"Bang" Yue'er's petite body was thrown into a dark room.

Yue'er subconsciously touched the wall with her little hands, so that she could hide in the corner, her arms around her curled knees, and she kept trembling.

She seemed cold. She knew it was cold-hearted. His eyes looked at the dark surroundings, and he kept turning his head, for fear that there were people here and there.

The countless people in my mind talked to him again. It was all she couldn't understand.

The noise and noise made her teeth bite her lower lip.

After a long time, her mind seemed to explode, and she was really about to go crazy, so she began to cover her ears tightly with her hands and keep turning her head.

"Don't, don't, don't!"

"Don't!"

"Crunch. The door to the little dark room was pushed open. A scrawny old man walked in.

A ray of light shines through. Yue'er suddenly opened her closed eyes and grabbed the floor with the nails of her little hands and crawled towards the old man, not the door.

Yue'er, who kept reaching forward and scratching the floor with her fingernails, left a total of ten thin blood trails behind. The nails were used by her to frantically buckle the floor, and the constant friction was finally worn off. Her short fingers were bloody and bloody.

Yue'er seemed to have crawled for a long time, and when she was getting closer and closer to the light, that is, getting closer and closer to the old man, she had no strength, and her two hands that were bleeding tightly grasped the old man's ankles.

Struggled to spit out three words,

"Help me. ”

The skinny old man smiled slightly, like an expressionless skeleton.

"I will. You have a lot of aura in you, and you are the most qualified girl I have ever seen to be a goddess in my religion. ”

When she first woke up, she was in what resembled a sand prison, with dim candlelight on four stone pillars in the corner. She couldn't help but widen her eyes and saw that there were dense scorpions all around her. The scorpion, the size of a palm, kept crawling down the prison to her.

She was scared.

As if he had lost his mind, he kept shaking the logs in the prison, and the scorpions were painted on the woods, which were majestic.

She used all her strength to scream in prison, "Help, help" Yue'er is like this, always with a little hope in her heart.

Her cry for help echoed throughout the house, but all she could answer was the sound of a scorpion crawling. Dense.

The scorpion in her pupil had already climbed up her body along her ankle, and she desperately "danced" to slap several scorpions to the ground. The scorpions fell to the ground and continued to crawl towards her.

The sea of scorpions outside the prison was like a rising tide rushing towards her.

The next moment, the stingers of countless scorpion tails pierced deep into her delicate and tender body. With bouts of pain and paralysis. Yue'er, who was weak, fell to the ground directly, her little face covered with her hands did not let go, or she did not have the strength to move her arms.

In this position, through the gaps in her fingers, her life-saving voice became softer and softer, and her eyes widened to an incredible level, which was extremely terrifying.

Let the sea of scorpions wreak havoc on her body.

When she wakes up together, deep in the water prison. The cell smelled of blood and rancidity. Around her, outside the prison were dancing snakes. Chao Yue'er kept spitting snake hyacinth.

Still the same as before, struggling, screaming, and finally despairing.

Despair made her suffer from her life, and every time she encountered all kinds of torture, she always thought that she would die. But it's a pity that she can't die, not only is she not dead, but she is still alive "well", only the skin of her whole body is rotten, and there is a foul smell.

Later, before she fainted every time she fainted in pain, she would always smile to herself, "Mother, father, Yue'er is relieved and has come to you." ”

The familiar light and the scrawny old man gave her hope as always. Yue'er was almost crazy to be deceived by this old man. Every time I see this old man, I want to bite off the old man's nose, ears, and in short, everywhere I can get.

But who knows, the old man's skin and bones are as hard as stones. I can't bite at all, I can't bite it, even her front teeth are broken.

The old man always looked at his daughter like a look, which made her sick. There were always the faint words of the old man in her ears

"Don't want to die, who will I give the Lunagod Sect to when you die?"

... ...

At the age of sixteen, the old man who taught the moon god to teach witchcraft, Gu magic, and secret methods died of his life. Yue'er has changed from a goddess to the leader of the Moon God Cult in southern Xinjiang, and is worshiped and admired by thousands of people in southern Xinjiang.

Yue'er will never grow tall, her face is full of sores and pus, and she has eliminated all the people who laugh at her.

The first thing she did after taking office was to refine the Wind God Envoy into a ghost. The god of the wind caused all the meridians of the limbs to be abolished. Forcibly instilled divine runes with secret methods, and became a monster that was neither human nor ghost.

The second thing is that the parents' revenge was avenged, and the parents' tombstones were erected on the side of the towering tree and the Moon God River.

The trees are towering into the sky, and the branches and leaves lead in all directions. Xunmu is a sacred tree that can be passed up to the nine heavens and down to the nine shadows according to ancient legends. The area around the sacred tree is about three kilometers in radius, and it is all reddish earth. There is only a small opening, the mouth of the Moon God River in the forbidden land of the Moon God Sect, there is a gate near the Moon God River, and it is said that when the gate is opened, the ghosts and ghosts in the Moon God River can be sent to the Nine Secluded Lands.

The third thing is to take a flute alone and go to the village where Nazi'er is. The village, which she hadn't seen for six years, had begun to flourish, but it still didn't make her stop. The whole village died. The death was extremely terrifying.

Later, she used the live baby and drew talismans with blood to refine the strongest blood ghost descendant of the Moon God Cult, and gave it a name: Yuedu. It is implied that the moon is dumb.

This moon mute was hurriedly brought back by her waiting for the newborn baby boy to be weaned for a full month. The baby boy was the son of a monk in Dongzhou, and he had a lot of blood and aura in his body.

Originally, when the monster appeared, she was still a little shocked, there was something uglier than her. The monster's upper body was a baby's body, and the lower half of its body was a cloud of blood mist, and its laughter was like a cat barking in the middle of the night. According to the secret method of the Moon God Cult, the Blood Ghost Descending can only advance by eating different people and ghosts if he wants to cultivate, and at the same time, he will have the memory of all the people who are eaten, and if he has more memories, he will often not be able to distinguish who he is.

In my memory, the moon mute was originally the size of a baby, and the more she ate, the faster it "developed". In the end, he became an existence that could speak, witchcraft was powerful, and cultivation was strong. After getting along for a long time, she and Yuemu have been in love for a long time, and they actually have feelings. It's just that for that feeling, Yue Mu only perceives it through the memories of the sea, after all, he is just a blood ghost, not a human being, he doesn't understand love, love, or hate.

There are two bad things about the blood ghost descending, that is, when the main body of refining is not as good as it, it will backlash, and it will also be poisoned by the Yin Soul, which is a kind of toxin that witchcraft harms more people and accumulates more. A common problem of heterogeneous practice.

Yue'er's birthday is approaching, and hundreds of boys and girls are searched, and finally the bamboo basket is empty. No one made it out alive. She was disappointed with the so-called people of southern Xinjiang. One day, she was eaten alive by the moon mute created by herself, and the undeveloped bones in her body were not spit out of the moon mute's mouth.

After hiccuping, the moon began to retreat with a dumb smile.

Years later. He went out of the customs and sat in the position of the great sacrifice with the strength of the first phase of the return. Sit on an equal footing with Mo Luo, the palace master of the Great Bright Palace in the Western Regions. Known as the closest man in the world to an immortal.

In the entire Moon Worship Sect, and even in the entire southern Xinjiang, he didn't have a single friend who could talk. The word friend is a luxury for him. Later, he changed his routine and accepted apprentices. At first, the disciples were respectful to him, but all of them were people without their own ambitions. What they covet is the powerless position of the Sect Master. I sat on the sect leader and wanted to kill him. Let him fall into a strange cycle of teaching, promoting, and killing again and again.

To be honest, he was tired. The blood ghost descends to the body, except for the Yin Soul Poison, it will not be tired. What really tired him was this cycle of suffering. has lived for thousands of years, and since Yue'er was eaten by him, he has never had a friend, let alone a friend, and there is not even a person who can speak. Almost everyone saw him with their heads bowed and did not dare to move, let alone gasp. Over time, he felt lonely.

The huge Moon Worship Cult is like a coffin for him to guard endlessly.

He got tired of it, went out for a walk, and on a whim suddenly destroyed a witchcraft sect, and the son born to the sect master dared to contradict him and use witchcraft on him. He vaguely remembered the little guy's stubborn, desperate little face. At the same time, countless memories in his mind, a childhood memory named Yue'er flashed through his mind.

He became interested in the little boy.

Bring him back to the Lunatic Cult, seal the memories in the little boy's mind, name him, take him as an apprentice, teach him all kinds of witchcraft Gu secret methods of the Lunatic Cult, and give him the power above ten thousand people under one person, even if the sect leader is nothing more than that.

Hundreds of years later, he often walked by the Luna River without sleep. I often walk by the river, where is the reason not to get my shoes wet? I was bitten out by the yin spirit in the Luna River. At this moment, he realized that he would still be injured. Overjoyed, at the same time he figured out where he came from, although it was a memory, he knew that a self might have come from there - Dongzhou.

... ...

Pale and pale, he couldn't be pale, and he walked to Dongzhou with long hair in white clothes. There is a place called Qingtai Town in Dongzhou. On the left side of Qingtai Town is the Canglong River, and down the river is Lishan Village.

In the evening, he was attracted by a formation and walked to Lishan Village. The names of the villages were returned to their homes. The vast village of Lishan was deserted on the road at this time. Of course he's not human, he's a blood ghost.

The house was a little dilapidated, more dilapidated than the carriage in my memory. However, he did not dislike it at all, he seemed to see a treasure, which made him extremely excited.

After a few steps closer, he saw an old man with a smoking gun in his mouth, and a girl dressed in green, and the next moment, the voice of excitement and dry throat came from his mouth

"Eh, grandpa, I like this girl, can I take it away?"