Things are getting more and more complicated, the 100-year-old family is doing a funeral, they can't help but let the 100-year-old go, if he goes, it means that his life safety is not guaranteed. The hundred-year-old grandparents have already died for the hundred-year-old, will there be a third substitute for the deceased at the hundred-year-old? The ghost of the underworld gave the hundred-year-old a way to live, but the evil ghost would not discuss with Mo Xun.

"Zhao Yong, I'm She Xiaoxi next to Mo Xun, what's going on in the underworld?Are the immortal families in the Great Xing'an Mountains affected?"

"The judge fled with the hundred-year-old life and death file. Without a life and death file, even Hades can't give an order to be wanted for a hundred years old. Now everyone is looking for a judge!" Zhao Yong's tone was a little anxious, it was the time to investigate the case, and none of the immortals around him were left behind and let the underworld requisition.

"Mo Xun has something wrong now, I'll ask her to contact you tomorrow morning, and I'll tell you......" Xiao Xi tried to be as simple as possible, and told Zhao Yong what Mo Xun told them about Xiao Huan and the 100-year-old grandparents' substitution for death. Zhao Yong was also very surprised when he heard this, it was already the second half of the night, Zhao Yong and they had been staying up for several days, and it seemed that they would have to stay up for another night tonight.

"I understand, I'll send someone to check on Xiao Phantom's matter as soon as possible. Zhao Yong said.

"There is also Xu Qinghui, that twenty-year-old girl, the cause of death of that little girl we know, she was bought for her life. This Fengtian City is not peaceful, and the powerful and the Yin people are colluding, so you must do it as soon as possible. On the other side is Xiao Tian's person, Xiao Xi chooses to believe him unconditionally.

"We will grasp the evidence in these cases as soon as possible and investigate them together, so you don't have to worry. Zhao Yong hung up the phone.

Chaos, the sky changed this night, and the robed man fled with the hundred-year-old life and death file in order to protect Baisui and Mo Xun. The 100-year-old grandparents died for the 100-year-old, the funeral of the 100-year-old family still has to be taken care of, and which half-yin person Xiaophanta and the ghost girlfriend whisper, what is this! This stable day is over!

Thinking of this, Xiaoxi couldn't help but complain to Huanqing: "Husband, what are you talking about! Could it be that it really turned that group of yin people upside down?"

"These techniques of the Yin people are not like the ones that often appear in our Northeast, nor do they seem to be the handiwork of the Japanese, they are a bit like the Yin people in the south or Southeast Asia. According to what Mo Xun said, the little ghost platinum who stole the cultural relics of the Forbidden City was taken away from his soul and raised as a ghost thief just after birth, so it means that the yin person who raised ghosts and sold them to the powerful has been lurking in Fengtian for at least 20 years. Huanqing analyzed methodically.

"The death of the hundred-year-old grandparents also coincides with this time period, could it be the same person?" Xiaoxi remembered that she had heard Mo Xun mention that it has been five years since she graduated from college at the age of 100, and the age of graduating from college should be about twenty-two years old, so it is said that the age of 100-year-old is about the same as that of platinum.

"It's a possibility. Huanqing agreed with Xiaoxi's statement.

The two of them studied all the way and found that the foreshadowing of all these things was basically revealed more than 20 years ago, who did this ritual of substitution for death for the 100-year-old? Who raised the ghost stealing platinum?

There is also Xiao Fantasy's Hua Wen Group, Xiao Xi searched with his mobile phone, Hua Wen Group's fortune was more than 20 years ago, Hua Chuanze secretly smuggled fashion clothes between Hong Kong and the mainland before Hong Kong's return to the motherland, so he made a fortune, and after saving a lot of money, he laundered money and invested it in the film company.

Huanqing decided to take Mo Xun home by herself, and asked Xiaoxi to go to the police station now to find Zhao Yong and tell him everything they knew and all their analysis. This time they are no longer "some kind people" in society, they have to be real

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At half past six in the morning, Mo Xun was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone, her face looked a little hideous, and the makeup from yesterday's date with a centenarian was mottled.

"Mo Xun, good morning. Stinky old man, I have something to say to you. "The hundred-year-old voice is still so gentle.

"Good morning, I'm so sleepy, I'll get back to you later. "Mo Xun was really exhausted yesterday, she only slept for five or six hours, and she still hasn't recovered a little.

"You're sleepy, sleep, sleep, you're sleeping!"

Mo Xun was scolded and stunned, what? When was a hundred years old so irritable?

The stinky old man has something to say to you! Stinky old man! Stinky old man! She is 100 years old! He remembers?

Thinking of this, Mo Xun was excited to jump up from the bed: Bai Sui remembered it, he remembered me! He finally remembered me! I finally found him!

Quickly dressed, took off the makeup from last night, and then simply washed her face, she wanted to put on makeup, but she wanted to see a hundred years old soon.

"She Baisui, She Baisui, do you think of me? I'll go to you. Mo Xun sent a voice message to the hundred-year-old.

"I'm at the funeral home. Centennial replied.

Mo Xun drove the car so fast for the first time, she didn't say hello to anyone, she just wanted to see him, and told She Baisui that she had been looking for him for more than fifty years, waiting for him, and every year she would go back to Changbai Mountain to sweep the tomb, and he had not forgotten her every minute and every second in the past fifty years.

At the parking lot of the funeral home, the hundred-year-old had been waiting for a long time, his clothes were a little wrinkled, his face was haggard, and a pair of eyes were staring at Mo Xun affectionately.

"She Baisui, you're back. Getting out of the car, Mo Xun stood outside the car, and she didn't know whether to take the left foot or the right foot first when she walked towards him.

"Silly girl. Bai Sui walked over, a pair of hands forcefully held Mo Xun in his arms, more than fifty years, he experienced chaos, was imprisoned and executed, he finally came back. More than fifty years ago, he was a stinky old man with a white beard and white hair, she was a young girl, and he did not dare to say that he liked her, lest he be laughed at.

He had missed her all his life, and he couldn't have imagined that he would leave in such a hurry, he hadn't dared to hug her, he hadn't dared to tell her what he wanted.

"She Baisui is the most sanctimonious hypocrite in the world, you like me, you say! Don't you say wait for me to say? Why do you say? You can leave, do you know how sad I am? People say that martyrdom is the greatest love, I want to leave with you like this! But I can't go!" At this moment, Mo Xun poured out all his grievances with tears.

"I'm not leaving, I'm back. I like you, I like you, I like you, I'll tell you as many times as you want to hear it. Don't cry. He said don't cry, and the tears of the hundred-year-old also flowed.

Fifty years ago, after She Baisui died, his ghost was imprisoned by She Jiuye, and after experiencing the incident of the Japanese onmyoji Kamo Chie, Miaofeng Mountain became the target of public criticism, and they counted all the people who died in the war on Miaofeng Mountain. She Jiuye was tired of fighting all kinds of wild immortals, so he had to practice behind closed doors, so as not to be hit by enemies.

She Jiu Ye had secretly sent people countless times to persuade She Baisui to follow him to practice behind closed doors, but She Baisui was unwilling to leave Changbai Mountain.

In desperation, She Jiu Ye made a plan, he used the Yunshan in She Baisui's life to let She Baisui die, and then kidnapped She Baisui's soul in an instant and brought him back to the cave for refuge. She Baisui has been imprisoned in Miaofeng Mountain since then, and seventeen years later, She Jiuye was besieged by the wild immortals of many families and had to hide

In the mountains.

At that time, She Baisui found that his father was old, and under the banner of his father, he found so many people to help Changbai Mountain deal with the disaster, but when they were implicated because of this, no one from Changbai Mountain came to help, and She Baisui was disheartened and planned to commit suicide.

She Jiu Ye discovered She Baisui in time, and he used all his mana to save She Baisui's life and send him to reincarnation. And it is also because She is 100 years old, the once majestic She Jiuye has never appeared again.

Entering the underworld, She Baisui suffered a great punishment for killing living beings, and was finally thrown into reincarnation.

Because of the strong mana, She Baisui was able to remember the events of his previous life when he was just born in the Bai family, and one of the things he did after he was born was to find Mo Xun, but at this time a Taoist priest came, and he said to his hundred-year-old grandparents that a hundred years old is a weak life and cannot be raised, and he needs a family member to die for him in order to live past the age of three.

Hundred-year-old grandparents love children and are naturally very willing. The 100-year-old was just born, and the parents of the 100-year-old went to Beijing before the full moon, and if the child got rid of the matter at the hands of the two old men, the old man himself would not forgive himself.

With this idea, they agreed to the Taoist priest's proposal, and the Taoist priest made a substitute death spell for the 100-year-old in infancy, and since then, She Baisui's consciousness began to fall into chaos, and the 100-year-old began to have an independent consciousness under the education of his grandparents, that is, the reporter 100-year-old that Mo found later.

"After my grandparents died, the substitution spell lost its function, and my memories slowly returned. Now I can also use spells, so I don't need to send someone to protect me, and Huanyu is getting better and better. The hundred-year-old explained to Mo Xun and did not forget to praise a word of gloom.

"What about me?" Mo Xun asked like a child.

"You were my lover in my previous life, but it's a pity, you can't do it in this life. Bai Sui's tone of sighing slightly made Mo Xun very uncomfortable to hear.

"Huh?"

"I could have a lover in my last life, but if you are my wife in this life, I won't dare to have a lover! Stupid! Come in and worship, there is something to do after worshipping, I have to find out that Taoist priest to avenge my grandparents!"

In his previous life, his mother was killed by himself, and his father lost his life to save himself, and in this life, his grandparents promised to die for themselves just for the words of the Taoist priest. The death of these four people is responsible for the death of a hundred years old.

"100 years old, actually...... There is no need to worship, the soul of the second elder is directly scattered. I saw it with my own eyes. Mo Xun said tremblingly.

She Baisui's face instantly stiffened.

"It's so vicious! Let's go! There's nothing left for me to be nostalgic about. Help me find that Taoist priest, Mo Xun, I only have you. Bai Sui turned from anger to sadness, he called Mo Xun immediately after waking up, originally thinking that if Mo Xun could help him find the robed man, and then resurrect the second elder, so that the second elder can live a good old age.

"You still have me. Mo Xun gently patted Bai Sui's shoulder.

This is, another car drove in the parking lot, and Mo Xun knew the car, which was Huanqing's car.

"Hundred-year-old, you're resting! Do you remember what the ghosts that attacked you were like on the two occasions? If it's convenient for you, can you go with me to the police station? There's progress over there, and the identities of Xiao Fan and Xiao Yu have been clarified. Huanqing followed Zhao Yong all night, but it can be regarded as a bit of a pit stop.

"Xiao Yu made a deal, and the real Xiao Yu has long since died!"