National Rare Monster Illustrated Book

It was dawn, and Qin Hanguang's body was temporarily placed in the original room. The talisman paper used to seal the door was torn off for no reason, and now it was sealed back again, and two more people were guarding the door.

Qin Zhengming, who had aged quite a bit overnight, did not intend to bury Qin Hanguang immediately, saying that he really didn't have the energy now, and he had to organize a funeral for his son after everything was over.

The time for the psychic channeling was set by Shen Qing at midnight the next day. After talking about the materials to be prepared, he went back to the room to catch up on sleep.The Qin family can go about their activities as usual without sleep all night, but he can't.Ink Snake is prone to sleepiness in winter, not to mention that he had consumed his demon power not long ago and needs to rest to replenish it.

Shen Qing slept for a whole day, and woke up once in the middle, because he noticed that someone was approaching his room.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Black Snake sharply opened his eyes, his eyes were sober and calm, without any signs of sleepiness.

Fu Hua was sitting by the window shaking a bunch of branches, when he heard the knock on the door, he ran to the door quickly, and let the outsiders in with Shen Qing's tacit consent.

It's Qin Mo.

"Why are you still sleeping?"

The wheelchair turned automatically, and he came to the bedside, and raised his hand to smooth Shen Qing's soft hair.

Shen Qing turned her head and was about to let Fu Hua see off the guests, but the dryad boy jumped out of the window long ago, thinking that he had cleverly made room for the two people in the room.

Shen Qing: "..."

With his back to Qin Mohe, he buried himself in the warm blanket again.

"ignore me?"

Shen Qing's action inexplicably pleased Qin Mo, and there was a slight smile in his deep voice, "Throw it away after you use it up, what a little snake."

Shen Qing closed her eyes, pretending she didn't hear it.

Qin Mo drew a strand of ink hair and played with it in his hand, as if he was stroking a treasure.After a while, he leaned down and whispered in Shen Qing's ear: "There is something in the company that I need to rush back to, and I will come back to accompany you in the afternoon."

The hot breath sprayed on the sensitive ear side, causing a small itching.Shen Qing shrank involuntarily, and buried her face in the soft pillow.

"Let's go, little black snake."

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, Qin Mo tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair with his slender knuckles, and closed the door soundlessly.

……

After a brief silence, the black-haired boy jumped in from the window and rushed to the bed with great interest.

"My lord, does he like you?"

"..."

"I think it should be. You see, he even came here to tell you his itinerary. If he didn't like it, he definitely wouldn't miss someone like that."

"..."

"That's the head of the Qin family. Don't look at how miserable the Qin family is now. If the name Qin Mo is mentioned outside, even the members of the Yao Neighborhood Committee will respect him. There is only one thing, his temper is very bad. Anger is unpredictable, cloudy and sunny, and at first glance, he doesn't look like a man who will hurt others——Hey, how come the information on Tiandao Baidu is slightly different from the real person?"

"You talk a lot,"

Shen Qing said, "Go out."

"There is a little more, my lord, please listen to me."

Fu Hua said, "It is also said on Tiandao Baidu that Qin Mo has the appearance of a golden dragon, Ziwei protects his body, and Emperor Xingzhuan——ah, ah, my lord! My lord, I was wrong ah ah ah—"

Shen Qing picked up the back of his neck and threw the fluffy dryad boy out.

He finished this action expressionlessly, curled up in the warm blanket, and closed his eyes.

-

"Sir...Mr. Ji?"

When Shen Qing woke up again, it was already late at night.

The sky outside the window was completely dark. He sat up and heard Qin Heng's voice outside the door: "It's almost twelve o'clock...Mr. Ji, are you there?"

"exist."

Shen Qing rubbed the center of her brows and put on her black robe casually after sleeping for a whole day.

He opened the door, and Qin Heng standing at the door was straight and looked very nervous.

"Mr. Ji."

Shen Qing said: "Is everything ready?"

Qin Heng nodded: "It's all ready—Sir, how do you feel now?"

"I can't die, lead the way."

"..."

Qin Heng smiled, "Okay."

He took Shen Qing to the fourth floor, and after passing Shen Qing's instructions, all the rooms on this floor were emptied, the doors on both sides of the corridor were closed, only the door of the third room on the right was half-closed, revealing the darkness inside. .

It was Zheng Qiuyu's room that had been covered in dust for many years.

Qin Heng paused, and said in a low voice: "I... only found out today that this is my mother's former room."——a small corner that was deliberately concealed.

"In the future you will know more things you don't know."

Shen Qing said lightly, "Where's your father?"

"He said he wanted him to stay in the grandfather's room, and there are too many people in the way, so you don't need to pay attention to him, sir."

Perhaps because of knowing more about his biological mother, Qin Heng's attitude towards Qin Zhengming's father has undergone a subtle change, and he no longer respects him as much as he did at the beginning when referring to him.

Shen Qing paused, and said casually, "Where's Qin Mo?"

"Uncle?"

Qin Heng said, "He has returned to the city. After all, the company is busy with affairs, so he may not have so much time to stay here."

"……Oh, I see."

Liar, remember.

Shen Qing coldly pushed open the door and walked in.

There is a bed in the room, as well as simple tables and chairs.Zheng Qiuyu used to live with her husband, but later Qin Zhengming kept bringing other women home, so she was forced to move to the fourth floor.

Although it is very old, traces of life left by the hostess can still be found here.Looking at the room layout, Qin Heng's eyes were red, and under Shen Qing's guidance, he walked to a spacious area in the room that was specially cleared.

There stood a mirror against the wall, around which eleven candles were arranged.There is an incense burner on the far side of the mirror, four sticks of incense are inserted in the incense burner, there is a brazier in front of the incense burner, and a woman's old clothes are placed beside it.

Ding--

Bells were strung with red wires, which were hung between the half-closed door and the wall by Shen Qingsong.He picked up the old clothes on the ground and threw them into the brazier. The flames rose up in an instant and then gradually lowered, silently burning the old clothes into a pile of ashes.

The flame was extinguished, and Shen Qing took out another small knife. The snow-white blade cut Qin Heng's palm, and blood fell into the brazier, mixing with ashes.

He half-kneeled in front of the incense burner, his slender fingers were stained with blood and ash, and drew a small formation. With the last stroke, the four sticks of incense in the incense burner slowly burned.

"Go sit over there, look in the mirror, and don't look back no matter what happens."

Curls of smoke floated up, Black Snake's face was blurred in the white mist, only his clear and watery voice could be heard.

Qin Heng sat in front of the mirror as he said, and all he could see were the flickering candlelight and the clock reflected in the mirror.

He stared at the hour hand slowly pointing to twelve o'clock, motionless, as if he had settled down.

The smoke enveloped silently, like a light veil covering his face, making him unable to see clearly what was in front of him.

mom……

As time passed by, Qin Heng smelled the smell of burning incense candles, and his body was covered with white mist that seemed to float like nothingness. His consciousness was in a trance, like duckweed shaking with water, and he didn't know where he was.

[......]

Indistinctly, someone whispered in his ear, Qin Heng barely pulled himself together, and tried his best to distinguish what the person said.

[......]

The voice is low and noisy, and it is difficult to distinguish.Amidst all the noise, Qin Heng saw a blurry figure in the mirror, walking slowly past him step by step, walking towards another place.

That direction is... Mr. Ji.

He opened his eyes wide, and turned his head in amazement the next second: "Ji——"

At this moment, he finally heard the low female voice clearly.

[quick, go]

tick.

Ding ding ding ding ding——! !

The pointer pointed to twelve o'clock, the bell shook violently, the incense ash broke, and the candle went out in an instant.

"puff--"

Shen Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, a little bit of blood splashed on the incense burner, it was shockingly scarlet.

boom -

Thunder pierced the sky, the earth trembled, and the Qin family's old house collapsed in the violent shaking, smoke and dust rose everywhere, flying sand and rocks.

Qin Heng threw out a handful of talisman papers during the fall, and the talisman papers automatically connected to support his falling body.

He fell into the ruins, rolled around on the spot and then struggled to get up, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Mr. Ji!"

"..."

A huge magic circle stretched out, and under the deep black cold light were countless pairs of pale dead hands protruding from the sea of ​​blood in hell, and the chains engraved with dark red talismans fluttered, reflecting the sky as red as blood.

The black snake was locked in the center of the magic circle, with its head bowed, blood flowed from the corner of its mouth, and a few strands of black hair hung down, hooking its pale, bloodless jaw.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

Someone was laughing wildly, emerging from the rubble.His hands were stained with blood, and beside his feet was a dead body—the body of Zheng Suqin.

"Father?"

Qin Heng's feet went limp, and he sat slumped in the dust all over the floor.

Qin Zhengming walked to the edge of the formation step by step. The usually honest and useless eldest son of Qin had disappeared. Now here is a thug with a crazy cold light in his eyes.

"Hahahaha! Didn't think of it?"

He grinned grimly, his face distorted slightly, "I've been targeting you from the beginning! Mo, snake, big, man!"

"...I really didn't expect that,"

Shen Qing wiped off the blood on the corner of her lips, raised her head and smiled coldly, "You use your biological father as the eye of the formation, and your relatives as the blood sacrifice... you set up not only the spirit-leading formation, but also this demon-binding formation."

"Leading the spirit array, attracting other people's spiritual energy, and using it for my own use - if the black snake is used as the source of demonic power, the Qin family can continue to thrive for thousands of years!"

Qin Zhengming twitched all over, his voice trembling violently due to excessive excitement, "The Qin family will rise again in my generation, not by Qin Mo, that useless person—"

Qin Heng retracted his palms, and suddenly grabbed the sharp stones under his body.

The Spirit Yin Formation cannot see blood, so anyone who saw the blood... Qin Hanguang, Zheng Suqin... were killed by Qin Zhengming, and sacrificed to the Demon Binding Formation.

The palm was cut by the corner of the stone, and the pain spread all over his body, but he didn't feel it at all.

Pop, pop, pop.

"It's amazing, it counted me in,"

Shen Qing applauded, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "You set up this formation two months ago. At that time, I was still in the demon world... Who leaked my whereabouts to you."

Qin Zhengming laughed loudly: "Do you think I will tell you?! You just stay here and provide students for my Qin family forever!"

He slapped the ground vigorously with his palm, the magic circle radiated brightly, countless pairs of bloody hands and talisman iron chains flew, and the deep black inorganic cold light reflected Shen Qing's indifferent side face.Bloody streaks climbed up his pale skin, faintly forming a strange red shackle.

"Master Black Snake!!"

Fu Hua rushed out of the forest, the leaves of the forest whirled, his body turned into a thick and gnarled tree trunk, and he crashed headlong into the demon-binding formation.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The thunder light burned the rough skin of the tree trunk, and the boy let out an inhuman scream, accompanied by Qin Zhengming's unbridled laughter... it stopped abruptly.

Grasping the iron chain with pale five fingers, his muscles and bones bulged, Shen Qing tore off the heavy shackles on his body, and took a step forward expressionlessly.

"Who do you think I am."

The black robe was flying wantonly, the black snake stepped on the center of the formation's eyes, the back was as straight as a steel sword drawn out of its sheath, showing its sharpness and showing off its sharpness.

"However, a hundred-year-old junior dares to attack me... Are you tired of working?"