Miss Buxi, but these people refused to let them into the stockade, to be precise, they refused to let Yuan Yu into the stockade.

Miss Bu Xi was naturally unhappy, seeing Yuan Yu's sick appearance, how could she dare to throw Yuan Yu outside alone.

Yuan Yu always felt that Miss Bu Xi was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, and Miss Bu Xi didn't have the slightest impression of Yuan Yu at all.

This went on until midnight, in the brightly lit village, an old man led people out, and when Miss Buxi saw the comer, she cried out and squatted on the ground, sobbing and complaining: "Grandpa, my brother is lost, these bastards won't let me enter the village......"

The old patriarch first poked a few young men who were guarding the door with a crutch, and then ran over to wipe Bu Xi's tears with pity and asked Bu Xi about the situation along the way.

Miss Buxi stood up angrily, and after talking about what she had encountered along the way, she was still worried about her brother between the words.

The old patriarch looked very lightly: "The boy goes out, life and death depend on fate, besides, I haven't seen any soul lights extinguished in the ancestral hall recently, I think about it, Huaiwen's grandson should be fine!" It's you, you've suffered a lot along the way! ”

After Bu Xi finished complaining about his grievances, his anger naturally dissipated most of it, he remembered something, his face was full of fear, and he said: "Grandpa, on the way back from Inner Mongolia, I heard that on the night my brother disappeared, it rained a lot, and someone saw a dead person crawling out of the river, and then there was a thunder in the sky!" But when I went back, it was as if nothing had happened, but it was quiet! ”

The old patriarch's face changed a little, and he changed the topic: "Nonsense, what age is it, dead people can still crawl out of the river, the thunder can be led down so easily, the evil thing that can lead the thunder has already given birth to a big mess, so you can still live here to talk nonsense!" ”

"Where am I talking nonsense, grandpa, look at this!" Miss Buxi angrily took out half a palm-sized piece of wood from her arms.

The color of this piece of wood is indistinguishable, but the skin is yellow-brown up close, but the flesh is stained with blood, and from a distance it is black and shiny.

The old patriarch took it, leaned under his nose and sniffed it, his peaceful gaze became as sharp as a sword, and he murmured in a low voice: "Lightning strikes wood, but it doesn't scorch and can't fire, it's indeed thunder!" ”

The old patriarch didn't speak again, hid quietly, and pulled Bu Xi to the village: "Girl, go back with grandpa, in a few days, visit the sisters who are going to college outside the mountain, and be literate, there are many customers in our village recently, don't mix with your daughter, otherwise other families will have opinions!" ”

Bu Xi was not happy, and stood up: "They dare!" I dare to have opinions in my house, and it's turned upside down! ”

The old patriarch smiled bitterly and begged: "The soul lamp of our ancestors has long been exhausted, but there has been movement recently, this is a big deal, the side branches of the corpse inheritance bloodline, have been invited by grandpa to the village, such a big thing, grandpa really can't be the master!" ”

Miss Buxi's eyes widened, and finally she pouted and said, "That...... Then I knew I wouldn't come back, I didn't go to school, those sisters always made fun of me when they went to school, I didn't look for them, I went to Luojia Gu Village to play in two days! ”

The old patriarch was stunned: "Luojia Gu Village? Which Luojia Gu Village? Why doesn't Grandpa know that you still have friends in Gu Village? ”

Bu Xi snorted and raised his head proudly: "I'm a big girl, Grandpa, it's the Luojiazhai with the most powerful Gu art inheritance in the Twelve Gu Villages, when I came back, I encountered a little ghost in the way, and the sister of the Gu Village saved me and gave me a long way!" ”

The old patriarch nodded suddenly, revering with some joy: "Oh, that's good, that's good, Gu Village is different from us, Gu art is passed on to women and not to men, let's pass on men but not women, you go to Gu Village, but you have to learn sensible!" ”

Bu Xi also nodded very happily, and then pointed at Yuan Yu: "Then Grandpa, what should he do?" If you don't take him back to the village, if something happens, it won't be good! ”

The old patriarch saw that Yuan Yu was in a weak spirit, and the childishness of the young man on his face had not faded, so he grabbed Yuan Yu's wrist for a long time, and hesitated for a long time: "Look at the pulse, this Han family baby seems to have been injured, and the body is fine, there is no big problem, it is said that during this time, grandpa should not let outsiders into the village, but a child, he can't be left to fend for himself, so let's take it back together, but you can't stay in the village for too long, when you go to Luojia Gu Village, take him with you, and take him back to find his family in the future!" ”

Miss Buxi was worried about it, and when she learned that her brother was safe, the stone in her heart naturally put down, and she arranged a place to live with Yuan Yu, and she went to find her parents with joy and asked for peace.

The mother didn't see it, and Bu Xi learned at this time that the female dependents in the village were all borrowed by the old patriarch, and at this time, Bu Xi felt a little uneasy in his heart again.

After coming back, Miss Bu Xi wiped the ointment on Yuan Yu's face, boiled the medicated porridge, and fed Yuan Yu to eat, seeing that Yuan Yu had a few scabbed scars on his face, and the eyebrows were not annoying, Bu Xi giggled: "It's not annoying, you sleep well, adjust your body, and my sister will send you home!" ”

Yuan Yu thought about it, but did not argue until Miss Bu Xi left, and only himself was left in the house. Yuan Yu struggled to get up, and took out the tightly sealed small jar that Zhang Yan gave him in his coat pocket, and opened a corner, the taste was disgusting.

Zhang Yan said that if the contents of this jar were poured into the soul lamp enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Bu Xi family, the ancestor of the Bu Xi family would never be reborn.

This sister is a good person, and the master needs the help of the ancestors of the Bu Xi family to expel the corpse poison in her body and save her life......

Yuan Yu held the jar and was silent for a moment, raised his hand, used all his strength, through the window, and threw this disgusting thing out fiercely, as for himself, Yuan Yu was a little lost in his heart, in this life, I am afraid that I will not be able to see the master and brothers......

In the Miao family village, the houses are mostly stilted wooden buildings, the first floor is fenced off, not living people, raising livestock or putting sundries, and at the same time isolating the moisture of snakes, insects, rats, ants and the ground, and the second and third floors of the house used to live in are also engraved with strange Tai Chi gossip, lotus lotus seed pictures and other patterns or esoteric ancient runes.

Not far from Yuan Yu is where the Bu Xi family lives, the jar, stumbling, and finally falling into the fence on the first floor, the napping chickens in the corner, after the riot, it was quiet again.

This night, Bu Xi's father, Bu Xi Shaoli, woke up suddenly, and in the moonlight, the Taiji diagram depicted on the beam of the house made him a little dizzy, and the old peach wood sword hanging diagonally on the wall of the main hall was like blood, and it fell down by itself.

Under the peachwood sword, there are neatly stacked azure hats, azure shirts, straw shoes, and on the wall opposite the incense burner, there is a portrait, under which is printed "Ancestor Bu Xi Chensha".

Such house decoration and dressing can be seen everywhere in the stockade.

At the same time, on the road from Shandong to Guizhou, Aunt Xishuang Xiaodao was already asleep in the car, and in the seat behind the car, Old Man Xiao looked gray and lifeless.

Song Cheng, who was driving in the car, hung up the phone and said softly: "If you enter the Miao District in the deep mountains of Guizhou, you can't open to traffic, so I can't send you anymore!" ”

Xichen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's already troublesome Brother Song, I don't know how the ancestor of Bu Xi's corpse chases the first lineage, how can a person who has been dead for hundreds of years still be able to return to the world, and I am too one sect, and I have nothing to do with the corpse chaser lineage, Master, I'm afraid he is more than lucky!" However, it is better than waiting for death without hope! ”

Song Cheng smiled, noncommittal.

Shandong Laoshan Mountain, Qingming Temple, Qingming Taoist people close their eyes and meditate in front of the statue of Daojun.

Wu Chunyuan looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him who was meditating with his eyes closed in confusion: "Master, my master died because of the Taiyi Sect, why do you still use Taiyi Divine Art to help the people of the Taiyi Sect?" In my opinion, Yuan Yu, who killed the master, is not dead at all! Those people are probably lying to us! ”

Qingming Daoist handed over a futon and patted Wu Chunyuan, who sat down cross-legged. Only then did the Qingming Taoist speak: "There is a loss in mindfulness, and the blame is self-inflicted, and you can't blame others!" Those who have entered the Tao have no shackles and delusion into cause and effect, how can they talk about purity and self-control? ”

Wu Chunyuan was still at a loss: "Then Master, you helped the Taiyi Sect, isn't it also considered to be in vain?" ”

Qingming Daoist smiled slightly, opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear: "Do you recognize the jade pendant?" ”

Wu Chunyuan shook his head: "I don't recognize it!" Taiyizong said that the jade pendant was Yuan Yu's personal thing! ”

Qingming Taoist shook his head: "That is actually a thing of the cave Xuan, my Taoist Taoist has three caves, four auxiliaries and twelve parts, Dongzhen, Dongxuan, Dongshen, four auxiliary Taixuan, Taiping, Taiqing, Taixuan, and Zheng...... You see, this son Yuan Yu, rootless, sourceless, helpless, and unbelonging, seems to have little fate with my Taoism, but, if you think about it carefully, in Longhu Mountain, the side door and the left Taoist sect gathered, and it led to the cave god disciple Yuan Zhenzi, not long ago Inner Mongolia Liaohe was in trouble, the ghost girl appeared, and it also has a great relationship with this son, when this son was born and died, the two brothers of black and white impermanence, Liaohe angry eyes King Kong shadow, coffin door disciple Leng Mingqi, now there is Dong Xuan jade pendant, it seems that Dong Xuan and this son are also inextricably linked, and even, the ancient Wu Motai sword family, is also the same brother of this son...... If you think about it carefully, over the years, have all the things in the Xuanmen Sect had the presence of this son? The Qinling Mountains alone is the cause and effect of the heavens, you say, how can such a person, such a person with such a great cause and effect, die? ”

The more Qingming Daoist spoke, the heavier his tone became.

Wu Chunyuan brewed a cup of tea and respectfully held it to the Qingming Daoist: "Since there is such a big cause and effect, Master, you should avoid it from afar?" ”

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the Qingming Daoist, staring at the Sanqing statue in the Taoist temple, where the green smoke was filling, and the Qingming Taoist suddenly said: "This cause and effect, I am afraid that God has descended on me and all the other Xuanmen warlocks......"

When there was a loud sound, Wu Chunyuan was stunned, and he knocked down the teacup, as if he didn't know......

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