one of my alchemist friends

Chapter 11

, the posture is weird and distorted, as if bewitched by an evil spirit! "

"and then?"

"Then I was so scared that I lost the lantern and ran away in the dark. After I went back, I asked all the servants and said that they didn't hear any strange noises. The next day, I heard that the old man had gone to heaven. As for Miss Bai Hui, I really don't know. They turned off the lights in their room and went to bed early, and there was no movement that night. Little brother, did I hit something evil?"

Mo Chengkong saluted and thanked him, and handed him another ingot by the way: "I haven't explored it yet, so I don't dare to speculate. Brother, buy more wine, so as not to be shocked."

The two went back to the porch, chatting as if nothing had happened.After chatting for a while, the elder waiter suddenly stood up straight and bowed to one place.Mo Chengkong turned his head curiously, and saw that the person who came was a woman, very young, at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with snow-like skin and picturesque eyebrows, exactly the graceful and elegant style of Jiangnan women.He bowed briefly and said, "Hi, Miss Meng."

Meng Qingyang was surprised, and replied: "Forgive Qingyang for not knowing, is your son?"

"My surname is Mo, and my name is Cheng Kong. Cheng Kong is 'empty water, clear water, fresh and autumn'. If you dare to ask Miss' boudoir name, is it Qing Yang who says 'there is a beautiful woman like Qing Yang'?" He shook his folding fan lightly, acting like a playboy .

"Mr. Mo is very elegant." She smiled, but there was an indelible sadness between her brows.Hearing that Bai Hui and Meng Qingyang were in love with their aunt and nephew, they thought it was because of her that they were sad.

"Miss personally delivered the tea, can you take me in?" He took the blue-and-white porcelain pot from the maid, and deliberately made her smile, and said, "I'm a member of the Bai family, so don't worry about it."

At this time, the door happened to be half open, and Bairan stared at him with a complicated expression, as if he heard something serious.Mo Chengkong stared at him: "What? I didn't say anything wrong."

Bairan said helplessly, "I'm here to ask you to go in and help."

"Hurry up." Mo Chengkong stuffed the porcelain pot into his arms, pushed into the room, and at the same time did not forget to call Meng Qingyang to come in.

"Yes." Meng Qingyang agreed, but his mood was even lower than before.That person didn't notice her existence at all.

Mo Chengkong was shocked when he entered the room.The first surprise was because of the size of the room, which was three to five times the size of an ordinary bedroom; the second surprise was that the people in the room filled up half of the room to live a "meeting of the Bai clan".He had to quietly take his claws back from Bai Ran's arm; the third shock was Bai Hui's horrifying posture: his face was pale and bloodless, his eyes glared angrily, his mouth bared his teeth, his arms were in front of him, his fingers spread out like claws, his body The shape is extremely distorted.

Qianqian fell asleep in Bai Yan's arms, her eyes were red and swollen from crying.Mo Chengkong rubbed her head, and asked in a low voice: "Aunt Bai has lost her soul?" Bai Yan shook her head and sighed: "I can't find out why, souls are experts in Mohism, so I have to invite you to take a look." .”

"Cheng Kong should do his best." He walked to the bedside and saluted Bai Hui, saying, "Your offended me."

The first is to check the pulse, but the wrist can't be detected, there is still a trace in the neck, and there is no breath.Touching Bai Hui's skin, it has not yet stiffened, and still maintains the toughness of a living body. "It can be saved. Bring a pot of hot wine, the stronger the better." He took out the Six Dao Talisman from the Qiankun bag, bit his fingertips, squeezed out a few drops of blood, patted Baihui's forehead, chest, and limbs, and shouted: " Scatter!" The talismans on her forehead and limbs burned into ashes and melted into her body.

"What about the talisman on the chest..." One of the onlookers couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry." He took the hot wine, "Bairan, draw your sword." Bairan didn't know what he meant, but still took out "Suishuang" and handed him the hilt of the sword.Before he could react, Mo Chengkong reached out to wipe the sword, dipped his hand in the wine, then soaked it with a cloth, covered and wiped Bai Hui's face and limbs.When the limbs softened, he covered her mouth and eyes again, and straightened her limbs.Compared with the previous crazy state, Bai Hui seemed to be in a deep sleep at this moment, but he was still weak and lifeless.Mo Chengkong held her hand and injected his consciousness into her body to explore.

"The soul is intact and there is no internal injury. Is this... the soul-suppressing spell?" He tried to break through the spell, but was forced out of Bai Hui's body, and his physical body was also shaken back. Fortunately, there was someone behind him to stabilize him.He raised his head subconsciously, facing the white-stained and frost-covered face, which was also bloodless.

"I can't undo the soul-suppressing curse in Aunt Bai's spell." This is the reason why the so-called "the person who tied the bell must be untied".As the name suggests, the soul-suppressing curse can suppress the soul and make people look like dead bodies.The strength of the spell is related to the level of the caster's cultivation level, and the low-level soul-suppressing spell can be resolved only by knowing the solution.Right now, I only know that the caster of the spell is unpredictable, and he is controlled by fate.

"Suppress by life?"

"He associates the spell with his own life. This kind of person is either extremely strong or extremely stupid. It is best if he is willing to break the curse, otherwise, he can only wait for him to die." Mo Chengkong asked for a few cloth strips to wrap up at will After removing the wound, he instructed: "Until that person is found, I can only take good care of Aunt Bai. You can feed some tonic soup and wipe your body with hot wine every other day."

He proposed to check Mr. Bai's bedroom, but was pushed to eat.Seeing that Bairan's face was still pale, he said in relief, "Don't be afraid, there are more horrible things than this, and I'm here." Another layer of frost added to Bairan's face.

Patriarch Meng said: "Young master, you only went down the mountain to practice at this age, but are you still used to it?"

Bairan said: "Thanks to the care of the seniors. The family rules are like this, and I dare not exceed the rules."

Bai Ying said: "Aran, actually... we went down the mountain when we were 15..."

Bai Yan covered his face with one hand: "Don't look at me like that. The elders in the family don't want to part with you, they just keep you for a few more years."

Mo Chengkong spat out a mouthful of soup, and lied: "Drink too fast, it's choking, it's choking."

After dinner, the two went back to their room for a walk, Bairan held his sword in his arms and said nothing, Mo Cheng said in an air-conditioned manner, "When did you learn from your father?" Bairan just glanced at him lightly.

Under the corridor, Meng Qingyang saw the two coming, and quickly stepped forward to meet them, and the three saluted each other. "Mr. Mo, please accept this." She handed Mo Chengkong a medicine bottle, "I don't have much confidence in the self-made one. This is given by the master. It has miraculous effects on sword wounds."

Mo Chengkong said: "Miss, trouble me to remember. I don't know where Miss learned from?"

Meng Qingyang said: "Respect Master Yaogu Immortal."

Mo Chengkong smiled and said: "Not bad, not bad. Miss is smart and kind, and she will be able to help the world in the future. It's getting late, please go back quickly."

The girl smiled coquettishly, and ran away holding her skirt.Looking at her receding figure, Mo Chengkong couldn't help smiling: This girl is not interested in drinking, even though she is talking to me, her eyes and thoughts are all on Bairan.Just as he was about to get sour, Bairan spoke first.

"You guys know each other very well?" He lowered his head and fiddled with Jiansui, as if asking casually, with a nonchalant tone.

"I just met you not long ago. Hey, I found out..."

"When will you go back to 'Yunshenghai'?" Before he finished teasing, Bairan asked again.

"Help to the end, and leave when it's done." Mo Chengkong lost interest, "Sleep." If he turned his head now, he would find that Bairan was staring at his back.He was holding "Shash Shuang" with an indifferent expression, and he felt aggrieved and blamed himself.

"Isn't it you who protect me?" the man said.But not long ago, that person hurt himself in front of him.

How should I protect you, and do you still need me?

离魂

"It's so early in the morning, where did everyone go?" Mo Chengkong muttered while watching sparrows fighting outside the window with half a bun in his mouth.Because he was worried about finding out the cause of Mr. Bai Ying's death, he got up when he was young, and when he walked around and saw that the familiar people were not there, he had to bully Baozi to vent his depression. "Don't wait for me, don't wait for me." He poked one by one with his fingers, picking out the one that had cooled and hardened, "You didn't wait for me either. You look fair and clean, and you don't know what you have in your heart." He sternly After taking a bite, the steamed stuffed bun reveals soft bean paste filling, which is still warm. "It turned out to be a black heart."

"Everyone didn't sleep well last night. Today, I went to the old gentleman's room at dawn. Mr. Bairan waited for you for a while before he was called away." The boy who was waiting on the side argued for everyone, but dared not Look at him straight in the eye, and speak like a mosquito.

"I'm talking about these steamed stuffed buns, who said anything about him." Mo Chengkong grabbed two of them and handed them to him, then patted the handle of his fan, "Let's go, let's go to work. Please little brother lead the way."

The little boy buried his head lower and lower, he didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, but he peeked at him from time to time and hummed, "Young master, please follow me." He led Mo Chengkong to the outside of the courtyard, but refused to go in no matter what.

"Why don't you go in and join in the fun?" Mo Chengkong knelt down to look at him.The little boy backed away again and again: "No, no, no. I'm... cowardly."

"Oh, okay." Mo Chengkong pointed to himself and said, "You seem to hate me."

"Nothing!" The little boy was eager to argue, and met his eyes in a panic, then blushed again and lowered his head, the mosquito snorted, "That's not it..."

Mo Chengkong found it funny: "Then what are you doing hiding from me?"

Mosquito snorted: "You look good..."

He chuckled and said, "Master Bairan is not good-looking? Look at you leaning towards him."

"It's not the same..." He hesitated for a while, and boldly whispered in Mo Chengkong's ear, "You are a man, but you are as good-looking as my young lady."

"Go, go." The helplessness seemed familiar.After seeing the boy off, he turned back and walked into the courtyard, only to see Bairan quietly appearing behind him, standing there for an unknown how long.

"Did you find anything?" From the moment he stepped into the courtyard, he felt a trace of remnant depression.The walls of the courtyard are densely carved with text totems, and the landscape layout in the courtyard: gazebos, stone tables and benches, and even green plants and flowers are all arranged in a certain order.The closer you are to the incident, the stronger the feeling of depression, and after entering the house, the feeling of depression is overwhelming.

"There are many doubts." Bairan explained while paying attention to his reaction, "First of all, this house is almost destroyed beyond recognition." From the beams of the house to the ground, everything that can be seen is full of scars.If the intention is to destroy, wouldn't it save effort and worry to choose any palm or spell?And what I saw in front of my eyes was clearly someone