The devil always wants to marry me

Having said all that needed to be said, Lu Yuansheng led Tang Zheng to see Mo Qing.

Because Mo Xiaoxing had a son in his later years, even though Mo Qing was the head of the family, he looked like he was in his early twenties.Wearing thin-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses, his eyebrows and eyes are extremely beautiful. Although his facial features are similar to Mo Ran, they are a little more heroic. Sitting at the table in suits and leather shoes to review documents, people dare not violate them.

"Mo Qing." Lu Yuansheng said softly.

Hearing the sound, the man raised his head, his eyes were calm and prestige, Tang Zheng's heart trembled nervously.

Lu Yuansheng chuckled a few times, the seriousness of the Mo family has really been passed down from generation to generation. According to the current situation, there is even a tendency that the blue is better than the blue.

"Sir." Seeing who came, Mo Qing nodded slightly, with a rare smile on his face, "Father is going back to our home today and has prepared things."

Lu Yuansheng expressed his thanks, and then introduced Tang Zheng to the other party.

When Mo Qing saw Tang Zheng, he returned to his unsmiling appearance, and there was not much emotion in his dark pupils.

I don't know if she was thinking too much, but Tang Zheng always felt that the Patriarch of the Mo family looked at her a little strangely, as if he was examining something.

Looking away, Mo Qing didn't ask any more questions, and gently took out a long vermilion carved box from the drawer, with a smiling happy Buddha engraved on it.

"Red mahogany?" Lu Yuansheng's tone sank, "Do you use this for painting?"

Mo Qing: "Well, otherwise I won't be able to hold back."

Tang Zheng couldn't understand what the two were talking about, but she also knew that mahogany was used to drive away ghosts and evil spirits. She took a few steps closer and carefully looked at the box in front of her, wondering if there was something evil inside?

"Sir, please sit down and suppress it."

Mo Qing was still a little nervous after all, "This is the first time the Mo family has opened a painting, so please be careful."

Tang Zheng blinked, what is the origin of the painting in this box, is it so scary?

In fact, it's pretty scary.

After Lu Yuansheng set up the formation, the moment Mo Qing opened the wooden box and took out the scroll, the whole room suddenly changed beyond recognition——

The glazed lanterns are hung high under the beams of the house, and the exquisitely carved doors and windows are attached to each other, carrying a light fragrance, extending all the way to the end of the gorgeous hall, where a young girl in white sits on a high seat at the end. What Tang Zheng saw in his dreams in the past was even younger, even with the purity of unworldly things.

But she looks thirteen or fourteen years old, and the red and white clothes are much bigger on her body.But at this moment, she is completely different from the "Law" in Tang Zheng's mind.

Although his appearance has not changed, it carries a bit of youthful and frivolous childishness and cruelty, as if burning with fire.She rested her chin on one hand, and the red long sleeve trimmed with gold silk slid down to her wrist, revealing a somewhat pale complexion, and the capillaries under the skin reflected a sense of sickness and frailty.

It's just that the young girl's face was full of wantonness, her eyes contained the desolation and bewitchment of red plums and wine, and the corners of her lips curled up lazily.

Like a piece of uncarved jade, with sharp edges and thorns.

Tang Zheng wanted to walk over, but her chest was full of strange emotions, and the memories and feelings that had been suppressed by Biluo in the gate of the underworld surged up again.

She wanted to talk to this man.

Sniffing, tears fell down again.

"Don't go there."

Like Tang Zheng, Lu Yuansheng also entered the illusion, but he forced his way into this illusion that strongly repulsed him. The terrifying force kept tearing his body, and a trace of pain appeared between Lu Yuansheng's brows, and soon disappeared. Disappear.

"This is the blinding technique of the demon in the painting. It lives by the obsession of the objects in the painting, so as to lure people into the world in the painting."

Lu Yuansheng warned again: "Don't go there."

Tang Zheng's eyes were red, and he didn't move any more.

Lu Yuansheng looked at the person sitting alone on the high place at the end. The girl who seemed to be drinking alone turned her sideways and casually fiddled with the ritual utensils on the banquet table. There was no one else in the gorgeous hall except her.

obsession.

Lu Yuansheng said, is your obsession with her after all?

Naturally, the people who lived thousands of years ago in the illusion couldn't answer him.

Lu Yuansheng quickly broke the illusion of the demon in the painting, and the room returned to its original state.

Mo Qing's stiff look finally relaxed, he

Restrain the emotion in his eyes——the person in the painting still has the frivolous and frivolous appearance in the illusion, and it is indeed similar to Tang Zheng in appearance.

Mo Qing put the scroll back into the wooden box with lowered eyes, and said, "The originator suddenly appeared in the eyes of the world. He was already eleven or twelve years old at that time, and no matter what his early experience was, he couldn't find it anyway. There are many rumors about her life experience at that time because the talent of the upper-origin is extraordinary, comparable to that of a monster."

Some say it's a demon, some say it's a ghost, and there are even worse ones.But in the end, these rumors were vulnerable to the status of the person who brought the originator to the public, and disappeared after a long time.

Tang Zheng asked who that person was.

Mo Qing: "Before the emergence of the source, there was no such thing as an onmyoji, and it was replaced by a warlock."

"And the person who brought the source is the leader of the warlocks—Baili Changsheng."

One night passed, the sky was not yet clear, and the surrounding area was still smudged with thick fog.

It's just that the fog is not half as much as Mo Qing's heart, and it's still so dark that he can't find a way out.

"Sir." Mo Qing frowned, with a helpless tone, "I can't accept this disciple."

"Why not." Lu Yuanshengyun said lightly: "She is very talented and also has the ability to enter dreams. She is qualified to be your disciple of Mo Qing."

Of course I know that!Mo Qing was having a headache. It was natural that Lu Yuansheng could accept him because he was superior. What he was worried about was Tang Zheng's identity.From the current point of view, Tang Zheng is very likely to be the reincarnation of the originator.Mo Qing looked up at the man, "Sir, why do you want to introduce Tang Zheng into my Mo family?"

Lu Yuansheng: "I don't have much time."

Mo Qing was a little dazed, but after all, he didn't ask carefully, but said: "Then why don't you recommend her to Wanjia, Mister."

The Wan family is the head of the sect and the one with the closest connection with the originator. The first Patriarch is the disciple of the originator. If one wants to learn a teacher, the Wan family is naturally the best.

"No." Lu Yuansheng said solemnly, "Don't leak anything about Tang Zheng to other clans."

Tang Zheng was completely unaware of the conversation between the boss and the head of the Mo family. Since seeing that painting, she could count the number of times she met the boss on one hand.On the contrary, Mo Ran and the ghost attendant named Chaomu often look for her.

Mo Ran is a very gentle and beautiful girl. When she first got along with her, she was a little shy and cautious, but Tang Zheng couldn't help but even smiled with vigor, and soon got close to her.

This always shy and gentle girl, however, brightened up every time Lu Yuansheng was mentioned, asked carefully about Lu Yuansheng, and secretly blushed her ears again.

Tang Zheng just finished talking about the heroic deeds of the boss this time, and saw Mo Ran clenched his hands tightly, pursed his lips and smiled softly, his ears turned red when he smiled, and even his face was stained pink.

This look is very familiar to Tang Zheng.

Xiaoyan has been so silly these past few days, when the two of them sit together for a meal, Shi Qingyan can laugh until his mouth cracks to the point behind his ears, and when they sleep together at night, they can be seen in the dark Shi Qingyan's steaming red face looked like a ripe cherry, and Tang Zheng might squeeze out the juice when he patted it.

"Mo Ran." Tang Zheng just said that his mouth was dry, and the other party quickly brought her a cup of tea. Tang Zheng took it and asked very plainly: "Do you like the boss?"

Then, Tang Zheng saw another cherry that was ripe in an instant.

Unexpectedly, she thought that according to Mo Ran's temper, she would panic and deny it, but she didn't expect the other party to admit it directly.

"Very, is it obvious?" Mo Ran covered his burning cheeks, his eyes closed tightly, and his hands trembled slightly. "I thought, I thought it was well hidden."

Tang Zheng thought about it carefully. In front of Lu Yuansheng, Mo Ran really hid it well, and he couldn't see anything.

Tang Zheng was puzzled: "Why didn't you say it?"

The heat on Mo Ran's face has not yet faded, making the girl as delicate as a flower. She lowered her head slightly, showing a very shallow smile, like fireworks shining for a moment and finally melting into the night. She did not answer this question: "My husband and I met for the first time. The meeting is in the gate of Huangquan."

At that time, Huangquanmen was still sinister and treacherous, and had not changed.She was just an 11-year-old girl who could only hide in the corner and sob softly with her eyes closed, waiting for her father and her brother to come to rescue her.

But as an onmyoji, how can Mo Ran not know the saying that "there is no return to the gate of Huangquan", there are only three ways to open the gate of Huangquan.

Biluo pen, Huangquan fan, Tianmingqin.

The whereabouts of the Huangquan fan is still unknown, and the Tianmingqin is still alive in the legend, and no one has seen it.

Although the Mohists have Biluobi, if it is not held by the master of the ghost gate, the gate of the underworld can only be opened once in the hands of a human onmyoji.

Mo Ran knows that if such a precious opportunity to open the door is used on her, the Mo family will be attacked by the entire Yin-Yang world.So after staying in the gate of Huangquan for four days, when the blood-stained dusk dragged out ghostly shadows on the land full of corpses and no grass, Mo Ran wiped away her tears, and a determination that did not meet her age appeared on her immature face. They were brought together into a sharp point, and poked at the eyes with a clean and ruthless intent.

——Mo Ran, you have to remember that your eyes must not fall into the hands of others.If one day you can't control it, destroy it.

——Well, Mo Ran knows.

"It's really strange." When the blood was about to burst out, a big cold hand held her hand tightly.

A clear male voice with a slight smile rang in her ears: "With Mo Xiaoxing's temperament, how could he teach such an obedient girl?"

The man shook his head helplessly, and gently hugged the girl who could not walk after four days of hunger and thirst, "The Mo family finally had a girl, if something happened to you, your father might cause trouble in the Yin-Yang world." The chickens and dogs are restless."

Mo Ran burst into tears, oozing from the corners of her closed eyes, and she wanted to open her eyes to see the man's appearance, but sadly, she could only think about it.

She was safely brought back to the Mo family by Lu Yuansheng, and she was taught by the other party after that, but she could only address him as "Mr."

Tang Zheng knew that it was love at first sight, and love will regenerate after a long time, but she also noticed one thing, "Mo Ran, have you never seen the boss?"

"Well, I've never seen it before." The girl's smile was bitter for the first time, "I want to open my eyes to see Mr., even for a second, I will deeply remember Mr.'s appearance."

The color of the flowers on the tree gradually became darker. In the few days of Baijie, Tang Zheng felt that he was about to be useless.She never expected that the boss brought her to learn Yin-Yang Art. The Mo family's practice is notoriously hard. Even if Mo Qing understood that she had no foundation and relaxed some standards, Tang Zheng was so tired that he cried out.

Fortunately, the food of the Mo family is not ordinary delicious, no matter how tired or bitter Tang Zheng is, he can't beat a few bowls of rice.Shi Qingyan put her hands on Tang Zheng's face in distress several times and wanted to say that you have lost weight, but she always felt that the other's cheeks became rounder unexpectedly.

Shi Qing said: ...

Tang Zheng with chopsticks in his mouth: "..."

So Shi Qingyan pinched Tang Zheng's face openly and aboveboard, smiling like a little flower while pinching, very happy, squinting his beautiful silver pupils to show a very satisfied expression.

Chaomu would be so excited that he couldn't control himself, filling up thousands of words of unspeakable things in his mind.

One day, on a peaceful day, a wonderful thing happened.

At that time, Tang Zheng was sitting in a pavilion with a superb view, the surrounding petals fell to the ground in the wind, and the ones that had just fallen were piled up at her feet, exuding a sweet fragrance.Tang Zheng was holding the book in his hand, carrying it listlessly, while Shi Qingyan sat quietly in front of her, not bored, just looking at her like that.

The sky was getting dark, but Mo Qing chose this place to study, but it had its own lights and thoughtful eye protection.

Tang Zheng was drowsy from carrying her back, suddenly his palms itched, and he opened his hand to see that there was a small white thing that looked like a human inside, tightly grasping her fingers and refusing to let go.

Shi Qingyan frowned, and immediately reached out to throw away this lifeless thing, but the next second was blocked by the eyes that appeared out of thin air.

She held the little white ball in Tang Zheng's hand with a look of surprise, and then she suddenly realized a few clicks: "You love this deeply enough, even the living creatures have come out."

All human beings, ghosts and demons in this world have wishes, and when the desire to realize the wish reaches the extreme, a soul will be born.

Chaomu smiled at Tang Zheng and said, "Don't worry, this is a creature born from Shi Qingyan's heart. It sticks to you tightly, and it will disappear after a while. After all, creatures can't live."

She turned her head and winked at Shi Qingyan, wanting to make some jokes, but she saw the other party staring at the creature like ice. If she hadn't blocked her eyes, but couldn't beat him, Shi Qingyan must have chopped off the sticky creature. Tang Zheng didn't let go of things.

Wow, so scary.

With a teasing smile on his face, he took a step back with malicious intentions, and signaled to the boss, you can do whatever you want.

Shi Qingyan immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to open it, but Tang Zheng was very happy kneading and kneading the creature in his palm, and said happily: "Wow, Xiaoyan! It's as cute as you!"

So Shi Qingyan's full momentum immediately dissipated, and the flags and drums died down in an instant, and the appearance made Chaomu, who was watching the show, almost burst into tears.

A few days later, Mo Qing suddenly summoned them to the main house with a blank expression. Although his face was paralyzed as before, Tang Zheng could smell anger from inside, and it was still very angry.

Mo Ran's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling: "Brother, what's wrong?"

The man's eyes were dark, and he couldn't express any emotion, "Mister is trapped by the Lu family."

The Lu family... Tang Zheng was puzzled, so he heard Chao Mu explain to her with a suppressed voice: "It's your boss's family, but your boss severed ties with the Lu family a long, long time ago."

"How can the Lu family trap him with Mr. Yi's ability?" Mo Ran said.

"That's right, so those old and pedantic Lu family members used crooked forbidden techniques." Mo Qing looked cold.

Same blood limit.

Impossible, Tang Zheng subconsciously denied, if it is really the same blood restriction, then the boss's blood must be used for the eyes, but the boss has lived for 300 years, and the parents should have been reincarnated for several lives.

Also, their only younger sister, Lu Zhiyi, passed away at an early age. What did they use for their formation?

Aware of the doubts of the people present, Mo Qing said slowly: "They used Lu Zhiyi's corpse blood."

"Wow, the Lu family is really amazing." With a half-smile in his eyes, his voice was a bit dull, "I still wonder why there was only a skin bag left in the coffin when the Lu family buried Lu Zhiyi, the body of a good girl with bones And the blood is gone, and they even planted it on the ghost waiter..."

It turned out that it was the Lu family who looked the most mournful at that time, stripping Lu Zhiyi's bones, draining her last drop of blood, and burying her.

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Me, I'm finally going to pass the exam!I'm finally saying goodbye to fans who are smaller than my face!Ah ha ha ha ha (?ω?)

When I got home, I would type with the air conditioner on every day, ahahahahahahahahaha!