My dad slapped me hard on the face, and I suddenly felt a burning pain on my cheek.
I suddenly raised my head and looked at my dad with a puzzled face.
At this moment, Xia Mo also hurriedly stepped forward and pulled me away to tell my dad not to be angry.
"Do you know, she wants you dead?"
At this moment, my dad looked at me and yelled at me with all his heart, and I was filled with grievances and yelled at my dad.
"That's my mother, that's my mother.
She's already dead.
Do you want to make her life worse than death?"
The moment my words fell, I saw my dad was hesitant to speak.
He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, and it turned into a sigh.
"Hey, that's enough, go in and rest, I'll take care of things here."
After saying that, my dad turned around and walked towards the yard.
I don't know why, but the moment my dad turned around, I saw that my dad's back looked extremely lonely.
The moment I saw this scene, the anger and grievance that was still filled in my heart dissipated a lot.
I knew that my dad might have had his own reasons.
Xia Mo also asked me to rest first, and I walked into the room dully.
At this time, I saw my grandma, who had already rested, standing in the room at some point, with a trace of tears in her somewhat cloudy eyes.
"Grandma, why don't you rest?"
I stepped forward and asked grandma.
In fact, I had already felt that during the time when grandpa passed away, grandma's overall spirit deteriorated a lot.
Grandma looked at me and did not answer my question.
Instead, she touched the half of my face that was beaten by my dad.
Then, grandma’s helpless voice came: "Although we owe her a lot, don't blame your dad." , He’s doing it for your own good.”
I was slightly stunned when I heard this.
Grandma's answer was wrong, and the sentence was not easy to understand, but I understood it as soon as I heard it.
The one in front of grandma refers to my mother, and the one in the back is naturally my dad.
As I thought, my dad had some last resort difficulties.
But I really don’t understand, why would my mother want to kill me?
Could it be that she really has no emotions at all?
But I clearly felt emotions in her.
Could it be that I really did something wrong by letting my mother go?
I returned to my room in a daze, with images constantly replaying in my mind, including the image of my mother suffering in the net, and the image of my father beating me.
Moreover, after what happened tonight, I feel that the man in black seems to be helping my mother, and the purpose is to save my mother, but who is this guy?
Is he an old corpse craftsman?
After thinking about it, I found that my heart was in a mess and I couldn't sleep, so I simply left the room and went to find Xia Mo.
When I went out, I saw my dad still cleaning up the mess outside.
I also walked directly into my dad's room and saw Xia Mo meditating.
Seeing me coming in, Xia Mo also asked me what happened, and I told Xia Mo directly that I wanted to ask him something.
"Ask me if you have anything," Xia Mo got up from the bed, then looked at me and said.
I exhaled, looked at Xia Mo, and asked aloud: "You discovered that there was something wrong with the old corpse craftsman from the beginning.
How did you find out?"
After asking, I stared at Xia Mo in front of me, hoping she could give me an explanation.
Xia Mo's face suddenly became serious after hearing this.
After pondering for a moment, Xia Mo said to me in a deep voice: "When a Taoist cultivator reaches a certain level, he can sense the aura around him."
"For example, when I first arrived at your door, I felt that there was something special about the aura in the back of your house, but I couldn't see through it."
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"And the reason why I felt there was something wrong with the old corpse craftsman was because the moment I saw him, I felt a special aura about him."
After saying this, Xia Mo paused slightly, looked at me, and his heart condensed.
I also asked Xia Mo what his aura was.
Xia Mo pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Corpse Qi."
Xia Mo's words made my heart skip a beat.
The word "corpse gas" does not need too much explanation.
It is the unique smell of corpses.
Moreover, corpse gas does not seem to be obvious in people who have just died.
Corpse gas slowly increases with the time of death.
At this time, Xia Mo immediately told me that the corpse aura in the old corpse craftsman was not as heavy as usual, and that the old corpse craftsman had restrained himself very well.
Xia Mo said that this kind of corpse aura can only be generated by staying with corpses all year round, and it is not an ordinary corpse.
After listening to Xia Mo's words, I was indescribably shocked.
I asked Xia Mo, what kind of person does it take to have such a strong corpse energy?
At this time, Xia Mo looked at me and asked: "Have you noticed that the old corpse maker's accent is not your local accent?"
I frowned.
I hadn't paid much attention unless Xia Mo said it.
But now that Xia Mo reminded me, I instantly realized that the accent of the old corpse maker was indeed not local.
And coincidentally, after Xia Mo reminded me, I also knew the accent of Lao Shijiang, which was in Hunan, because when I was in high school, I liked to watch Hunan TV every day, and the hosts on it often spoke Hunan dialect. .
"Yes, it's the Xiangxi area, and the most powerful one in that area is the Corpse Expulsion line."
As Xia Mo finished speaking, my body couldn't help but tremble.
To be honest, it's not that I haven't heard of corpse exorcism, but I always thought it was just a legend.
But now according to Xia Mo, these things are really not legends.
"The art of exorcising corpses in Western Hunan?"
I whispered to myself, Xia Mo nodded and said that it was indeed the case, but there were many branches of corpse exorcists in Xiangxi, and not all of them were bad.
Although she was not sure which lineage the old corpse maker was from, but this The old corpse maker is definitely not a good person.
I was immersed in everything Xia Mo told me, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.
But now I am still a little confused.
What is the purpose of this old corpse craftsman?
And since Mr.
Liang called the old corpse craftsman here, it proves that Mr.
Liang trusts the old corpse craftsman.
Could it be said that Mr.
Liang also has a problem?
Regarding my question, Xia Mo spoke up again.
"Don't think too simply of the corpse extermination lineage.
In addition to exorcizing corpses, they can also refine corpses.
So now I can basically confirm that the old corpse craftsman's purpose should be your mother's corpse."
The moment Xia Mo's words fell, my eyes suddenly opened wide.
I looked at Xia Mo in disbelief and exclaimed: "What do you mean, the old corpse craftsman wants to refine my mother's corpse?"
Xia Mo nodded sullenly and said that my mother is probably not far away from Bai Zhizhi now, and this is the effect of being suppressed for eighteen years.
It can be imagined that my mother is the best material for corpse refining.
My heart sank and I asked Xia Mo what white zombie was.
Xia Mo thought for a while and said that if a person encounters an unexpected transformation after death, the corpse immediately after the transformation is called a walking zombie.
That is, they can walk stiffly, and walking corpses can turn into evil corpses by absorbing the evil spirit.
This is the current state of Mr.
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Liang and my mother.
However, there are also strong and weak among evil corpses.
My mother is obviously much stronger than Mr.
Liang, and when evil corpses continue to practice, they will become white zombies.
Bai Zhan's movements and strength will become stronger, and Xia Mo said that based on the strength shown by my mother, Bai Zhan must not be far away.
The shock in my heart is beyond words.
The knowledge Xia Mo spread to me is something I have never heard before.
"Don't blame uncle for being angry.
If your mother really becomes white stiff, the whole village may be facing a disaster.
He is too impatient."
At this moment, Xia Mo spoke up again and comforted me.
I nodded, and then returned to my room.
I glanced at my dad who was still working in the yard.
Originally, I wanted to go and have a word with my dad, but in the end I didn't go.
I returned to my room.
I had completely lost sleep tonight.
It seems that I made a mistake by letting my mother go.
According to what Xia Mo said, if my mother continues to become stronger, no one will be able to cure her by then.
She would continue to kill people in the village, and spent the night in a daze like this.
At dawn, a heart-rending scream suddenly penetrated the entire village.
I was so frightened by the sound that I sat upright.
My heartbeat began to accelerate inexplicably, and a strong uneasiness rose in my heart.
I walked out of the room directly and saw that my dad had already walked out.
"Hey, something happened again."
My dad sighed, and then rushed out of the house.
Xia Mo glanced at me: "Let's go and take a look."
Xia Mo said to me.
I could see that Xia Mo's face was extremely heavy, and I probably guessed that this matter might have something to do with my mother.
It was just getting light now.
I followed my dad and quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from.
When I got there, there were many people gathered outside the house.
This is Li Dazhi's house.
I remember that Uncle Zhi was showing people the construction site in the town, working the night shift, and Aunt Zhi and grandma were taking care of the children at home.
Uncle Zhi comes back early every morning.
We squeezed in, and for a moment, we saw Uncle Zhi kneeling on the ground, crying without a sound.
The whole room was bloody, and two corpses were lying in the middle of the room.
I even saw Aunt Zhi's body was divided into two halves.
It made people feel chilly.
The village chief hadn't arrived yet, so my dad quickly went up to help Uncle Zhi up and asked, "Dazhi, get up first."
"Child, child is gone, child" Uncle Zhi's eyes were filled with dullness, and he said in a confused manner.
And now I was staring at the few sparse black footprints in the room, and my whole head seemed to explode.
It was my mother, it was really her.
I let her go, but I killed Aunt Zhi and grandma.
Now even Uncle Zhi's children are gone.
All of this is my fault. aa2705221: