Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Grand was startled and angry, he gritted his teeth and continued unwillingly: "Mosquitoes are buzzing, eating people's hearts, mosquitoes are flapping their wings, and come out of their stomachs!"

Wu Rong: Vomit.

"Hahahaha, look, witch, don't blame me for not giving you time."

Ge Lang grinned viciously: "If you don't hand over the Gu seeds before tomorrow, the bloodline of the Wu family will be completely cut off in your life!"

After that, he laughed and led the people to turn around and leave. He swayed after taking two steps, and then quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

When he was walking far away, Ge Lang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale and trembling, like a puppy soaked by a rainstorm and severely injured. The subordinates were shocked and hurried over to help.

"Master Shaozhai, what's wrong with you!"

"Get out, get out of here, useless things!"

Grand waved his subordinates away, startled and angry, his mouth was red and he lost his temper: "Who said he is an ordinary person? Did he intend to kill me!"

The blood just now was spat back, and Grand held back halfway until his face turned pale. But no matter how white it is, it can't compare to the turbulent waves in his heart-the connection between the ten sons' solitary Gu and him has been broken! Not only the child Gu is gone, but even the mother Gu is gone, all gone! I was taken over by a nest!

Ge Lang's heart was bleeding, and his heart was trembling with distress. He used almost all his resources to cultivate this Gu. He originally planned to take it to eat a few people to grow his life Gu. Who would have thought that the first time he took it out and used it, he would suffer Waterloo! But Ge Lang can't say it out - his father has many heirs, his young village master is not stable, and the ten sons' solitary Gu is his capital, if any brother finds out, he may end up miserable.

"Hmph, so what about some small skills."

After calming down, Ge Lang's cheeks twitched, and his eyes were fierce: "He really doesn't have any other aura about him. He is an ordinary person. It is probably caused by the old witch's green spirit Gu. Damn, hateful! Haha, the only seedling of this generation of Wu family is actually a Man, God wants to destroy their Miao Village. Even if I get into the pit by luck, I have a backhand."

Thinking of this, Ge Lang rolled his eyes, glanced at his loyal subordinates, and sneered in his heart.

No one knows his real backer, this is his unique opportunity!

"Bai Gu, Wu Rong, wait for me. I will cut off your heads, dry them in the sun and hang them outside the stockade, so as to relieve my hatred!"

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"Gran is insidious and cunning, and he must have someone behind him."

When Wu Rong returned to the village, the old villager looked at him with guilt and pain along the way, and others treated him very carefully, and his voice was soft, like he was a fragile porcelain doll.

It's almost the same, even if the Miao men and Miao women are really hit by the ten sons' wimpy Gu, it is a dead end. It's just that this kind of Gu is vicious and vicious, but it doesn't happen immediately, so there is time. After sending Wu Rong back to Diaojiaolou, Zhai Lao, the witch and others went to discuss countermeasures immediately, leaving Bai Gu to comfort Wu Rong. A motivated person like Bai Gu immediately knew that his opportunity had come.

"Now you have been hit by the ten son larvae Gu, this Gu is very dangerous, I am afraid that only the Gu species can save your life."

Alas, the ten-child solitary Gu is long gone.

Bai Gu's branch has been a great witch in the village for generations, his father and brothers are all dead, and Bai Gu is the only one left.

Only Bai Gu could see that the ten son solitary Gu was engulfed by darkness within half a second after entering Wu Rong's body, it was like delivering food, Bai Gu was terrified and covered in cold sweat, and he felt very lucky on the way back —Fortunately, he didn't intend to kill Wu Rong. It is definitely not easy for a person who can become a ghost after death.

As for the fact that the ghost Gu has been devoured, Wu Rong doesn't say anything, and Bai Gu won't disclose it to the outside world. On the contrary, the fear and recognition of Wu Rong in his heart has increased a lot.

Stand still, show the enemy weak, cats eat tigers, it is really a deep thought!

Bai Gu glanced at him knowingly, and originally wanted to approach him slowly to win Wu Rong's trust, but now seeing his hidden strength, an inexplicable sense of crisis gripped Bai Gu's heart. A useless subordinate is worthless, and he cannot delay any longer. He must demonstrate his ability as soon as possible.

"Grand has a 'cat'"

Bai Gu said: "My father is a great witch in the village, and he saw that cat in the forest before. It is not a real living thing, but the grievances of people in the forest who died in vain accumulated for thousands of years. An evil thing was born from the surge of yin energy. I don’t know what method Ge Lang used to make the cat follow him. This thing is greedy, has a very small mind, and will seek revenge, and its favorite food is Gu.”

"Born by gathering the aura of heaven and earth, it is a great tonic for it. Not only the ownerless wild Gu, but even the natal Gu of the Miao people can be eaten in a special way. The Qingling Gu cultivated by the witch exhausted all her efforts It was originally used to deal with ghost Gu, if you go to Lao Miao Cave to inherit the Gu seed today, the witch may hand over the green spirit Gu to you for self-defense, but the cat is its nemesis."

"It is invisible and invisible, and it can come and go freely. It is very likely that when the Gu species is attracted by your blood, it will suddenly attack and kill the Gu."

…

Why do you know so much.

Wu Rong didn't speak, but took a deep look at Bai Gu who blew up the truck.

After receiving his gaze, Bai Gu thought of something, and said solemnly: "I understand, leave this matter to me to solve."

Wu Rong:?

He just felt annoyed and couldn't open his mouth, and wanted Bai Gu to leave quickly. Simply because time is tight now, even Bai Gu, who has memories from his previous life, has to prepare a lot of things in advance. After saying goodbye and walking to the door, Bai Gu hesitated for a moment, then turned to Wu Rong and said:

"The witch knows that she doesn't have much time. She has exhausted all her efforts to cultivate the spirit Gu. Every time she uses it, her lifespan will be shortened. I'm afraid she won't have a few days to live."

"But Spirit Gu is different from other types of Gu. It can be passed down from generation to generation, and it is also called 'marriage Gu'. Witches are old and frail and cannot support Spirit Gu, but for young people, Spirit Gu can strengthen their physique in all aspects. No more With the oppression of the spirit Gu, the witch should be able to live for another year or a half."

Bai Gu left, Wu Rong sat back on the side of the bed, put his hand under his mouth, and coughed lightly.

A few tiny light spots fell down, shining like stars, and there were three in Wu Rong's palm, the light spots were smaller than rice grains, some were quite bright, and some were dimmed. It was because of them that Wu Rong kept silent just now.

The body of the ghost mosquito and the essence of the precious herbs that cultivated it were all absorbed by Wu Rong, but the poor souls that raised the ghost mosquito were intercepted by him. It's just that most of the three innocent people who were killed by the ten sons' solitary Gu have already been swallowed by the ghost Gu, and their souls have been scattered.

Wu Rong turned on the phone and found the first Taoist mantra of rebirth.

"The supreme pardon, surpass your lonely soul, escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and reincarnate as an adult"

…

After a rebirth mantra was played, the light spots slowly dissipated in the air. The window swayed, and Wu Rong saw the little green snake coming at some unknown time. It climbed on the window sill, looking at Wu Rong quietly, with peaceful and docile eyes, without the usual appetite.

Ling Gu has spirits, and it only feeds on souls infected with evil thoughts.

No matter what Bai Gu's intentions are, the two pieces of news he said are indeed very useful. and…

Wu Rong glanced at his bandage-wrapped arm. When the Ten Sons Witch Gu rushed into his body, his arm was scorching hot. After returning, Wu Rong realized that there was one missing blood pattern on his arm that had never changed.

Wu Rong had a premonition that maybe a solution to this big ghost could be found here.

Not long after the little green snake appeared, Zhai Lao knocked on Wu Rong's door.

"Evil seedlings will never die. Only Gu seeds can solve this crisis at this moment."

The fire pond was ignited in the middle of the village, and the monstrous flames rolled up in the night, and the golden red flames shone brightly, illuminating the serious and dignified faces.

It's not just the problem of Wu Rong being hit by the ten sons' larvae Gu, the witch is the previous owner of the Gu seed, and her time is approaching now, if something unexpected happens, causing a fault in the transmission of the Gu seed, the Gu seed may fall into a deep sleep forever. Now only Wu Rong is qualified to inherit the Gu seed, although he is a man, there is no other way now.

"Wu Rong, it's still too late to leave now."

In the firelight, the witch's expression was extremely serious, implying something: "You have other ways out, Gu may not be the best choice."

She was referring to the ghost in Wu Rong's left arm. In the beginning, Wu Rong went back to Miaojiang to try his luck because he didn't have the talent to be a heavenly master and couldn't raise ghosts. But now he can choose another path. Regardless of success or failure of inheriting the Gu seed, it is equivalent to making an enemy of the evil seedlings, and one has to take a very dangerous risk.

Wu Rong didn't speak, just nodded, the witch took a deep look at him, and hit the ground heavily with the crutch in her hand: "Open the sacrifice!"

The sacrificial ceremony originated from the Kuzang Festival of the Miao nationality a hundred years ago, and it is cumbersome and long to complete, and it is held only once every twelve years. Now that the situation is critical, and Ge Lang is leading people to surround the mountain, all rituals such as beating drums, fighting and dancing are ignored. Everyone in the village put on the most gorgeous and solemn national costumes, and the silver ornaments on Miao girl's head and body gleamed against the flames.

The fire pond is under the old maple tree in the middle of the village. It is clearly late at night, but butterflies dance around the maple tree in the dazzling firelight. Maple trees and butterflies have been the totems of the Miao people in southeast Guizhou for generations. The Miao people will hold a coming-of-age ceremony under the maple tree, the ancestor of life, and get a gift from the butterfly mother.

Before the sacrifice began, Zhai Lao solemnly took a drop of Wu Rong's blood and dripped it under the old maple tree. While everyone held their breath, a very beautiful morpho butterfly flew out from under the maple tree and landed on Wu Rong's shoulder. Its wings are large and magnificent, and it is a beautiful metallic blue in the firelight. The butterfly landed on Wu Rong's shoulder and disappeared, just like a dream, and the people gathered by the fire pond all stamped their feet and cheered when they saw this scene.

This meant that Wu Rong was recognized by Maple Tree and Butterfly, and was eligible to participate in the sacrifice.

"The sacrifice begins!"

The witch was too weak, so the elder Zhai performed the ceremony on her behalf. Three Miao people playing bamboo sheng led the way, followed by twelve young people carrying six bamboo cages, each containing a three-month-old pig that had just been born this year. They walked around the firepit three times. Bai Gu was dressed as a wizard, with strange totems painted on his face, holding wooden spikes and muttering words, piercing the pig's heart one by one.

The straw that had been prepared long ago was piled up and lit, and the pigs killed by bloodletting were put on the fire, and the smoke rose, but condensed on the fire pit, forming a strange landscape. A melodious and melodious singing sounded in the smoke, and a group of Miao girls came up, led by Ai Qiao, who sprinkled a small white flower on the ground as they walked.

Stepping on the petals, the Miao girls sang the ancient songs of the Miao nationality and walked around a statue of a woman. The statue is carved from the white stone in the mountains. The woman's face is lifelike, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a smile on her face, which is extremely beautiful. When the statue appeared, everyone stood up and saluted solemnly, their expressions full of respect.

As for Wu Rong, the more he looked at it, the more he felt the statue looked familiar. He didn't recognize it until they carefully placed the statue by the firepit, with the statue's side facing Wu Rong.

The profile of this statue actually looks like his own mother!

The ancient songs of the Miao people are still being sung. In the past, the Miao people had no written language, and their history and legends were passed on orally through singing. Now they sing the stories of the statues.

The woman in the statue is named Wu Rong, the daughter of the witch family, who would inherit the Gu seed and enjoy the honor all her life. But when a terrible disaster struck, Wu Rong stepped forward resolutely, followed Grandmaster Fu and seven other strong men from all over the world to the central tiankeng, and finally sacrificed himself to seal the tiankeng and win a respite for mankind .

She is a hero of the Miao people and a hero of the world.

Pure white petals fell on the statue. The witch and the statue were at opposite corners of the fire pit. They were obviously twin sisters. One died when she was young, but the other had gray hair and would not be at peace when she was old. The ancient song has been sung three times, the night is getting darker, the shadow of the moon is slanting, and it is almost three o'clock in the morning. On the edge of the firepit stood two thick wooden stakes one person high, tied into an X shape, and fixed deeply on the ground.

Headed by Zhai Lao, the seven most respected old people in the village and their children and grandchildren carried an old cow and fixed its head on a wooden stake frame.

Zhai Lao sang the song of sweeping the cow, took the ax handed by his son and slammed it on the cow's head. The old cow died immediately, and hot blood gushed out and splashed on the statue. Due to the height, the statue itself is still pure and white, but the skirt is completely stained red with blood. But it didn't feel weird or scary at all, and the strong contrast made her more awe-inspiring and holy.

The moment the statue was stained with blood, Wu Rong's left eye suddenly ached. There seemed to be a fire burning in the eyeball. The blood of the cow flowed on the ground, as if guided by some mysterious force, and circled around the fire pit. The flame suddenly burned higher and more vigorously, golden and red sparks danced, and the fire was scorching, like a phoenix flower blooming to the extreme.

"It's now!"

The Zhai boss shouted: "Wu Rong, rush into the fire pit!"

Rushing into a blazing firepit, isn't that courting death?

But not only Zhai Lao urged, even Wu Rong felt that there was something in the fire pond that was extremely attractive to him. As if something that belonged to him was lost inside, flesh and blood connected.

Closing her eyes, Wu Rong stopped hesitating, crossed her arms in front of her face and rushed into the fire pit.

The author has something to say: Thirty small red envelopes will be sent out randomly today, okay!

Wu Rong: His cat is so pretty.

Bai Gu: I understand :)

The great benevolent Grann who delivers food and cats:? ? ?