Zongmen Bai Yueguang she quit

Chapter 80 The Cemetery
Although this ghost girl was sent to him by others, her strength should not be underestimated. If she can be cultivated, her talent will be greatly improved...

He had a hunch that it might be the same person who set the fire before, don't let him know who it is! ! !

Not long after Dongfang Muyao walked down the mountain, the woman in black who had met before appeared in front of them again holding an umbrella. When Lin Qingli saw this woman in black, the alarm bell went off instantly, and she shuddered so frightened that she fell ill Hao Rongmo shrank back.

The woman in black gave her a look that looked like a smile but not a smile as a threat. Lin Qingli had seen her skills, and she firmly believed that no one present could beat the woman in front of her.

The woman held an umbrella and looked at them: "It seems that the young heroes have found someone, I still underestimated you before."

Mu Yao took a step forward and asked, "I don't know who the girl is? Could you tell me about their backgrounds?"

The woman glanced at all of them casually, her light eyes didn't take them seriously: "Don't worry, you will know soon, I came here today to congratulate you all, and I have one more thing to remind you."

The woman lowered her voice like a ghost: "Those two ghosts are unbelievable."

Mu Yao frowned: "Dare to ask if they have done any heinous things before?"

The woman chuckled, "Describing them as extremely sinful is considered forgiveness." She continued: "So I advise you, it's better to kill them both now. They are just two ghosts, take their souls to the Heaven and Earth Dao League Asking for credit can also give you some benefits, why not do it? How can the young man not understand even this little thing."

From the moment she knew that the female ghost was trapped in the ancient tomb, Mu Yao vaguely guessed that their identities were unusual, and the woman in front of her must know the reason, but why did she keep her secret and refused to tell herself?
The woman is like a fun person, as if she can benefit from whatever decision the Oriental Bewitching makes.

"Thank you senior for letting us know, but we released them after all, we have to think carefully before deciding to stay." Mu Yao said.

"You are prudent, I am very optimistic about you." The woman gave her a look of approval, "However, it is not a good thing to be too cautious. If you want to take care of the overall situation, you will inevitably have to sacrifice."

The woman glanced at Shen Wuchuan, and frowned. She didn't know why she always felt a little familiar when she saw Shen Wuchuan's face, as if she had seen it before.

But she can't remember, she has been dead for too long, and many people she met before have forgotten.

"When I saw this young man earlier, I felt a little familiar. What's your name?" The woman changed the subject and asked bluntly.

Shen Wuchuan's gaze was icy cold at first, but soon he became embarrassed, and his pitiful gaze for help turned to Mu Yao, as if he was very frightened.

"He's my junior brother. If you have something to say, you may as well speak up." Mu Yao blocked the woman's gaze.

The woman also sensed that something was wrong with her, she coughed lightly and looked away: "That's abrupt, yes, how could it be him... Young heroes, see you by fate."

She had been dead for so many years, and Shen Wuchuan looked only in her teens, unless "he" was personally disguising, otherwise she couldn't see it.

Hehe, what a joke, the demon world is so busy, how could that tyrant have time to spend time here.

The woman walked down the mountain slowly, Shen Wuchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and complained: "Her eyes are so scary, and she is so gloomy and hostile."

Mu Yao held his hand tightly, as if to comfort him.

Rong Mo was seriously injured this time, and he needs to go back to rest as soon as possible. The meeting of the wind and cloud is imminent, and he doesn't know if it will affect him.

But right now, Dongfang Muyou still has a more important thing to do, and that is to find out what happened to Dongfang Zhongqing's tomb.

Back at Yuyin Villa, Yu'er was still groggy and wanted to sleep, Mu Yao interrogated her before leaving: "Why did you go to Wenshi Villa?"

Without thinking, she said, "I saw that sister inside, and wanted to play with her."

"Who locked you up, did you see anyone else in the cave?"

The little girl thought: "It's an uncle, I don't know him."

Mu Yao couldn't find anything to ask, and frowned slightly: "From now on, let her stay by your side in peace, and don't run around anymore. The backgrounds of the two of you are a mystery, and many people covet her ghostly aura. This is Zhongzhou. It's easy to make trouble, and next time something like this happens, I'll just stand by and watch."

The male ghost also knew that Mu Yao was under a lot of pressure because of the two of them, so he immediately nodded in response: "Thank you, girl, I won't trouble you anymore."

"Let her have a good rest." Mu Yao sighed and began to think about what to do next.

Looking at the spirit stone on the table, Mu Yao's expression became more and more solemn. Although Dongfang Zhongqing faked his death, it is not difficult to see from these funerary objects that Su Qionghua cared about him very much, and almost brought all the best magic weapons in his family to him.

Although everyone knew that it was meaningless, Su Qionghua was so biased that even if he comforted a dead person, he would not give it to him, a living person.

The end result of the rich funeral objects is to make others salivate. It would be better to let Dongfang Zhongqing go away quietly. Now that the graves have been dug up, why bother.

This matter is related to the reputation of Yuyin Villa, so she decided to go alone.

The mausoleum of Dongfang Zhongqing was built on a secluded fairy mountain under the name of the Dongfang family. The fairy mountain is shrouded in mist and lush green all the year round, and disciples have been sent to guard it.

The ancestors of Yuyin Villa are buried here, usually with a special memorial tablet, behind which is the cemetery and statues.

"Patriarch, Patriarch." The disciple respectfully said to her.

Mu Yao said lightly: "Did you find anything abnormal in recent days?"

"Patriarch, there is nothing unusual."

They must have not noticed any abnormality, otherwise no one would have reported it.

"I want to go in to mourn my father, and you must guard against death."

"Yes."

Dongfang Muyao lifted up her skirt and walked in slowly.

Walking through a piece of wet grass, there are many ancestral halls in sight.

Although there are heavy guards outside, it is not convenient for anyone to watch, so few people come in.

She walked straight to the cemetery she loved in the east. In front of the white lime cap stood a statue more than two meters high, towering and shining in the sun.

I saw Dongfang Zhongqing in portraits before, but seeing his statue with my own eyes today is quite shocking.

Although the statue depicts his face in an ordinary way, judging from the fluttering temperament of his clothes and the ready-to-go sword movement, he is full of youthful spirit.

(End of this chapter)