On the right side of Jingshui Lane in the front yard of Gongsun Mansion, there is a bustling street that can accommodate three carriages in parallel.

Bali Long Street, which is rich in the artistic conception of Jiangnan Water Town, has a three-story building with pink walls and tiles, called Songtao Inn.

On the second floor of the inn, in the No. 1 wing room of Tianzi, the fragrance of tea is curling.

Lu Wuxiang drank a cup of tea, stroked his white beard, and looked sideways at the street.

After a while, the young blue-clothed man who had cleared the onlookers outside the gate of Gongsun Mansion quickly knocked on the door.

"First catch. ”

Lao Guanhai took the file in his hand and waved his hand. As soon as the young man came out of the room, he opened the file, found out the household registration information of the Gongsun family, and presented it to his uncle and ancestor with both hands.

Lu Wuxiang took it, squinted his eyes, and pinched his fingers with one hand.

When the tea was slightly cold, he closed the file and handed it back to Lao Guanhai.

In this file, there is a record of the household status of each of the lords and servants of the Gongsun Mansion, whether they were good citizens or untouchables, how the servants and others entered the Gongsun Mansion, and whether each of them had been a traitor in the three generations of their ancestors...

However, these are obviously not Lu Wu's concerns. Of course, Lao Guanhai knew that what his uncle needed was Gongsun Tuo's birthday.

"Uncle Shi, but what has been deduced?!"

Lu Wuxiang frowned slightly, shook his head with a slightly lost face, and muttered, "Did I think wrong?" ”

Lao Guanhai thought about it and was about to speak, Lao Dao sighed lightly, and then doubted: "However, this Gongsun Tuo's life is a Lu Ma Jiaochige."

There are three eight-seat fortunes, and there are no evil stars. Why did such a fate suffer such a catastrophe?"

Lao Guanhai was startled, a pair of eagle eyes stared, and checked the birthday of Gongsun Tuo again.

The art of derivation is one of the most common techniques. However, it is easy to learn and not easy to master.

Lao Guanhai majored in the method of exorcism and demon hunting, although he also practiced this technique, but he was not proficient. Of course, he would not question the calculation of his uncle.

The luck of the three horses and the eight seats of the three is that this Gongsun Tuo should have a smooth sailing life, a peaceful house, and a prosperous official fortune, and is expected to worship the rich and noble flowers in the world in the future.

Lao Guanhai carefully recalled all kinds of things last night.

At that time, he drove the spirit talisman to Gongsun's mansion, and he smelled the strong smell of blood and the lingering demonic aura.

[Demon Mirror], but what I saw was only a mottled color of dark green and light green, dark brown and light brown.

He has never encountered such a situation before!

Laoguanhai's cultivation in all aspects is mediocre, and only his pupil power is outstanding among his peers.

This demon-seeking mirror is the one he is most proud of, but he has condensed the power of the hundred-year-old spiritual consciousness pupil and fused it with the octagonal prism made of the silver bone of the East China Sea Yaksha.

Any monster below the seventh grade, as long as the breath is not exhausted, the demon mirror can see its true form and the direction of escape. It's never been as hazy as this, and I don't know what kind of magic has blocked it.

Lao Guanhai was shocked in his heart, and concluded that this demon was extraordinary, so he sent a letter to the master. What I didn't expect was that the master had already calculated that he would have this chance in his life.

The so-called catastrophe means half chance and half catastrophe.

If he doesn't touch it, then there's no. But if he wants to break through the realm of stagnant Yijiazi, this is his best opportunity.

The risk is that if you fail, you will end up dead.

Master's guidance, the one who can help him break through smoothly and minimize the risk is his uncle Lu Wuxiang.

In addition, Master also explained more important matters...

After the message was transmitted, the lights were hidden, and at this time, Gongsun Tuo hurried in on horseback.

The beginner disciples of Wuji Immortal Mountain all knew that Lu Wuxiang was a good old man. Lao Guanhai took advantage of the mouth of this bitter master to invite his uncle, who was virtuous and very low-key, to go down the mountain.

Now think about it, when I saw Gongsun Tuo last night, this young man who was only twenty years old, when he witnessed this bloody scene and found the corpses of his parents, although he was very sad, he did not lose his mind.

After thinking about it at this time, Lao Guanhai realized that although Gongsun Tuo's kid looked a little wooden, he was indeed a little bold, but he was worthy of his extraordinary life.

But in this way, why did it happen that both parents were killed and all hands were slaughtered?

............

Gongsun Tuo stood outside the door of his house, dressed in green clothes full of wrinkles, his face was slightly tired, and his eyes were full of sadness.

The visual and spiritual impact of seeing this scene for the first time last night has faded a lot at this time, but the panic and anger in my heart have not diminished at all, and I have added a little sadness.

He couldn't figure it out either.

Laoshou said that it is not simple to hunt demons and evils, and it needs to be resolved by the Dao Immortals in the hidden spirit deep mountains.

The old Dao Immortal is indeed kind-hearted, so he should go down without saying a word.

It's just that it doesn't look good, it's short and thin, although it has a bit of charm, but it can be completely incompatible with the worldly masters mentioned in the book.

However, my father said that you can't judge people.

The appearance of the old Dao Immortal should be low-key.

So, what is this little Taoist priest in front of him who is tiptoeing around in the yard like an ant in a hot pot?

And what kind of tune did he sing, and why was it so weird, but he had never heard it before.

Isn't it a spell to catch demons and drive away evil spirits?

"When I see cockroaches, I'm not afraid, I'm nervous, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid..."

came and went, Li Changan only remembered this sentence.

The front and back yards touched for a while, and the sun was setting, and only then did I realize that the huge Gongsun Mansion was empty.

Looking at the corpses covered with white cloth all over the courtyard, the shocking blood words on the courtyard wall, and the headless wind, Li Changan instinctively was square.

"Brother Xiaodao. ”

"Ahh ”

Gongsun Tuo's brows furrowed slightly, and after hesitating for a second, he stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as Gongsun Tuo stood still, he saw the little Taoist priest raise his hand and stand up with two fingers and draw a circle in front of his eyes.

Then, he felt a coolness bloom in his forehead, and some faint thoughts cleared up.

During the inspection, Gongsun Tuo's mind was in a trance, so Li Changan recited a breeze mantra by the way.

And this can be regarded as a supernatural power for ordinary people.

Gongsun Tuo couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart.

Just now, I was still suspicious of this yellow-faced and thin-skinned little Taoist priest, but now people pointed at it casually, and he was refreshed. If it's true, you shouldn't be suspicious!

"The spirit is stable, and the mind is condensed. It's all right. Li Changan clapped his hands and said.

Looking up at the blue sky, the winter days and nights are long, and it is estimated that it is about 6 o'clock at this time, and there is still more than an hour before the time of the day.

"Thank you, Brother Xiaodao!" Gongsun Tuo bowed.

Li Changan waved his hand, "Hey, what's the matter."

That one... Gongsun Gongzi, I think, you better stay here. See more... How sad, right?

My master went to the Songtao Inn, or you go there to find him. ”

In fact, it was getting dark at this time, and Li Changan wished that someone would accompany him in the courtyard to guard and eliminate grievances.

But Gongsun Tuo, forget it.

Although people cannot be resurrected after death, these corpses cannot be collected for the time being, so they are exposed, and it is very uncomfortable to take a closer look.

Gongsun Tuo's eyes swept back and forth on the corpses of his father and mother a few times, and his hands in his wide sleeves subconsciously clenched into fists, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, kindness!"

Li Changan thought about it, and there is really nothing to persuade, so let him be.

Gongsun Tuo knelt on the ground among the corpses of his parents, sometimes chanting something in his mouth, sometimes looking up at the sky...

Li Changan was not good at comforting people, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he wandered around the courtyard again.

The two didn't have a conversation, so they passed dry for a while.

After a while, Li Changan smacked his astringent throat, and finally couldn't bear the dry mouth, walked to Gongsun Tuo's side, cleared his throat and said: "Gongsun Gongzi, please trouble you, I'm thirsty, I don't know where to get a bowl of water to drink?"

Gongsun Tuo was stunned for a moment, sniffed lightly, stuffed the bag that he had always held in his hand into his sleeve pocket, stood up and responded: "Brother Xiaodao, come with me." ”

The two walked along the corridor to the kitchen, avoiding the body of the cook covered with a white cloth at the kitchen door, and walked inside.

After the storage room came to the stove, the small charcoal stove used for warm water every day was next to the firewood pile at the back door, and the fire had already been extinguished at this time.

Gongsun Tuo lifted the cold pot and said apologetically: "Brother Xiaodao, I really don't want to go." ”

"I'm used to drinking cold, and it's not in the way. ”

Li Changan stretched out his hand to take it and poured it into the mouth of the pot. Thinking that he would drink it later, he simply carried the pot and turned around and walked out.

Gongsun Tuo bent down to rummage through the pyre for small pieces of firewood, intending to make a fire and boil some hot water.

Li Changan didn't take two steps before he suddenly stopped. Suspiciously, he turned to look at the pyre, which was as tall as a person, and frowned.

'Demon?' Li Chang'an's heart fell.

On second thought, 'No. If it's a demon, why hide it, you can't jump out and kill us two sooner. ’

There was a slight rustling sound on the side of the pyre, and this time, Gongsun Tuo also noticed it.

Li Changan lightly recited the trick of riding the wind, ready to rush over and lift Gongsun Tuo and run away when the monster pounced with its bloody mouth open.

At this moment, a small half of a face slowly poked out from the pyre.

Suddenly, Li Changan stood up with cold hairs all over his body, and his scalp was numb.

Before he could react to the small half of his face, whether it was a human, a ghost, or a demon, the side door next to the pyre was broken open with a 'bang'.

It was dim, and I couldn't see what was going on, but I felt a shadow jump out of the door.

Merely...

Gongsun Tuo, who was supposed to be standing next to the pyre, no, see, it!!

Really, there are youkai!