Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

"Father, this is a moon cake with jujube paste filling. I remember you like the one with jujube paste filling." Bai Lingmiao deliberately held a moon cake with a red mark on it, and put it on tiptoe in front of a spirit card.

"Brother, you like to eat red bean paste. There is no red bean paste in the village. Try this sesame one. It tastes pretty good too."

After dividing the moon cakes, Bai Lingmiao took out three incense sticks and lit them again, knelt on the ground and bowed to them, and inserted them on the remaining moon cakes.

A few green smoke slowly drifted among the spirit tablets, and the Bai family ancestral hall once again had incense.

Bai Lingmiao looked up at the black wall in front of her, and seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, a smile appeared on his face and said, "Today, Yuexi, let me live with you."

She picked up a moon cake from the plate, took two steps forward, and sat down on the steps of the ancestral hall. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, I ate moon cakes in small bites.

While eating, a figure appeared beside her, Bai Lingmiao stretched out his right hand, and put the moon cake in his hand into the red hijab of Er Shen. Then she leaned her head gently to the left, leaning on the red silk satin clothes of the Great God.

In this way, on the steps outside the ancestral hall of the Bai family, two women with identical heads quietly snuggled together, eating the same moon cake and admiring the same full moon in the sky.

Suddenly, a fire lit up in the distance, Bai Lingmiao stood up and looked, and saw the earth kiln built with tiles and stones in the distance.

The earth kiln is very high, higher than other houses in Niuxin Village. The flames soaring to the sky wrap the kiln like a huge bonfire.

The dog baby stood on the roof next to him, holding all kinds of old clothes and throwing them into it while barking strangely.

On the evening of the month of the month, the earth kiln is about to be fired. Bai Lingmiao remembers that this is the case every year, but this kind of thing has always been liked by the brothers and sisters in the village, and the girls don't like it very much.

Looking at the soaring fire in the distance, Bai Lingmiao remembered her own brother who had been worrying all the time.

The eldest sister is like a mother, and the parents of the family are busy every day, and this younger brother is basically brought up by her alone.

She watched the child in the cradle slowly become a teenager who could jump and run, but everything came to an abrupt end.

Missing her family almost reached its peak, and finally her trembling hand touched the drum around her waist and began to beat.

"Dong dong dong ~ dong dong dong ~" rhythmic drums sounded in the deserted village.

After a few hesitations, Bai Lingmiao opened her mouth tremblingly and began to sing. The tears she endured all night finally flowed down.

She used the mournful cry of the smoke and the soul, and her voice seemed to contain extreme misery, and everything around her trembled.

"Breath of the breeze~~Smoke soul~~~woooooooooo..."

At this moment, she resonated with the lyrics. If all the previous things were just under the pressure of the Xianjia, she would suddenly have a higher understanding and feeling for those soldiers.

Only when enough family members die will they understand what it takes to sing and cry.

She found that the emotions in her heart were infected with Xianjia, and this feeling was very special.

It can even be said that the current Bai Lingmiao is at least in the sad family, much more than the original Li Zhiqiang, but this kind of price is something Bai Lingmiao does not want.

The drums continued to sound, and the incomparably desolate tune was still sung.

"Smoke Soul ~ Yang Shi Sanjian is a human being, woo woo... Yin Si Sancheng is a smoke soul."

"It is said that the sky is the treasure, the earth is the pond, and people are like fish in troubled waters in the world of the sun, woo woo woo..."

"After a while, it takes two hours, and after two hours, it's less than a moment..."

This time, it was the great god's turn to watch, watching Bai Lingmiao sing the tune of evocation, wisps of yin wind blew through the gate of Bai's ancestral hall, over the red hijab of the great god, and finally blew out the white lantern, and began to surround Bai Lingmiao. Turned slowly.

It seemed that she felt something, Bai Lingmiao could hardly sing any longer, but she finally began to grit her teeth and beat the drum at her waist.

"When I heard Yanhun shed tears of sadness, I felt as if I had eaten bitter yellow lotus. If you have grievances, you will not prosecute. If you have such grievances, you have nowhere to complain..."

The gloomy wind became bigger, and the spirit plaques in the entire ancestral hall were blown, and the tiles of the entire ancestral hall were also blown, as if the entire Bai family ancestral hall was alive at this moment.

Singing and singing, a touch of yin wind swept over the skirt of the great god, and got into the blood-red red hijab.

A burning smell began to emerge from the Great God, she raised her hands tremblingly, and leaned towards Bai Lingmiao sluggishly. "NanNan..."

At the moment of hearing this voice, Bai Lingmiao's heart suddenly trembled, and she ignored it, opened her hands and rushed towards the loud voice. "mother!!"

At the moment when she hugged the Great God, Bai Lingmiao seemed to have found support again, and immediately told everything she had accumulated in her heart.

She closed her eyes and talked for a long, long time, but she didn't get any feedback until she stopped.

When she looked at the red hijab with her red eyes, she got a disappointing result. The moment she stopped, she had already left.

"When my mother left, did you say anything?" Bai Lingmiao asked softly.

Through the red hijab, the Great God stared at Bai Lingmiao for a long time, and finally said slowly: "She is not... your mother..."

"No...she's my mother! My father and my grandfather have just returned! They are all blaming me!" Bai Lingmiao shook her head and loudly vetoed.

The Great God didn't say anything, and opened her arms to embrace the other person in her arms again. She crawled down, hugged Bai Lingmiao whole, and shook it gently in her arms.

Bai Lingmiao opened her eyes, and as she shook slightly, she silently looked at the beam above the ancestral hall, as if she was thinking about something.

The earth kiln outside did not know when it went out, and the two sat silently in the dark ancestral hall.

"If I leave, can you help me accompany Senior Brother Li? He really can't be without people around him~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Bai Lingmiao suddenly spoke.

The Great God just hugged her without any response.

"I'm sorry, but I really can't take it anymore, I can't do anything, I can't even avenge my family!"

Bai Lingmiao, who was crying, broke free from the other's arms and took out the rope that was already prepared.

She walked to the center of the ancestral hall and threw the rope in her hand towards the beam and started tying it up.

The Great God followed and stood up, she walked behind Bai Lingmiao and hugged her slender calf to help her complete the next steps.

When the Great God gently put down his hand and took a step back, the creaky sound of the rope tightened and the uncontrollable sound of inhalation began to sound.

The Great God ignored these voices, silently walked around to the steps of the ancestral hall and sat down again, continuing to admire the full moon in the sky.

Behind her red hijab are Bai Lingmiao's little white shoes that sway slightly, and behind her little white shoes are the tablets of the dead that are as dense as a black wall.