After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

Bai Gu remained silent along the way, and Wu Rong did not speak. Huang Mao was originally nagging about the fact that many anchors were invited to participate in the Jieyang Stone Gambling Conference, the current preferential policies and activities of the Fighting Ghosts platform, and so on. Gradually he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere, and finally shut his mouth. Several people hailed a taxi, and the journey was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that the taxi driver was always looking for something to say.

"It's going to rain, I'm afraid I might not be able to come back to Bijia Mountain at this time."

"Young man, are you going to the Wong Tai Sin Temple to seek marriage?"

The driver spoke Chaozhou dialect, which Wu Rong and Huang Mao couldn't understand at all. When they boarded the car, they all relied on Baigu to communicate and act as a translator between the driver and Wu Rong.

"He said it was going to rain, and now the past might be stuck in the mountains."

"Huh? It's going to rain? Shall we still go, or tomorrow?"

Huang Mao glanced at the clear sky outside, with question marks all over his head. Wu Rong was a little motion sick, and since he got in the car, he opened the window a little, closed his eyes and rested his mind. Bai Gu carefully studied Wu Rong's expression, and said carefully, "I do know that there is a residence on the mountain, but it has been unoccupied for a long time, so it may be a bit old..."

"Well."

Wu Rong responded, and the matter was handled in this way. Originally, he set aside three days to solve the Chaozhou affairs, but the truth turned out to be that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple. That being the case, there is no need to waste time here. After taking the purified rootless water and washing away the Gu seeds, they will be able to set off for Jieyang tomorrow.

The car drove towards the eastern suburbs, and the scenery on both sides became more and more barren. The high-rise buildings turned into sparse low-rise bungalows. When the surroundings were surrounded by lush trees and vegetation, more and more clouds gathered to cover the sky.

"There is a dragon on Beacon Hill."

The driver said cheerfully, pretending to be mysterious, pointing to the rain clouds gathered in the sky ahead, and said, "It's the Dragon King who is going to rain."

"What did he say, is it going to rain?"

"He's talking about the Dragon Kiln on Beacon Hill."

Bai Gu and Huang Mao explained: "There are Chaozhou kiln ruins on Bijia Mountain. Because the kiln is built on the mountain and goes up the slope, it looks like a long dragon, so it is called Dragon Kiln."

A few years ago, there was a disturbance in the Huang Daxian in Bijia Mountain. When the disturbance was the worst, several people died. The Ministry of Public Security in the Guangdong and Guangxi Safety Zone dispatched special police to search the mountains, sweeping **** and immortals, at least to suppress this momentum. However, Bijia Mountain, which was originally considered a tourist attraction in Chaozhou, had few people coming. The vegetation grew better and better, and the traces of human beings were gradually covered up by them.

When the driver sent them to the foot of the mountain, it was completely dark, and the wind was blowing, but it was not cool, and it was humid, hot and stuffy, making people breathless. The air conditioner in the car was fine, but soon after getting out of the car, Huang Mao pulled his soaked shirt and fanned it, sweating all over his face, panting with his luggage. Seeing that Bai Gu and Wu Rong didn't sweat at all, they felt unbalanced.

"Aren't you hot??"

"not hot."

Bai Gu said with a good temper, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed it to Wu Rongshui: "Go up the mountain, there is still time."

Wu Rong, whose motion sickness had not subsided, looked a little gloomy, took a sip of her saliva and said nothing, picked up the luggage from Huang Mao's hand, and raised her eyes to let Bai Gu lead the way. Bai Gu smiled when he saw this, and rounded up Huang Mao's other luggage, and the three of them walked up the mountain along the path. Stacks of broken porcelain can sometimes be seen beside the mountain road, most of which are covered by overgrown vegetation. Climbing a mountain is physical work, and among the three of them, ordinary people with yellow hair tired the fastest, but they didn't complain, and followed Wu Rong.

When we arrived at the Wong Tai Sin Temple, the rain also came down. Bean-sized raindrops hit the hilltops in the forest like hailstones, and a layer of white mist rose from the verdant branches and leaves. The Temple of Wong Tai Sin is not big, and it has not been repaired for some time. Half of it collapsed, but the main hall is still intact. There is a statue of Wong Tai Sin in the middle, with half of its head cracked, leaving only a long and narrow eye, and the corner of its mouth looks like With a smile that wasn't a smile, he stared quietly at the three people who came in.

"It's inside."

Bai Gu looked at Huang Mao, who was panting and out of breath, as a signal, Wu Rong left him to rest temporarily in the hall, and followed Bai Gu to the left rear of the hall. There used to be a small courtyard here, but now it has almost collapsed, leaving only a small warehouse for storing sundries, which is still relatively complete.

Wu Rong could tell at a glance that a 'fierce' battle had taken place here. The blue stones on the ground were broken and raised, and the mud was full of fragments of paper figurines and paper horses, occasionally mixed with the corpses of many bugs. A millipede with a thick arm, a centipede more than one meter long, and a black-shelled insect of unknown species. The pus of the insect corpse was mixed with paper scraps all over the floor, making it a mess.

It can be seen that Bai Gu really did his best to help Wu Rong grab this batch of purified rootless water.

"Sorry brother, I really don't know..."

Bai Gu sincerely apologized in a low voice again, but was stopped by Wu Rong with a wave of his hand. He went into the warehouse to have a look, and saw a half-person tall paper man with thick eyebrows and big eyes wearing red and green clothes and a big centipede strangled to death in front of the warehouse door. A foam box. Wu Rong didn't need to do it himself, the human face bag became as big as a tabletop, and the front two long legs carefully put the foam box on his back and put it on his back.

"Brother Rong, Brother Rong! There are ghosts ahead!"

Before returning to the main hall, he heard the yellow-haired ghost crying and howling and running back, obviously frightened enough. Seeing such a big spider like a human-faced scorpion, he exclaimed "Aw!", at least he didn't roll his eyes and fainted.

"The statue, the statue is moving! Fuck it, it's laughing at me!"

Huang Maoyu incoherently shrank to Wu Rong's side to find a sense of security, his face full of panic.

"It's okay to worship the temple once, after all, we can be regarded as entering someone's house."

Bai Gu comforted, hearing his calm tone, Huang Mao also calmed down. After taking them back to the main hall, his breath suddenly became stagnant, he gasped, and stammered: "Diao, Diao Diao, the statue moved!"

Wu Rong's eyes were fixed, Huang Mao was right. The statue in the hall did move. Originally it was facing the door, but now its head was slightly turned to the left, and the only long and narrow eyes that were intact were looking deeply at Wu Rong and the others who came in. It was raining heavily outside, and the light was dim, and the statue was shrouded in shadow. The hot flashes and the mountain wind blew by, and the tattered cloth flags fluttered like ghosts, full of weird and evil spirits.

"&#@#*&%…"

Bai Gu walked up to the statue, chanting words, as if he was communicating with something in the statue. Immediately afterwards, he took out a roast chicken, a bag of apples, and a bouquet of flowers from his bag, and put them all on the altar in front of the statue. They were all bought by Baigu in front of Bijia Mountain.

But after he finished all this, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped.

Cluck-!

The strong wind passed through the hall, and the old doors and windows collided with each other, making a piercing sound, which was creepy. The offerings that Bai Gu had just put on were blown into disarray, and there seemed to be evil things in the depths of the shadows with malicious intentions, and the voices of auditory hallucinations came from Prajna. The strangely tall statue in the dark is condescending, giving people an almost suffocating sense of oppression.

Bai Gu's expression changed, he flicked the musical instrument case-like backpack on his back, and took out the wooden stick that had been passed down by the great witch in the village for many years. The wooden staff fell to the ground, and Bai Gu's whole demeanor changed. He confronted the statue neither humble nor overbearing, with a solemn and dignified expression, showing a hint of warning.

boom!

The dilapidated door was slammed shut as if blown by the wind, and the hall almost became an extremely depressing confined space. There was a clicking sound of falling gravel, hitting the forehead of the human face. The big flat spider shook its body in doubt, and more gravel fell on the foam box it was carrying, carrying a highly indicative hint.

The corners of Bai Gu's mouth, which had always been gentle and smiling, were tightened, and his face was ugly, revealing a bit of anger. Just as Bai Gu was about to swing his stick, Wu Rong, who had finally recovered from motion sickness, pressed his shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

"It is not satisfied with the tribute, and wants to purify the rootless water."

The purified rootless water can wash away the filth and miscellaneous aura in the ghost qi and yin qi. It can not only be used to cleanse ghosts and gu, but also has great effect on wild monsters such as Huang Pizi. Especially the 'wind, frost, rain and snow' purified rootless water sent by shamans, which faintly contains the power of heaven and earth, is of great benefit to them.

"I'll take care of it right away."

Bai Gu was ashamed and uneasy, just about to make a move, but Wu Rong shook his head: "Go and see Chen Cheng."

Huangmao couldn't bear this kind of yin environment, his face was pale now, his eyes were out of focus and turned upwards, and his soul was about to leave his body. Seeing this, Bai Gu hit him on the top of his head with his stick.

"Boom!"

"Damn it hurts, hiss—it's so cold, what happened?"

Huang Mao, who came back to his senses, breathed directly into his hand, and quickly stood next to Bai Gu, looking at Wu Rong who walked in front of the statue with a face full of panic and worry, and asked Bai Gu anxiously in a low voice: "Did we offend that?" Immortal? Do you want to fight? Don’t worry about me, go and help Brother Rong!”

"Don't panic."

The smile on the corner of Bai Gu's lips was very subtle, especially when he saw a mighty and majestic pure black dog leaping out of Wu Rong's shadow, he smiled even wider and muttered something in a low voice.

"what are you saying?"

Huangmao couldn't see the black dog, but he could see Wu Rong standing under the statue, the size of the two was very different. The wind was blowing, the rain was pouring down, Huang Mao was so nervous that his heart would jump out of his throat, he held Bai Gu's arm tightly, and asked anxiously: "Are you talking to Huang Daxian? Can you see it? What the **** happened, I can't see anything."

"I'm talking to Huang Daxian."

At this time, Bai Gu seemed in a good mood, his tone was more gentle and patient, and he said with a smile, "I told him 'you're done'"

Just now when Bai Gu saw the black vicious dog that appeared from Wu Rong's shadow, he was so startled by its terrifying aura that his scalp became numb, and many fragments of his previous life emerged in his mind.

This black vicious dog soul is stronger and more terrifying than what he saw in his previous life. But after Bai Gu's short-lived terrified heart, what rose in his heart was a kind of unknown, subtle pride and joy. Especially looking at the dying Huang Daxian, when Wu Rong asked the ghost dog "Do you like to eat it?" in a low voice, Bai Gu's face almost showed a bewildered smile.

Ah, the familiar Wu Rong who let dogs kill people.

It's just that it wasn't him who killed him this time.

what.

Bai Gu felt the pleasure of a daughter-in-law finally becoming a mother-in-law. He glanced at the bewildered Huang Mao with regret. The feeling of not being able to share his joy with others really made him uncomfortable, so Bai Gu used an understatement tone to describe it in more detail. Describe to Huang Mao the grand occasion of Wu Rong's unilateral crushing of Huang Daxian.

For example, the ghost dog bit out all the weasel in the statue with its children and grandchildren in one bite. For example, the old weasel has grown old and his fur is all white. Forcing the group of weasels to kowtow to Wu Rong to apologize, and to bite and destroy the statue by himself.

Who would have thought that Huang Mao was happy and excited at first, but when he heard the smile behind him, he disappeared, fidgeting and buttoning the seams of his trousers, with a sad expression on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Gu didn't know, so when he asked casually, Huang Mao let out a long sigh, his voice was very low, mixed with anxiety and low self-esteem.

"Brother Rong is too strong, I have been holding him back."

Huang Mao actually has a strong self-esteem, so this realization made him painful and uneasy: "I think I can help Brother Rong to some extent."

Seeing that Wu Rong is becoming more and more powerful and going further and further away, how can he stay where he is with peace of mind.

Bai Gu didn't speak, he could have comforted Huangmao with words like "everyone grows up", "you can help Wu Rong in the live broadcast", but Bai Gu's mind was buzzing. Huang Mao's words were like lightning strikes on his Tianling Gai, awakening Bai Gu, completely dissipating the little joy in his heart.

Huang Mao said that he was holding back, and Bai Guming asked himself, is he Wu Rong's indispensable subordinate?

no!

Whether it is the purification of rootless water or the matter of Huang Daxian, he has not been able to help. Thinking of his self-satisfaction just now, Bai Gu broke out in a cold sweat and finally woke up. He just took the first word. According to Wu Rong's current development, he will definitely have many subordinates in the future. If he doesn't seize the opportunity, work hard to improve, and clarify his position, he will only be stripped from the core circle in the end.

This is something Bai Gu can't stand!

"Thank you."

Bai Gu's tone was complicated but he sincerely thanked Huang Mao. He didn't mean to, but it woke him up, just like Huang Zhong Dalu. Seeing that the statue of Wong Da Sin was crumbled by the weasels, the problem has been solved, and the crushing has almost come to an end. Bai Gu paused, and reciprocated to Huang Mao, who was still depressed, and said: "Although you are an ordinary person, it is easy to change your physique."

"As long as Brother Rong gives you a drop of blood, that's all. It just depends on whether you can bear the price."

After all, regardless of Huang Mao's shocked face, Bai Gu took the initiative to walk towards Wu Rong, respectfully said to him: "Cousin, tonight is a full moon, it is best to drink purified rootless water to cleanse the Gu seeds."

It was still raining outside, and it was raining like a torrential rain. It seemed that it might not stop at night. The mountain road was dangerous in the rain, and the light was too dark, so the three simply stopped at the Wong Tai Sin Temple temporarily. The group of weasels were trained to be docile by the black dog, and they were obediently cleaned up by Wu Rong and the others.

His ear was bitten off by a black dog as a warning, and the **** old weasel wanted to serve Wu Rong with all his heart, send these plague gods away as soon as possible, and ordered the sons and grandchildren to take out many of them from their dens, which are still clean. The clothes and furs came, and they were laid on the ground for them.

"The old Huang Pizi is used to using the round light technique to deceive humans by turning into a beautiful girl."

Bai Gu picked up a few clothes and shook them off, all of which were youthful and beautiful skirts, and a few other styles of women's clothing, which were not considered outdated in terms of styles.

"In the past, there were legends that Huang Pizi would eat up people's bodies and live in human skin to pretend to be human, but most of them were at the beginning of the spiritual recovery. There are not many Huangpizi cannibals now."

The aging old weasel nodded as if he understood. It and a group of weasels squatted on the ground obediently from big to young. The youngest one was covered in milky hair and couldn't even stand upright. After squatting for a while, he fell softly on the ground.

Chatting with Huang Mao for a few words, sharing the grilled chicken and apples that were originally offered, Bai Gu estimated the time, got up and walked towards Wu Rong.

The ground was still wet and muddy after it had just rained. The black dog lay prone on the ground, like a soft and thick black velvet cushion, and Wu Rong sat on it. A pale and cold light glowed faintly from around Wu Rong's body. Wu Rong lit the resentment fire soul lamp bought from the ghost market. The pale resentment fire could cover up the aura around him.

After all, the purified rootless water and Gu seeds are both heaven and earth spirits, if there is no cover, it is easy to attract some dirty things in the mountains when washing Gu.

The styrofoam box was next to Wu Rong, and it had already been opened. Inside were bamboo tubes arranged side by side in an orderly manner. Bai Gu could tell at a glance that it was the best Xiaoxiang black bamboo. The growth environment of these bamboos is extremely harsh, and they are usually found in clean places of Buddhism and Taoism. Thinking of the paper men and paper horses he fought with his Gu slaves before, Bai Gu guessed that those who sent Wu Rong the rootless water must be those great celestial masters of the most orthodox Taoism.

Across the black and white.

When he looked at Wu Rong again, this word suddenly appeared in Bai Gu's mind. Every time he got to know Wu Rong better, it would bring him a new shock.

"Brother, the time is almost up."

Get rid of distracting thoughts, Bai Gu reminded. The dense clouds that had been layered on the sky above his head disappeared at some point, revealing a clean night sky. The bright moon, as round as a jade plate, climbed up the treetops, and would soon be right on top of everyone.

Bai Gu looked dignified, holding a wooden stick to protect Wu Rong. And Wu Rong had already taken out a bamboo tube to purify the rootless water, and drank it all at once when the full moon reached the top of his head.

The water soaked in the faint fragrance of bamboo is cool and sweet, and slides into the throat. It takes forty drops of purified rootless water to wash away the blood stains on the Gu eggs, of course, the more the better. The shamanist sent three bamboo tubes to purify the rootless water, which is the "snow" water in the wind, frost, rain and snow. I chose the second snowfall last year, collected the purest snow that fell on the bamboo leaves, and put it into a special clay pot. Buried in the bamboo forest, dug out after a year, poured into bamboo tubes for preservation.

Shamans love to use this kind of rootless water to brew Mingqian Longjing to drink. Even without making tea, Wu Rong can taste the refreshing fragrance of bamboo leaves. This kind of pure fragrance is invisible to ordinary people, but it has a strong temptation to the mountain spirits. I saw one, two, three, four, five, six... eight small heads stacked one on top of the other, and the little weasels leaned against the door to look at Wu Rong. The smallest one couldn't hold back, and drool all over the floor.

After drinking three bamboo tubes of purified rootless water, Wu Rong closed his eyes and silently recited the formula for controlling Gu in the Song of the King of Gu, urging the lazy Gu species to get close to the clean energy transformed from the purified rootless water. The jade-colored shell of the Gu species became clearer and clearer after being washed by the fresh air. Wu Rong spread his hand, and a warm jade-colored phantom could be vaguely seen at his fingertips. The little spider, who had been scurrying beside Wu Rong on a human-faced scooter for a long time, climbed onto his arm with all eight legs, looking at the halo with curiosity and longing.

Without the bloodstains, the aura of the Gu species is pure and clean, shining like a star falling into Wu Rong's fingertips, brighter than gems.

At this moment, Wu Rong felt the abundant energy and vitality of the Gu seeds very clearly, and couldn't wait to break out of the shell. In a trance, Wu Rong seemed to see the scene of the Gu seeds breaking out of their shells. A colorful caterpillar in the warm yellow halo was happy. Raising his upper body, his voice was tender and crisp.

'Mother! '

Wu Rong: …

Wu Rong extinguished the halo with a blank expression, and withdrew his thoughts from his body. Gu seeds have now been irrigated with wood essence, washed with purified rootless water, and as long as there are three pure things left, they can successfully hatch.

Just thinking about it, Wu Rong's throat felt itchy, he coughed lightly, and coughed up a drop of dark red blood. This is the blood condensed on the shell of the Gu seed. Compared with Wu Rong's own blood, it has more ability to control Gu insects. It can be said that this drop of blood is like an inferior version of something that can transform the body. Anything related to changing one's physique in the market is extremely precious, costing tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

But Wu Rong didn't plan to go out to sell blood, he had a special constitution, and many people could curse through media such as blood or hair, Wu Rong didn't plan to take any risks.

Tomorrow, he will leave for Jieyang. He has more than three million yuan at present, and he doesn't know if he can make a name for himself in the jadeite market.

"Do you have any money?"

Wu Rong asked a question abruptly, but Bai Gu was taken aback for a moment and quickly realized that he quickly took out a batik cloth package from his backpack and handed it to Wu Rong as if he remembered something.

"My mother-in-law asked me to bring this to you before I set off."

Inside the package were all kinds of odds and ends, gifts from Mr. Zhai and Ai Qiao, and a small cloth bag wrapped in old blue cloth and tied with a navy blue ribbon. Wu Rong opened it to look, and found that inside was a small and exquisite sterling silver earring with five poisons engraved on it, and a bank card of Tiandi Bank.

"After my aunt died, the alliance's annual pension will be remitted to this card, and my mother-in-law has not touched it."

Bai Gu said to Wu Rong: "My mother-in-law said that if you are short of money, you can withdraw money directly from this card. Only the Wu family who wear this earring can withdraw money from this card.

Bai Gu sighed in his heart when he said that, in his previous life, he didn't know about this card and earrings at all. If Wu Rong hadn't inherited the Gu seed, these secrets would probably be taken to the grave by the witch. Thinking of his aunt, Bai Gu's mood was mixed, with mixed feelings.

A hero who is willing to sacrifice himself, quell the tiankeng, and save the world.

It is not easy for most people in this world to live their own lives well, and they plan and scheme like Bai Gu in every possible way, just to make themselves stronger. However, the nine heroes, including Master Fu, were undoubtedly the strongest nine people in the world at that time, but they were able to resolutely give up their power and wealth, and cruelly abandoned their friends, relatives, wives and children, and sacrificed themselves to seal the various tiankengs.

They are very great and worthy of respect, but thinking of himself, Bai Gu would rather be a small person for the rest of his life.

He looked at the bank card in Wu Rong's hand. The witch has always firmly refused all kinds of pensions and preferential treatment given by the alliance, and has never touched a penny in it. For her, the person who sacrificed was her sister, the only relative she had at the time. People are already dead, so what's the use of these cold dead things? When everyone praises the victim as a hero, no one pays attention to whether the family members of the hero are distraught.

They act as if they should be proud of the sister/son/father they sacrificed.

It's better to be a bad guy.

At the end, Bai Gu sighed in his heart. He looked at Huangmao hesitantly, and finally made up his mind to go to Wu Rong's side to beg for a drop of blood. Until then, Baigu finally had a vague sense of belonging.

In this life, he and Chen Cheng might have sacrificed their lives to Wu Rong, but that's okay, following Wu Rong, even if they become ghosts in the future, it's better than following a righteous path. At least you can live freely.

Just as he was thinking, Bai Gu inadvertently raised his head to look at the forest, and suddenly stared blankly.

"Cousin, what do you think that is?"