God lures him to attack

Each nail is engraved with a character, namely: Qin, Hu, Gan, Mo, Lu, and the inscription of Qin character is dyed with cinnabar red, which means that these nails were left by Qin Huai.

"These words...?" Lu Yao looked at the words engraved on the nail, thoughtfully.

Qin should refer to Qin Huai; Hu may refer to the Hu family who guard the artifact; Gan should refer to the Gan family, and there is only Gan Zongde left in the Gan family, so Gan should refer to Gan Zongde; Mo refers to Mo Xi; Lu?Did he mean himself?

Lu Yao couldn't help frowning. Thousands of years ago, he didn't exist in this era, so why did Qin Huai know of his existence?There seemed to be many mysteries hidden in this matter that he didn't know about.

Or is Qin Huai good at fortune-telling?Can you predict the next 1000 years?

"It must be the old man Qin Huai who wants to guide us to find him, and he must be thinking about how to get rid of Bai Qiancha." Gan Zongde said without thinking,

It seems to have a relationship with Qin Huai.

"Do you know Qin Huai?" Lu Yao asked.

Before Gan Zongde could reply, Mo Xi, who had finished spreading the quilt, walked over slowly, and told the story: "Qin Huai's surname is Lu, and his first name is Qin Huai. She hides her surname so that no one will find her."

"The Gan family and the Lu family used to be the two major families of witches and clams in the Tianhua Yao country. The two families fought for the favor of the emperor. When Bai Qiancha was born, the Lu family predicted that he would be a disaster for the Tianhua Yao country. Because of his prophecy Bai Qiancha was thrown off a cliff when she was born." Sitting at the table, Mo Xi talked about the relationship between the Lu family and the Gan family.

The hexagrams calculated by the Gan family were roughly the same as those of the Lu family, but the Gan family believed that the child was innocent, so they secretly rescued Bai Qiancha.Knowing this, the emperor sent people to hunt them down, and the Gan family was brutally massacred and almost wiped out. In order to avenge the emperor, the person who adopted Bai Qiancha drew the blood of his daughter into Bai Qiancha's body, turning him into a monster.

That's why Bai Qiancha led the army of ghosts and monsters back to take revenge.

"Bai Qiancha's nature is not bad, but the only one who can bring him back to the right path

people die. "Mo Xi sighed. He saw all of this from a picture scroll, which recorded many things, probably left by the person Bai Qiancha cared about. "Bai Qiancha no longer has love in her heart. Then he became violent, and the Gan family also discovered this and decided to get rid of him with their own hands. "

"But it didn't work." The Gan family rested their chins, and took over the conversation, "Bai Qiansha is invulnerable to water and fire, and the flesh and blood of ordinary people can't fight the drought."

In order not to be cursed by the gods, the descendants of the Gan family launched a plan to eliminate demons, and finally Gan Zongde, the god stick, was left.

"Qin Huai has been looking for me and wants to join hands with me to get rid of Bai Qiancha." Gan Zongde took a long breath and explained the reason why he went around like a magic stick, "but I don't want to die before I'm 30." He was killed by Bai Qiancha, so he has been hiding from Qin Huai."

Lu Yao suddenly fell into deep thought. He was thinking, since he can go back thousands of years through the gate of life, can he also take Mo Xi to the 21st century?In this way, they escaped a catastrophe, no, no, Bai Qiansha is immortal, and it is more than enough to live for tens of thousands of years.

Then he will be able to find them too.

"Have you ever seen a golden sword?" Lu Yao's expression became serious, and he decided to end Bai Qiancha here, in the name of God, "That sword can kill gods and demons, as long as you find that sword, I can get rid of Bai Qiancha."

Mo Xi couldn't help frowning slightly. She already knew what the knife he was talking about was forged by the Hu family from the relics of hundreds of eminent monks and the golden bodies of Arhats.

But this knife, not everyone can use it, must...

"It was taken away by Qin Huai, and now it may be in Qin Huai's hands, or it may have returned to the Hu family." Mo Xi avoided the serious and told Lu Yao the whereabouts of the knife.

At this moment, the five long nails seemed to have life force suddenly, tremblingly stood up from the table, and suddenly formed a continuous five-pointed star pattern, and the light overflowed from the top of this pattern, and a mock-up of an octagonal tower appeared .

The three people sitting around the table were frightened, and they moved back one after another, and the octagonal tower floating in the air slowly disappeared, and then, a

An old man in patchwork clothes floated in the air, as if projected by a projector from somewhere else.

Lu Yao looked at Qin Huai in the video, and felt that he looked very similar to Grandpa Lu. Could it be that Qin Huai was Grandpa Lu's ancestor?

"If you want to get rid of Bai Qiancha, come to Longshan Octagonal Pagoda." After Qin Huai finished speaking, the image disappeared, and the five spikes lost their buoyancy and fell back on the table, making a dull echo.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and the three of them had their own thoughts.

And this image was printed in the eyes of the crow on the tree outside the house. The crow turned its head, wailed, and flew away.

Crowds of palaces were covered with night, and the lanterns under the eaves swayed in the wind, like a ghostly fire. A crow flew through the night and landed on the shoulder of a man with white hair and black robe, opening its mouth and screaming non-stop.

At first, the man just stroked his silky white hair, then frowned and flicked his sleeves.

The croaking crow jumped out of his shoulder, and when it landed headless, the maid who was waiting on the side trembled in shock.

"Noisy." Bai Qiancha's long and narrow eyes moved slightly, like fanned eyelashes.

He raised his wings, and his red pupils concealed murderous intent. He glanced at the crow frozen on the floor, got up and walked out of the palace.

If you open the window, before seeing the moon, you can see a black shadow across the night sky.

"Is he looking for that person who looks like Zi Yu again?" Ruoran couldn't help but sigh, and when he was distracted, a white pigeon flew into the window.

With a smile on his face, Ruoran gently took off the small note on the pigeon's anklet, and murmured the words on it: "There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget it when I see it, and I will miss it in a day, and I will miss it like crazy."

The flame of the candlestick danced on Ruoran's reddish cheeks. She studied ink and laid paper, and wrote a reply letter with a pen.

The white dove flew out of the window and disappeared into the hazy night.

When Nan Jueming received the reply, it was already noon the next day. He was sitting on the small attic with a window open, and the blue sky and white clouds outside the barrier were floating in his eyes.

"May I be like a star king like a moon, with a bright and clean night and night stream." Nan Jueming read Ruoran's reply letter, with a faint smile on his lips, he rolled his eyes, moved his thin lips, and murmured poetry , and then crawled at the table to write a reply.

A white dove the same color as his shirt was perched on his window sill, strutting around, waiting for him to roll up the note and put it in the iron ring on its ankle.

"Go." Nan Jueming stuffed the letter into the iron ring on the pigeon's ankle, took it out of the window, threw it up, and the pigeon flew out of the barrier.

This time, he waited hard for three days, but he didn't see his carrier pigeon fly back.

Got lost in the woods?Or was it blocked by an enchantment?Or was he dismissed because the letter he replied was not poetic enough?No, I have to go down the mountain to find out the situation.

After having this idea, Nan Jueming folded a little paper man, he blew a breath, and the little paper man changed into his appearance and sat where he was originally sitting.

"In this way, Hu Dudu won't find out that I'm not guarding the tower." Nan Jue Ming wiped his nose shyly, brushed a few strands of hair hanging from his temples, and slipped out of the room where the god-killer was released. Tower of knives.