After the five-year-old milk bag came down the mountain, everyone was vying to dote on her

Mu Cong felt sad for a while, then suppressed his emotions.

The little dumpling is so soft that it is still digesting what the old Taoist said.

After all, he is just a five-year-old child.

Although he is smart, he still doesn't understand the twists and turns between adults. Many words need to be understood after hard work.

When Mu Cong doesn't make mistakes, his IQ is still online.

He keenly captured that when the bad old man explained things, he used the same words as us.

This wording is really intriguing.

In other words, it is not only the dead old man who wants to assassinate their family, but there is most likely a gang behind him.

"What did you mean by us just now? Who else wants to harm our family besides you?"

"We don't want to harm your family, what we want to do is to bring order to the chaos! The world is full of filth, and only the coming of God can save the world! Long live the Holy Religion! The Holy Religion will last forever!"

This bad old man didn’t know what was going on, but under the influence of the spring water in the Hall of Ecstasy, he was still able to answer questions that he asked incorrectly.

But it can be regarded as revealing a little information.

holy religion

It sounds like a real gang.

Mu Cong touched his chin and thought carefully.

Just as he was in a trance, the old Taoist priest, who was tightly hooked by the iron chain, suddenly began to twitch all over and bleed from his seven orifices.

Black smoke billowed from his body.

Hei Wuchang's expression was stern, and the chain in his hand kept trembling, making a jingling sound.

He tugged hard on the seduction chain and pulled it toward him, pressing his thin lips tightly, but he couldn't move it.

After a while, the thick smoke from the old Taoist priest's body dissipated, and he fell to the ground with lifeless eyes.

Plop.

No more sound.

"Gone?"

Bai Wuchang also frowned and his voice was calm.

"Well, it didn't come out. The soul has already dispersed."

Hei Wuchang's face didn't look good.

For old Taoist priests, it is impossible for them to make a living.

The old Taoist priest had just cut off all his vitality in an instant. After realizing something was wrong, he wanted to draw out the old Taoist priest's soul and suppress the judge.

But no matter how hard he pulled, the old Taoist priest's soul was tightly locked in his body, and he actually dissipated into his body.

If the soul does not have three dimensions, it will be scattered.

The techniques are very evil.

"Two adults, I would like to ask, do you know what the Holy Religion is?"

Mu Cong didn't want to care about the life and death of the old Taoist priest.

As for the old Taoist priest's soul being scattered, that is a matter that should be taken care of by the underworld. As a living person, he has to take care of the affairs of the underworld.

Now that he knew that the Holy Cult wanted to murder his family and Niannian, he definitely wanted to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.

Black and White Impermanence should be a very powerful ghost, and he has been around for so long, so he should know something about it, right?

After hearing his question, Black and White looked at each other, and then looked at Xiaotuanzi who was still standing on the ground in a daze, looking a little unhappy.

"Don't inquire about the Holy Cult. Just protect your own life. You also heard what the man said just now. If you die, it will have a great impact on Ruanruan."

Hei Wuchang offers advice.

It sounds like he knows the holy religion.

But no matter how much Mu Cong asked, he couldn't get an answer.

He even got a cold look from Black and White.

Mu Cong shut up knowingly.

I secretly cursed in my heart.

Money can make the world go round! Tomorrow he will spend money to find someone to inquire about the holy religion.

I don’t believe it. Nowadays, technology is so developed and the Internet is so advanced. How many detectives, hackers, and hackers can’t even find out a few words about this?

An accident like this happened to the old Taoist priest, and the black and white holiday was gone.

The Ghost Festival is coming soon, and they still have to collect ghosts and maintain order at the gate of hell. No matter how reluctant you are to say goodbye, you can only say goodbye to Ruanruan.

Mu Cong picked up the dumb little dumpling and patted her back. His voice softened unconsciously: "What else are you thinking about? Black and white are gone, shouldn't we go home?"

Ruanruan was lost in thought, and she came back to her senses after being slapped like this.

But after regaining consciousness, Xiaotuanzi became tearful.

His little mouth tightened, and he burst into tears.

Mu Cong was very flustered when Ruanruan cried like this.

He hurriedly comforted him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Did the second brother hurt from the pat just now? Oh, ancestor, I'm really sorry, don't cry. Just tell the second brother what you want when you go back, and the second brother will buy it for you..."

Mu Cong started to speak a little incoherently.

When I used to coax Guo Yaya, I could do it with just a few words.

The one thing that never changes is buying things.

Simply spend money to eliminate disasters.

But Xiaotuanzi couldn't be coaxed with money or things. She cried so hard that her face turned red from crying.

Mu Cong really thought it was his fault for the slap.

I wish I could chop off these paws.

Hey, the relationship between brother and sister that has not yet been repaired is getting worse like this?

But he didn't use any strength.

Ruanruan cried for a while, then she saw her second brother with hazy eyes, and her expression seemed like she was about to cry.

He hiccupped and quickly explained: "Hiccup, I don't blame the second brother, it's all Ruanruan's fault. It's because of Ruanruan that the second brother was cursed and that dad was entangled by the unlucky man, wuwuwu Woo~"

Mu Cong's head suddenly got stuck.

After going around in a circle, I remembered what the old Taoist priest said at the beginning.

He wanted to snatch Ruanruan's luck, but he had no choice but to have something to protect Ruanruan, so he picked on relatives like them to harm Ruanruan.

so.

Has his sister just reacted?

Isn't this reflex arc a bit too long?

wrong……

The point is, my sister is crying so hard now!

"Don't cry. This is not your fault. I won't blame you. Dad certainly won't blame you. It's a good thing that you have a treasure. If bad people want to snatch it away, it's because they have bad intentions."

"Besides, we are a family. No matter what happens, the whole family must bear it together. Even if there is danger, dad and I should be the first to take the lead. No matter what, it won't be your turn to bear the responsibility alone. Good boy." it's not your fault."

The soft mood gradually calmed down under Mu Cong's words of comfort.

When she was tired of crying, she lay on Mu Cong's shoulder with her mouth flat.

She had never liked her second brother very much before.

But after digesting what the old Taoist priest said, she felt guilty no matter what she thought.

It turned out that I had unknowingly brought so much misfortune to my second brother and my father.

Because they were killed, they inexplicably shared the harm that she should have borne.

She still hates him.

Woohoo!

Ruanruan is no longer a good boy!

Ruanruan actually repaid kindness with hatred!

Xiaotuanzi despised himself in his heart and started to shed tears again.

Mu Cong scratched his head irritably.

I regretted asking Xiao Tuanzi to ask questions.

If he had known earlier, he would have let Ruanruan go play by himself for a while while he interrogated that smelly Taoist priest alone!

Mu Cong also knew that Ruanruan was not good for his senses, so he thought it might be useless for him to coax her, so he might as well ask his father for help.

He quickly persuaded: "Sister, I feel like it's a little cold around me, why don't we go home first?"

Xiaotuanzi nodded listlessly.

She is too lazy to go through the procedures now.

After passing the Chenghuang Temple, he waved his hand and opened a passage back to the countryside.

This passage leads directly to the living room on the first floor of the villa.

Mu Cong got in in the direction of the light, and returned home in the blink of an eye, feeling miraculous in his heart.

But the little boy was still crying in his arms, and he didn't care to think so much. He quickly carried the little dumpling upstairs and knocked frantically on his father's door.

"Dad! Dad! Open the door! I know you are at home! Don't make any noise in there! Open the door quickly!"