Chen Qing Ling continues to be happy

2.1 Mozon

A year ago in the Mojiazhuang sword spirit incident, all three members of the Mo family were killed, his nephew Mo Xuanyu disappeared, and more than a dozen servants were killed or injured. Later, various evil incidents were reported. Since then, no one dared to live in Mojiazhuang. It has become a veritable haunted house.

That night, two figures, a man and a woman, came to Mojiazhuang, pushed open the gate, the road was completely blocked by weeds, pushed the weeds away and walked to the front yard, the crows on the tree were startled, and they flew up to block it In the moonlight, the yard looked darker and colder.A gust of wind blew up, rolled up the broken door curtain, and slapped on the mottled wall, making a strange humming sound, monotonous and weird.

The two seemed to be familiar with this kind of situation, and didn't react too much. They went straight through the front hall to the backyard. The backyard was even more desolate, and the weeds almost covered the original house.

The two came to a low house next to a well, and the woman stepped forward to open the door, and the room was filled with dust, "Ahem, cough, Mr. Wei, is this the place where Mo Xuanyu cast the Sacrifice Curse?" Fanning the dust with his hands, he said.

"The fourth room on the left, there is a well outside the house, and the horse gallery next door, it's right here." Wei Wuxian walked in slowly, leaning on the wall.

"Young Master Wei, be careful!" Luo Qingyang saw that Wei Wuxian was about to bump into a broken chair that fell on the ground, so he hurried over to support him. "Your eyes are inconvenient, so don't move around, there are things everywhere on the ground here."

"Miss Luo, please check to see if there are manuscripts of the Sacrifice Curse, or spells or anything like that." Wei WuXian nodded, did not move any further, and felt the fluctuation of spiritual power here with his heart to see if there was any evil spirit.

Luo Qingyang flipped around in the room, and said, "Young Master Wei, that's strange. You said earlier that this place should be covered with spells, and the ground was painted with blood for sacrifice spell formations. But now there are only a few dilapidated tables and chairs here. There was not even a piece of paper, and there was no blood on the ground, except for pots, bowls and clothes."

Wei Wuxian sneered: "It's not surprising, it means someone has been here before. Guess why that person didn't take anything in Mo's Manor, but took away Mo Xuanyu's talisman?"

Luo Qingyang also became interested, and said: "Does that person also want to study the Sacrifice Mantra?"

"It's not so much that I want to learn the Sacrifice Curse, it's better to say that I'm afraid that others will learn the Sacrifice Curse..."

"You mean, the person who came to take away the talisman is most likely the person who conspired with Mo Xuanyu?"

"It can be guessed like this. You think, after the Mojiazhuang sword spirit incident, the Mo family has not died. It is logical that the offspring of the Mo family should live in the Mojiazhuang. No matter how bad it is, the house should be sold. But according to the nearby neighbors, this Later, evil incidents occurred in the house one after another, scaring the Mo family from moving in, and no one dared to buy the house. In addition, the rumors spread from nowhere made the weirdness of the house even more evil, which led to the death of the house in less than a year. Time, this place has become like this. These are actually for one purpose."

"In order to prevent people from approaching this house, so that the person can take what he wants to take away."

"Yes, but not all."

"How to say?"

"Ahem, the dust here is really heavy, help me go outside." Wei Wuxian suddenly fanned the dust in the room, turned and walked outside.

The two walked under a locust tree in the backyard, Wei Wuxian stopped suddenly, and slowly supported the trunk of the locust tree with his hands.Countless sharp screams rang in Wei Wuxian's ears, like ghosts and demons, deafening.Wei Wuxian felt a strong sense of discomfort, stepped back a few steps, and sat down on the stone beside him, panting and coughing violently, his face was as pale as paper.

"Young master Wei, what's the matter with you?!" Luo Qingyang quickly supported Wei Wuxian.

"Ahem, it's the Yinhu Talisman, it has the aura of the Yinhu Talisman here!" Wei Wuxian said, pointing to the stone pile under the locust tree.

"I'll dig it up and have a look!" Luo Qingyang said.

"This, I don't need it."

"why?!"

"The Yinhu Talisman isn't here, it just left a resentment, it should have been taken away... Cough cough cough cough..." Suddenly, Wei Wuxian leaned down and coughed.

"Young Master Wei, your body..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I just choked on Mo Xuanyu's ashes."

"You mean, the dust in the room just now is Mo Xuanyu's ashes?!" Luo Qingyang was startled, and quickly covered his nose.

"What's so surprising about this? The sacrifice curse is so evil. It can only be achieved if the person who sacrificed the sacrifice is crushed and ashes, and the soul is completely dead. The dust in the room is not Mo Xuanyu's ashes, what else? Cough cough, it's just But the person who instigated Mo Xuanyu to donate is not simple."

"How to say?"

"Jin Guangyao took my manuscript of the Sacrifice Curse at the mass grave back then. It is only a fragment. No matter how talented Mo Xuanyu is, it is impossible to research the complete Sacrifice Curse Formation. Moreover, even if there is a complete formation , in order to revive the ancestor of Yiling, three conditions must be fulfilled."

"Which three conditions?"

"First, the body of the ancestor Yiling; second, to find someone who is very compatible with my soul and is willing to donate; third, a monk with high spiritual power activates the formation."

Luo Qingyang nodded and said: "In the Battle of Never Night, you fell off a cliff, and the three great families of Yunmengjiang, Lanlingjin, and Gusu Lan immediately sent people to search for it at the bottom of the cliff, but found nothing. If you think about it, this person must have been waiting at the foot of the cliff, otherwise, how could you escape so many people and take your body away. But, how is this possible?!"

"One more thing is strange, if this person planned to revive the ancestor of Yiling from the beginning, why did he wait 16 years before starting the sacrifice formation?" Wei Wuxian continued.

"Is it because we didn't find a suitable donor at the beginning?" Luo Qingyang analyzed.

"It's also possible, but what if you can't find it? I think it's impossible for someone with such means to do something unprepared. It's very likely that before hiding the body of Yiling Patriarch, there was already someone to donate."

"At that time, Mo Xuanyu probably hadn't been taken back to Jinlin Terrace by Jin Guangshan. This person should not be Mo Xuanyu."

"Yes, at that time the person offering the sacrifice should have been someone else... Mo Xuanyu, he shouldn't have died like this..." Wei Wuxian suddenly turned around and said to the back of the tree: "My friend, what do you think? "

Luo Qingyang drew out his sword and rushed behind the tree.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" A young man about eighteen or nineteen years old sprang out from behind the tree. He was dressed in shabby clothes, but he was clean.Luo Qingyang saw that this person had no cultivation level, so he took the sword back.