The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The old Taoist priest tried his best to suppress the excitement that was about to burst out in his heart. His face was tense and his expression was solemn as he began to perform a ritual on Ling Guo.

His movements, which seemed like a shaman dance, were exaggerated and weird, causing the little cub to giggle.

This little cub can't talk or walk yet.

Since he was born, he was labeled as a "disaster star", and the servants in the villa who were responsible for taking care of him were extremely indifferent to him.

Every day, they threw food into the room where the puppies were locked up with trepidation, just like feeding puppies, and then ran away quickly in panic, for fear of being contaminated by the so-called evil spirit on Ling Guo.

The little cub has never stepped out of this sealed room since it was born nearly a year ago.

Today, someone rarely entered the room and started waving a peach wood sword in front of him.

The little cub naively thought that the old Taoist priest was teasing him, and he chuckled out of courtesy.

She even tentatively opened her arms to the old Taoist priest, her clear eyes full of longing, and she called out in a childish voice:

"Hold~Hold."

The little cub can't speak yet and no one has taught him. The only few words he knows are learned from the doll in the room that has a small battery.

Unfortunately, the little doll ran out of battery and could no longer make any sound.

The old Taoist priest seemed satisfied with the cub's current miserable situation, but he felt that this was far from enough.

At that time, the young Taoist priest was standing behind his master, looking at the little boy who dropped his arms in disappointment because he had not received a response for a long time, and a rare trace of pity flashed through his heart.

However, this trace of compassion soon disappeared. The young Taoist priest knew that he could not save the child. His master would definitely use all means to obtain any material that he targeted.

Sure enough, he heard the old Taoist priest turn around and say to the head of the Ling family:

"This child is not evil because he was infected by a vengeful spirit. Instead, he is a vengeful spirit in the first place. He has taken over the position of the original child of the Ling family."

Hearing this, the eyes of the head of the Ling family suddenly became extremely sharp. The cold emotion in his eyes frightened Ling Guo, who was smiling at him in a flattering way, so much that he trembled his little body and hid himself subconsciously.

The old Taoist priest was very satisfied with the tense atmosphere between the father and son. He raised his eyebrows in pleasure and continued:

"But because the vengeful spirit's energy was too strong, it invaded the mother's body, causing the elder lady to die during childbirth. And the old lady also died of illness because of his excessive evil spirit. Her weak body could not withstand the power of the evil spirit."

"Moreover, as he grows older, his evil spirit will become more and more serious. Sooner or later, the fate of the entire Ling family will be buried with him."

After hearing this, the head of the Ling family's face changed drastically, and he quickly begged the old Taoist priest to tell him a solution.

The old Taoist raised the corners of his lips proudly and whispered a few words into the ear of the head of the Ling family.

The head of the Ling family looked at the old Taoist priest in shock and said hesitantly:

"Master? This..."

The old Taoist looked at the head of the Ling family meaningfully and said:

"Master, you need to know which is more important?"

The old Taoist priest watched with interest as the head of the Ling family struggled for a long time before finally making up his mind.

He knew it was done.

The old Taoist priest took a look at the little cub who was still unconscious and felt secretly happy.

He has a certain reputation in the exorcist circle. In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, the head of the Ling family paid a large sum of money to invite the old Taoist priest to set up a Feng Shui formation for them to fight against Ling Guo's evil spirit.

Not long after the old Taoist priest left the Ling Family Villa, a ruthless fire engulfed the entire Ling Family Villa. The news said that three people, including Ling Guo, were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

But in fact, they all knew that the only person who was swallowed up in the fire was Ling Guo, who had just learned to crawl but could not walk and could not speak clearly...

After that, the Ling family moved out of City B.

I heard that the Ling family's business is now booming, and the head of the Ling family has remarried and had a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, in the same year. It is a good omen for the family, and the business is thriving.

And this forgotten villa has been abandoned ever since.

……

The young Taoist priest looked in horror at the jar that was shaking more and more violently.

He knew that the jar contained the charred body of the child.

He can still remember the look on his face when he saw the little cub's body.

The child's body was curled up, and he must have suffered great pain. His little hands were stretched straight forward, as if he was asking for help.

Later, when his master took him to retrieve the cub's body, the young Taoist couldn't help but vomit at the first sight.

Looking at the palm-sized burnt body and the small finger bones slightly opened, this scene reminded the little Taoist priest of the first time he saw the little kid smiling foolishly and opening his arms to them for a hug.

When they met again, the little cub had turned into a mummy.

The red light on the jar became brighter and brighter, and the shrill voice of the child in the little Taoist's ears became more and more shrill.

The young Taoist wanted to escape from here, but an inexplicable force suppressed him and made him unable to move.

I could only lie there, holding my head tightly, trembling all over, and apologizing non-stop:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's not me who hurt you, it's all because of Master, please let me go, wuwu."

Outside the villa, the old Taoist priest looked greedily at the room on the second floor that was emitting red light.

A smug smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: Finally,

After three years, he was finally going to succeed.

The cold moonlight flowed into the room and turned into the same color as blood.

The young Taoist priest seemed to be able to see that his entire body was surrounded and burned by flames.

At this moment, he seemed to have turned into the little cub he was before. The scorching light burned his skin and caused subtle pain.

He crawled to the door in panic and banged on it with his little hands.

However, to his disappointment, the door of the room was locked tightly.

The little cub could only curl up its body as much as possible, pout its mouth, hug its calves tightly with its hands, bury its face in its knees, trying to avoid contact with the flames.

However, the opposite happened. The range of the flames shrank smaller and smaller, and the little cub seemed to be able to smell the scent of roasted meat.

It smells so good! And it hurts so much.

Finally, everything went dark before his eyes and he knew nothing.

A cold wind blew by, and the little Taoist priest shivered from the cold.

The illusion of a sea of ​​fire disappeared, but the pain of the body being burned by the flames followed him like a maggot attached to his bones.

The room before his eyes no longer had the warm scene he had seen when he first entered. It was as if the veil had been torn apart, and everywhere was black and tattered from being burned by flames.

The doll on the bed that the little Taoist priest saw when he first entered the room now looked like a child.

The child held his head against his chest, looking at him innocently.