Hengshan Ancient House.

In the middle of the night, the moon is bright.

The wind was blowing.

I, Meng Yao, Miaofa Dao Chang, Jack, and Tang and Song stood in front of the Hengshan Ancient House.

All five of us had heavy eyes on us, because we knew that we were about to face an unimaginable difficulty. The five of us don't know if we're going to be able to escape this catastrophe, but we have to face it! Because we need to bring to justice the demons and monsters who disturb the peace of the world!

In the afternoon, we have already called our loved ones at home.

Even if it's a last word!

When I was a child, my parents died, and it was only when I first told my uncle that I understood the taste of life and death.

You know, I'm not scared of it, but this time I'm very scared. My parents died early, and I was just a babbling child at the time, so I didn't care about life and death.

When my grandmother died, it really saddened me! But after all, my grandmother is very old, and although her loss aroused my sadness, it did not make me fully understand the pain of life and death.

And now, as my uncle's beloved nephew, I may be leaving him forever!

My heart has never been able to calm down.

I tried to keep myself calm, I tried to keep my tone flat on the phone to my uncle, but I couldn't help fighting, my voice had betrayed me.

My uncle kept asking me on the other end of the phone, but I didn't tell me the truth. However, my uncle also guessed a rough idea! After all, he is his grandmother's son, although he has not practiced metaphysical feng shui since he was a child, he still knows more or less about it.

My uncle didn't ask me too much, he just said to me lightly on the other end of the phone: "If your parents knew that they had a son like you, they wouldn't know whether they would be proud or sad." ”

Oh, yes! If my parents were alive and they knew that I was probably going to die, would they be sad or proud?

Am I sacrificing my life for righteousness and defending the Tao, right? My parents are also exorcists, and they should understand me! But can I understand the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person?

I don't know! But I understand that my uncle on the other end of the phone, he is crying!

I could clearly hear my uncle's whispering sobs, and I could hear my aunt and cousin's wailing.

However, that didn't stop me, and I knew I had no way out!

Compared with the time when I practiced metaphysical feng shui with my grandmother, as the exorcist of the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan, this is my fate!

My destiny is to exorcise the Guardian Path!

When Tang Song called, he had a big fight with his rich father. At that time, I was very reluctant to take risks with Tang Song and us, after all, he was a rich son, and he made money while lying down. He can't take any risks with us.

For this reason, Tang Song and I also quarreled, and Tang Song did not leave after that, but stayed firmly in the team.

It's just that he's getting farther and farther away from me!

I know Tang Song is still angry with me!

But as a brother, how can I bear Tang Song to follow me on the adventure?

Meng Yao and Miaofa Dao Chang talked to Mao Wei on the phone in turn, and they chatted happily, without the slightest melancholy of life and death. Halfway, I also chatted with Mao Wei for a while, and from Mao Wei's mouth, I learned that the ancestor Ma Xiaoling was powerful, and I also knew that my grandmother's cultivation was so high that even Mao Wei was admired.

As for what is the relationship between grandma and Ma Xiaoling?

I do not know! I don't know!

Jack didn't call, and according to Jack, the tomb robbers had no relatives. He didn't call, but I could tell he had someone in mind.

It's just that he can't throw away his face!

But he still wrote down his words in a notebook, and then kindly kept them.

Jack told me that this little book was some of the anecdotes of his tomb robbery, and that he had kept them in the hope that future generations would know about them.

I instantly remembered the third uncle's "Notes on Tomb Robbery"

The wind suddenly got stronger!

There was no more peace outside the ancient house in Hengshan.

"Dao Chief, this wind is so strong, what should we do?" Tang Song asked the Miaofa Daoist beside him.

"Listen to Meng Yao." Miao Fa said long, "Meng Yao has her own measure. ”

Tang Song was stunned and speechless.

"It's time." Meng Yao suddenly said something, ran over and grabbed my neck, and the choke was so hard that I was almost out of breath.

"Mengyao, what are you doing? Ahem, ahem," I asked, in pain.

"Shut up!" Meng Yao whispered angrily, "Don't forget, we discussed it." ”

"I was stunned and speechless! I almost forgot, I'm now the bait that Meng Yao used to lure Miaobi~!

"Brilliant pen!" Meng Yao suddenly yelled at the Hengshan Ancient House, "Don't you have a vendetta with the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan?" Now the descendant of the exorcist dragon clan's Ma family, Ma Xiaoyuan, is in my hands, you come out and let's have a good chat. ”

After Meng Yao's words were finished, calm suddenly returned to the outside of the ancient house in Hengshan.

Meng Yao made a gesture towards the Miaofa Daoist, and the Mystic Daoist understood that he would leave with Tang Song and Jack.

Outside the ancient house of Hengshan, there are only me and Meng Yao!

And I'm Bei Mengyao choked her neck!

"Wonderful pen, you come out! ~" Meng Yao roared loudly!

But the magic pen didn't come out.

"Wonderful pen, you get out of the old lady." Meng Yao shouted again, "Don't you have a vendetta with the Ma family?" Don't you want revenge? Come out! When I come out, I will hand over Ma Xiaoyuan to you. ”

But the magic pen still didn't come out.

"Wonderful pen—" Meng Yao shouted at the top of her voice.

This is, a gust of wind blows, and the wonderful pen comes out!

He appeared in front of me and Meng Yao in the form of a monk in a robe.

"Amitabha-" The wonderful pen typed a Zen saying of the Buddhists.

"Hmph, you're finally willing to come out." Meng Yao snorted coldly and said, "I thought you wouldn't dare to come out!" ”

"Amitabha." Miaobi typed another Zen sentence of Buddhism, "Female donor, you want the poor monk to come out like this, do you really want to give him to the poor monk and let the poor monk fall?" ”

When I heard this, I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

If I miss it, I'll be a pangolin's food on my plate and meat in a bowl!

"What do you say?" Meng Yao smiled, "I know that you have a grudge against the people of the Ma family, he is the descendant of the Ma family, do you want it?" ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk knows that he is a descendant of the Ma family. But why did the poor monk want him? Clever pen asked rhetorically.

"Don't you want revenge?" Meng Yao asked rhetorically, "You must know that the reason why you couldn't cultivate to become a god back then was mostly because of his grandmother. ”

I was stunned and wanted to speak, but I couldn't speak.

Miaobi was also stunned after hearing this, and then said: "What does the female benefactor mean by this?" ”