Chapter 579
Chapter 579
Chapter 579
Qing'an was naturally able to sense what was in the bottle that Benben was holding earlier.
Only a simpleton could do this so openly. Even if it were Li Zhuiyuan, he would have to pay with a drink in exchange.
Changhe told Benben to pour the water from this bottle into the well at home.
Benben did as instructed.
From Benben's perspective, this peach grove is his home, and his crib was lined with peach blossoms since he was a baby.
Qing'an tacitly approved of Benben's actions.
No matter what terrible things Benben brings back, as long as he's here, he can suppress them.
But things still took an unexpected turn.
Even though he had heard about Dragon King Qin Liu's special methods of suppressing evil spirits in his own home when he was active in the martial arts world, and Li Zhuiyuan had also introduced the situation of his ancestral home when he had tea with him...
But seeing is believing; only by actually seeing it can you truly realize:
Just how powerful is the evil spirit haunting the Liu family's ancestral home?
Without any opening, without any pleasantries, and without even showing their faces, they first scattered that precious and priceless vitality in large quantities to all around.
After a thousand years of self-improvement, Qing'an, finally seeing the dawn of its demise, sits here drinking tea, and then, inexplicably, is extended by another sixty years.
In the pool, the long river slowly turned its head.
It didn't understand where the anger behind its head came from.
In places where the head of the household resides, it is perfectly normal to have some peculiar protective barriers, or even to have monsters or evil spirits used as guard stones.
You generously radiate life force, which is a great blessing. You, Peach Blossom Fairy, are not only not grateful, but you even dare to harbor resentment.
They are utterly ignorant of manners, hierarchy, and social status. Such foolish and stupid creatures are not even qualified to be gatekeepers in the outer garden of a household.
They are all arrogant and wicked, accustomed to viewing the world from the perspective of strength and status. How could they possibly have any empathy? Everything is based on their own will.
Conversely, the only thing that can truly change them is a reassessment of their fundamental strength and status.
Their eyes met.
In an instant, faces appeared on the peach tree, crowding the trunk and branches but still not satisfied, continuing to fill the colorful peach blossoms.
In the eyes of the long river, light and shadow rapidly alternate, and the water around its neck constantly evolves into various scenes, probing each other's depths.
Qing'an still held her teacup, her eyes remaining cold.
The first to break this silence and oppression was the long river.
"you……"
The person in front of us is not some peach blossom fairy, but that's not the point right now.
Changhe wouldn't find it strange if the patriarch placed any being here, except for the one before him.
This evil spirit is covered with countless evil marks, like ink poured into an entire pond, yet the ink is still visible.
Changhe felt he had gone mad, actually seeing the true form of the Dragon King in an evil spirit.
This is not merely about strength and status, but rather a transcendence that belongs exclusively to the Dragon Kings of all generations—a testament to their great perseverance and magnanimity!
There's no need for competition; the results are already in the bag.
It lost.
As an evil spirit that was once brought back to the ancestral home and suppressed by the current Dragon King, it was an indisputable loser.
The man before me did not lose; even though he was completely disfigured, he still retained the spirit of a dragon king in his bones.
Changhe: "Why are you here?"
How could the head of the family place a former Dragon King in the outer garden as a gatekeeper?
Qing'an drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, got up, walked around the tea table, squatted down by the pool, reached out and grabbed at the long river.
The problem lies in style, not ability.
In response to this action, the water in the pool rose up, transforming into a series of sharp protective barriers.
Qing An's fingertips trembled slightly. These barriers were like thin sheets of paper, easily pierced through, and did not hinder his outstretched hand in the slightest.
Both sides are operating within limited resources. Changhe's main body is in the Liu family's ancestral home, and Qing'an has not overturned Taolin to absorb the resentment of the evil spirits that have been suppressed in Nantong over the past few years. It can be said that both sides are competing in pure techniques while in a state of demotion.
It's not a question of who lost out and who gained an advantage. The long river was formed from the spirit of the river and was originally a vicious river that devoured both banks. Even after entering the Liu family and picking up books to integrate into the story and cultivate talents, his foundation could not compare to the winner who walked the river properly to the end. However, Qing An's memories were incomplete. His actions were more instinctive than based on his past accumulation.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
Two shimmering dragons and phoenixes leaped from the pool, forming a second barrier against Qing'an.
Qing An pointed his fingertip at the phoenix, and the phoenix's body melted away the moment it touched him. Then, he flicked his hand and shattered the dragon shape.
The head of the long river turned into water vapor and dissipated into nothingness, making it impossible to grasp.
Qing An pointed his five fingers downwards, and countless faces in the peach grove opened their eyes collectively. Upon closer inspection, one could see a trace of moisture remaining in each pair of eyes.
They are all part of the long river, the long river that has disappeared, which has been captured by Qing'an.
Suddenly, all the faces closed their eyes, except for Qing'an, whose eyes remained open. From his eyes, countless streams of water mist condensed and flowed out, falling back into the pool and resting under his five fingers. Changhe's head reappeared.
"Snapped!"
Qing An successfully captured the head.
Li Zhuiyuan is not here. If the young man were in the peach grove at this moment and saw Qing An's move, he would have to revise Wei Zhengdao's criteria for selecting geniuses back then.
Although he was forced to seal himself due to the backlash from abusing the Black Book's secret techniques, he somehow learned how to utilize this terrifying backlash during this painful ordeal.
Generally speaking, the evil spirits that are suppressed are basically those whose spines have been broken. It is already a stroke of luck for them to escape, and it is even more fortunate for them to return to their former glory.
Qing'an, however, was able to continue to comprehend, break through, and progress even after becoming an evil spirit.
In other words, he doesn't want to live anymore and only wants to die. If he were willing to recklessly confront evil spirits, he could be even more powerful than at his peak.
Having his head grabbed means that Changhe has lost this confrontation.
Changhe, too lazy to find a reason why its main body wasn't here, had simply lost. It calmly asked again:
"Your Excellency, what brings you here?"
Qing'an did not answer.
His eyes remained cold, but a slight smile played at the corners of his mouth.
Unlike when the giant tortoise first came ashore, he had to rely on brute force to fight it, which was really lacking in elegance; the fight he just had was quite exhilarating.
Suddenly realizing that he had learned so many methods and techniques, he recalled the scene of Wei Zhengdao stealing things while dividing the loot among them.
The last time I had a similar experience was when I fought with "Miss Liu". The "young girl" was unhappy that I was just standing under the peach tree watching the fun, so she challenged me to a duel with her sword. Don't underestimate her because of her "young age", she has a lot of skills and tricks. I broke off a piece of peach branch and countered her moves, which was quite interesting.
Her gaze shifted downwards, pulling herself out of her thoughts, and Qing'an looked at the long river flowing between her fingertips.
He didn't answer the question, but instead muttered to himself:
"Ha, I've been used by that kid again..."
After speaking, he exerted force with his five fingers and raised his hand.
With a "bang," Changhe's head was forcibly pulled out of the pool by Qing'an.
He then swung it forcefully, and with a "smack," slammed the head back into the pool.
Changhe's face reappeared; even as a clone, it was not so easy to deal with.
But as soon as its face appeared, another series of ferocious faces emerged on the surface of the pool.
With all his emotions concealed, Qing An began to unleash the Black Book Secret Technique.
"you……"
Changhe had never experienced this feeling before. As a river spirit, it had always been the one to devour and control people and animals. It never thought that it would one day have its flow completely controlled.
However, Changhe quickly realized something; it not only stopped struggling but also revealed a smile:
"Since this is not the Liu family's ancestral home, I will naturally follow the host's lead."
Changhe not only dismantled all defenses, but also actively disintegrated his own clone, allowing the surrounding faces to merge with it more efficiently.
Soon, the long river disappeared.
Qing An's eyes first regained their composure, then rippled with emotion again. He lowered his head, his long hair falling down to cover his face.
When a gust of wind blows, you can see that beneath Qing'an's hair is the face of Changhe.
Looking up, her long hair flowed behind her. Qing'an grabbed her chin and tore her face off like a mask, then smashed it against a peach tree beside her.
His appearance returned, and on that peach tree, Changhe's face was highlighted.
Qing An manipulated the Changhe River, turning it into an entity similar to Su Luo.
Changhe didn't mind at all; this core clone of its was meant to be a companion at any cost.
Such companionship naturally yields the best results, completely avoiding the karmic repercussions of "releasing evil spirits out of the house."
Because that strand of it no longer exists in the world; at this moment, it is merely a part of Qing'an's body.
This water washed it so clean!
However, Changhe was still worried about Qing'an's condition, and it asked:
"There are three more like me. How long can you maintain your sanity if you enslave all four of our clones at once?"
Qing'an stood up and said:
"No need to stay awake for too long."
Having already enslaved people, the anger should have subsided by now. Next, we should consider some practical matters.
Being unexpectedly extended by 60 years was initially a source of distress, but by taking this opportunity to control all these clones, the problem was solved on its own.
Firstly, because he couldn't suppress the will of these four great evil spirit clones in this state for too long, it was like adding a countdown to the boy's life. If you drag this out any longer, I'm going to explode.
Qing'an's biggest concern was that the boy would leave it there without doing anything, allowing him to "enjoy his old age in peace."
Secondly, with the various evil spirits of the Liu family as his foundation, when he decides to leave the peach forest and emerge from the mountains, the replenishment he can obtain will no longer be just the resentment he has suppressed in Nantong for several years, but will allow him to more fully reveal his true strength.
Not only can they reveal their former selves, but they can also become so wealthy that they can display a truly wicked side and have a great time.
Qing'an stood up and walked towards the edge of the peach grove.
Changhe spoke again: "I look forward to reuniting with those three old friends in this way."
Just as the two were exchanging blows, a familiar aura emanated from the bearded man's house. Changhe then realized that it wasn't just it that was secretly plotting something; everyone was thinking the same thing.
Qing'an stopped under the outermost peach tree, reached back and slapped the peach tree beside him, thus transferring Changhe's face onto the tree.
Three?
"Yeah, four of us, including me."
Qing An shook her head: "No, including you, only three people came."
Upon hearing this, the bark of the peach tree wrinkled:
"Huh, which one is missing?"
……
Li Zhuiyuan sat in a chair, talking and drinking tea with Grandma Liu across the coffee table.
"How about it? Isn't my Liu family beautiful?"
"Yes, it's beautiful."
How does it compare to the Qin family?
Faced with this question, Li Zhuiyuan did not choose to evade the issue, but answered honestly:
"Much more beautiful than the Qin family."
Liu Yumei smiled, picked up a piece of tea snack, took a bite, and said while chewing:
"The old dog doesn't like my Liu family's ancestral home."
"Grandpa Qin doesn't like it, which is understandable."
Beauty is beauty; the scenery is dynamic and ever-changing. Even the most clueless person can perceive the most straightforward beauty and ugliness.
The problem is that the Liu family's method of relying on feng shui to build bridges and pave roads is simply too difficult for the orthodox Qin family.
While others leisurely cruised along the stream, Grandpa Qin, who lived in the Liu family's ancestral home, had to break through the wall to visit the neighbor's house, creating a completely new entrance.
"How is the ancestral hall in your family?"
"Liu Qingcheng, the Dragon King, is quite unexpected."
Is there anything else?
"The narrow craters on the cliff outside the ancestral hall are also a scenic spot."
"Hehehe..."
As they chatted and laughed, a commotion came from the bearded man's house.
Aunt Liu took the spatula and walked out of the kitchen.
Uncle Qin, tending his flower garden at the foot of the dam, picked up his hoe.
Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and continued drinking his tea.
Aunt Liu turned around and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking, while Uncle Qin bent down to continue planting flowers.
Liu Yumei, with a hint of trying to exonerate her poor relatives, said:
"It's not that they don't respect you enough, it's because you took Benben with you, and it was just too tempting for them."
If the Liu family were a private school, the teachers there would be desperate to teach, having lost their students for many years.
They did not openly defy Li Zhuiyuan's attitude, but chose to take a roundabout approach at a great cost, which was also a great respect for the new head of the family.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Grandma, rules are rules."
Liu Yumei: "Yes, the head of the family should set rules. Even when the Liu family was at its peak, every few years, the necessary discipline should be carried out. This way, both the righteous and the wicked can live in peace and not overstep the bounds."
Li Zhuiyuan: "But since we are related, there are some things that I can't directly confront even if I see them. Fortunately, there are people in our family who can do it for us."
The reason for letting Benben take the gifts back himself was so that Taolin could inspect them.
Li Zhuiyuan was not suited to appear in public, not only because he did not want to get involved in the karma, but also because if he did, he would have to open three cans of wine.
Liu Yumei: "Our Xiaoyuan is just so likable to the older generation."
Li Zhuiyuan: "That person, it's still out of consideration for face."
Liu Yumei: "There's no need to flatter Grandma like that. She's long past the stage of caring about family background."
Li Zhuiyuan smiled but didn't reply. Upstairs in the room, Li Sanjiang was dividing the money.
Grandpa Shan lay in bed and reached out to touch the unopened pack of cigarettes on the bedside table.
"Snapped!"
Li Sanjiang slapped his hand away and cursed:
"Pah, you hillbilly, why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? Do you even deserve to smoke such expensive cigarettes?"
When I was recuperating at Lao Lu's house, the cigarettes and alcohol were provided by them, so I could smoke and drink as much as I wanted. When I left, they put some gifts in the trunk of my car, including cigarettes and alcohol.
Grandpa Shan: "Stingy."
Li Sanjiang sighed: "I'll take these cigarettes and alcohol to the convenience store later and get Xiao Zhang Hou to convert them into cash for you."
Grandpa Shan turned his head to the side: "No, half for each of us, no, you get four and I get three with Mi Hou."
Yayoi: "This humble monk neither smokes nor drinks alcohol, and besides, this humble monk didn't help much on this trip, so I shouldn't accept any."
Li Sanjiang said to Yayoi, "What's yours is yours, regardless of whether you smoke or not. But remember, if you get hurt or injured, you get a bigger share. Otherwise, who will get hurt for you next time?"
Yayoi: "The young monk is taught."
Li Sanjiang: "Your Uncle Shan is a good man. Remember, after I'm gone, when you go out to meditate or encounter any tough guys, go and call your Uncle Shan for help. With him around, at least you'll be safe and sound."
Yayoi: "Young monk, keep this in mind."
Grandpa Shan: "Pfft..."
Li Sanjiang: "Hillbilly, what are you laughing at?"
Grandpa Shan: "If you're all gone, my bones will have been eaten by insects underground long ago. Damn it, I have no confidence that I can outlive you."
Li Sanjiang said to Yayoi, "When the time comes, open the coffin and check the situation. If the remains are still intact, carry them out for your mountain elder to take to a vegetarian retreat. It can ward off disaster."
Old Man Shan: "Lord Sanjiang, you son of a bitch..."
Li Sanjiang stuffed a wad of cash into the old man's mouth, the dirty money silencing his foul language.
Grandpa Shan took the money down and threw it back, saying, "Why are you giving it to me? I'm giving you back your money."
Li Sanjiang: "I deducted half of your share and paid you back. You can keep this money first. Mengmeng is back. As her father-in-law, how can you be completely penniless?"
Grandpa Shan silently took the money back.
Li Sanjiang handed over Yayoi's copy, which Yayoi accepted, saying, "Master."
"Ok?"
Li Sanjiang couldn't remember when Yasheng changed her address, but he was quite happy to hear her call him "Master".
"I opened a shop in Langshan and hired someone to manage it."
"You bastard, how could you waste money like this?"
"Business is pretty good."
"That's right, money should be used to make money."
Yayoi didn't continue. He just mentioned that he would have to ask Xiao Yuan for his opinion on the specifics.
“Lord Mi, I’ll go to your shop on Wolf Mountain sometime and have you take a look at the feng shui.”
Yayoi didn't respond.
Grandpa Shan said, "Don't worry, Mi Hou, your master would never do something like greedily taking advantage of his disciple's business."
Yayoi: "It is a disciple's duty to be filial to his master. I am willing to give that shop to my master."
When Yayoi said this, it came from the bottom of her heart, and the sincerity in her tone was infectious.
Old Man Shan said sourly, "Lord Sanjiang, how come you're so lucky? This great-grandson apprentice is like a cabbage picked up by the roadside."
Yayoi took the money downstairs and walked up to Tan Wenbin, wanting to ask him to drive the money to Langshan and his apprentice. Even though their business was doing very well, Yayoi felt it was only right that they use the money to improve their quality of life.
Tan Wenbin: "I'll deliver it to you this afternoon. Ah You just drove the car away to pick up Yunyun and Linlin."
After chatting with Grandma Liu, Li Zhuiyuan got up and walked towards the Taoist temple behind the house.
Yayoi followed for a few steps, then stopped.
Li Zhuiyuan stopped and turned to look at him: "It seems that Master has learned a lot from my great-grandfather recently."
This hesitant, pleading manner was something Yayoi wouldn't have done before.
Yayoi: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I have a favor to ask, but please refuse."
Li Zhuiyuan: "That's too much."
Yayoi: "I must say, I cannot accept Brother Yuan's promise."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Sometimes it's hard to bring up matters of personal relationships, but sometimes it's very simple once you do."
Yayoi: "It seems that Brother Yuan already knows."
Li Zhuiyuan: "I didn't expect you to be able to endure it for so long."
The boy continued walking toward the dojo, gesturing for Yayoi to follow.
Upon entering the Taoist temple, Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand, causing the ground to dent and an offering table to rise up. This was the eternal spirit tablet of "Li of Nantong Corpse Retrieval," with the names of Li Zhuiyuan and others written on it, and Li Sanjiang's name placed in the first row.
"I have no objection to what you want to request; it's fine as long as Grandfather agrees."
Yayoi clasped her hands together and bowed to Li Zhuiyuan, saying, "Thank you, Brother Xiaoyuan."
At just the right height, Li Zhuiyuan reached out and patted Yayoi on the shoulder:
“My great-grandfather is very fond of you as his apprentice. If I am no longer here one day, please keep my great-grandfather company.”
Yayoi remained silent.
"Alright, you can go now. I have some insights into formations and feng shui that I need to deduce."
Yayoi walked out, glanced back at the dojo, and said softly:
"Brother Xiaoyuan, Master likes you the most, and I won't let this happen before I'm gone."
Lin Shuyou was driving, and Chen Lin was in the passenger seat.
Chen Lin peeled an orange and fed it to Lin Shuyou segment by segment.
This intimate gesture already made Ayou blush.
Especially when he discovered that Chen Lin would deliberately put her finger lightly into his mouth and touch his tongue when he opened his mouth to take the orange pulp, Ayou's face turned even redder.
Upon seeing this, Chen Lin smiled happily.
At this moment, Chen Lin noticed that Zhou Yunyun, who was sitting in the back seat, had her head resting against the car window and was frowning.
Chen Lin asked with concern, "Yunyun, are you feeling unwell?"
Zhou Yunyun: "I don't know why, but I suddenly felt panicked."
Upon hearing this, Lin Shuyou activated his vertical pupils and carefully scanned Zhou Yunyun through the rearview mirror to confirm that there was nothing dirty on her.
Chen Lin: "Should we go to the health center for a check-up?"
Zhou Yunyun: "It's not that kind of panic, it's just a simple feeling of unease. I've had it before."
Chen Lin: "Before? When did that happen?"
Zhou Yunyun: "There was a period of time when Binbin would only answer my calls but wouldn't meet me."
Chen Lin: "You're missing him."
Zhou Yunyun smiled somewhat embarrassedly.
Chen Lin knew a bit about the ways of the martial arts world; her brother had also lit lamps before, so she could understand the situation. Tan Wenbin must have been seriously injured and was deliberately hiding from Zhou Yunyun to recover, afraid that she would worry.
Chen Lin tried to lighten the mood by saying, "But Binbin is at home, and you'll see her soon. So, who is Yunyun thinking about right now?"
Zhou Yunyun tidied her hair behind her ear and didn't answer, but it was clear that she knew the answer but was too embarrassed to say it.
Long ago, she would have a dream in which she would have two sensible and obedient little babies. She even told her future mother-in-law, Zheng Fang, about this dream. Zheng Fang thought it was a pregnancy dream and even warned her son that if things didn't work out, they should get a marriage certificate and have a wedding first, and not get pregnant beforehand. She said that Zhou Yunyun's parents were honest and upright people, and they had to consider the other party's face when marrying their daughter.
Later, one time when she was playing with building blocks with Benben at Big Beard's house, she took a nap on the dam. After that, the images of the two children in her dreams became clearer.
They would stand there timidly, both attached to her and apprehensive, as if afraid that she would abandon them. Every time Zhou Yunyun dreamed of this scene, she would feel heartbroken after waking up.
During her winter vacation a while ago, she accompanied her parents to Langshan to burn incense on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. On the way, they passed a shop with a magpie bridge decoration at the entrance halfway up the mountain.
She bought a pair of marriage locks for her parents and hung them up. Afterwards, her parents were invited into the shop for a chat by a bald, lay old monk. The old monk was eloquent and could read palms and faces. Moreover, he didn't charge for reading their palms; they only needed to buy some small trinkets as a token of appreciation.
The parents asked the old monk to help them with their fortunes. The questions were also asked by the parents. The prospective son-in-law had already been chosen and had come to visit on the second day of the Lunar New Year. They were just waiting for the two children to graduate so they could hold the wedding. Therefore, the parents did not ask about marriage or other matters, but rather about having children.
The old monk held up two fingers.
Zhou's mother: "Having two children? That won't do. They'll most likely be government employees in the future, and having more than one child will have a huge impact."
Zhou's father: "Twins!"
The old monk then went on to praise the twins to the skies, saying how well they would study, how good their grades would be, and how virtuous they would be, claiming that the two children had come to repay a debt of gratitude.
Actually, what Zhou Yunyun and her parents didn't see was that at the time, it was Mi Guang, who was sitting at the door selling things, who was holding up an item that a customer wanted and asking his master how much it cost. Yang Banxian gestured a price.
As for the praise that follows... Nonsense, what kind of idiot would speak ill of your future child to someone? Do you even want your customers to be happy and buy things from you?
The yellow pickup truck turned onto the village road, and as it approached the path, Zhou Yunyun's anxiety grew stronger. Even when she saw Tan Wenbin standing at the crossroads to greet her, this feeling did not subside but intensified.
Tan Wenbin asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Yunyun's eyes were filled with tears. She didn't speak, but just pounded her fist on Tan Wenbin's chest.
Tan Wenbin asked softly, "Yunyun, what's wrong? Who made you angry?"
Zhou Yunyun pursed her lips and said, "I miss the children in my dreams."
Zhou Yunyun had mentioned this dream to her fiancé many times. It's a common thing for many couples to dream about their future family life, especially their children. However, Zhou Yunyun herself felt that her dreams were too beautiful. Tan Wenbin even joked that she wanted to have two little Yuan brothers.
But this time, upon hearing Zhou Yunyun's words, Tan Wenbin immediately looked in the direction of the bearded man's house.
I don't know if it was because my roommate cursed me in the dormitory or if Yunyun was just naturally more sensitive in this regard, but when I used magic to isolate myself, Yunyun could still sense me riding her bike on the village road.
"Lin Shuyou, Aunt Liu wants you to go to Big Beard's house to get some paper offering materials. Take Linlin and Yunyun with you and get more. Brother Xiaoyuan just called me; he probably has something to do over there."
"understand!"
The bearded man's house, bedroom.
Su Luo held Benben's hand and stood in the center of the bedroom.
His gaze first fell on the dressing mirror.
The snake scales shimmered with an eerie light, and in the mirror, the head of a python appeared, which quickly transformed into the face of a gentle woman.
Through the mirror, Bai Gu gave Benben a loving smile.
This snake scale is Bai Gu's natal scale. Even though her body is as large as a mountain, she only has three natal scales left. Once the natal scale leaves her body, it will naturally begin to dissolve. However, this process will be quite long, enough for her to teach her children to grow up.
Su Luo looked at the painting on the bed, where the sobbing of the two children in the painting continued.
"Silly, go and remove those snake scales."
Benben obediently stepped forward and removed the snake scales. Hearing his two older brothers crying, Benben felt very guilty. He knew it was because he hadn't done things carefully.
No wonder my older brother used to criticize me for not doing things well enough.
Benben didn't laugh this time, but she still reached out, pinched the corner of her mouth, and pulled it hard, punishing herself.
Su Luo reached out and took the child's self-punishing hand away, and said gently, "It's not your fault. You're just too young to understand how many tricks and schemes these old guys can have."
Then, Su Luo pointed to the finger bone that had degenerated into a chicken claw, indicating that Benben should pick it up as well.
When Nan Weng was on the mountain peak, he went with the flow and threw a golden finger bone down the mountain. It was almost broken by the shovel that opened the life gate of Run Sheng, but before it was completely broken, Nan Weng gathered a large amount of essence from the remaining bones.
This amount of essence is enough for it to forcibly create a mental image outside, even if it consumes a great deal of energy.
The reason it hasn't revealed itself yet isn't because it wants to continue hiding... but because Li Zhuiyuan placed a seal on it, which Nan Weng can't break!
Su Luo checked on Xiao Hei and said to Benben, "It's okay, it just ate too much at once. Let it sleep for a few days to digest it."
This fake black dog was a gift from my daughter; it's one of the decorative elements used in her villa.
Of course, its predecessor was a powerful monster that was once swallowed by the girl.
The girl was still slumped on the ground when she let Benben choose a gift. Benben came out carrying the fake black dog he had picked out and made a brief eye contact with his older brother.
This signifies that, in the future, the next generation of senior disciples here, besides Qin Liu, will also follow the path of the Yu family, with each person mastering the inheritance of at least three Dragon King Sects.
Little Black had only swallowed a few hairs from the fake black dog, and that "amount" was enough to make it fall into a deep sleep. When it completely gnawed the fake black dog clean, it would signify the completion of its transformation.
Su Luo: "Let's go, Benben, take these two things to the peach grove, he's waiting for us."
Benben pointed at the fake black dog.
It means that if all the other gifts have problems, then this gift...
The snake scales in Benben's hand shone brightly, illuminating the fake black dog, and his finger bones trembled and turned, pointing at it.
It was as if Aunt Bai and Old Man Nan were urging the girl to stop pretending and come out quickly to discuss matters with them.
The fake black dog sat there, motionless.
At this moment, the long river on the outermost peach tree seemed to ask a question:
"It's my daughter! Why didn't she come? That shouldn't be the case. She's always the most enthusiastic about taking care of children. Others might not come, but she definitely will!"
Qing'an's face disappeared, replaced by Su Luo's face. After a while, their faces switched back.
This period of time was enough for Qing'an to get a close look at what that fake black dog really was, through Su Luo.
The only evil spirit that was skilled at devouring did not come over, and there was only one reason for that.
Qing'an:
"She was so scared that she didn't dare to come."
(End of this chapter)