On how the cannon fodder attack is counterattacked by the protagonist

The He family's ancestral hall is at the back of the entire mansion, and occasionally the sun shines, but most of the time it is still damp and cold.

In this kind of place, ghosts are most likely to breed and grow.

After nightfall, Wei Qing cast a magic circle to separate the entire rear ancestral hall from the He family's front yard, so that no matter what happens in the future, it will not disturb the front.

Of course, the premise is that the destructive power will not be very large.

This is the first time for Ah Wu to enter the ancestral hall. Usually, no matter whether it is the servants, housekeepers, or those in charge of the He family, they would not let him get close to this place, but he doesn't care either. Have you suffered less?

After all... People don't treat you as a relative, so he can't make a hot face to stick a cold fart/ass.

The young man thought, he really is a person with a cold nature.

But no matter what, Awu is still only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. In his heart, he still hopes to be loved by his family, especially his parents, but he knows very well that maybe this is just a luxury.

But it’s different now, at least he has a gentleman who treats him well by his side, Ah Wu thought, and secretly glanced at the man on the front right, feeling a sweetness in his heart, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

It happened to be seen by Wei Qing who turned around to tell the little guy to pay attention to safety, and couldn't help being a little strange: Is this kid stupid?Can you still laugh at this time?

Well, maybe the kid is quite courageous, Wei Qing silently found an excuse, and suddenly there was a "ding" in his head.

Before he could find out what was going on with that "ding", a faint light suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was a muffled sound on the ground under his feet. Wei Qing hurriedly pulled the boy over and held him under his armpit, and put up a protective cover around his body.

The feeling of falling rapidly was uncomfortable, but fortunately, the process didn't take long, and Wei Qing quickly put his feet on the ground and looked in all directions by the way.

The young man who was caught under the man's armpit like a chick was put down, his face was reddish, but he quickly followed his husband to look at the surrounding environment.

Wei Qing raised his head and could see a bare board about ten meters above his head, presumably it should be the floor of the room where they were staying.

That room... seems to be the place where the memorial tablets of the He family were enshrined, so what about here?

"Sir, look there." Wei Qing's slightly soft voice attracted Wei Qing's attention, and he looked in the direction of A Wu's finger, only to see a faint green light near the ground.

He casually took out a night pearl from the storage bag, and the dark place instantly brightened up a lot. Wei Qing unconsciously moved closer to the boy, keeping him within his protection range.

Pointing not far away, the young man whose eyes had been fixed on the man silently moved closer, and really smelled the unique fragrance of the gentleman on the tip of his nose.

The bright green light that Ah Wu's finger pointed to formed a thin line, and it turned out that it came out from "the crack in the door".

Since it's not a strange thing, Wei Qing is not in a hurry to explore, and first scans the environment in front of him.

The range that the Ye Mingzhu can illuminate is not very large, but fortunately, there is not much space here, and Wei Qing can see it all at a glance.

This is a confined space surrounded by walls, and it seems that there is no way out except for the area above their heads where they fell, but the green light in front of them clearly shows that this is not the case.

There are gaps and light, which means there is still space behind the wall in front of you.

While Wei Qing was looking around, Ah Wu was not idle. He tore a piece of cloth to wrap his palms, and then went to the wall, feeling around.

What the fingers touched were some small and round bumps, and then Awu touched something, and after a burst of "creaking", the entire wall shone with light.

The startled young man quickly took a step back, just in time to bump into the man's arms, and was patted on the shoulder and pulled behind him.

Wei Qing didn't say anything, covered the light of the night pearl with his sleeves and looked up at the wall, only to see green bright spots dormant on the wall, forming a strange pattern.

Maybe it has something to do with strange and obscene techniques such as Qimen Bajia, but Daoist Wei doesn't understand this aspect.

"Sir, this..."

Before Ah Wu finished speaking, he saw his husband raised his palm and landed on the thick wall. In an instant, the wall began to crack from the palm, and the cracks covered the entire wall in the shape of a spider web.

Then... with a "crash", countless powders fell down, glowing green light.

Well, since we don't know how to solve it, let's demolish it violently, Wei Qing thought so.

Filled with fluorescent green light is a very long path, winding and winding, leading to nowhere.

Wei Qing silently measured the size of the underground palace and the size of the He Mansion in his heart, and guessed that the end of the tunnel had already left the He Mansion.

The two have already arrived here, there is no reason to turn back, and they haven't encountered any danger so far, so they push forward all the way.

The tunnel is curved, but fortunately there is no fork in the road. After walking for a while, Wei Qing found that the tunnel became more and more humid and dark, and the white light of the night pearl seemed cold and gloomy.

The young man kept walking close to him, especially when he looked at him with reverence and admiration, Wei Qing unconsciously felt a little benefited.

The long tunnel seems to have no end, but there are few traps, at least in the eyes of the Taoist chief, it is just a trick.

After walking for a while, the rustling noise became louder, and Wei Qing noticed that the corner of the lot where they were at the moment was covered with green ghost grass.

The ghost grass is not common in the world, but it is definitely not a rare thing, but it can be found in places with strong yin and resentment.

It seems that there are "ghosts" in this place.

One after another suppressed and miserable groans came from the depths of the tunnel, from low to high, as if they were enduring some great pain.

Wei Qing lifted the collar of the young man beside him, wandered around, and soon came to an iron door, and the groan/groan sound came from inside the door.

The palm was pressed against the iron gate. As before, Wei Qing planned to dismantle it violently, but the iron gate did not respond except for a tremor.

There must be a formation drawn on the door that can lock the things inside, and this formation is actually impossible for him to break through now, Wei Qing couldn't help frowning.

"Sir, there is a small groove here." A Wu, who was also observing the giant door, pointed to a very inconspicuous small hole on the doorknob.

Wei Qing looked over in response, and sure enough, there was a shallow groove on the upper part of the doorknob, and there were some traces of dryness in it, and a faint smell of blood.

With some speculation in mind, Wei Qing grabbed the child's slender wrist, looked at his eyes that looked at him with a bit of shyness and strange emotion, and said seriously: "I will borrow your blood."

The scene behind the iron door that opened in response made both of them take a breath - countless iron chains stretched out from the four walls, tightly bound the woman kneeling on the big array in the center of the room, and there was a strong smell of blood A real, scarlet black mist mixed with gloom poured out.

With just one glance, Wei Qing can confirm that the woman in the formation is the one he saw last night.

But in terms of the current situation, the woman is clearly restrained, and the dark light surging from the chain also shows that the formation is not simple, so why was she sneaked out by this woman last night?

Is it because the night of the full moon is very cloudy?

The complex and huge formation is surrounded by piles of white bones, as if it was piled up here a long time ago, and this formation... Although Wei Qing is not good at formation, it can be seen that the formation has a long history, and it has become more and more mature now. on the brink of failure.

Thinking of the purpose of bringing the young man this time, Wei Qing sighed inwardly, and suddenly felt that the longer he practiced, the colder his heart became.

"Awu, do you still remember your own mother?"

The young man was startled, his eyes widened slightly, he looked at the man and then at the woman in the formation, as if he understood something.

At the same time, the woman whose limbs were all tied up in the formation seemed to have sensed it, and looked towards them suddenly, her face was pale and thin covered by a head of dry hair.

"My son..."

Awu heard a soft voice like a sigh, and his mind was full of this call, he didn't even hear the dryness and shrillness in the voice, as if he was possessed by a demon, he was about to step into the formation in a daze.

It wasn't until a clean and slender hand rested on his shoulder that Ah Wu came back to his senses and looked at the owner of the hand.

"Calm down, calm down, don't disturb." Wei Qing opened his lips, and after saying these six words, he turned his palm into a finger and pointed at the center of the young man's eyebrows.

Ah Wu only felt a burst of cool breath entering his body, and when he felt comfortable all over, he felt that the altar was much clearer, and looking inside the formation, the woman clearly knelt and sat there motionless.

Withdrawing his hand, Wei Qing glanced at the woman, then at the young man, and sighed: "Awu, don't blame me for bringing you here."

"That woman..." The man sighed, why didn't I understand, and when I thought of the call I heard just now, I bit my lip unconsciously.

He didn't expect that his mother, whom he hadn't seen since he was born, was still there, so close and so far away from him.

Ah Wu's mood is complicated. If he could be a few years earlier, then he might not be as indifferent as he is now. Why would he be unhappy when he learned that his mother is still alive?

But the little things in these years have long obliterated this extravagant hope in his heart. When a person is used to loneliness, he will become indifferent.

It's just that seeing his mother, the instinct of blood being thicker than water is still there, and the boy is still uncontrollably worried, mixed with a trace of intimacy.

Wei Qing naturally saw what the young man was thinking, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Even if he saw his biological mother, it was already separated from man and nature.

Trapped in this formation for many years, this woman must have died, but her body and soul were trapped, maybe... even refined.

But to let this child meet his mother, it can be regarded as a fulfillment of a wish.

After comforting the boy, Wei Qing looked at the woman in the formation, who also looked back at the same time, with a pair of lifeless eyes between the scattered hair.

The formation in the room is very ingenious, combined with the way the iron door is opened, Wei Qing guessed that maybe this is a formation laid down by an ancestor of the He family himself or by an expert, in order to trap something and cover something. keep it secret.

It's just that this secret is too shocking. In order to prevent the descendants of the He family from worrying and panicking, it was not passed down from generation to generation. But the time has come, how long can we keep it a secret?

After carefully observing the formation in the room, in fact, it only took a few breaths before Wei Qing stretched out his hand that was tucked in his wide sleeve.

A Wu who followed silently by the side immediately looked over, staring at those slender white hands, and already began to imagine what kind of miraculous formation the owner of the hands would draw with these hands.

It shouldn't hurt my mother, right?A Wu thought, although he guessed some bad truths from the man's words.

So under the mixed emotions of the teenager's curiosity and admiration mixed with worry and sadness, the man moved.

Uh, wait, who can tell him who is the man in white and black hair that appears in the mirror image formed by the rising smoke after a simple formation?