She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 135

He Miao led Mrs. Fan to the house just now, and she had already memorized the address of the house.

As soon as he got close to the house, a gust of yin came to his face.

He Miao silently took out the mahogany sword from the wooden hairpin and put it on his chest.

Madam Fan also noticed something, thinking that it was He Miao who brought her to eradicate the culprit, and immediately drew out her own two-edged Qingshuang sword.

He Miao stepped forward, picked up the mahogany sword, and knocked heavily on the two tall red doors.

"Tattoo~"

The sound of the wooden door was very clear in the entire quiet house.But no one came to open the door.

He Miao was not discouraged, and knocked hard three more times.

Finally, I heard hurried footsteps in the courtyard, from far to near.

A wrinkled old man opened the door a little, squinted his eyes, and looked at the two vigilantly. Seeing that they were two women, he only asked:

"What are you two doing?"

He Miao explained with a kind face: "Your mansion brought a baby today, and I want to see it."

When the old man heard it, his face changed drastically, and he said sharply: "I haven't seen it!" After saying that, he hurriedly wanted to close the door.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, the door didn't move at all.

He Miao had already stuffed his mahogany sword into the crack of the door.He Miao's mahogany sword was extremely hard, no matter how hard the old man tried, he couldn't close the door.

"Sorry."

He Miao only said coldly.

After all, with all his strength, he pushed open the heavy door.She could sense that there was indeed something different in this house, and she couldn't delay any longer.

The old man was pushed by He Miao and fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to call out loudly.

He Miao took the lead and walked in.

Mrs. Fan followed closely behind.

The huge house, with carved beams and painted buildings, and corridors and waists, has no servants, but is empty.

The sun was shining brightly, but the house was filled with gloom.

It's really weird.

He Miao looked up at the sun, the sun was hanging high above her head.She lowered her head and noticed that she was almost out of sight.

She didn't realize that it was almost noon—the time of day when the yang energy was at its peak.

He Miao took out the compass, and the needle of the compass steadily pointed to a room in the backyard.

He Miao took three steps and two steps, and ran there directly.

The more you go there, the more vaguely there is a smell in the air, it is a fragrance, and there is also an inexplicable smell mixed in it, what is the fire burning?
He Miao finally arrived at the door of a house, and there was the sound of breathing in the room, not just one person.

He Miao didn't hear the baby crying, but she had an inexplicable intuition that the baby was in the room.

She took a decisive step forward and kicked open the door.

The door slammed down.

The windows of the room were boarded up, and countless oil lamps were lit everywhere, on the table and on the ground.The sun was shining directly at the moment, and the wind followed, and the weak flame was blown to this side.

There are yellow talisman papers pasted all around, and there are all kinds of strange pictures on the talismans.

Among the dotted oil lamps, He Miao saw at a glance that the baby was wrapped in a red cloth and placed on the table in the middle of the oil lamp, motionless.

There seemed to be another person lying on the bed next to him.

At first glance, it was the scene of some sorcery.

When He Miao saw the baby, her breathing was stagnant and her blood was coagulated. She was afraid that she was late.

On the side of the room, a lama dressed in red held a vajra and attacked He Miao.

He Miao quickly raised his sword and started fighting with the Lama.After all, she had just recovered from her old injuries, and she was still at the eighth level of the qi refining stage. As soon as she got started, she was crushed to death by the lama.

Unexpectedly, this person actually has some real skills, which was entrusted by He Miao.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fan also joined the battle.

Madam Fan is so strong, He Miao suddenly felt the pressure around her body lighten up, and soon, she found that Madam Fan didn't need her help at all.

It was more than enough for Mrs. Fan to take care of the lama by herself.

He Miao swiftly put away the sword, kicked away the oil lamp on the ground, and stepped forward to pick up the baby on the table.

The baby didn't cry all the time, she was a little worried in her heart, just afraid...

He Miao got started and felt the baby's pulse immediately. Fortunately, it was still beating.

Lying on the bed next to him was a scrawny old man with surprisingly big eyes.With thinning hair, she was dressed in silk-colored satin clothes, which seemed to be of high value at first glance. She only pointed at He Miao tremblingly and said:
"you……"

A mouthful of phlegm came up, and the old man was speechless, coughing heavily from choking.

He Miao lowered his head and lifted the red cloth from the baby's body, and found that the baby's face had turned blue, and there were more than a dozen slender silver needles pierced on the baby's thin body.

Damn it, it turns out that the baby's eight meridians have been sealed, no wonder it won't cry or move.For such a small child, he can do it well, which is really not as good as a beast.

He Miao quickly pulled out the silver needles one by one.

Finally, after pulling out the silver needle at the baby's throat, the baby opened his throat and began to cry loudly.

He Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

If something happens to the baby, she will regret her decision just now.

The old man was still coughing. Seeing that He Miao wanted to take the baby away, he only leaned out half of his body and stretched out his skinny palm, trying to stop He Miao.

While panting heavily, the old man squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Don't, don't..."

He Miao turned around and glanced at the old man, his face was already dark and thin, surrounded by lifelessness, and he looked like he was exhausted, so he said coldly:
"Old man, there is an old saying that when a person is about to die, his words are good. I think you are about to die, and I kindly advise you, you have never enjoyed any glory and wealth in your life, so you should die."

"Why do you want to live like a ghost and deprive other people's newborns of their lives? Hades told you to die at the third watch, and won't keep you until the fifth watch. I advise you not to struggle."

"I'm getting old, and doing such immoral things, I'm worried about cutting off my children and grandchildren. Let's accumulate some virtue for future generations."

"When the time comes, you can go with peace of mind. In your next life, you will have an early pregnancy."

Yes, the Living Hades is her.

He Miao has long seen that the reason why the old man wants to buy a baby is because he wants to keep his life alive.

Death is a rare and common thing, but many people are greedy for the prosperity and beauty of the world, so they move their minds. .

The technique of life extension is against the law of heaven, and she can be regarded as doing justice for the sky this time.

The future of the world belongs to the baby after all, not to an old man who is dying.

After hearing He Miao's words, the old man opened his eyes wide and stared at He Miao intently, his throat was jammed by phlegm, and his face turned purple.

He Miao glanced at the oil lamps around, they were already upside down, blown out by the wind.

There are only a few lamps left, struggling to support them.

Holding the child in one hand, He Miao drew out the mahogany sword swiftly with the other. With one move, the East Sea raised waves, and a gust of wind blew up in the flat ground, extinguishing all the remaining lamps.

Only then did He Miao smile at the old man on the bed with satisfaction, "Are you satisfied now?"

The old man was finally choked by the mouthful of phlegm, and quickly swallowed.Those eyes were staring at He Miao, it seemed that he could not rest in peace.

He Miao snorted coldly, there are many people who hate her, and she is not afraid of this one.

She said it long ago, she is the king of Hades.

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(End of this chapter)