Ghost Eye Onmyoji

Chapter 163 This life has been given to you (4)
Meteor looked at the slowly approaching black smoke. All it could dodge was a one-stroke attack like the Blazing Curse and the long sword, but the long whip was different. When you pull out the long whip, as long as you use the right strength Yes, you can whip it again when you take it back!
Grabbing the long whip in one hand, he lashed out at the cloud of black smoke.

What Meteor didn't expect was that when the long whip was whipped, a long red light streaked across the air, and when the black smoke came into contact with the red light, it seemed to be water evaporated by high temperature, and it disappeared all of a sudden up.

Meteor rolled up the long whip in a daze, and looked up and down: "This long whip is so powerful? No wonder your master wants it so much!"

Mo Yan didn't answer. Although he didn't know what the black smoke was, when he rushed up, he seemed to smell a shadow somewhere.

I am a wolf demon with a keen sense of smell, and I have known Ying for so long, it is impossible not to distinguish her smell!

"Meteor, let's get off at the next stop!"

Mo Yan dragged Meteor to the back compartment quickly, Meteor was a little puzzled, and broke away from Mo Yan's hand.

"what happened?"

"This matter should be done by Ying. As for the black smoke, it may be given to Ying by the owner. Obviously, the black smoke is coming towards us. If we stay here again, then the people in this car will die , it’s not just the two of them!”

Meteor looked at the man and woman lying on the ground, and immediately responded, "Okay! Get out of the car later!"

This is their business, if Ying really came for them, then he shouldn't drag others down.

Because there was a murder case on the train, the train stopped immediately at the next station. Meteor and Mo Yan took advantage of the chaos of the crowd and left with their luggage.

The two carried their luggage, and they didn't know how far they had traveled. They only knew that this was a small town, but most of the people in the town were old people and children, and there were really few young people.

This is not a strange thing, but those village names looked like they saw a ghost when they saw the shooting star, and a few old people and their children suddenly rushed to kneel in front of the shooting star, and kowtowed non-stop. Muttering in his mouth: "The gods have appeared! The gods have appeared!"

Meteor was a little dazed, she had never been to this town before, could these village names be treating her as some kind of god?If you don't explain yourself, it's disrespectful and blasphemy!
"Old man, you are mistaken, I am just an ordinary person!"

Meteor was in a hurry to pull up the old man closest to him. Who knew that the old man was still stubborn, his hair was white and he still had strength, so he broke free from Meteor's hand: "God, don't lie to me! You are old, but your eyes are fine, I have watched you grow up since I was a child, how can I admit my mistake?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the group of old people behind him also echoed.

Meteor looked at a group of old people kneeling in front of him, which together amounted to almost a thousand years, and he wished he could kneel down.I and Mo Yan only ran here to avoid those people in Ying, and to prevent them from hurting other innocent people. This is a good thing, there are all old people and children here, and they are still "thumping" when they see themselves He knelt down on the ground.

"You are the fairy sister, even if you cut your hair, I can still recognize you!"

A little girl who knelt down with the old man held a small flower in her hand and handed it to Meteor: "Sister Fairy, this is my flower, can you help me find my father?"

"Little sister, I'm not the fairy sister you said, how can I help you find your father?"

Seeing Meteor, the little girl still didn't believe it, she stood up suddenly, took Meteor's hand and ran, ran all the way to the center of the town, then pointed to the statue in the middle and said, "Sister, you still say that is not you?"

Meteor looked up, and the white jade statue seemed to have been carved for many years, and the jade had turned yellow from the wind and rain.And the statue's eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips are nothing like his own.

It's just that the long hair that reaches the ground is different.The woman in the statue has a long whip wrapped around her waist, with flames under her feet. It is unknown who the sculptor is, even the flying hair is carved out.

"Mo'er..."

Meteor didn't even need to think about it, the one in front of him, other than that little Emperor Ji Mo'er, could not be anyone else.

The emotion contained in these eyes is vividly engraved, if the sculptor is not very familiar with Mo'er, they will not be able to carve such a masterpiece.

Just, why is this statue here?And why do these villagers respect Mo'er so much?Even this reincarnation of myself has a bit of light!

Mo Yan on the side was also taken aback, looking at the statue and then at the shooting star.

"You...how?...Isn't this too similar?"

Meteor took a funny look, turned to the little girl and said: "Little sister, my sister is really not the fairy sister of the statue you mentioned. I don't know if I can help you find your father. You should tell me about your father first." Let me tell you!"

At this time, the old man who took the lead in kneeling before also rushed over. The old man wiped his hands, tidied his gray hair, and even the red rope tied with his hair, and then walked to Meteor He said respectfully in front of her: "This child is my granddaughter. All the men in our town disappeared three years ago because of a mysterious exorcism."

"Exorcism? Do you know how to exorcise demons?"

Meteor looked at the old man, a little surprised, all the men in a town went out to participate in the exorcism?
The old man nodded, his falcon-like eyes suddenly locked on Mo Yan: "He is a monster, and he is not shallow, he should have practiced for many years..."

Then he poked his nose out and sniffed again, shaking his head and said: "No, no! All these skills of his have come from practicing sorcery. If he continues like this, it will be difficult to achieve a positive result!"

The words were full of regret, but Mo Yan didn't appreciate it, and stepped back a little, getting far away from the old man.

"I don't want to hide this. If I hide my identity, you won't be able to smell it with that nose for a year or so!"

(End of this chapter)