Asli, who was sitting in the main hall of the Ghost Sect, soon received the bad news, and the Mo Zhenshan brothers knelt in front of him and kowtowed.

"Forget it, maybe this is the will of God!" Ace sighed.

Outside the hall, the black-robed old man looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and said, "Don't look at the bright moon in the sky now, soon a storm is coming!" ”

Sure enough, a dark cloud soon obscured the moon.

According to the rules of the Ghost Sect, a stillborn baby should be put into a wooden basin immediately, and as for the river, go where it should go.

Fu'er and Mo Zhenjiang looked at the wooden basin in the distance, hugged their heads and cried.

After Mo Zhenshan heard that his cousin's child was stillborn, he was also worried first and then happy, and when his younger brothers and sisters went to see off the dead baby, he quietly took the child to the Ghost Sect Hall to find the old sect master.

When the old sect master saw the arrival of the couple, he knew what they were coming for.

The couple knelt on the main hall with Mo Yin in their arms, and Mo Zhenshan pleaded: "Master, since my brother's son has been stillborn, is it okay for my son?" ”

Ah Sili shook his head and said, "When have the rules of the Ghost Sect been changed? ”

"But our brother is the designated successor of the two masters!"

Ah Sili said: "If your child is hopeless to designate a successor according to the rules of our ghost sect, you will definitely not be reconciled, so you will set up an altar for the teacher to ask the ancestor for instructions." ”

Mo Zhenshan was overjoyed when he heard this, and now he has half hope.

But the old sect master added that this matter would have to wait until Mo Zhenjiang came back, and Mo Zhenshan had no choice but to agree.

After returning home, after Qiao'er put her son to sleep, she asked her husband, "Who is the ancestor of our ghost sect?" Why have we never seen the portrait of the patriarch, let alone the priest's throne? ”

Mo Zhenshan introduced: "The ancestor of our ghost sect is actually a Han person, a very powerful Han person, he has become a god and gone to the sky, leaving us foreign disciples to form the ghost sect and guard the Yin and Yang Gate for generations." ”

On the second day, Mo Zhenjiang and his wife returned and were summoned by the old sect master to explain the matter.

Since their son has been stillborn, Mo Zhenjiang and his wife have nothing to say, so Asli immediately chose an auspicious day to set up an altar to worship the ancestor.

After nightfall, these disciples of the Ghost Sect, under the command of Ye Sugai, pulled out the incense case and placed the three animals and fruits and vegetables in front of the life and death gate halfway up the Maoer Mountain on the west side.

The black-robed old man watched from the sidelines, and the disciples of the Ghost Sect all knelt down in front of the incense case.

It was time to beat the drum, Ace held the sword and rattled the bell, and there were words in his mouth, and two ghost fires appeared in front of the door of life and death, and Qiao'er and Qian'er trembled with fear.

At this time, the peachwood sword slashed out a bolt of lightning, and the black-robed old man hurriedly closed his eyes, and saw a huge figure appearing on the altar, and he was secretly surprised: "This person seems to have seen it in a book!" ”

The lightning and thunder ended, the sky did not rain, and the wind was still.

The old sect master slowly opened his eyes, and he should quickly put down the drumstick and bring a bowl of herbal tea.

These Ghost Sect disciples all raised their heads and held their breath, waiting for the approval of the "Ancestral Master".

Ah Sili meditated cross-legged in front of the incense case, and said slowly: "I have already asked Master Zu for advice just now, it is impossible for Mo Zhenshan's son to take over as the sect master of the Ghost Sect, but. ”

As soon as the disciples wanted to speak, they were attracted by the sect master's word "but", and the audience continued to be silent.

"Although Mo Zhenshan's son cannot succeed to the Ghost Sect Master, his descendants can serve as the gatekeeper of Yin and Yang!"

As soon as these words came out, there should be an uproar, and Mo Zhenshan opened his mouth to ask: "Master, what is the duty of this yin and yang gatekeeper?" ”

The old sect master didn't explain, and he quickly said: "The Yin and Yang Gatekeeper can be said to be in charge of the Yin and Yang worlds, and he changes every hundred and fifty years on average, and he is also a double cultivator!" ”

At this point, the disciples were in an uproar.

The meaning of double cultivation is that you can practice with your partner, this yin and yang gatekeeper is equivalent to a fairy partner, and it is more free than the immortals, and the two worlds of humans and ghosts do not have as many rules and constraints as the heavenly realm.

With a wave of his hand, the disciples shut up again.

"Master Zu said that there was only a chance, but he didn't say for sure, so your descendants must suffer the tribulation of the third generation before they can take up this position!"

The first difficulty: the loss of both parents at birth.

The old sect master looked at the black-robed old man, who showed a puzzled look.

Ace should beat the drum as soon as he leaves, and then dismiss the disciples.

Qiao'er, who returned home, asked her husband about the Yin and Yang Gatekeeper again, and Mo Zhenshan admitted that he didn't know, but he should have said it very clearly, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up, otherwise he and his wife would be the fairy couple of the two worlds of humans and ghosts.

Qiao'er asked: "Then we can still have another child, if our second child is born in time for the Midyear Festival, will we be able to succeed the sect master of the Ghost Sect?" ”

Mo Zhenshan shook his head and said: "The Ghost Sect only selects the eldest son and eldest daughter, and it is only selected once every three years, if it still does not meet the requirements, just wait, the old sect master will keep waiting!" ”

Qiao'er asked: "Isn't the old sect master afraid that he won't be able to wait for that ghost baby to be born?" ”

"Don't be afraid, the people of our ghost sect are not taboo about death, and the ghost messenger will also take care of us!"

Another day passed, from the northwest of the Zongzi Mountain came from the rumbling sound, the sound has been ringing from the early morning to the afternoon, Qiao'er was about to breastfeed the child, but found that her son Mo Yin had disappeared, and hurriedly sent the guard Ge Gen to report to her husband.

When Mo Zhenshan received the news, he was shocked and immediately reported it to the master.

Asli ordered Mo Zhenshan to lead the disciples of the sect to search around, and the news soon spread to the Yuli village at the foot of the mountain, and these villagers also spontaneously united and blocked every road out of the mountain.

In front of the gate of life and death on the top of Zongzi Mountain, Asli took it to say goodbye to the black-robed old man.

"You don't have to feel guilty, this is the fate of this child and even his descendants!" Ah Sili comforted the black-robed old man: "You also saw our ancestor manifest, didn't you?" ”

The black-robed old man was carrying a bamboo basket, and inside the bamboo basket was Mo Zhenshan's missing son Mo Yin.

The wind was surging in the sky, and the old man asked Ah Sili: "Our team has already fought with the Bai Chongxi army of the Kuomintang, they are at the foot of this mountain by the river, but I have not grown wings, and the way out of the mountain is blocked by your disciples, how can I leave with this child?" ”

The old sect master said unhurriedly: "You will leave here safely and smoothly, but I want to leave a memorial for this child!" ”

Ace bit his index finger and placed the tip of his finger in the baby's collarbone socket.

The baby's collarbone is a little red, "This red mole is hereditary, but it's not limited to this place!" ”

The black-robed old man was a little surprised, and at this time, the shouts of the disciples of the Ghost Sect came from the mountainside.

The old sect master took out a brown stone from his pocket and put it in the baby's swaddling clothes, and then waved his hand to Yesuga.

He quickly took a gold ingot from his pocket and stuffed it into the black-robed old man's hand.

The black-robed old man was even more puzzled, and Asli said, "This is my compensation to the child, you can take him out of here!" ”

It was time to beat the drum quickly, and Ace pointed to the door of life and death behind him, and asked the old man in black robe to take the child away.

After the old man walked into the gate of life and death, he turned back to the old sect master and asked, "Can you really reach Zhijiang through this gate?" So what if the child dies in the war? ”

"That's his fate, but I'm sure he won't give up his life easily!"

Asli quickly waved his arms, and then signaled that it was time to stop beating the drums.

Mo Zhenjiang rushed over with Mao Ran and his fellow disciples, but there was no old man in black robe behind the door of life and death.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Mo Zhenjiang asked Asli questions.

Ace looked up at the sky and said, "There is going to be a storm in this world!" ”

Besides, the old man in the black robe went out of the door of life and death, and found himself in front of a memorial arch next to the Zhijiang River, with the quiet Xiangping Village behind him, and the Zhijiang River not far ahead, and at this moment the sky was already dark, and there was a faint sound of gunfire by the river.

The old man hurriedly rushed to the river with a bamboo basket on his back and joined his comrades who were preparing to forcibly cross the river.

When the old man took off his black cloak, Ye Xintian, the instructor of the Red Army, exclaimed: "Old Wei, why are you?" ”

Elder Wei said: "It's hard to say, there is an enemy's hidden fortress on the other side of the river, we must get rid of it, do we have artillery?" ”

Ye Xintian replied with a haggard face: "The artillery has captured one from the enemy, but there is a serious shortage of shells, and we don't know the specific location of the enemy's hidden fort!" ”

"I know!" Elder Wei said confidently, but the cry of a baby came from the bamboo basket behind him, and the team immediately exploded.

The elder Wei hurriedly took the baby out of the back basket, and Ye Xintian hurriedly called the hygienist Xiao Xu to feed the baby.

Ye Xintian asked: "Old Wei, this child is yours?" ”

Elder Wei shook his head and said: "I don't have this blessing, I picked it on the road, I must protect him to live!" ”

"You just said that you know the specific location of the enemy's bunker on the other side of the river, how do you know?"

Elder Wei closed his eyes and said, "I can see it, it's there, at ten o'clock, and at eleven o'clock!" ”

Ye Xintian grabbed the collar of Da Lao Wei's black robe and scolded: "Marching and fighting is not a joke, this is related to the life and death of our entire team!" ”

Elder Wei opened his eyes, pushed Ye Xintian's hand away, and said, "I will never joke with the lives of my comrades, I have always carried this "Capital" with me!" ”

He took out the thick "Capital" from his arms, although this did not mean anything, Ye Xintian still bet on Da Lao Wei.

According to the direction pointed by the old man, the gunner Lao Cao quickly filled the shells and opened fire, exploding one by one, and at this time a loud charge also sounded by the river.

The team began to forcibly cross the river, and the hygienist Xiao Xu returned the baby to the elder Wei, and said: "Let's find him a family, it seems that he was abandoned by his parents not long after he was born, and we can't take him on the march!" ”