The next day, a man in a green robe came to Mo Xun's house. "Who are you?" She Xiaoxi was bored and went to Huang Daxue's house to help rub the buds of rice, leaving Mo Xun alone at home.

"She Huanqing. "Mo Xun doesn't know this person, but he knows his surname, this is a snake clan!

At this time, She Xiaoxi also smelled the demonic aura on She Huanqing's body, and hurriedly said hello to Huang Daxue and went home.

"You're back, your legs and feet are sharp enough!" She Xiaoxi let She Huanqing in, and didn't forget to complain: "Brother, you change your shape, what years are you here, who still wears a robe when they go out!"

Huanqing was squeezed by Xiaoxi and blushed a little. "You pour me a cup of tea, I'm so tired that I can't speak" Huanqing has what Xiaoxi wants in his hand, of course, he has to take the opportunity to call She Xiaoxi.

"I went to inquire in person, and Grandma She Qi told me that She Jiuye and they both opened their spiritual wisdom during the Han Dynasty, and they have lived to be more than 2,000 years old now. When they first spoke to people, they worshipped their sons, and the nine brothers and sisters cultivated together in the Yellow River Valley. Later, when the family business became bigger, they each occupied the mountain as the king. She Jiuye is not an old man, everyone spoiled him, so he gave the dragon vein, She Jiuye also competed, and he also had a relationship with the Qing royal family. Halfway through speaking, Huanqing took a sip of tea, cleared her throat and continued.

"For a while, our snake clan became famous. At that time, She Jiuye had a particularly famous thing, that is, he saved the old prince, and calculated a hexagram for the old prince. It doesn't matter, this is the fate of the old prince! She Jiuye tried his best to support the old prince to sit on the throne. The old prince only wants to be loyal to the little emperor and is unwilling to usurp the throne. With that, Huanqing sighed.

"The fate of the Son of Heaven, does Mr. Baisui know?" Mo Xun asked.

"I don't know, these things are the secrets of the She family, if it weren't for my swear with my life, I wouldn't tell outsiders, and Grandma She Qi wouldn't tell me. Huanqing said.

"Then do you think I should tell him?" Mo Xun tilted his head and looked at She Xiaoxi. The Son of Heaven is fate, but why didn't he become the Son of Heaven?

"I don't know, why don't I give you a hexagram?" She Xiaoxi said.

Huanqing also nodded, "I'll come, you give me the Dharma Protector!" The two lost the-for-tat of that day, and they discussed it like a young couple.

"Cheng, her birthday is not easy to find, you can take my divination. What Xiaoxi said was Mo Xun, Mo Xun didn't know his parents, so he naturally didn't know his birthday.

In this way, the two of them didn't ask Mo Xun's opinion at all, and they began divination themselves. Mo Xun looked at the two of them with interest, the more he looked at them, the more they matched, let's match! Forget it, that stinky man still threw a cold face at She Xiaoxi last time!

Huan Qing sat calmly on the kang, after all, it was a snake that was about to become a dragon, how could he not be able to do this? Xiao Xi sat on the table of the Eight Immortals outside the door, sitting on the table in the same posture.

Huanqing suddenly frowned. Mo Xun was also very worried when he looked at it, didn't something happen? Huanqing's eyebrows seemed to be cracked, his face became more and more ugly, and his handsome face was like a dry earth, mottled cracks. What's going on?

"Anti, anti, anti!" Huanqing suddenly shouted three times! His eyes burst into bloody tears. Mo Xun was taken aback, he didn't know what to do for a while, She Xiaoxi's face was also very bad, his brows were furrowed, it seemed that the divination was not going well.

At this time, Mr. 100 broke into the door.

"You want to kill them!" Mr. Centennial glared at Mo Xun, and Mo Xun was at a loss. Mr. 100-year-old sat in front of Huanqing, he stretched out one hand and hung on the top of Huanqing's head, and the other hand held a piece of black scales, and read Manchu in his mouth, Mo Xun couldn't understand it, there were very few people who could speak Manchu at that time.

After reading a string of Manchu words, Mr. Baisui crushed the black scales, and a golden light drilled from Mr. Bai's other hand to the top of Huanqing's head, and Huanqing's eyes widened instantly.

"I saw it!"

When everything calmed down, Mr. 100 scolded with a straight face as if he was teaching his grandchildren a lesson: "You are really amazing! You dare to calculate everything! Do you dare to calculate your own lifespan? She Huanqing, do you remember what the old man of Yunshan told you? You have to hide! Either you will become a dragon or you will hide! The people of the same clan are protecting you, do you know how many people are waiting to satisfy your hunger!"

She Huanqing bowed his head and didn't dare to speak, Mr. Bai-year-old is Yunshan's friend, and Yunshan is his father-in-law, how dare he resist, besides, Mr. Bai-year-old is indeed reasonable, he picked up such a big bargain, others may be greedy?

"And you, She Xiaoxi, I won't say much about her here, you think about whether you can do it yourself, if you can't do it, you can go back! If you do this again, Grandma She Qi can't save you!"

After Mr. 100 finished counting She Xiaoxi, the next one was Mo Xun: "You... Do you think that not enough people have died because of you? Okay, okay, I didn't say anything about you, why are you crying!"

Mo Xun cried out before Mr. 100-year-old could speak, and crystal tears fell out of his eyes, leaving She Xiaoxi stunned, these tears came too fast!

Mo Xun is not stupid, Mr. Baisui left her to the end, he must have tried to count her down. Where is she wrong, isn't she just doing what she should do!

"Isn't there nothing wrong with it! What are you fierce! Isn't it for you to make such a fuss? You are always unreasonable!" Mo Xun cried so much that She Xiaoxi couldn't help laughing.

"Alright, alright. Speaking of business, what have you calculated?" Mr. 100 looked at her with a headache, so he turned his gaze to She Huanqing. "I saw that in the palace, a woman is giving birth..."

In Huanqing's vision, a young woman was lying in a strange circle of candles and animal blood giving birth, the woman's face was thin, she was screaming in tears, but there was no midwife by her side.

Outside the circle, a middle-aged woman was stirring a white handkerchief in her hand, looking nervous, and she looked out the window while watching the candle not to be extinguished.

Outside the window, an old Taoist priest is kneeling in front of the altar, on which there are nine altars, on which are painted nine lifelike monsters, which are the nine sons of the legendary dragon, which are filled with blood-red flesh and blood-red flesh...... It's the heart!

Wow - the woman's child in the room croaked to the ground, and the Taoist priest stood up as if he had received an oracle, and he held a small knife in one hand and a little girl in the other. The girl's hands and feet were tightly helped, and a large ball of linen cloth was stuffed in her mouth.

Approaching the house, the woman who gave birth had fainted in pain, and the middle-aged woman held the baby and gently wiped the blood on her body, and when she saw the Taoist priest walking in, she hurriedly greeted her. The Taoist priest carried the knife and stabbed it into the heart of the little girl without hesitation, but the little girl could not scream, only whining in her throat, her hair was messy, her eyes were red, and tears wet her whole little face.

But soon, the little girl stopped struggling, the Taoist priest dug out the little girl's heart, the little girl was thrown aside by the Taoist priest like a rag, the little girl suffered a great pain, and died blindly, but the Taoist priest didn't care, the heart was what he wanted, he held the heart to the baby's mouth, drop by drop blood flowed into the baby's mouth, and the baby cried. But the Taoist priest and the middle-aged woman were laughing.

"Gone?" Mo Xun asked.

Huanqing shook her head: "I only see this." And then I felt like someone had dragged me away. Nothing can be seen. Mr. Centennial pondered.

She Xiaoxi opened his mouth and said, "What the hell do you mean by saying they are so cruel!" Mo Xun had never heard of such a thing.

Mr. 100 touched Mo Xun's head: "Okay, let Huanqing go back and rest." "Say it. Mr. 100, I walked out.

Mo Xun stared at Mr. Bai's departure stupidly, and a pain inexplicably rose in his heart, that pain was mixed with anger, and there was a kind of emotion that Mo Xun couldn't describe, as if he had suddenly lost the most important thing. What is it exactly?

Huanqing and Xiaoxi chatted for a while before leaving, Huanqing said that she had gained a lot from going to Xing'anling this time, not only got the mention of She Qi's grandmother, but also released her suspicions with She Jiayun Bingbing, and learned a lot of practical experience. When he came back, he chased after She Xiaoxi and said that he had misunderstood or something, and the relationship between the two of them got better, but they were still young in the end.

Mr. 100 years old walked for a while, Mo Xun was also in a low mood, he didn't like to talk, she Xiaoxi didn't eat anything when she cooked at night, She Xiaoxi didn't think it was lively to eat alone, so he ran to Huang Daxue's house with the food, the two of them ate while chatting, chatting and being happy, Huang Daxue even took out a bottle of liquor from the cabinet, and the two of them drank two glasses.

Mo Xun doesn't care about people, he doesn't eat or drink, she doesn't agree even if She Xiaoxi calls her, she can't understand why she is so sad, why? In the mountain temple, Mr. Baisui is the same, unlike Mo Xun, he knows why he is sad, he knows who the baby is, he knows what they are doing, and he knows what Huanqing said.

That child is the old prince's brother Aixin Jueluo Fulin, they did the legendary rebellion against the sky, they changed Fulin's life, the child who should not be the emperor became the emperor and became the later Shunzhi Emperor. So the one who should be the emperor can't be the emperor and becomes the old prince. Everything is clear.

His father never told him this, and he never even mentioned his mother to him, and he always thought that his mother's death was unacceptable, so he always lived in self-blame.

After living to this age, what he never dared to face was finally cruelly uncovered by a few young people, how could he have the face to point at other people's noses and scold people for not being sensible, which of these three young people did not live longer than him? She is 100 years old, She is 100 years old, you have lived for hundreds of years in vain!

Mo Xun was also influenced by Mr. 100 years old, she devoured Mr. 100 years old's true soul, and was naturally affected by Mr. 100 years old's emotions. She made up her mind to go to Mr. Centenarian to find out, he must have known something.