Jinglan doesn't care what Xiaojin is thinking. She must practice well and protect her brother's family.
My brother has spiritual roots. If he practices well, he will definitely become an extraordinary person and become a cultivator. He will live a long life and will not be reincarnated.
The last time I saw my brother, I told him all these things, and he promised me that he would practice hard, try his best to avoid the path of reincarnation, and work hard to become an immortal.
She didn't quite understand how long and difficult the road from a mortal to an immortal was.
She knew that she had encountered an opportunity and she had to work hard to live up to the expectations of her master who had thrown her in.
Naituanzi didn't care about the dispute between the cat and the mouse in Qiankun's bag and let them solve it themselves.
She wants to listen to the ghost girl's story.
The female ghost Ming Juanjuan was beckoned by Grandma Wuxu again and entered the carriage. She didn't notice anything unusual and felt relieved. She knelt down and saluted Chu Xiaoxiao.
"I am Ming Juanjuan, the fifth concubine of the Ming family, a noble family in Nanyun Country. I was also a sacrifice given to the devil by the head of the Ming family. I hate the Ming family, and I want revenge for myself."
When the little girl looked at the pretty female ghost, her big black eyes were filled with astonishment.
[This female ghost is so pretty. Is she the sacrifice because of her beauty? ]
Grandma Wuxu answered her question: "Probably, since ancient times, beautiful women have had a short life. A woman, especially a concubine's daughter, whose parents have no status in the family.
Being so good-looking is a dangerous thing in itself. The people of the aristocratic families are no longer as they used to be. As long as they can achieve a certain goal, they are all ruthless and will do anything to achieve it.
What's the big deal about sacrificing a little concubine's daughter? Even if it's a legitimate daughter, as long as it can help the family to be stable and strong, I will sacrifice her without mercy."
When Ming Juanjuan heard this, two bloody tears appeared on her face.
"Mother-in-law is absolutely right. The Ming family has done everything they can to win over the demon. The demon is extremely lustful and every July 15th, they have to offer him a beautiful woman.
At first, the Ming family bought beautiful women from outside to worship. Two years ago, my mother suddenly disappeared while she was out burning incense. My father didn't know why, so he sent many people to look for her. They searched almost all over Nanyun Country, but they couldn't find her.
Last year, the second wife's daughter, Ming Junjun, was kidnapped while she was out for a trip. The family sent many people out to look for her, but they still couldn't find her.
This year, on July 14, my grandfather asked me to visit my aunt. I didn't want to go because I was not the only sister in the family, and my aunt was a legitimate daughter, so she would never want to see me, a niece of a concubine's daughter.
My grandfather was very angry at the time, but he didn't say much. He just told me to go and there was no need to talk nonsense."
Milk ball asked curiously: "So, did you go?"
Grandma Wuxu held Chu Xiaoxiao in her arms and stroked her little head. "It's the order from the head of the Ming family. She dare not disobey the order. She probably won't be able to come back after this trip."
Li Sizu: “…”
The head of the Ming family is so abominable. He sacrificed his own descendants in order to worship the devil. He is simply not a human being.
Black Charcoal Head had no interest in these things. He was just a bystander. He didn't care about the Ming family or the secret family. It had nothing to do with his dragon clan.
Ming Juanjuan smiled bitterly and nodded: "I went. Not because I listened to my grandfather, but because I didn't want my father to be punished by my grandfather. My father told me that if I didn't go, my grandfather would punish him 30 times for not teaching his daughter well.
My father was in poor health. He had been worried and troubled since my mother left. I was afraid that thirty lashes would kill him, so I had no choice but to agree to visit my aunt.
On the way there, my carriage was robbed, my driver and maid were all killed, and they took me to a remote place and locked me up for a day.
I was starved to the point of dizziness and dizziness because I was not given food or water. The next day, someone came to dress me up, covered my eyes with a black cloth, and sent me back to the Ming family."
Milk ball was curious again: "How do you know that it is the Ming family?"
Grandma Wuxu didn't say anything this time. She was also curious. Ming Juanjuan's eyes were blindfolded. How did she know that she was going back to Ming's house and not somewhere else?
"I didn't know at first. It was only after I died and escaped that I realized I was in the Ming family."
Ming Juanjuan's answer made Chu Xiaoxiao feel relieved.
[So that's how it is. I thought this female ghost had some special ability and knew she was taken back home.]
"What happened next?" Granny Wuxu asked, "Where did the Ming family enshrine the demon?"
Ming Juanjuan wiped the blood and tears from her face and continued, "Later, I was taken to a bamboo forest in the backyard of the Ming family. That place was full of bamboos and had always been a forbidden area for the Ming family.
Without the permission of the head of the family, no one is allowed to approach at will. The Ming family said that the bamboo forest was unlucky and there were dirty things. In order to protect the younger generation of the Ming family, the head of the family designated the bamboo forest as a forbidden area.
In fact, there was indeed something dirty in there, a demon. There was a big cave in the bamboo forest, with a stone door at the entrance and a copper ring on the door.
Every time the head of the Ming family prepared a sumptuous meal, he would place it at the door and ring the copper ring a few times. Not long after, a man with a limp, a beautiful appearance, and almost a demon would come out. "
"How did you know that? You saw it after you turned into a ghost after you died." Li Sizu doubted Ming Juanjuan's words, "You didn't make it up, did you?"
Ming Juanjuan shook her head: "I'm not talking nonsense, these are what I saw when I was a ghost. The man was about thirty years old, very handsome, and strong, but I don't know why he had a limp in one leg."
Milk ball asked thoughtfully: "What can he do?"
Ming Juanjuan thought for a moment and replied, "He can call the wind and rain, and turn stone into gold. The Ming family has raised a lot of private soldiers over the years, and all the money comes from that man who can turn stone into gold."
Grandma Wuxu was surprised: "Turning stones into gold is just a trick. Can the stones he made really be used as gold? Won't they turn back into stones?"
"I don't know about that." Ming Juanjuan frowned. "I saw the head of the Ming family carry boxes full of stones into the cave. It didn't take long before the stones in the boxes turned into gold."
"How did you die?" Li Sizu asked.
Thinking of her own death, Ming Juanjuan was furious: "I was sent to the cave and saw that man. He did a lot to me and tortured me until I was almost dead.
After finishing, he threw me into another smaller cave and told the people inside to take good care of me, as he had not yet enjoyed enough.
The person inside was very obedient, wearing a veil, lowering his head, fetching water to wash me. I don't know why, but he cried while washing me.
I didn't dare to cry loudly, so I just sobbed quietly. I was tortured to the point of passing out, but in my subconscious I heard someone crying, and I slowly opened my eyes and looked around.
When the woman saw me wake up, she brought me a bowl of cold porridge. I didn't want to eat it, but she insisted on asking me to eat it. I was so angry that I knocked the bowl out of her hand.
In panic, the man's hood fell off, and I saw a familiar face that I had not seen for a long time. "
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