"You've relented to that little girl." A bowed back made a warm and beautiful sound.

"No, how can I be soft-hearted to others."

"But I saw everything you did, and you let her go and let her fly away." The man who bowed down hammered his chest, "You make me feel remorseful!"

"I've found a new one for you, and the markings are ready, so you can go whenever you want."

"Leave me alone?" The bowed man coughed a few times, "Didn't you always tell me not to do this, and now you ignore it?"

"I can't control you, I can't control you, just do whatever you want."

"But I'm getting more and more addicted to it, I miss the taste, and I love the pleasure it brings." The bowed man stroked the upper Adam's apple and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I can't wait."

River embankment, Fang's house.

Henggu rubbed his eyes, "I've never rolled my eyes for so long, but I'm tired."

Linghua wiped the paint on his face, covered Henggu's eyes with the palm of his hand, and rubbed it gently: "Is this more comfortable?"

Heng Gu pursed his lips and leaned forward again: "I still have eye pain, rub more."

Linghua flicked a shudder at his head: "Now is a critical moment, how can you still have the heart to be coquettish."

"I ......" Heng Gu choked, and moved two small steps back unwillingly, "I didn't expect this trick to be a ghost to work, what should we do next?"

Linghua's palm flipped over, and the spiritual power gathered a dark golden light in the palm of his hand: "It was this power that imprinted the mark on that child. However, how can a two-year-old child withstand such a powerful spiritual power, just a little flutter can make this child miserable."

She closed her palm with a gloomy expression, and the light disappeared instantly: "Fortunately, the spiritual power on Jiang Miao's body is very small, and the power to leave a mark is not strong, in order to avoid startling the snake, we just need to gradually suck the spiritual power from the child's body."

"Eternal Age." She sighed, "If my power is used by others to harm others, then does I still have the meaning of existing?"

Heng Gu was stunned for a moment, held Linghua's hand, and said like a child, "Other people's minds are someone else's, how can you manage what they are willing to do? Instead of being sad, it is better to teach a good lesson to those who do bad things to you, and strength is used to protect your loved ones, not to hurt others."

Linghua lowered his head and smiled, "You are right, existence is value. Whoever uses me to do anything, to put it mildly, is nothing more than the one who is being used, and the sin is in the hearts of others, not in myself. Now I just want to get all the mirrors back as soon as possible, and I don't want to disturb the world because of the fragments of connoisseurship."

Heng Gu looked at Linghua worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Why was he so upset after arriving at Fang's house?"

"I suspect that Jiang Miao has eaten away at the spiritual power on the Heart Mirror, or rather, he has transferred the spiritual power to himself, so he has the same power as me." Linghua looked at his hand.

"Transfer? This requires a certain amount of exercise and a lot of spiritual power to do, and the spiritual power on Jiang Miao's body can't even compare to the flower spirit of Baiye Forest...... Could it be that someone is helping you?" Henggu was already brainstorming, looking at smallpox and speculating, "Maybe the person who gave the medicine helped him?" Maybe it was given by the demon who formed the second mark on Zhen'er!"

Linghua smiled and shook her head when she saw him rolling his eyes and thinking again, she set up the heart mirror and opened it, and after injecting spiritual power, the face of the young master of the Fang family appeared on the mirror.

"No amount of speculation is better than witnessing." She closed her eyes and sensed, "I sense an aura of an approaching storm."

Two days later.

Linghua absorbed some of the baby's spiritual power, but still left some of it weak to maintain the shape of the mark.

She picked up the child and handed it to the daughter-in-law of the Fang family: "Please be sure to take good care of him and treat him with a normal heart."

The daughter-in-law of the Fang family has a lot of ruddy face in the past few days, and she has changed her haggard appearance, and it seems that she has rested well in the past few days. She grimaced, "But why does it have to be?"

Linghua patted her hand

"This step is the key, and success or failure is here."

The daughter-in-law of the Fang family seemed to understand: "For the sake of my son's health, then let's do it."

Night had come, and a gust of wind blew open the bolted windows in the courtyard for no apparent reason. The curtain by the window swayed slightly in the direction of the wind, as if struggling silently in the silent night.

The sleeping baby breathed rough alone on the bed, and the wide open mouth flowed a crystal silk thread, wetting the pillow under his head.

Opposite the baby was a man and a woman who fell asleep, looking like a couple of Qin Se and Ming, who were also sleeping soundly, and the man was snoring, and there was no sleep.

A pair of eyes outside the window blinked in satisfaction, took a deep breath hard, and let out a heavy gasp between their noses.

"Whew, swoop, hiss, that's what it tastes like, that's what it tastes like."

He shuddered, and couldn't wait to tap the window frame and roll over into the room, where only a little moonlight drifted in through the cracks in the window.

Reaching out and groping little by little, his fingertips glowed red: "Where? Where is it? Why is the mark so vague this time?"

Suddenly, a golden sigil lit up on the child's body, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness. It took him a moment to react, squinting in confusion and staggering along.

Every step he took was like a newborn deer and a horse, his legs seemed to be newly grown, his feet seemed to be reconnected, and each had its own master, but it was unexpectedly harmoniously coordinated, allowing him to move forward step by step.

The thing pressed against his back looked bigger and rounderer, like a semicircular turtle shell on a human's back, so that he couldn't lift his head at all.

A chaotic aura surged out of his body, he tried to hold back his cough, covered his abdomen, and shivered and took out the jade bottle from his arms and poured two pills.

The light of the mark on the child's body became brighter, and he no longer touched it with his hands, but raised his eyes with ten percent of his strength, and squinted at a glance to catch a glimpse of the target who was sleeping soundly.

"Hey, hey, here, let me find it." He walked quickly to the child's side, and the red flame in his palm ignited and struck directly at the two-year-old doll's heavenly spirit cover.

The child immediately lost his breath and was bleeding from all his orifices.

"After taking the medicine, it's not serious, hehehe." He stuck out his tongue and carefully licked the blood from the child's seven orifices, "It's so sweet."

His rough hand touched the child's delicate neck, and his breath became short: "This is the smell."

Human teeth can also be so sharp, and when the teeth sink into the flesh of a child, the sound of tears making him smile.

Killing people easily, the sweet pure blood, tearing and shattering skin, every element strongly stimulated him, and a layer of goosebumps rose on his body.

He licked the blood from his mouth, savored the taste, and then buried his head and continued to nibble.

Suddenly, there was a bright light in the room, and a silver whip of light slammed down on his back, and he was forced to stop biting and screaming in pain.

And the child turned into a thin golden smoke and drifted into the air without a trace.

"What's going on?!" He jerked his head to look at the source of the attack, "Who are you?"

"Who else do you dare to ask? We are the ones who have received you!"

Hearing the clear voice of the young man, his dark eyes glanced back, and the couple who had been sleeping soundly didn't know when they got up, and the bed was already empty, only the cold wind of late autumn blew the bed curtains.

The woman held a dark silver chain of light in her hand, and the body of the chain was stained with blood on his back, exuding a scorching demonic aura.

A man stood beside the woman and shouted, "You baby eater, hurry up!"

With that, he gathered his strength, and a strong wind blew outside, and a bolt of lightning struck him through the open window, and he trembled like chaff.

The wound on his back was like being quenched by a cold flame, with both a tingling chill and a burning sensation.

He touched the wound on his back, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he raised his leg and was about to run away, but the man opposite pounced on him like a big net of dark blue light balls gathered in his hand, holding him in the middle of the road and unable to move.

The light chain in the woman's hand swayed dexterously and steadily

Wrap around him.

For the first time, he felt that he could fly.

Caught off guard, he was dragged in front of the two of them, only to see the woman throw the light chain upward, and the light chain turned into a quiet moonlight and returned to the sky.

She grabbed his face with one hand and lifted it up, and the man duly sent a light that clearly illuminated his face.

"Jiang Miao?!" The man was dumbfounded, blinking his eyes and picking something at his chin with his hand, "How can there be such a person/skin/face/mask?"

The woman frowned: "Lock him up and take him away first, in the dead of night, it is not appropriate to alarm too many people."

"Okay." The man was very obedient, and raised his hand and slapped him in the mouth, and his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton.

The next second, he didn't know anything.

Consciousness gradually revived, and the sound of a muffled conversation sounded in his ears.

"This method is really wonderful, if you didn't use your spiritual power to conjure up a child, and let the daughter-in-law take care of it for a day, I'm afraid it wouldn't have gone so well.

So what do we do next? Are you just guarding here?"

After a short silence, the woman's voice woke him up like a twilight drum and morning bell: "Of course, let him be free, let him be free, so that he can find out his heart."

He opened his eyes in vain, and his ears seemed to echo with the sound of a confused person, but he didn't seem to remember anything.

Forget it, don't want to.

He rubbed his eyes and looked around, the simple house, the narrow stove, and the oil in the iron pot had already cooled.

"Is it a dream?" He patted his cheek and sat up, but gasped in pain.

It hurts a lot in my back.

He blankly touched the affected area, his fingertips stained with dried blood and sticky pus.

Ulceration, inflammation and constant pain are frustrating.

His eyes cracked, and he angrily pounded the bed board and yelled, "What's going on?! You come out! Tell me what's going on?!"

「……」

"You speak! Do you dare to do it? Who said it wouldn't be dangerous? Who said they wouldn't get caught?!"

The man replied, "I'm in trouble this time, and I won't fall into his hands next time."

After a while, the man said, "Next time I change places, I can still get it."

Jiang Miao covered his face, and a smile appeared under the palm of his hand: "It turns out that you are still here, you really scared me to death."

The man also laughed: "You said that you would make it up to me for the rest of your life, how could I escape?"

Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief: "Who is obstructing?"

But the man did not answer, but commanded, "Go again tonight, and I will never forget the scent of the child."

"But the body is no longer good."

"Take medicine, anything will be fine if you take medicine. I want to drink the fragrant blood, and I want to bite the next piece of meat!

You go! You go find the marker! Go find that kid again! Don't let me find it myself!"

Jiang Miao was silent for a moment, and obediently went out to take the bamboo raft.