sun and moon return

With a sound of "squeak", Du Yan, shirtless, stood inside the door, revealing an angry look from the small crack of the door. He was not polite, and when he saw the right and wrong people, he directly closed the door with a "bang". the door.

"Mr. Liu's death is just the beginning." Feidao's voice was not loud, mixed with the sound of rain, what Du Yan heard was very clear.

The door opened suddenly, and Du Yan stood at the door, glaring fiercely at Fei and said, "You're talking nonsense."

"Where is the mountain spirit, the Daxiong Palace?" Fei Dao turned a deaf ear and continued to ask.

Du Yan's anger was a little shattered, but only for a moment, he slapped the door frame: "Get out of Shengquan Temple." The door frame trembled slightly, telling the master's anger, the rain washed down Du Yan's body, and the bronze-colored body Tight, like a bow ready to go.

"Since you are the one who established the connection with the mountain spirit, why is he the one who controls it?"

The door frame had reached the limit of what it could bear, and Du Yan, like a furious gorilla, tore off the door frame and threw it at Feidao.

With a bang, the door frame shattered, and Du Yan, who lost his strength, almost fell to the ground. Feidao, who stepped aside, looked at him coldly: "Mr. Liu, how did you die?"

The thunder exploded, and Du Yan knelt in the muddy water like crazy, holding his head and roaring. After venting, he got up slumped and staggered into the courtyard.

Standing behind Feidao, Zheli couldn't figure it out, only thinking that the master had grasped many key clues.Seeing that Feidao raised his foot to go in, he quickly followed.

Leaving from Duyan, Zheli was thinking about what Duyan said all the way, and these things seemed to be expected by Feidao, Zheli strode to catch up with Feidao: "Master, didn't you guess it a long time ago?"

Feidao looked at him: "Guess some."

"If Mr. Liu died because of the possession of the mountain spirit, where did the mountain spirit go after his death?" Zhe Li frowned and thought.

Before they knew it, the two had already returned to the monastery, and there happened to be a young novice in front of the door. Seeing the two coming back, he rushed up to greet them: "Two benefactors, Mrs. Zhou asked me to bring this here."

It was Mrs. Zhou's invitation to accept the gift.

"Amitabha." The little novice turned and left.

Zheli opened the invitation to thank Feidao. Madam Zhou hosted a banquet at home and sent a carriage to wait outside the temple to invite them to the banquet.

"Piansheng is at this time..." Zheli handed the invitation to Feidao, "Master, Mrs. Zhou said that she sent a carriage to wait outside the temple, shall we go?"

"go."

The answer without hesitation made Zheli a little puzzled.

Didn't the master always dislike such occasions?Could it be that there are other hidden secrets about Madam Zhou?

Full of doubts, Zheli followed Feidao to the outside of the temple, and the Zhou family's carriage was waiting in the rain.

Fei Dao and Tong Zheli got into the carriage, the driver drove the horse, and with the sound of the wheels, the carriage slowly went down the mountain.

With the sound of rain, Zheli raised the curtain of the car and looked outside.

In a blink of an eye, they were outside the gate of Zhou's mansion. When they heard that the two were coming, Master Zhou and his wife came to greet him at the gate of the mansion.

Mr. Zhou is in his thirties, in his prime, he is tall and tall, with a handsome face and a firm body, he must be a martial arts practitioner.Mrs. Zhou's complexion was rosy and plump.

"Today's weather is bad, and I told my husband that I'm afraid we won't be able to come." Mrs. Zhou said with a gentle smile.

Feidao bowed his hands to the two of them with a discounted gift: "Considering the time, it's almost time to take another look for Madam."

"Often I heard Yazhen say that you two, now that I see you, it's really extraordinary!" Master Zhou clasped his fists at the two of them, "Thank you for your kindness in taking care of me before. Please come inside."

Everyone walked through the corridor and passed the ancestral hall. When they raised their eyes, they saw the statue of the saint enshrined in it.

Zheli followed the non-dao gaze and couldn't help being surprised.He looked back at Feidao, who gave him a flat look.

"Mrs. Zhou." Zheli asked aloud, "I don't think the Buddha statue enshrined there looks like a normal one. Where did it come from?"

Mrs. Zhou looked at the statue of the saint: "I also asked for it in Shengquan Temple. The abbot said that this statue can best protect children. At that time, my fetal gas was not stable, so I asked for it back."

When we came to the living room, the food and wine were ready, and the guests and hosts had a good time during the banquet.

After lunch, Mr. Zhou was busy, so he left first. It was raining heavily, and Mrs. Zhou simply led the injustice and the gift, and chatted in the living room.

The servant came to report in a hurry, Mrs. Zhou was overjoyed when she heard the news: "Today is really a good day, please invite her in."

It turned out that Mrs. Zhou had been looking for relatives all these years, and finally found an aunt in the family, who is now waiting outside the door.

The plainly dressed woman entered the door, saw Mrs. Zhou at the door, and burst into tears: "Zhenzhen, it's really you, Zhenzhen."

Madam Zhou's eyes got wet, she rushed up and hugged the woman: "Auntie, it's me, it's me."

The two of them whimpered and cried together, and the servant girl hurriedly persuaded her: "Madam, take care of your body, it's a good thing to find your loved ones, don't cry and ruin the young master."

Mrs. Zhou smiled while crying: "You're right... Auntie, it's hard work, we're talking inside, come in and get warm."

The aunt and nephew entered the door, and seeing the injustice and the gift, Mrs. Zhou said: "These two immortal elders have protected my pregnancy before. Today, by coincidence, I am hosting a banquet for them."

After the two parties greeted each other, Mrs. Zhou sat down next to her aunt, and took a towel to wipe the rain off her face: "Auntie, where have you been all these years, I have been looking for you for five full years."

The woman sighed, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief after a long time: "After the disaster that year, I escaped by pretending to be dead. I know you are still alive. I wandered around, and only heard the news of your search for relatives a few years ago. I feel like you, but I am not sure. I came from the north and trekked through mountains and rivers. I have walked this way for more than a year."

Just as he was talking, the old woman began to cry again, and the two hugged each other again.

Zheli and Feidao looked at each other, wanting to leave, but couldn't get in.

The old woman wiped away the tears from her face, and held Mrs. Zhou's face in her hands: "Seeing that you are living so happily and having a child, my aunt is relieved."

"Aunt." Mrs. Zhou pursed her lips again.

"Don't cry, don't cry, child," the old woman patted her lightly, "You are a blessed person, don't cry."

"Mrs. Zhou," Zheli got up, "it's a good thing for relatives to reunite, so I won't bother you with Master..."

"Yazhen, I heard that there are guests again."

Before Zheli could finish speaking, Mr. Zhou's loud voice came from outside, his footsteps were eager, Mrs. Zhou was standing up to meet him, when he appeared in front of the door.

The woman also fumbled to stand up with a smile, but the smile suddenly froze on her face, and she looked at Master Zhou suspiciously.

Those hawk-like eyes looked at her.

The towel in the woman's hand fell to the ground, and she fell to the ground in fright, her eyes fixed on Master Zhou: "It's you?! It's you!"

The muscles on her face trembled, she didn't know whether she was clenching her teeth too tightly or her whole body was trembling due to the stimulation of reality. on my lord.

"Aunt..." Mrs. Zhou turned pale with shock.

"Help Madam back to the room." The gentleness on Master Zhou's face was wiped away, and the murderous aura was intense, he looked at the woman in front of him coldly, and Zheli also stood up with the killing intent.

Feidao immediately got up.

Master Zhou raised his head: "You two honorable guests, I'm being rude today, and Zhou will invite you two to talk to each other someday, please."

Feidao glanced at the woman, and walked out the door with a gift.

"Msister, what are you doing? Let me go, you all let me go! What happened?! Let me go!" Mrs. Zhou struggled and shouted in front of the door.

The servants broke Mrs. Zhou's hand from the door frame, and the door closed abruptly.

The woman let out a horrific laugh in the room: "Zhou Jing, you villain," she suddenly shouted, "Zhenzhen, he killed your whole family, I will not admit his mistake, eagle eyes, chin wound, Don't have a sword on your waist... ah..."

The sword was piercing the woman's chest at this moment.

"Don't! Don't! Don't! Aunt! Aunt! Zhou Jing, what are you doing! Let me go! Let me go! Zhou Jing, you beast. Let me go!"

There were heart-piercing cries outside the door, Feidao stopped Zheli.

"Zhenzhen, he is your enemy, Zhenzhen, kill him and avenge your parents. Kill him and avenge your parents. Kill him and avenge your parents." The voice in the room was as loud as The howls of evil spirits squeezed out of the cracks of hell.

"AH!!!!" A man roared from inside the house.

"Master." Zheli looked at Feidao in puzzlement.

"Ah~" Mrs. Zhou hugged her stomach, crying bitterly.

"Admit it, you are a murderer." "You deserve happiness." "You are the devil who destroys other people's happiness with your own hands." "Hahahahaha." "Your pain is the retribution you deserve." "Retribution Hahahahaha."

Countless evil spirits whispered in Zhou Jing's ear, staring at him with red eyes, trying to drag him into hell.

He stood in the bloody hell again, with countless corpses displayed in front of him, his clothes were wet and bloody.

"Madam! Madam!" A bright red color appeared in the rain, and Madam Zhou fainted with the support of everyone.

"Master?!" Zheli rushed forward, using spiritual power to protect Mrs. Zhou.They carried her to the bedroom.

"Go get the doctor." Feidao told his servants.

The servant left in a hurry, and Feidao grabbed Zheli: "It's too late." Zheli looked at him puzzled, "When I exorcised her that day, I discovered that she was stillborn."

Zheli looked at Mrs. Zhou in disbelief: "How come..."

"That evil spirit wanted to use this stillborn fetus to reincarnate. After being subdued by us, the fetus lost its soul." Feidao replied in a low voice.

He went out, pushed away the room where Zhou Jing was, and Zheli followed.

The room was empty, only Zhou Jing was left standing on the spot with a lonely face like ashes.

"What's the matter, where's the woman?"

Feidao made a trick and landed between Zhou Jing's eyebrows. The aura of defeat on his body dissipated instantly, and he fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

"What you see is an old woman, but what I see is a wisp of gray smoke."

Zheli was shocked.