The roar of the cow shook the whole house violently, and the employees of the various companies in the building thought that there was an earthquake and rushed into the stairs.

Mo Xun saw a terrifying face in the thick fog: it was a huge bull's head, its eyes bursting, and its fur was stained with blood.

"Let's go!" the bull head opened his mouth wide, and a cow's hoof kicked Mo Xun out of the office.

The door of the office was immediately smashed by Mo Xun, and the sharp wooden thorns pierced through Mo Xun's white and tender skin, and his clothes were stained with blood. The moment Mo Xun was kicked out of the office, the office collapsed instantly. Mr. Dust and the bull's head were buried inside.

"Mo Xun, how are you?" Bai Sui hurriedly hugged Mo Xun, and there were a lot of wooden thorns on her back.

"Take it!" Mo Xun handed the voice recorder in her hand to Zhao Yong, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, even the violent sound and the pain of her skin and flesh could not make Mo Xun wake up. Half-asleep and half-awake, Mo Xun touched the ring on his hand, it saved him.

In the distance, the red sarcophagus of Bairentai is walking towards an underground palace, and the plaque of the underground palace is engraved with words that Mo Xun can't understand. Mo Xun followed the people who carried the coffin and walked into the underground palace.

The first to enter the dungeon were torches, young women, sallow, thin, with unkempt hair and sad expressions on their faces.

This was a grand funeral, there was no sobbing, but it exuded great sadness, Mo Xun couldn't help but shed tears, so sad.

The coffin entered the underground palace, and this should be the grave of the person in the coffin. At the end was a young lady with a very white powder on her face, and her complexion was very bad. The bun on the head is high, and the eyebrows are thick and thin. The color on the lips is dark red, which is very typical of the Qin Dynasty makeup.

She walked behind the coffin with a blank face, and the maids and servants around her did not have to carry the coffin in front of them.

This is an extremely strange funeral, the coffin is obviously a nobleman, but no wizards are invited to do it, and no one is crying.

The coffin stopped in front of the ten pillars, and someone above lowered the chain, and the person below tied the chain to the sarcophagus and hung the sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus weighed several tons, and no one dared to shout slogans, and the sarcophagus fell on a three-foot-high stone pillar under the heavy breathing of everyone. All of a sudden, the dust was flying.

The man at the head knelt down in front of the sarcophagus, and the rest of the people also knelt down when they saw this. A path was set aside for the noble lady to walk through.

"Is the coffin sealed?" asked the lady-in-waiting behind her.

"Mrs. Hui, the coffin has been sealed. The maid replied.

The lady nodded. Immediately, he took out a pair of blood-colored jade stones as round as eyes from the sachet on his waist.

"Take the ladder. The lady confessed.

After a while, several servants came over with a ladder and put it next to the coffin. Look at the position should be directly facing the head of the corpse.

"Be careful, ma'am!" said the two maids holding on to the ladder, and the eldest maid ordered a thick straw mat to be laid on the ground, just in case.

The lady did not speak, but slowly ascended the ladder step by step, and when she got closer, she saw that there were two holes the size of eyes in the head of the man in the sarcophagus.

Looking through the hole, there is a wizard's charm inside.

The noble lady took out the two blood-colored jade stones in the sachet and gently pushed them, and they were inlaid on the sarcophagus, which was exactly the same. Like a pair of red eyes.

The screen suddenly shifted

In a house, the noblewoman had just taken off her shoes and danced barefoot, her hair scattered, like a fairy.

Under the reflection of the bronze mirror, Mo Xun saw that it was a face that was slightly similar to himself.

"Miss Zi, are you ready?" an old wizard knocked on the door.

"What is there to prepare for the imminent death of man?" said the noblewoman, who had to sit back on the bed.

And the old witch came in. ”

After speaking, several people with oil paint on their bodies walked in, dressed in strange linen clothes, with straw sandals on their feet, and their eyes revealed endless envy.

At the end of the walk was the white-bearded witch, who was not only on his body, but also on his face with various colors of oil paint.

The picture began to blur at this moment, Mo Xun tried to see all this, she always felt that this matter had a lot to do with her, but she couldn't see anything.

"Mo Xun, how are you? Are you still in pain?" Mo Xun opened his eyes, it was a white ceiling, and there was a shelf for hanging bottles. Hanging bottles?hospital?That's the voice of a hundred-year-old.

"Voice recorder! Have you got the recorder?" Mo Xunteng sat up and asked, taking the hand of the hundred-year-old.

"Got it, don't worry. Looking at Mo Xun's appearance, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, if it weren't for himself, Mo Xun wouldn't have to suffer from this.

"What about Mr. Chen, is Mr. Chen still saved?" Mo Xun asked.

"All that is left of Mr. Dust is a black bone. Officer Zhao said that he had sent Mr. Chen back to his hometown, and that Shuchen had done a lot of good things in his life, and the unjust soul killed by Shuren was moved by Mr. Chen, and decided to let Shujia go from now on. Bai Sui explained to Mo Xun.

"At the age of 100, I seem to know who I am. Mo Xun hesitated for a moment, and told Bai Sui about the appearance of Xu Mingzi these days, leaving the bull head ring, and finally being rescued by the bull head, and dreaming of the underground palace.

"Mo Xun, do you know a legend?" The hundred-year-old god mysteriously told Mo Xun a story.

The protagonists of the story are Qin Shi Huang and Xu Fu. Everyone has heard this story, that is, Qin Shi Huang heard Xu Fu say that there are three immortal mountains in the Bohai Bay, called Penglai, Abbot, and Yingzhou. On the three immortal mountains lived three immortals, with elixir of life in their hands.

So Qin Shi Huang sent Xu Fu to lead a thousand boys and girls into the sea in search of the elixir of life. The later result is also known to everyone, Xu Fu never returned, and Qin Shi Huang also died.

"I know, what do you mean by telling me this? You mean, Xu Mingzi and Xu Fu have a relationship?" Mo Xun thought to himself, it turned out that this Xu Mingzi was still a historical figure.

"What's more, I think it's not that Xu Fu didn't come back at all, but he didn't go at all, he had already found the elixir of life, but he gave it to his family to use together. Centenarian voiced his guess.

How is it possible? Mo Xun came from that time. The degree of centralization is unimaginable to people now, similar to "the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die", not only has to die, but also dies happily. How dare Xu Fu give the medicine to his family and not to the emperor?

"There is no such possibility, the whole world is the emperor, who would dare?" Mo Xun denied the hundred-year-old and said.

"I don't think it's likely, but that's the only way to explain it. According to what you said, you heard the quarrel, then Xu Mingzi and Xu Zi should be sisters. Xu Mingzi said that she is you, right! Then Xu Zi should also have something to do with you. The kettle was boiling, and Bai Sui poured Mo Xun a cup of brown sugar water, which was stirring with a small spoon

Mix to dissipate.

"What does it have to do with me?" Mo Xun hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, I always think she's twins with you. "I don't know why.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, the nurse who came to help Mo Xun change the dressing came over, and her skin burst like this, and when she first sent it over, the little nurse felt that this girl's life was over. However, after two days of staying, it was found that the wound was almost visibly recovered.

"Girl, don't worry, there is no sign of infection, and it will grow soon. It's the first time I've seen an injury recover so quickly!" the little nurse said to Mo Xun with a smile.

"Thank you!" Mo Xun replied politely.

"By the way, Mo Xun, after you fainted, Zhao Yong directly turned on the recorder, Mr. Chen said that the Taoist priest met him in Shenzhen, and he also gave Mr. Chen the ability to see feng shui. Bai Sui fed warm brown sugar water to Mo Xun's mouth and told Mo Xun about the things in the voice recorder.

"He's in Mukden now. Mo Xun thought of the mist that made his skin open, and that person's ability was definitely not inferior to that of the robed man.

"Yes, it was the Taoist priest who killed Mr. Chen that day. Mr. Chen said that he was called a torturer. "Hundred years old said to Mo Xun.

"Zhao Yong, what are they doing?" Mo Xun asked.

"Yes, I found it. It hasn't been a move for days. You haven't been here since you entered the hospital, and you haven't replied to your WeChat messages. "100-year-old also thinks it's strange, Zhao Yong is busy, it's normal not to come to the hospital, but it's too much not to reply to WeChat.

"What's the matter, how many days have I slept?" Mo Xun realized that he had slept far more than a day or two.

"It's been six days. ”

"Isn't it, something happened?" Mo Xun stood up and stood by the window with the curtains pulled. Over the years, the air quality in Mukden has become worse and worse, and the sky is gray.

Bai Sui didn't squeak, it's been six days, there is no news, how can Bai Sui be so smart that he can't think that something is wrong with them? But he has no way to save it, and if he leaves now, it is equivalent to throwing Mo Xun in the tiger hole in the zoo.

"Take me to the police station, I'll take a look. Mo Xun wanted to stand up, but collapsed on the bed.

"You have a good rest. I'll take you there when you're well. Bai Sui helped Mo Xun to the bed.

"What about Xiao Yunshan and Pan, how are they?" Mo Xun felt so powerless for the first time that he couldn't even get up, how could he save people?

"The situation is not good, and my daughter-in-law gave birth prematurely. Xiaoyunshan's company also had problems. "Centennial tells the truth.

Mo Xun's heart sank for a moment, the criminal Daoist did things, and it actually caused trouble to ordinary people! Mo Xun took out his mobile phone from the side of the pillow, and there was a WeChat message from Xiao Yunshan in it: Find Mom, wake up and look for me. Take good care of your injuries and don't worry.

Mo Xun was like knocking over the five-flavor bottle for a while, and when she thought she could deal with the torturers, she was full of confidence and wanted to save the world. After experiencing Mr. Nachen's death, Mo Xun recognized the reality, she is the savior, she should at least protect her family and friends!

"Centennial, take me home. Can you help me get Huanqing back?" Mo Xun looked at Bai Sui with a pleading look.

"Go home?" Bai Sui looked at Mo Xun in disbelief, go home, and get Huan Qing back, what is the meaning behind this, of course Bai Sui understands.

"Come home alive. ”