Xiaobao glanced at the medicine on the table and asked, "Mother-in-law, is this the medicine for my mother's mother?" ”

Aunt Ma nodded.

Xiaobao said: "I'll take it and feed my mother." ”

"Go ahead." Aunt Ma's eyes were loving, as if she liked him very much.

Aunt Ma watched Xiaobao carefully stuff a pillow and raise it, and fed Shangguan Jing medicine one by one.

Ma Rope smiled rarely, "That kid is so sensible." ”

Gongsun Yan said: "Well, it was the lady who taught it well." Because something happened before, we only met in April, so for the past seven years, the lady has been taking Xiaobao alone. ”

"What?" Aunt Ma turned her head to look at him, her eyes accusatory.

Gongsun Yan knew that Aunt Ma must have a deep relationship with the Flying High Priest and was also the elder of his mother, so he apologized, "I'm sorry, it was my negligence, Aunt Ma, don't worry, I will take good care of them in the future, and this situation will not happen again." ”

Aunt Ma seemed to be still dissatisfied in her heart, and snorted coldly, don't overdo it.

Looking at Xiaobao's sensible appearance, I felt sad for a while, they have suffered their mother and son all these years.

"Ahem......" Shangguan Jing coughed a few times.

Xiaobao immediately put down the bowl and wiped the potion that slipped from the corner of her mouth.

Gongsun Yan helped her up and patted her on the back.

Shangguan Jing opened her eyes and looked around, "Where have we been?" ”

Gongsun Yan said: "You were tricked by that great wizard, and it was Aunt Ma who solved the Gu for you last night, and we were in Aunt Ma's house." ”

Shangguan Jing looked at Aunt Ma and saw that she was dressed in a dark gray robe, with a hooded cloak on the outside, snow-white hair, and a carved scepter on one side.

After only two seconds of looking, Shangguan Jing smiled, "Thank you, Aunt Ma, for saving me." ”

"No, you don't."

The hemp rope voice was soft, and those penetrating eyes also looked at Shangguan Jing with kindness.

The way he spoke was exactly the same! The voice is similar, except that her eyes are brighter and more moving than those of the flying sky, and the watery ones seem to be filled with the fragrance of the world.

Dressed in red, enchanting and charming.

The appearance is the same as Feitian, but the personality is very different, like a goblin.

Aunt Ma unabashedly showed a favorite expression.

"Jing'er, how does your body feel? Is there anything wrong with it? Aunt Ma took a few steps forward and asked carefully.

Shangguan Jing inexplicably had a good impression of her and smiled, "It's okay anymore, I don't feel uncomfortable at all." ”

Ma Rope nodded reassuringly, "That's good." ”

"That's right." Shangguan Jing suddenly asked, "What kind of Gu did the wizard give me?" Did you do anything bad? ”

In the previous life, Shangguan Jing heard that wizards descended Gu, firstly, for the sake of evil, and secondly, to make puppets and make people do bad things.

"That wizard is controlling you, presumably to suck your essence. When I stopped you, you beat you badly, you see. Gongsun Yan sighed, raised his hand, lifted a sleeve, and his arm was dark and green, with a very aggrieved expression.

Shangguan Jing looked at it and was angry, "Damn! That old immortal actually let us kill each other, and if he is caught one day, he will definitely be worse off than dead! Hurt my father-in-law and kill him! ”

Gongsun Yan looked satisfied.

Aunt Ma was taken aback by her words, why is the little goddess's personality so strong......

I don't know who it is......

On the shore of Sun Moon Lake, there are white tents, and a circular sacrificial platform is built in the center, on which six pillars stand.

The top is lit with shark oil, and the blue flame will not be extinguished all year round.

Kneeling below the altar sat several rows of wizards in gray robes, chanting in their mouths, and on the altar, a middle-aged man in white robes,

The status is significantly higher than those people.

He crossed his hands on his chest, looked up at the night sky, chanted reverently, and then knelt on the ground, bowed three times, and raised his head.

A group of people walked in front, led by a woman in white, with a white veil covering her face and a cold temperament.

The pair of eyes left outside, like an ice fountain, were clear and crystalline, and the crystal pendant on her forehead could shine crystal clear even in the dark night.

She walked up to the stage, followed by six women, standing separately.

When the patriarch saw her coming, he got up, leaned down, and slowly retreated from the altar, standing below, closing his eyes and praying.

Xue Yao stood on the phoenix seal in the center of the altar, the corners of her clothes were windless and automatic, and under the blue firelight, she was like a night elf.

Two stood on either side of the stage, beating drums,

Xue Yao took off her veil to show respect, her hands were sealed, and suddenly the clouds were thick, and lightning bolts were pulled out of the clouds.

Xue Yao took a step, lightly on the phoenix seal, and stepped out of complicated steps.

With the gradual sound of the drums, Xue Yao's pace began to speed up, the drums beat more and more, and the wizard kneeling below chanted quickly.

The white figure on the stage, following the sound of the drum, moves fast and slow, fast like a warrior throwing blood, and slow like a free and dashing swordsman.

The sky began to thunder.

The drum beat slowed to fast, from fast to slow, and finally to lasts for a long time.

Xue Yao took her steps, the corners of her skirt fluttered, she stopped with her back to them, and her white fingertips picked up the veil behind her ears and put it back on.

At this time, all the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed, leaving a cold full moon.

Six women followed her down the altar.

The patriarch followed.

Xue Yao walked to a sedan chair that was hollowed out on all sides and covered with white veil.

Ling'er lifted the white veil, and after Xue Yao sat in, she put it down and stood aside to wait.

The patriarch stood in front, his gaze always looking down.

Xue Yao said lightly, "Tomorrow night's sacrifice will be handed over to you." ”

The patriarch replied, "Yes, high priest, please rest assured. ”

As soon as Ling'er raised her hand, the four women lifted Xue Yao lightly, luckily went up, and stepped on the moon, leaving a cold shadow.

For ordinary sacrifices, Xue Yao only needs to sacrifice to the sky one night in advance, so there is no problem with the sacrifice on the second day.

The Western Regions has always been a peaceful and prosperous era, so only when it comes to important festivals and the first day of the new year, will he personally lead the sacrifice.

Although these people are all sorcerers, they are doing things for the country and the people, and everyone has been planted with Gu in their bodies, and once they betray the country, they will die directly.

After the festival is over, there are still sorcerers who take turns to wait.

The tents are far away from the altar, and each tent is about twenty meters apart, and these people are here the rest of the time except for festivals and major events.

The patriarch was in the tent, making the bed and preparing to sleep, when suddenly there was a 'bang', and a dark shadow was projected on the tent, startling him.

The patriarch frowned, lifted the tent and went out to see what it was.

I walked around and didn't see anything suspicious, shook my head, thinking that it should be a cat or something.

As soon as he entered the tent, he saw a cloud of black mist rushing in front of him, and there was a red fruit in it, with twisted bones, a pair of hellish cold eyes staring at him, and a strange smile hanging on the corner of his shriveled mouth.

[Author's digression]: The little masters should know what this mass of things is, right?