After Zhao Fang left, Meng Hao was still cultivating alone, the cultivation of the divine soul was already slow, relying on the exercises to stimulate the growth of soul power, different from qi training, qi training is to absorb the aura of the outside world and transform it into his own cultivation. The former is cultivated by itself, and the latter by plunder. Naturally, the latter enters the country quickly.

After the divine soul cultivated to the condensed soul silk, the entry was very slow, but the condensed soul silk was more pure and condensed. Two days of condensing not a single soul silk, according to the requirements of the exercise, it is necessary to reach three thousand soul silks, in order to have the minimum conditions for condensing the silk into a group, of course, as long as the pressure increased by the soul silk under the sea of knowledge, more soul silk can be condensed in the next realm.

The more the soul silk is condensed, the larger the soul group will naturally become, and the stronger the soul cultivation strength will be. Meng Hao looked at the soul silk in the sea of knowledge, and regretted in his heart, there was no auxiliary elixir to enhance his soul power to help him cultivate, according to his current cultivation speed, without two or three years, he would not be able to break through to the next level. The treasures of heaven and earth are memorized, and although some elixirs that enhance soul power are clear to themselves, they have nowhere to buy them.

Several times he wanted to buy it from Zhao Fang, considering that the elixirs used to cultivate the God of War Recipe were all provided by him for free, although some of the main drugs and auxiliary medicines in the three medicinal baths were substitutes, and he barely completed the medicinal bath procedure. It can be seen from this that the elixir is in the cultivation realm, and it is also very scarce. Even if you put it forward, you may not be able to buy it, and there is a danger of leaking the soul cultivation method, so you have to give up.

At present, the only way to cultivate is to do this first, and after a year, when the Xiuzhen Sect recruits disciples in the secular world, it will strive to enter a sect, and its own cultivation will be much easier in the future. When it comes to the assessment, I think of my dantian, and I am very worried about whether it can be discovered during the assessment. If you cut off your path to worship the Xiuzhen sect, your only hope can only be to recover your memory as soon as possible and find a solution to the Dantian.

Time flies so fast, in a flash, Zhao Fang has been gone for three months, and the weather at the beginning of the fifth lunar month is warm and suitable, with flowers blooming and new greenery. The young people of the village go on outings in groups during this season.

On the morning of the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, the head of the Meng family got up very early and called Meng Hao and the only husband and grandson hired by the family, and said to them:

"Brother Sun, I have a cousin who married into the Lao He family in the neighboring village. You are an old man in the village, and this matter is relatively clear. Tomorrow is your cousin's birthday, you take Meng Hao to her aunt's house to pay homage to her birthday, stay two more days and come back, so you can relax. These are letters and parcels, so hurry your way as soon as possible. ”

The old grandson only responded, and after Meng Hao said goodbye to his parents, the two of them left in the morning.

The villages in the mountains are far away and near, Zhangjiazhuang and the neighboring villages are about ten miles apart, and they will arrive at noon with the footsteps of the two people.

The third house in the village is to find the He family, three earthen and straw houses, the fence surrounded by firewood, the two came to the fence door, and a yellow dog came out of the door next to the door, barking at the two of them jumping forward and backward.

The door opened, and out came a woman in her sixties, dressed in gray linen clothes, with a slightly hunched back, and some gray hair, in a bun, coiled on her head.

The old woman shouted at the yellow dog, and the yellow dog immediately stopped barking, wagged his tail and ran behind the woman, staring at Meng Hao and the two of them.

The old woman went to the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The old grandson hurriedly handed over the letter, and after the old woman read the letter, she quickly opened the firewood door and said to Meng Hao with a smile:

"You are Meng Hao, let my aunt take a good look, a few years ago, your parents sent me a letter asking me to go home. Alas, a lonely old woman, tired of no one, can't leave, haven't been able to go back, I can't imagine that you have grown so big..."

The old woman chattered endlessly, and after entering the house, Meng Hao asked the old woman for a piece of cake and ran to the yard to feed the dog.

With the company of the big yellow dog, Meng Hao had a lot of fun in the past two days.

On the morning of the sixth day of the new year, Meng Hao said goodbye to his aunt and rushed back with his grandson. Along the way, Meng Hao walked fast, and the tired old grandson panted:

"Young master, slow down. Wait for the old slave!"

After a while, the two returned to the village. Seeing a lot of people gathered in his yard from afar, Meng Hao ran to the front, squeezed into the crowd and broke into the house and shouted:

"Father and mother, I'm back!"

Before the voice fell, the whole person was stunned by the tragic scene in front of him, and saw his mother's face pale and covered in blood on the bed. In the middle of the night, Meng Hao came to his senses and reflexively ran to the east wing.

When I opened the door of the east wing, I saw my father lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, his throat cut by a sharp weapon, and a pool of dried and blackened blood on the ground.

Meng Hao shouted bitterly:

"Father!"

fell on his father, but his father's cold body could no longer give him a trace of warmth, Meng Hao felt that the world was spinning, the world collapsed, his body was crooked, and he fainted to the ground.

In a daze, I heard someone calling in my ear, and the voice seemed to be far away, gradually becoming clearer.

"Young master, wake up. ”

When I opened my eyes, I saw myself lying in the arms of my grandson, surrounded by the villagers in the village.

Break free from the arms of the old grandson, wipe the tears on his face, get up and hug the surrounding villagers:

"Meng Hao is not doing much, he has suffered a big change, and he has the help of the villagers!"

Someone shouted:

"Don't worry, Young Master Meng Hao, with us, you have to mourn and change. ”

Others echoed:

"Don't cry, we'll take care of the rest. ”

A seventy-year-old man stepped forward and said tremblingly:

"Baby, this is all fate. Don't be too sad, live well and avenge your parents. This murderer who killed a thousand knives was ruthless. Master Meng is a great benevolent man, who has done a lot of good things for the village to build bridges, repair roads, and run schools. Alas, good people don't live long.

Li in the village is going to the county government to report the case, and it is time to come back. When the body is examined in the yamen and the burial is allowed, we will help you handle the funeral. ”

After Meng Hao thanked the villagers again, he walked to his father's corpse and stared carefully at his father's dead eyes. A seed of hatred was planted in his heart, and his eyes shot a cold light.

He took a step forward and crouched on the ground to carefully examine his father's eyes. Concentrate and use all your eyes to force the vision, and I saw a figure in my father's dilated pupils, and the image was small and blurry, and I couldn't see clearly.

The driving spiritual power is injected into the pupils, and the eyes are slightly hot. The figure in the pupil was slightly clearer, but the face was still not clear.

After taking two soul filaments and injecting them into his eyes, he saw a burning pain in his eyes, and his vision became even more blurred. After about half a cup of tea, the burning heat disappeared, and the mind was a little dizzy, which seemed to be a follow-up reaction caused by excessive soul power consumption.

The eyes were bright, and the figure in the pupils gradually narrowed in, becoming clearer and clearer.

The figure of a masked man dressed in black, with a single eyelid, a gloomy eye, and a knife mark on his left eyebrow clearly appeared in his pupils.

Meng Hao deeply engraved him in his mind. Gritted his teeth:

"If you fall into the Yellow Spring, you will also be crushed to ashes!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky

"Boom!"

A thunderclap rolled by, and the crowd was shocked, and someone said:

"Thunderbolt on a sunny day, this is someone who made a heavenly oath, and the oath was recorded by the heavenly way, so that this celestial phenomenon appeared. If you don't take the oath, this person will be punished by heaven and his soul will be scattered. ”

Meng Hao reached out and closed his father's eyes, stood up, and began to check if anything was missing in the house. Since Zhao Fang left, the east wing has become his father's study.

The room was rummaged through, and Meng Hao searched for clues left by the murderer one by one. Finally, an empty jade box was found, which had been thrown in a corner of the cluttered room.

Meng Hao bent down and picked up the jade box, which was exactly the box his father had used to contain the detoxification beads. The box is there, but the detoxification beads are gone.

Meng Hao seemed to understand that these people were coming for the detoxification beads. After a moment of silence, his eyes shone fiercely, and he roared

"You can't escape! I'll take off your head and sacrifice it at your parents' grave!"

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the village. A rough voice came,

"Get out of the way of the idle people, the county magistrate has arrived!"

The villagers flashed to both sides in a panic. Several officials rushed into the courtyard on horseback, and the leading man jumped off his horse and walked straight to the east wing.

Seeing that Meng Hao was still in the house, he dragged him out without saying anything:

"Stay fifty meters away, don't spoil the scene. ”

Meng Hao and the villagers stepped back and watched from a distance, an old man in an official uniform with a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar walked around the scene.

The old man seemed to be looking for something, muttering to the scholars beside him while searching. The scholar kept writing with a pen.

After watching the two scenes, it was already evening. The old man came to everyone

"Who is the family of the deceased, come out and answer!"

A gong-like voice sounded in the silent courtyard. Meng Hao stepped forward and bowed,

"Xiao Sheng is the son of the deceased. ”

The county magistrate stared at Meng Hao with triangular eyes, looked Meng Hao up and down, and suddenly burst into laughter:

"You are Old Man Meng's son, a little brat, are you still a child? ha..."

Meng Hao took a step forward and said loudly:

"Xiaosheng's family has undergone a great change, and his parents have died tragically, do adults think it's ridiculous as a parent official?"

The county officials know that they are at a loss, and the Meng family has a high reputation in the local area, so it is not appropriate to make extraneous branches. apologized to Meng Hao, and after routinely asking about some matters related to the case, he asked Meng Hao to step back, called Li Zheng to explain a few words, and dragged away with the servants.

Meng Hao knew in his heart that there was no hope for a headless case like this, and it was hopeless to expect the government to solve the case. You can only rely on yourself. Meng Hao said rightly:

"The aftermath of my parents depends on my uncle to help handle it, and the uncle will help with all the expenses first, and then I will pay the uncle after the fact, okay?"

Li Zheng hurriedly agreed, knowing that Meng Hao could not have money in his hands, but the Meng family had a lot of money, so how could he be short of this little money. Busy directing people to help buy coffins, change shrouds, burials, place tablets, etc., until the night, everyone left. Alone for the wake of the parents.

Meng Hao kept watch and sorted out the relics. When I left the day before yesterday, the family was happy and warm, but in the blink of an eye, I was left alone, and my heart was sad.

Thinking of the past eleven years, I was a person who had lost the memory of my previous life, and I was depressed. The two elders treat themselves as if they were their own children, and they have grown up under their care.

The past came to my heart one by one, and my heart became more and more sour. I can no longer see the kind smile of my parents, I can't hear the words of concern of my parents, and tears continue to flow.

Suddenly, Meng Hao seemed to feel that something was wrong, and after a closer look, he was holding the underwear that his father wore every day, and felt that there was a foreign object in the underwear, so he hurriedly dismantled the mezzanine and pulled out a piece of white cloth from it, with words on the cloth.

"Hao'er, when you see this cloth, I have passed away, and the fate of our father and son is over. I don't want to hide it anymore, I have no children in my life, you were picked up when I went to Qinglong Mountain to ask for a child eleven years ago, and passed by the foot of Qinglong Mountain.

At that time, the head of the Yang family in Qingyuan City was also present, and there was a middle-aged scholar who was seriously injured and died at the scene, I don't know what it had to do with you, I wanted to bury him well, but when I took the coffin to the scene, the body was gone. I searched all over the mile and found no clues.

For many years, my father has always felt guilty. Hao'er, the little quilt that wrapped you back then, as well as the longevity lock you wore at the time, and the three thousand taels of silver tickets I prepared for you, are all buried under the peach tree next to the well, you can take it and find your biological parents!"

Meng Hao looked at the white cloth in his hand, and sighed in his heart, he didn't know these things. I still remember that my father hurried home with him, and that night, while he was asleep, he changed the quilt and took away the silver lock, and kept muttering:

"Xiao Hao, don't blame your father for taking these things, your father doesn't want you to know that you are a child who picked it up, and you have lived an unhappy life since childhood, and when your father leaves this world, everything will tell you. ”

How did he know that he was pretending to sleep at that time, and he didn't want them to see that he was different from other babies, all of which he saw in his eyes, and he pretended not to know all these years and never mentioned it.

Put away the white cloth, go to the courtyard, take a shovel, and dig under the peach tree. The time is not big, dig out a jade box, open the jade box, there is a silver shining longevity lock inside, wearing a necklace full of monuments, under the longevity lock is a neat stack of embroidered dragon quilts.

Meng Hao picked up the longevity lock and looked at it carefully, there was an emperor character engraved on the front and a heavenly character engraved on the back.

Murmuring:

"Di Tian, are the names given by the biological parents of this body? Di Tian, Meng Hao, Blood Moon... Hehe, from today onwards, the blood moon has become a thing of the past, since this body was born by the emperor and raised by the Meng family. In the future, I will neither be called Ditian nor Meng Hao, in my eyes, what is this day! From now on, I will be called Dihao!"

"Boom"

An explosion of thunder struck down in the air, several peach branches on the top of Di Hao's head broke and fell, the courtyard was dusty, the broken branches knocked off the crown of his head, his hair was scattered, his clothes were hunting, and his long hair was flying. Looking up at the sky, his expression was wide.

Casually groaned:

In the past, it was a threat to intimidate nine days

It's like a cloud of smoke passing in front of you

The second rebirth is on the rise

Who dares to call himself an immortal in front of him.