"Yes, Master, who planted the puppet seed for Senior Brother White Thistle?" Gu Qian also asked curiously.

Shanke Taoist said slowly: "Only blood relatives can plant, this method first appeared in the West, according to legend, there is a count who wants to get immortality to blood relatives to the devil to get a seed, planted in the offspring. Saying so, his soul can be reborn in future generations. ”

"Is it possible? No people, no ghosts! Gu Qian replied without thinking.

The white thistle looked incredulous and distressed.

He didn't believe that his relatives had made a move on him, and he had buried it in him a long time ago.

Shanke Daoist people turn a blind eye to the expression of the white thistle, and everyone has to learn to grow and bear it by themselves.

At the beginning, he hesitated to accept the white thistle, but he also felt that he had too much trouble.

He is not the kind of Taoist priest who wants to uphold justice, and he pays attention to casualness.

If he encounters it, he will save it, if he doesn't like it, even if he knows that this person is a good person, he won't take a second look.

But when the little apprentice spoke for the white thistle, he accepted it.

Since they have all been accepted as apprentices, even if this apprentice is a little stupid, he must be saved.

"Later, the Western Holy See spent a lot of money to seal the seeds of the devil." The chief of the mountain guest said what he knew.

"And how did you get to our country?" Gu Qian was curious.

"In the nineteenth century, at that time, our court was weak and foreigners were strong. With the influx of foreigners, the devil seed is also the assistance of the foreigners' army, and they accompany the foreigners to the east. Later, it took root in the land of the East, and many big clans were ruined and their inheritances were broken. ”

White Thistle's eyes widened when she heard this: "How can they do this? ”

He had heard from his family that the people of the Holy See were there to spread the seeds of civilization. In our country, we have built hospitals, orphanages, adopted war orphans, run schools, and let ordinary people get a free education, all of which are good things.

But Master's words subverted all his previous cognitions.

Although it has been said one after another that those Holy Sees were part of the Western war machine in the first place, they used mind control.

But those are just legends, they have not been confirmed, and what comes out of the Master's mouth, he believes.

There's no need for Master to lie to him, is there?

"Master, then our Bai family ......"

Shanke Daoren looked at the white thistle with a foolish look: "Aren't you still alive?" ”

"Master, what happened later? How do you know which rune will deal with the golem? ”

Gu Qian glanced at Bai Ji and changed the topic.

"In order to solve this scourge, the people of that generation of Daomen paid a great price, our ancestors and elders, looking for ancient books, one way to try, only to find one of the runes from the ancient books can strip the puppet from the human body."

These things have been passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation in the Daomen.

And behind every ancient rune, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Master, what will happen if the puppet seed grows up?" Gu Qian asked again.

"The person who controls the puppet will get all the physical skills and memories, and in the eyes of outsiders, there is no difference between them and normal people, but the core has been replaced. Do you understand that? ”

The white thistle was terrified when she heard this, and her whole body broke out in a cold sweat, and her heart was even more sad.

This is what he has always called his family, and he thinks that this family is just a little colder and more eccentric.

No, those people are very different to Bailan.

"What are your plans for the future?" Gu Qian didn't sympathize with Bai Ji anymore, and some roads would only be understood if he had to walk them himself.

In her previous life, she regarded Second Uncle Gu's family as her biggest support, whatever they said was what she wanted, but what did she get in the end? It's just betrayal and a lie.

Therefore, the only person who can rely on himself is himself.

Even if she knows Shen Chengrui now, she can't slack off, and she must be strong.

If she stands still, then no one else is obliged to stay where she is and wait for her.

Bai Ji understood that what Gu Qian was asking was his attitude towards his family.

"They don't want to see me, just leave, and I will only have one sister in the future, and that is Bai Yiren."

"It's best if you think so, I don't care if this person is done by your grandfather or father, I will report this matter to the association, and your Bai family will also be liquidated. I only hope you can understand that when the time comes, you won't be confused about the situation and want to protect them. ”

Shanke Daoist still has to make this matter clear to the white thistle.

It's not like nothing like this has happened before, they worked hard to save the sufferer, and when they wanted to liquidate the initiator, the sufferer jumped out and said that it was a relative, and he wanted to forgive.

People want you to die, but you have to forgive.

Then why didn't you die before? Why ask for help? Is he worthy of the person who saved him?

If Bai Ji wants to say forgiveness at that time, then he doesn't mind sending his apprentice to reunite with his family.

"Master, don't worry, I won't be unable to distinguish the situation, if I really said to protect them at that time, wouldn't I have wasted a piece of Master's hard work in vain?"

"I hope you can remember what you are saying now. When he touches these things, that person is already an enemy of the whole society, and he will not be unaware of the harmfulness of these things, but he still can't resist the temptation to touch them, then he is not worthy of being a human being at all. Ahem...... "After the mountain guest Taoist finished speaking, he coughed violently.

"Master, don't say these things first, let's take care of your body first, I rely on you now, if something happens to your old man, the apprentice will have no way to live."

Gu Qian fed the master water, and then patted the master on the back.

"Nonsense, Master is so old, he will die when he dies, but you have to live." Shanke Daoist looked at Gu Qiandao with a straight face.

A young man like Gu Qian is the hope of their Daomen. Although Gu Qian has not yet entered the Daomen, since he worships him as a teacher, he can be regarded as half of the Daomen.

And the Xuanmen Daomen has always been inseparable.

"Master, don't always say that you can't die, we all have to live well, what medicine do you need, I'll prepare it now."

Gu Qian had already taken out his mobile phone and was about to memorize it.

Shanke Daoren nodded and began to report the name of the medicine.

Gu Qian quickly wrote down all the names of the medicines on his mobile phone.

"Master, lend me your book of talismans." Gu Qian tried to say.

She was very covetous of Master's book.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough ......" Hearing Gu Qian's request, the Shanke Taoist couldn't help coughing violently again.

"Master, if you are not willing to do it, I don't have to watch it."

Gu Qian gave the mountain guest a good breath, and then packed his things and prepared to leave.

As for the white thistle on the other bed, the whole person's spirit seemed to have been sucked away, and it was moving around like a dead fish.

After Gu Qian decided to go out, he asked Sister Hua to get some blood-replenishing soup, after all, so much blood was released.

Before Gu Qian's footsteps stepped out of the door, the mountain guest Taoist spoke.

"Wait, books can be borrowed for you to read, but you can only turn through each page once. As you can see, this book will be scrapped if you turn it over a few more times. ”