This brings us back to the first question I just said. Why should I use evil magic to harm people and absorb the vitality of the living," Gu Qinglan felt infinite sadness in her heart, but she still tried her best to make her expression look natural, she looked at the sky, as if talking to herself: "Five years ago, I had a beautiful and cute, obedient and sensible child. The child's father lied to me, he abandoned us. I took care of the child's growth alone and named him Gu Wan. Xiaowan is very clever and always makes me happy, and although we are not rich, we are very happy. I thought I could raise him, but I didn't expect an accident to take his life. Xiaowan likes to swim, but because he doesn't have a father, he is often bullied by his classmates in the swimming pool. ”

"It was a summer evening, I got a call from the swimming pool, and by the time I arrived, Xiaowan, who called me 'Mommy' every day, had turned into a corpse. My little bay, my favorite little bay, my child, he was only four years old when he left me, how can I give up? I inquired in many ways, and finally saw a video of several classmates pushing Xiaowan into the water in the surveillance. I went to the parents of those children to theorize and seek justice for Xiaowan. But the parents of those children only used the sentence 'children are fighting' to prevaricate. There was no apology, and my little bend didn't even get an apology after he died. I got the reparations, but my child was never there, I missed him all night long, and the reparations didn't do anything for me, all I wanted was for Xiaowan to call me 'Mommy' again. I looked through the "Secret Method of the Evil Bell" and consulted the corpse refiner, and finally, I found a way to resurrect Xiaowan. So, I played Gu on different people and sucked their anger out for forty-nine days each. Adding up, now I have enough vitality to resurrect Xiaowan, but if I want to use Jade Linglong, I still need the blood of the heirs of the Gu Zheng family. ”

Under normal circumstances, after death, the soul will leave the bones in the first seven bones and go to the underworld to be reincarnated. The Gu technique of "Evil Bell Secret Method" is to forcibly detain the ghost in the corpse through Gu worms, and prevent it from leaving the body, waiting for the chance of resurrection. Yu Linglong can make yin and yang meet, and after the Gu worm with the qi of the living enters the corpse, under the guidance of Yu Linglong, the qi will be transferred to the corpse, and from this, the corpse can be resurrected.

Zheng Xin didn't continue to ask Gu Qinglan any details, but only asked in surprise: "Why do you need the blood of the heirs of the Gu Zheng family if you want to use Jade Linglong?" ”

"Because all the magic used in Yu Linglong is evil, the ancestors were afraid that future generations would do all kinds of evil, so they set this spell on Yu Linglong. Now that everything is ready, all I need is the east wind, and I hope you can help me. ”

Gu Qinglan told all his secrets without reservation. Zheng Xin shook her head and sighed, it is pitiful and funny for a mother to resurrect her child with such a Gu technique, and she is willing to suffer the pain of Gu magic in exchange for the hope of her child's birth: "The greater the effect of evil art, the greater the backlash, this kind of evil art that changes life against the sky, I don't know how much backlash there will be, you ...... Do you want to think about it. ”

"Don't think about it anymore, Xiaowan is all I have. I am willing to exchange my life for Xiaowan's life, I only want him to live, I only want to see him alive. Zheng Xin, can you understand, a mother's heart. ”

A mother's heart...... Gu Qinglan's deep forehead was reflected in his eyes, Zheng Xin glanced at the dark night outside, and said lightly: "Okay, I promise you." ”

Since she had promised Gu Qinglan to help, she wanted to finish this matter earlier, procrastinating and boiling frogs in warm water does not belong to her style, this time using evil magic to resurrect the dead is to know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to Tiger Mountain, but she prays that the tigers on the mountain can be docile, don't let her put her own life into it. Then he asked, "When will the spell be cast?" ”

"Tonight," said Gu Qinglan who walked up to Zheng Xin and bowed deeply to her, and said sincerely: "Zheng Xin, thank you." ”

At night, the mountain village is very gloomy, and the sound of the whirring wind rises and falls, like a ghost crying. Gu Qinglan led Zheng Xin up the mountain to open the coffin, Zheng Xin followed her all the way, only to see Gu Qinglan wearing a blue dress, walking in front of him without hurry, every step was full of hope.

The mountain trails are steep and rugged, but they are not really pedestrian-friendly. As long as you pay attention to the stones under your feet, it is not difficult to enter the cave. The night was dark, and the light of the flashlight flickered in the night, illuminating the short stretch of road ahead. When I walked to the cave, it was already midnight, and under the dark moonlight of the mountain, there were different shapes, and all kinds of trees stood on the hillside, sometimes swaying with the wind, making people feel like they were on the other side of the Yellow Spring.

At the entrance to the cave, knee-high weeds are overgrown. There are also a few low cypress trees, and the cave is hidden in the middle, and it is impossible to find it at first glance. Gu Qinglan seemed to be familiar with this place, and bent down to enter the cave, and Zheng Xin followed closely behind to enter the cave. The dark cavern was wide at first, and then narrower and narrower. Every time he walked a distance, he would encounter several forks, and Gu Qinglan did not hesitate to choose one of them at the fork entrance and continue to move forward. I don't know how long I walked through such a narrow passage, but when I reached the belly of the mountain, the cave always became wider.

The stalactites hung straight from the top, Zheng Xin entered along the entrance, and what she could see was a stone tablet, Gu Qinglan's body was much faster as soon as she entered the belly of the mountain, so she didn't have time to think about it and could only follow quickly. Gu Qinglan's figure finally stopped in front of the smallest coffin in the cave, opened the coffin, and knelt on the ground with a plop, shrunk and shook into a ball and cried bitterly. Zheng Xin's nose was sour, she squatted down and stroked Gu Qinglan's back, she really didn't know what to comfort. This is the grief of a mother who has lost a child, and this grief is irreplaceable and no one can empathize.

After a long while, Gu Qinglan calmed down and got up from the ground, wiped his eyes with tears, and took out a palm-sized silver bell from his arms and gave it to her: "This is what has been passed down from generation to generation by the two great Gu art families of Mu Zhai and Gu Zheng, Jade Linglong." ”

The copper bell is small and cute, surrounded by jade decorations, and looks very elegant, and no one would have thought that it is related to evil arts. Zheng Xin held the silver bell in the palm of her hand and watched it repeatedly, and Gu Qinglan said to her: "Because Yu Linglong can manipulate evil arts, everyone also calls it the evil bell." The ancestors were afraid that people with intentions would steal and do evil, so they set family rules, stipulating that the use of jade Linglong should not be written on paper and pen, but only passed on by word of mouth. Today, I will hand it over to the heirs of the Zheng family for safekeeping for three hundred years, and during these three hundred years, the jade Linglong must not be lost or used by gangsters. Zheng Xin, swear. ”

The heirs of Muzhai need to take an oath when inheriting the family business or inheriting the goods, and Zheng Xin is familiar with this process. She swore with her finger to the sky: "Today, the heirs of my Zheng family keep Yu Linglong for three hundred years, if Yu Linglong disappears and is used by gangsters during the three hundred years, Zheng Xin will be imprisoned on the eighteenth floor of hell after death, and let others spit on it." ”