"this… "
Xiao Mu stopped subconsciously and looked left and right.
The matter was very serious. He encountered a starving ghost at Aunt Chen's house, and there was blood, but it was far less serious than here.
It should be noted that this is in the courtyard of the Zhao family and has not yet entered the ancestral hall. It's already so serious in the yard, let alone in the ancestral hall
"Where's your family's ancestral hall? Where is it? Take me there to have a look."
Xiao Mu looked back at Zhao Xuewen.
Zhao Xuewen's face was normal, obviously he couldn't smell the strong smell of blood.
"Mr. Mu, please follow me."
Zhao Xuewen found that Xiao Mu's face became serious as soon as he entered his yard, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Is the situation serious
Amid anxiety, he took Xiao Mu to a house.
The house is on a corner, not big, but very chic and clean.
This is the ancestral hall of the Zhao family.
The door was actually open, and there was someone inside, a man in his early thirties.
As soon as Xiao Mu entered, the other party's attention fell on Xiao Mu, and he couldn't help looking at Xiao Mu, with a slightly unkind expression on his face.
Xiao Mu also took the opportunity to look at the other party a few times. With his eyesight, it is not difficult to find that the man's body is full of energy and blood, and his momentum is powerful. He is obviously a warrior.
Of course, this is Xiao Mu's guess. Although it is the first time he has seen a warrior, with his eyesight of cultivating Taoist aura, he will definitely not deviate from this kind of thing at a glance.
This man is indeed a warrior.
Xiao Mu's attention did not fall on the man.
To be exact, as soon as he entered the ancestral hall, his eyes were attracted by the situation in the ancestral hall.
Immediately afterwards, his heart sank, and a strong uneasiness welled up in his heart.
Inside the ancestral hall, there was a strong sense of blood.
It's blood, not blood.
The smell of blood is the taste, and the smell of blood is the color.
Blood energy, also known as blood light.
The whole room was filled with a thick blood red color. Of course, from Xiao Mu's eyes, cultivators can see many things that ordinary people can't see.
The blood-red blood energy almost condensed into evil spirit, soaring into the sky, it seemed to break through the roof of the ancestral hall, and soared straight into the sky.
Xiao Mu's heart was shocked again:
Is this some terrible evil thing about to be born
The blood is soaring, which symbolizes the birth of an evil thing. This evil thing is not an ordinary foreign body, nor is it a treasure as it is usually called, but a ghost, a monster, a monster, which is different from ordinary ghosts and monsters. It is quite scary.
The stronger the blood energy, the stronger the evil thing that will be born.
Judging from the richness of blood in the Zhao family's ancestral hall, this evil thing is probably not trivial, and the place where it was born, needless to say, is in the Zhao family's ancestral hall.
Xiao Mu lowered his head and couldn't help touching his suitcase.
In the suitcase, he carried all kinds of materials with him, including a mahogany sword and various Dao talismans recently made.
Xiao Mu fell into deep thought: With these things in his hands, he should be able to almost resist this foreign object that is about to be born, right
However, even so, his confidence is still not very strong.
For a moment, he couldn't even bear the thought of turning around and leaving.
The evil that is about to be born in the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall is too powerful and too dangerous. Perhaps it is the best choice to leave now.
However, when it came to leaving, Xiao Mu fell into conflict again.
The greater the danger, the greater the reward, has always been an eternal law.
If you leave, you will get nothing.
So Xiao Mu frowned, feeling conflicted, clutching his suitcase tightly with his right hand, and fell into deep thought.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his confidence increased a little out of thin air.
perhaps…
"Mr. Qiao, have you found out where the problem is?"
Zhao Xuewen obviously didn't notice Xiao Mu, as soon as he entered the ancestral hall, his eyes fell on the male warrior in his early thirties in the ancestral hall.
The man, Mr. Qiao, gave Xiao Mu a bad look. Xiao Mu's attitude after entering the ancestral hall made him feel uncomfortable.
After this person entered the ancestral hall, he ignored his own existence and looked around in the ancestral hall, pretending to be unpredictable.
Yes, pretend.
In the eyes of the man Mr. Qiao, Xiao Mu's behavior just now was obviously pretending to be unfathomable, and this Mr. Qiao scoffed at this in his heart.
So upset, he didn't answer Zhao Xuewen's words, but squinted at Xiao Mu, and asked Zhao Xuewen, "Mr. Zhao, why don't you introduce me first?"
"Sorry, sorry!"
Zhao Xuewen saw Mr. Qiao's unhappy attitude at a glance, and hurriedly introduced with an apologetic face, "Mr. Qiao, this is Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu, this is Mr. Qiao Fengqiao."
After hearing the introduction, Xiao Mu couldn't help but take another look at Mr. Qiao.
Needless to say, this person also used a pseudonym, and immediately said politely: "Mr. Qiao, hello!"
Qiao Feng snorted unhappily, and said loudly, "That's all!"
Without showing any signs of expression, Xiao Mu took another deep look at Qiao Feng and came to a conclusion in his heart.
This guy is a bit overbearing, don't be frightened when the evil thing is born later.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xuewen asked Qiao Feng again, "Mr. Qiao, did you find out where the problem is?"
Qiao Feng looked relaxed, and proudly replied: "It's just a little evil spirit, Mr. Zhao, don't worry, with me around, it's fine if the evil spirit doesn't come. If it comes, it will definitely not escape Qiao's grasp."
Zhao Xuewen breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly flattered: "I'm relieved to hear what Mr. Qiao said."
However, Xiao Mu couldn't help frowning slightly after hearing the conversation between the two.
Little devil
This Qiao Feng obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the situation, the birth of an evil thing, how can it be compared with little evil ghosts
This guy is so supportive, I'm afraid he won't be able to help when the evil thing is born.
"This one hasn't said what's going on?"
Qiao Feng glanced at Xiao Mu again, and said to Zhao Xuewen.
He said his opinion, but Xiao Mu didn't say it, which made him feel very upset.
"Mr. Mu..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuewen turned to Xiao Mu.
But just as he was about to ask, there was another knock on the door.
Tuk tuk tuk!
"Sorry, you two wait here for a while, and I'll pick someone up later."
Zhao Xuewen left behind a sentence, turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall to pick up people.
As soon as Zhao Xuewen walked out of the ancestral hall, Qiao Feng's face darkened, he stared at Xiao Mu coldly, and said threateningly, "Friend, please explain in advance, don't snatch my prey, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
prey
It is not certain who is preyed by whom
Xiao Mu didn't take it seriously, this 'Qiao Feng' was too exaggerated, the birth of an evil creature was definitely not as simple as the prey he said.
But even though he disapproved in his heart, his face remained calm, and he said indifferently: "Whoever kills it will belong to him."
"It's better that way."
Qiao Feng's tone was indifferent, and he warned again, "But if I do it first, please don't interfere."
Xiao Mu nodded in agreement.
It's not certain what will happen, it's too early to talk about the harvest now, let's talk about keeping yourself from dying in the birth of evil things.
(end of this chapter)