The forced marriage failed, but the poor boy turned around to exorcise demons and save people

Chapter 55 Zhongyuan Sacrifice
"Tomorrow on the Ghost Festival, let's go to worship our parents." Before going to bed at night, Song Zhiqing brought up the matter of sacrifice.

When Song Zhiqing talked about offering sacrifices to his parents, he was talking about Qiao Mu's parents.

Qiao Mu felt the increasingly intense Yin Qi and nodded. It turned out that the Ghost Festival that they had been talking about for the past two days was the Ghost Festival. No wonder the Yin Qi had become so strong recently.

Of course, these yin spirits were afraid of her and stayed away from her.The matter of Qian Xiuer was settled that day, and Lord Zhong Kui agreed to her two requests. The first was that Qian Xiuer meet her son, and the second was that her own powers could not be limited.

But Master Zhong Kui also said that the second requirement is that the people cannot be harmed.

Qiao Mu told him that she would never hurt innocent people. As for those who were not innocent, she could guarantee their lives. As for others, she could not guarantee them.

In the end, Lord Zhong Kui reluctantly agreed.

In this way, Qian Xiuer's wish came true. She donated all her energy to herself, and her powers were directly upgraded to level two.

So now she is more sensitive to various energies.

After a few days of recovery, Song Zhiqing's body slowly recovered, and with him around, the Yin Qi did not dare to get close. Qiao Mu agreed to Song Zhiqing's proposal.

After turning off the lights, Song Zhiqing turned his head slightly. Qiao Mu hadn't slept yet. After a moment of adaptation, he saw Qiao Mu's bright black eyes.

"Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow." Song Zhiqing's voice was particularly deep and gentle in this night.

Qiao Mu couldn't help but look at Song Zhiqing. He was looking at her. She couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes, but she felt her heart was getting hot for no reason.

"Can't sleep?"

Qiao Mu nodded and shook her head. It wasn't that she couldn't sleep, but she didn't want to close her eyes under Song Zhiqing's gaze.

Song Zhiqing chuckled: "Are you unable to sleep or do you not want to sleep?"

"Okay, whether you want to sleep or not, you're going to sleep."

After Song Zhiqing finished speaking, Qiao Mu felt her eyes darken, and a warm hand gently covered her eyes. Her breathing was slightly stagnant, and all her senses were amplified in the darkness. She seemed to hear Song Zhiqing's breathing, bringing A trace of burning heat sprayed on the tip of her nose.

She also felt Song Zhiqing's eyes on her face.

She couldn't help but want to confirm whether this was the case, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Song Zhiqing whispered: "Go to sleep, I'm sleeping too."

Qiao Mu listened to Song Zhiqing's breathing and slowly calmed down. She seemed to have forgotten that one of his hands was still on her eyes. Qiao Mu thought to herself that Song Zhiqing was asleep.

Unknowingly, she closed her eyes, and her eyelashes were like a brush slowly sweeping across the palm of her hand, with a hint of itch reaching the bottom of her heart.

He curled his fingers slightly and closed his eyes listening to her breathing.

……

The next day, July [-]th, it was a rare good day. When Qiao Mu woke up, Song Zhiqing had prepared incense and candles for worship at the grave, and Song Keqing had also prepared a meal.

Qiao Mu looked at it for a moment and felt that he was the only one in the family who had done nothing.

She thought for a while: "I'm going hunting in the afternoon." All the prey from the past few days were used to replenish Song Zhiqing's body, and he had to continue making money.

"Tomorrow," Song Zhiqing helped Qiao Mu fill a bowl of porridge: "I'll be with you tomorrow. Mom's herbs are also lacking, so I'll go pick some."

"That's okay." Qiao Mu agreed, and the two of them packed up and went out.

"Where are my parents' graves?"

"Mid-level mountain over there." Qiao Mu pointed.The original owner would go to that place to stay for a while every year during festivals or when he was wronged.

Song Zhiqing knew that place and he often went there to collect medicine. The two of them walked up the mountain together.

"Qiao Mu!"

As soon as they reached the middle of the mountain, they heard someone calling Qiao Mu. They followed the sound and found out it was Tang Matchmaker.

The two said hello. After the zombie incident, Matchmaker Tang seemed to have aged a lot, with more and more gray hair. "Mother Tang also goes to visit the grave?" Song Zhiqing saw that Tang Matchmaker's arm was hung with incense and candles for visiting the grave.

Matchmaker Tang nodded: "You too?"

"Your father isn't here?" The next moment Tang Matchmaker asked, she personally selected the location of Song Zhiqing's father's grave. , and then it became clear: "Oh...it turns out that I went to visit the Qiao family's grave.

After chatting for a while, Matchmaker Tang looked at Qiao Mu and suddenly said: "What I said last time about giving you a book was not empty talk."

She recently learned from Song Zhiqing that without the inheritance of these metaphysics from masters and apprentices, it would be difficult to obtain real books, let alone learn the essence.

So these cannot be obtained easily.

"Thank you. Can I come over and take a look when I have time? I'll pay." She was quite interested in this.

"Yes, you can come at any time. I have been here recently." Tang Matchmaker thought for a while and continued: "I will not accept you as an apprentice, nor will I charge you a reward. You just need to learn this well."

This is her biggest wish, to pass this thing on.

"Thank you!" Qiao Mu knew what Tang Matchmaker meant. She currently has no children and no other relatives. She is really a lonely old man.

After what happened to Zhang Ran, she no longer had the idea of ​​accepting a disciple. Besides, Qiao Mu was very talented in metaphysics, so it would be a good place to give her books to Qiao Mu.

After Qiao Mu agreed, the two agreed on a time and separated from Tang Matchmaker. Tang Matchmaker's footsteps were fast and she soon disappeared.

Qiao Mu thought for a while and explained the matter clearly to Song Zhiqing.

After all, Song Zhiqing said before that he had something to discuss, and he usually told her many things, so she was slowly imitating Song Zhiqing's response.

Song Zhiqing was stunned for a moment when he heard Qiao Mu say this. Apparently he didn't expect that Qiao Mu would tell him all the causes and consequences.

This is the feeling of being trusted, and the corners of Song Zhiqing's lips curled up: "Since Matchmaker Tang said it, go and have a look when you have time.

"Yes." Qiao Mu responded, looking up and looking ahead: "We're here."

Song Zhiqing looked around and saw that the mountains and fields were covered with weeds, and the graves among them had been there for many years.

The two simply pulled out the wildly growing grass around them, then added some incense and oil and wax.

Suddenly, the movements in Qiao Mu's hands stopped, and she looked towards the shade of a tree not far away.

They were the parents of the original owner. They looked at Qiao Mu with smiles.

Song Zhiqing followed Qiao Mu's gaze and continued to burn incense when he saw nothing.

Qiao Mu then saw that the smoke coming out of the incense candle slowly entered the two ghosts with a trace of light.

It turns out that these things have energy, but they are small and have less energy.

After the sacrifice, Qiao Mu and Song Zhiqing were ready to return.

As soon as we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we saw Taoist Master Zizhen.

He was also a little surprised when he saw Qiao Mu and the two of them. The compass in his hands was still turning at this moment. When he saw what Qiao Mu and the two brought, he knew what they were going to do.

"Have you seen that snake again?" Zizhen couldn't help but ask.

"I didn't see it. He went out that day and hasn't come back yet."

Zi was really disappointed for a moment.

"Looks like another trip was in vain."

(End of this chapter)