The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 505 The gods of the Mu family, the dragon gave birth to nine sons
In the ancient ancestral hall, a strong hostility rose to the sky.

Everyone gathered at the window to look out.

"...The gods of our family finally woke up." Mu Shiyu sighed deeply, as if feeling tired.

Old man Mu ignored Mu Shiyu, pushed away everyone around him, and went downstairs quickly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man led others to follow him hastily.

In the conference hall, everyone looked at each other, and no one knew what happened.

Mu Shiyu pushed open the window suddenly, and jumped down from the third floor.

Ru Xiaonan was startled, and exclaimed "Ah".

Mu Shiyu's figure disappeared in front of everyone.

"What kind of light was that just now?"

"It seems to be sent from the ancient ancestral hall..."

"Is it really the god who protects our family?"

People were discussing, and they all went downstairs in a hurry, rushing to the ancient ancestral hall.

In a blink of an eye, only Qing Moyan and the others were left in the conference hall.

Ru Xiaonan raised her face and looked at Qing Moyan, "Aren't we going?"

Qing Moyan leaned over and hugged her horizontally, the corners of her lips curled slightly, "Let's watch the excitement upstairs first." He carried Ru Xiaonan to the window.

Xuan Ji and others who followed behind him moved two chairs and placed them side by side in front of the French windows.

Qing Moyan didn't put Ru Xiaonan back on the chair, but hugged her and sat down, letting her sit on her lap.

"Can you see it clearly from this angle?" He asked lightly.

Ru Xiaonan looked at the chaotic crowd downstairs, messing about on his lap.

Is this look really good?Going to someone's house to watch the excitement, it's still so aboveboard.

Qing Moyan caressed the back of her head slowly, and she always felt that he was stroking her back and forth like this, as if he was smoothing her hair.

She tried to avoid his hand several times, but she sat on his lap, and failed to hide her head a few times, so she could only sit resignedly and let him enjoy it.

Patriarch Mu's face was sullen, and he quickly came to the ancient temple.

"What happened to the light just now?" He asked the family members guarding in front of the ancient temple.

"We don't know...the light seems to come from inside."

"How are the people inside?" There are three members of the offshoot of the family in the ancient temple, and they are still performing worship ceremonies inside.

"do not know……"

Without getting a clear answer, old man Mu's face became even worse, and he led people to the entrance of the ancient temple in a hurry.

Suddenly a strong air gushed out from the ancient temple and blew the gate open.

Everyone couldn't open their eyes due to the strong wind, so they could only raise their arms to cover their own eyes.

"Here we come." Qing Moyan and the others were not hit by the strong wind through the glass window.

Ru Xiaonan saw a golden cyclone sweeping out from the ancestral hall, with a fierce killing intent.

Did you really summon a god?
Subconsciously, she shuddered.

"Are you afraid?" Qing Moyan hissed in her ear, and the heat made her itch.

Ru Xiaonan shrank her neck, "That's a god."

Qing Moyan sneered, "So what about the gods, the dragon has nine sons, I want to see who it is."

Ru Xiaonan opened her big eyes and looked up at him blankly.

Qing Moyan pulled her chin to force her to turn her head out of the window.

But her head turned around again, still staring at his face.

Qing Moyan couldn't help raising her eyebrows, "What are you looking at?"

Ru Xiaonan blinked her eyes, "Qing Moyan, I suddenly think you are so handsome."

Xuan Ji and the others standing behind couldn't help laughing.

The corners of Qing Moyan's tightly pursed lips swayed in a beautiful arc.

At this moment, the cyclone in the ancient temple stopped, and Mu Shiyu passed through the crowd, went straight up the steps, and came to the entrance of the ancient temple.

He holds a piece of talisman paper in each hand, clamped between his fingertips.

Ru Xiaonan noticed the change in the light of the spell, "He is casting a spell, and wants to take over the Yin soldiers."

Qing Moyan put her arms around her, so that she could watch the changes downstairs in her spare time.

"Aren't you going to stop him?" Ru Xiaonan asked anxiously.

Qing Moyan shook her head lightly, "Do you think Mu Shiyu will succeed?"

Ru Xiaonan shook her head along with him without hesitation.

"Why?"

"Gods must not be profaned."

It's not that there are no onmyoji who can do this by accepting the gods as Yin soldiers, but there are too few.

"Mu Shiyu, what are you doing, step back!" Old Mu shouted sharply.

However, Mu Shiyu ignored anyone, and more than 20 bodyguards in suits poured out from the crowd to protect Mu Shiyu behind him.

"You...you can't let go if you want to betray your family!" Mu Laogao shouted.

Those people were expressionless, no matter what Elder Mu ordered, they just refused to back away.

A black shadow walked out from the gate of the ancestral hall, and as the shadow continued to move forward, there was a sound of gasping in the crowd.

The huge dragon head appeared in people's sight.

"It's really the green dragon among the four spirit beasts!"

"The holy beast that guards our family..."

Even if people have worshiped for thousands of years, how many people can see this scene with their own eyes?

A smile appeared on Mu Shiyu's face, and the incantation was unfolded in his hand, wrapping around the holy beast opposite.

The holy beast stepped out step by step with its paws.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, even the Mu family patriarch temporarily forgot everything, staring blankly at the "god" who walked out of the ancestral hall.

As the body of the holy beast walked out of the darkness, the crowd let out short exclamations.

Mu Shiyu was still maintaining his mantra, but there was also a look of surprise on his face.

Qinglong walked out of the ancient temple completely, but under the light, its body became a new focus.

"Its body...why does it look like a jackal?" Ru Xiaonan blurted out.

It obviously has a dragon head, but it has a body of a jackal, not to mention how weird it looks.

Qing Moyan let out a sneer of "chi".

"Qinglong? This is the guardian deity of the Mu family, so it is."

"Do you know what it is?" Ru Xiaonan asked in surprise.

"Don't you also know?" Qing Moyan reached out and stroked her hair, "I have read the books left by your grandfather, so I know something."

They asked and answered, and Xuan Ji and the others standing behind were all confused.

"Ma'am, what is this? Is it really a dragon?" Someone asked.

"It's a dragon, but it's not a dragon either."

Everyone was even more confused.

"To be precise, it is the second of the nine sons born to the dragon, Yazi. The dragon has the body of a jackal and the head of a jackal, and his character is fierce, bloodthirsty and aggressive. Although it is enough to suppress all evil, even if it is to repay favors, there must be killing."

Mu Shiyu's mantra spread and filled the entire ancestral hall.

On the ground and in the air, the brilliance composed of mantras is shining everywhere.

The cyan symbols are mixed with complex patterns, twisting in the air, like a group of ghosts dancing.

The mantra shrouded Yazi's body.

Yazi raised his foot again and walked towards Mu Shiyu. Following his footsteps, bloodstains were left on the ground paved with blue bricks.

"That's... blood..."

I don't know who said something in a low voice.

What's going on, where did the blood come from?

Mu Shiyu waved out the paper talisman, and the talisman stuck to Yazi's body and turned into a cold flame.

Mu Shiyu eagerly stretched his hands into the air, and laughed loudly, "Here are the three best sacrifices of our clan, to protect the green dragon of our clan, tame it!"

Through the glass window, Qing Moyan showed a sarcastic smile: "Ignorant idiot."

(End of this chapter)