Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"Hold it and play, you can absorb the aura in it at any time." Tucked a small piece of spar to Qing Huang, Guan Heng asked: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Thank you for your help, I admire the powerful bow and arrow technique." After listening to the heartfelt compliment of this middle-aged man, Guan Heng smiled and said: "Brother Zhu Wang?"

"Well?" Zhu Wang, a middle-aged man, couldn't help but yell: "How do you know my name?"

"That's it." Qing Huang rushed and said, "My brother wants to ask you to make a snare drum ..." Then, Guan Heng, Qing Huang, and the man Zhu Wang described their purpose while walking to his residence, etc. At the hut where Zhu Wang lived, they all made it clear.

"Oh, this is the case." Zhu Wang nodded: "Okay, although I haven't done drums for a few years, but the craft hasn't been put aside, if the little brother doesn't dislike it, help you."

Having said that, he reached out and knocked on the door of the hut: "Xiao Qian, open the door, and Dad is back."

"Yes, is it Dad? Here ..." The answer from the other side was as mosquito-sounding as the mosquitoes, and then, when they closed the door, they heard the clatter of chain dragging, and the door opened.

Upon seeing the child named "Xiao Qian", Guan Heng and Qing Huang were startled at the same time, because the appearance of the other side was too miserable, which made them both upset.

Xiao Qian also seems to be eleven or twelve years old, about the same size as the current Qing Huang, but he is much thinner, almost skinny and skinny, like a living monkey. Although he is wearing clothes, he can be weak The skeleton cannot hold up at all.

Most importantly, the child's feet were fastened with a thick brass chain, and one end was firmly fixed to the hundred pounds of rock at the end of the house.

Zhu Wang whispered at this time: "This is my son Xiaoqian, don't be surprised, I also tied him up because of my last distress." Having said that, he had removed the pocket on his back, from Take out a whole piece of Poria and pass it: "Child, eat."

The Xiaoqian saw the object, and immediately swept away the cowardly look. He grabbed it and chewed it. Regardless of the floating mud on it, he looked hungry and crazy, and saw Guan Heng and Qing Huang frown secretly. .

Watching his son eat a large piece of Poria from three to five and two, Zhu Wang took out the herbs such as Polygonum multiflorum, Ganoderma lucidum and Huangjing, and passed them one by one. Then Xiao Qian ate the faster, the more violent, suddenly In the meantime, Zhu Wang reached out and emptied. It turned out that there was nothing in the bag.

"Sorry, this is the only thing today, Dad will go tomorrow ..." Without waiting for Zhu Wang to finish this sentence, the skinny Xiao Qian suddenly screamed: "Uh ah ah-I want to eat, I still want to eat ! "

"Xiao Qian, you bear it first." Zhu Wang, a seven-foot-tall man, suddenly cried with tears in his son's voice, "It's useless for father, it's useless for father."

"Uh uh uh!" The skinny child screamed and went mad, and even opened his mouth and bit his teeth on Zhu Wang's shoulder, tearing it fiercely.

"Yeah!" Seeing this situation, Qing Huanghua was embarrassed and Guan Heng was about to pass by. Zhu Wang hurriedly shouted in pain: "Little brother, don't come over, this child will become like this, all caused by me. You let him bite. Just two bites, he will naturally stop. "

During the conversation, Xiaoqian bit off two large pieces of skin on Zhu Wang's shoulder, and swallowed the belly with three chews and two chews. Qing Huang hurriedly closed his eyes and turned his head, not wanting to look any further.

Blood, claws kept falling to the ground, Zhu Wang was almost fainting at the moment, but Xiao Qian didn't seem to want to stop, and the next moment, the child suddenly opened his mouth and bit his throat and throat. Now, because he won't stop, Zhu Wang is dead.

"Hoo——" 霎 Time moved to the father and son, Guan Heng gently waved his hands on Xiao Qian's forehead, and the other party turned his eyes to pale and passed out. Guan Heng put his other hand on Zhu Wang's shoulder, palm of his hand. The Liangsheng cream helped him stop the blood immediately.

"Thanks a lot, thank you little brother." Zhu Wang gritted his teeth and said these words, finally plunged and fell to sit on the ground.

Qing Huang helped the unconscious Xiao Qian at this moment, and put him on the bed, then asked: "Uncle, what is going on?"

Zhu Wang answered pantingly: "Well, this starts when I live in Yangcheng ..."

It turned out that Zhu Wang was a famous drummaker in Yangcheng, living with his wife and son to the west of Yangcheng. Although the family was not rich, they lived comfortably and lived happily.

One day five years ago, a guest who came all the way from the ancient country of Tao Tang, asked Zhu Wang to make fifty "beast-faced drums", saying that it was very important to bring them back as ceremonial supplies.

Zhu Wang is a man who works hard and pays attention to excellence. The guests came here and took out thousands of gold shells as a reward. But it was the sum of Zhu Wang ’s hard work for more than ten years, so he started to make animal noodles even harder. drum.

However, the appearance and structure of the drum provided by the guest were extremely complicated. Even if Zhu Wang rushed to work day and night, it would take him more than a month to complete it. In the last few days, there was a major event at his house.

Zhu Wang ’s wife lived in the suburbs. In order not to disturb her husband for work, she took her child back to her family. Who knows that the remote deserted village happened to have been invaded by a large number of evil spirits, and more than 100 villagers were spared all the devils? The wife hid the child in a wooden cabinet and blocked herself with her body to protect ...

When Zhu Wang heard the news rushed to his wife's family village, Zhu's wife had been eaten by the evil spirits, leaving only the first half of his body, but Xiao Qian who was hidden in the wooden cabinet was safe and sound.

Furious and painful, Zhu Wang fell into madness and despair. He tied Xiao Qian with a rope on his back, and hunted down ghosts with a soldier blade. He wanted to avenge and revenge the tragic wife. Two years.

Because he only wanted to hunt and kill ghosts, Zhu Wang took little care of his son. He didn't notice that the more he slaughtered more ghosts, the more Qian Qian became thinner and thinner. Bone down.

At this time, Zhu Wang didn't feel right. It happened that Gao Fu, the patriarch of the Wushan tribe passing by, passed the Zhuofeng Gorge where their father and son temporarily lived. When he saw Xiao Qian, Gao Fu sighed again and again. "Devilization."

Generally, young children should not touch too many ghosts. The children have weak and pure reiki, and they will automatically ingest ghosts into themselves. Over time, not only will they become weaker and weaker, but they will also change with age. It was violently bloodthirsty.

Regarding this ghost disease, Gao Fu's opinion is to directly use external force to refinish the ghost spirit in the child and restore his vitality, but this move is dangerous.

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