Seeing Qiulian's health deteriorating, Hao Jingde had no choice but to take her back to Haojiawan, but was surprised to find that his former home was long gone and replaced by a villa under construction.
Hao Jingde wanted to go into the villa construction site to find out what was going on, but Qiu Lian held him back and refused to let him leave. He thought for a moment, hung his backpack on Qiu Lian, and asked her to wait outside, and he would be back soon.
After inquiring, they found out that when they were looking for Hao Fugui outside, Hao Fugui quietly came back and bought the small foreign-style building and the land to a woman named Bai.
But when Hao Jingde came out of the construction site, Qiulian didn't know where she had gone.
When Hao Jingde finally found Qiulian in a bamboo forest two or three miles away, Qiulian had turned into a cold corpse, with a circle of purple handprints around his neck, and the backpack hanging on his body had been turned around and scattered.
, the contents inside were lost all over the floor.
No matter whether Hao Jingde used spiritualism or other methods, he could not find Qiulian's soul.
There are only two possibilities for this outcome. Either Qiulian's soul is gone, or her soul is taken away and imprisoned by something.
Hao Jingde didn't know what Qiulian saw and why she ran into this bamboo forest alone.
Qiu Lian has been traveling around for many years and has been worn out. Her appearance is haggard and her eyes are dull. If the person who harmed her was doing it for money, Hao Jingde would never believe it.
No one would attack a silly old lady who seems to be in poverty for the sake of money.
What's more, if it was just an ordinary attempt to seek wealth and murder, it would be impossible for him to find Qiulian's soul. Anyone who could break up or imprison the soul must be someone of the same kind.
Qiulian has become accustomed to relying on him over the years, and what would make her leave him and run away without even saying hello.
The more he thought about it, the heavier Hao Jingde's heart sank. He thought of someone.
Hao Fugui!
Back then, the rebellious son attempted to kill his father for the "Golden Mirror Treasure Mirror". If he secretly lured his mother here with a backpack on her for that book, it would not be impossible.
As for letting Qiu Lian's soul be broken up or imprisoned, I'm afraid he was worried that Hao Jingde would find him through Qiu Lian.
Thinking of this, Hao Jingde began to carefully examine Qiulian's body, and finally found a tiny bit of skin and flesh in the gap between Qiulian's thumbs.
It must have been pulled from the murderer during a struggle.
Hao Jingde used the scraps to set up an altar. No matter whether the murderer was Fugui or not, he had to deal with that thing that was worse than a beast with his own hands.
A month later, Hao Jingde finally caught up with the murderer, and it turned out to be his eldest son Fugui. At this time, Fugui had already become a black man who had raised countless little ghosts. Just like him back then, he moved around in various places.
In the wealthy circles of big cities.
In order to avoid Hao Jingde, Hao Fugui changed his name and called himself Zhenren Yanyang. He went to Xiangxi for a few years. Later, he offended a coffin bird and suffered some injuries before returning to Jiangzhou. The purpose was to find the book "Yan Yang Zhenren" in Hao Jingde's hand.
"Golden Mirror Treasure Mirror".
At this time, Hao Fugui, due to the backlash of evil magic, although he was not yet forty, his face had begun to look old, and his appearance was almost the same as that of the ugly Hao Jingde.
Faced with the questioning of his father, whose cultivation level was a whole level higher than his own, Hao Fugui knelt in front of Hao Jingde and cried bitterly: "Dad, dad, please forgive your son. If I hadn't been injured by that coffin bird, I wouldn't have been injured."
I don’t want that book so much. You refused to give it to me, so I kept making mistakes. As long as you give me that book, I will wash my hands of you just like you did before."
Hao Jingde looked at the son on whom he had placed all his hopes, and felt mixed emotions in his heart. He would not believe this traitor who still only wanted to deceive the "Golden Mirror Treasure Mirror", but more importantly, he must know a pair of
The whereabouts of the sons and daughters and the souls of his wife.
"Why did you kill your mother? Don't you know how much she has cared for you and loved you since you were a child? Where did you take her soul?" Hao Jingde asked sadly.
"My mother, I didn't recognize her as my mother before." Hao Fugui said with evasive eyes: "I just happened to see you, and before I had time to say hello, she ran up to pester me and hugged me tightly.
She refused to let her son go, so he accidentally hurt her. Father, please forgive me!"
"Where is your mother's soul?" Hao Jingde asked while suppressing his anger.
"Been, swallowed up by those brats I raised... I, I didn't stop me! You know, my current behavior..." Seeing Hao Jingde getting angry, Hao Fugui knelt down and took a few steps back, looking at him with fear.
Hao Jingde.
Hao Jingde stared at Hao Fugui without saying anything.
After a long time, his gloomy face gradually became calmer. He looked at Hao Fugui and sighed: "It's just because of my father. If I had given this book to you earlier, these things would not have happened."
With that said, Hao Jingde took out a book from his body, handed it to Hao Fugui and said, "Since you want this book so much, take it!"
Hao Fugui looked at his father, his eyes full of fanaticism, and said in disbelief: "Dad, are you really willing to give me this book?"
Hao Jingde nodded sadly, "Now that things have come to this, there's no point in blaming you. You are my only relative. If I don't leave this book to you, who else can I leave it to? By the way, where are Xiaoshuang and Xiaoquan?"
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As he spoke, Hao Jingde quietly directed all his anger to his right hand hanging by his side.
He, Hao Jingde, has believed in Buddhism, killed people, and fought with God in his life. Today he doesn’t mind getting another name for parricide!
"So, thank you very much!" Hao Fugui suddenly jumped up from the ground, raised his hand and released seven or forty-nine corpse oil imps from his sleeves, and the imps rushed directly to Hao Jingde's face.
Seven Ghosts Soul Seizing Formation!
The Seven Ghost Soul Seizing Formation is a forbidden technique that has been lost for a long time. It is only briefly mentioned in the "Golden Mirror Treasure Mirror". There is no refining method and it is not known where Hao Fugui learned it.
Hao Jingde did not expect that Hao Fugui had learned such an evil formation, and even wanted to use this evil formation to kill him after killing his mother.
Before Hao Jingde could come to his senses, his hand was already empty. The book was snatched away by a corpse oil ghost. The other corpse oil ghosts swarmed up, and each one went straight to his vital parts.
Hao Fugui sneered behind the Seven Ghost Soul Seizing Formation and said: "Young man, you killed countless people when you were young and made enough money, but you come here to persuade others to do good deeds."
Hearing these cold and emotionless words from his biological son, Hao Jingde felt a chill running down his spine.
Retribution!
No matter how high Hao Jingde's cultivation level was, he still had to spend a lot of effort to save his life against the extremely vicious Seven Ghost Soul Seizers.
But Hao Fugui once again slipped away before his eyes.
In the end, the whereabouts of the two children were not revealed.
Hao Fugui was so ruthless that he even dared to kill his parents at his request. To him, his younger siblings who were still useless in their infancy were most likely turned into imps by him.