Knock, knock, knock!

Inside the car, Su Shen, who closed his eyes and was in recuperation, heard a strange noise from the roof of the car, as if someone was running on it.

But when Su Shen looked up at the roof of the car, the abnormal noise disappeared.

And as soon as he lowered his head, a banging noise came from the roof of the car again.

"What's going on?" Su Shen stared at the roof of the car for a long time, but still no sound came out.

At this moment, on the roof of the car, a pale-skinned child was lying on it, staring straight at the roof in front of him with empty eyes.

It seems that he can look at Su Shen through the roof of the car.

"Sir, it's here."

The horseman's voice sounded, and Su Shen only then withdrew his gaze, got up and got out of the car.

When he got down from the carriage, Su Shen also glanced at the roof.

On the roof, there is nothing.

Su Shen shook his head, maybe he had worried too much about his business recently, and he was a little tired.

"Sir?"

The old butler came out from the gate and saw Su Shen staring at the roof of the carriage in a daze.

Su Shen came back to his senses and shook his head, "Send the food directly to the study."

After that, Su Shen walked into the gate of Su Mansion, and subconsciously, Su Shen glanced at the wall where he entered the door.

A pale-skinned child stood straight on the wall.

The child bowed his head slightly, and his dark eyes looked at Su Shen.

Su Shen was startled, subconsciously took a step back, stepped on the empty on the steps, and fell backwards.

Seeing this, the old housekeeper and two subordinates who followed behind Su Shen quickly supported Su Shen.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The old butler looked at Su Shen suspiciously.

Su Shen did not speak, his gaze still stayed above the wall, and the moonlight shone down, reflecting the inscription on the wall.

Above the wall, empty, nothing.

"It doesn't hurt." Su Shen waved his hand.

Through the brightly lit courtyard corridor, Su Shen came to the study.

After drinking two sips of tea, Su Shen did not rest, and walked to the desk.

Open the thick ledger, turn the abacus on the left, and record the numbers on the paper on the right.

As soon as the ledger read more than a dozen pages, a strange sound sounded in the study.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Huh?"

Su Shen put down his pen and looked around, and the strange sound (jiá) stopped abruptly.

Frowning, Su Shen continued to look at the ledger.

Knock knock!

This time after only reading a few pages, strange voices sounded again.

Su Shen did not look up and continued to frown and look at the ledger.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

The voice continued to come out, and it became more and more urgent, louder and louder, and it seemed that he very much wanted to attract Su Shen's attention.

Su Shen put down his pen, and this time, his gaze fell directly on the bed in the corner of the study.

Sometimes it was too late, and Su Shen slept directly in the study.

Pulling out the paper cutter on the shelf, Su Shen walked slowly to the bed.

Just now, he deliberately did not look up, listened for a long time, and finally determined that the voice came from under the bed!

Approaching the bed step by step, Su Shen couldn't help swallowing his saliva and slowly squatted down.

Wow!

Su Shen opened the curtain under the bed.

Nothing but a potty potty.

"Is it really that I'm too tired?" Su Shen doubted himself a little.

At this time, there was a faint sound of hitting outside.

Already two more.

"Haven't the food been delivered yet?" Su Shen suddenly reacted.

Usually, after he ordered it down, the meal was delivered in less than half a column of incense, today.

"It's time to urge." Su Shen walked to the door of the study and shouted, "Old Li! "

Old Li, it's the old housekeeper in the house.

Su Shen shouted several times in a row, but did not respond.

"Something is wrong, even if Lao Li does not return to me, the others in the house will hear it, and they will respond twice."

"Something may have happened!"

Su Shen gripped the paper cutter and walked directly towards the study.

Only, he just took a step, snap!

Su Shen felt that his heels were being grabbed by something.

There was a cold whizz behind the feet, as if the feet were not covered in the bed.

As soon as Su Shen turned around, he saw a hand grabbing his ankle.

The hands are small, not like adults, the skin on the hands is gray and gray, it seems that under the skin, there is not the slightest blood flow.

"What?!"

Su Shen was startled, his foot jerked, and a child facing the ground was forcefully brought out.

Ghost!!!

Fear surged in his heart, his muscles tightened, and Su Shen wanted to shout loudly, but found that his throat tightened and he couldn't make the slightest sound.

Click!

The sound of dislocation of bones sounded, the child's three hands supported on the ground, his head turned directly back, and his dark eyes reflected Su Shen's terrified expression.

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"Haunted?"

Mo Xuan looked at Xiaoqing who was holding his arm with some amusement.

"Uh-huh!" Xiaoqing nodded pitifully, "Young Master, Wucheng has been haunted recently, I heard that there is a family of six in the west of the city, all of whom have been killed by ghosts!"

"Moreover, the family that was killed by the ghost, Mother Liu still knows!"

Xiaoqing said as she hugged Mo Xuan's arm harder.

"Mother Liu told you?" Mo Xuan was a little speechless, "There really is such a thing, why haven't you heard about it over there?"

"But Mother Liu said..." Xiaoqing still wanted to defend.

"Everything is subject to the official notification!" Mo Xuan directly interrupted Xiaoqing.

Seeing Mo Xuan's impatient look, Xiaoqing lowered his head and held Mo Xuan's arm without speaking.

Mo Xuan didn't care about Xiaoqing's girl anymore, and continued to flip through the county records.

He wanted to find the officers with the power of ten thousand catties recorded in the two county records.

"The young master's arm seems to have become thicker... The whole person is also very warm..." Xiaoqing stared at Mo Xuan, who had a serious face, and suddenly found out.

After a while, Mo Xuan found the two thousand households.

These two thousand households are both surnamed Zhu!

It was dispatched from the state guard during the suppression of the rebellion.

Qianhu, surnamed Zhu, Mo Xuan can basically determine that the other party is a royal family.

The last realm of the acquired martial artist, the standard of a bone training martial artist, is to have a great power.

And Yiding, in the big yin default is a thousand catties.

With the power of 10,000 catties, there is a high probability that he is an innate martial artist.

Mo Xuan remembered what Hua Sheng said during the day, except for the royal family and the family, there is no innate!

"Forget it, there is no point in dwelling on this, wait until you become a bone training martial artist and then consider the innate thing."

Mo Xuan shook his head and collected his thoughts, he was not even a martial artist, and it was too early to worry about the innate.

Putting down the state record, Mo Xuan picked up another booklet.

On the yellowed book cover, the words "Tong Zigong" were written.

This was found by Mo Xuan from the collection of books at home.

There is nothing special about this Tong Zi Gong, because those guards in Mo Mansion will practice this Tong Zi Gong when they were bought when they were young.

It is said that it is an exercise, in fact, it is only a dozen actions to increase the flexibility of the body and stretch the muscles and bones.

Similar to broadcast gymnastics.

Mo Xuan mainly wanted to see if he could recall the content of innate Tong Zi Gong through this ordinary version of Tong Zi Gong.

In the memory of the extra point, although he has practiced Tong Zigong for a year day and night, when he thinks back to the specific moves, his memory will become blurred.

Opening the Tong Zigong, Mo Xuan practiced according to the movements on the map.

After practicing several movements, Mo Xuan didn't feel anything, until the action of "boy worshiping Buddha", Mo Xuan's body suddenly had a warm current surging, flowing to his head.

"There should also be this basic action of 'Tong Zi Worship Buddha' in the innate boy gong!"

After restoring one action, Mo Xuan tried other actions.

Finally, after the whole book of Tong Zi Gong is practiced, there are only three actions that make the internal force of the innate Tong Zi Gong react:

Tong Zi worships Buddha, Immortal Guiding the Way and Tong Zi Piles.

When these three moves are performed, the internal force will rush to the head, palms and legs.

"It's not bad to be able to restore three moves."

Mo Xuan closed the booklet, and his head was a little dizzy.

"Yay! Young Master, you have nosebleeds again! Xiaoqing took out a fragrant handkerchief from his arms and wiped it off for Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan sat down and sighed slightly in his heart.

Myself, too vain.

"Young Master, there is ginseng soup boiled in the kitchen, it was sent by Miss Su Xue today, do you want to drink some?" Xiaoqing pasted it and said while carefully wiping Mo Xuan's nosebleed.

"Go ahead." Mo Xuan pushed Xiaoqing away.

"Young Master is so rude!" Xiaoqing pouted and left the study.

......

After drinking the ginseng soup, Mo Xuan felt that his energy had recovered a lot.

After sending Xiaoqing to rest, Mo Xuan closed the door latch (shuān) and the window, and then took out the human skin paper that was close to his body.

Fingers are placed on warm human skin paper, and the touch is exactly the same as human skin.

Writing quickly appeared on the human skin paper

: Mo Xuanmei

: one year and two months (+79)

can

: 0 gong: innate boy skill (20%) Bafang punch (0%)

Evaluation: The waste that cannot be carved from decaying wood, the dead man whose life is not long in coming!

Although Mo Xuan knew that he only had one year left to live, every time he saw the evaluation on the human skin paper, he still felt a little tight.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Xuan concentrated his thoughts on the "life" column.

Since it is difficult to find the internal skill of extending life, then directly upgrade the innate child skill!

According to Hua Sheng, exercises that can cultivate to the innate realm are also extremely scarce.

The number jumped, the extra life became "78", and a large number of memories emerged in Mo Xuan's mind.

When the memory was digested, Mo Xuan looked at the human skin paper, and the progress of the innate boy skill directly became 30%.

Life expectancy also changed from one year and two months to one year and three months.

At this time, at Mo Xuan's lower abdomen, a warm current exploded and rushed to his limbs, this feeling was like hundreds of hands massaging his whole body at the same time, and Mo Xuan almost couldn't hold back his moan.

"It seems that one year of life is a stable 10% progress."

Mo Xuan looked at his hands, and his muscles became more distinct.

The hands were shaken hard, and there was also a noticeable increase in strength.

"The extra life of one year deducted is all used for cultivation, without any rest day and night, which is actually equivalent to four or five years for ordinary people."

After getting used to it a little, Mo Xuan continued to practice Tong Zigong.

Next, Mo Xuan deducted another three years of lifespan, directly increasing the progress of the innate boy skill to 60%.

And when Mo Xuan was about to upgrade again, suddenly there was a pain in his chest, and he vomited a pool of black blood.

After the black blood spit out, Mo Xuan felt that his body was much more relaxed, but a feeling of weakness surged up, and Mo Xuan stretched out his hand to hold the chair to sit down.

Click!

The armrest was crushed by Mo Xuan.

Boom!

Mo Xuan sat down on the chair abruptly, pressing the chair to make a crunching sound.

"It's too fast to upgrade, my body can't adapt, it's not good."

Mo Xuan picked up the human skin paper and looked at his life: one year and six months.

Fortunately, it did not decrease, and Mo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

After vomiting blood, Mo Xuan did not upgrade again, but took a break and adapted to the strength of his body by the way.

As the night deepened, Mo Xuan was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, so he went to bed and went to sleep.

Today's day is very fulfilling, at least, five more months of life.

......

The next day, it was not yet dawn.

Mo Xuan woke up.

After drinking a bowl of last night's ginseng soup, Mo Xuan practiced the three forms of boy worship Buddha, immortal guidance and boy pile in the room.

After practicing for a while, his body sweated slightly, and Mo Xuan stopped.

"My fitness is much better than before." Mo Xuan wiped his sweat and began to eat the breakfast sent by Xiaoqing.

After using it early, before dawn, Mo Xuan came to the study.

A large bow in python skin, placed in the study.

This was prepared by Mo Xuan the night before.

The most intuitive distinction between the realms of meat training, tendon training, skin training and bone training is the power of opening the bow.

Ordinary people, without training, even if they are born with great strength and can open a large bow of fifty catties or even one hundred catties, they cannot do it to the extent of continuous opening.

Mo Xuan grabbed the big bow with one hand, took a deep breath, moved his right foot back half a step, opened his upper body sideways, stretched his left arm straight, and stretched his right arm back.

The sound of musculoskeletal pulling sounded, and Mo Xuan easily filled the big bow.

The fingers of the right hand are gently released, boom!

And then, boom! Boom! Boom!

After pulling away ten times in a row, Mo Xuan gasped and put down his big bow.

"Driving a fifty-pound big bow in a row is not difficult for me, which shows that my current strength has at least reached the level of practicing meat martial arts."

Mo Xuan analyzed while drinking ginseng tea.

As for the realm of practicing muscles and martial artists, Mo Xuan was not in a hurry.

Practicing meat martial arts is the simplest, you can grow muscles and strength, but training tendons requires special methods to temper the hands and feet.

Mo Xuan was temporarily unsure whether the innate boy's function would temper the big tendons, so he planned to get a method of tempering the big tendons from Zhao Bao, experiment with it, and then try the hundred-pound big bow.

If the strength is insufficient, open the bow casually, it is easy to get injured.

After all, he only has a life span of one year and six months, so he still has to be safe.

After relaxing his muscles, as soon as the sky was dark, Mo Xuan walked towards the martial arts arena.

At this time, Zhao Bao had already taken the guards of Mo Mansion to get up and practice martial arts.

"Young Master! Master! Not good!! Before

he walked to the martial arts arena, Mo Xuan was pulled by Xiaoqing, who ran over in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xuan frowned and looked at Xiaoqing, who was breathless.

"Sue... Su..." Xiaoqing covered her chest and kept exhaling white breath from her mouth, "Something happened to the Su family!" "

......

Outside Su Mansion, a group of servants and officers and soldiers surrounded the entire mansion, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

"Ah, young master, it's a dead man!" Xiaoqing covered her mouth and tugged at Mo Xuan's sleeves.

"See." Mo Xuan's brows furrowed, watching the corpses being dragged out.

The entire Su family, more than a hundred people, all died!

In addition, Sufu is full of fine white sand.

There was also a large area of white sand spread outside the gate of Su Mansion, and Mo Xuan came late, it was not clear whether it was originally there, or he was brought out by the people of the Yamen.

"Ah! Master! Xiaoqing suddenly grabbed Mo Xuan's sleeve hard.

A body is being carried out by two servants.

A slender body, an aqua blue silk long dress, and a piece of green hook jade dangling around the waist.

It's Su Xue!

"Miss Su Xue, she..." Xiaoqing's eyes were already filled with tears.

Mo Xuan did not speak.

When the body was carried to the gate, Mo Xuan was sure that it was Su Xue.

Su Xue's body did not have any damage, although her entire head was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, but there was not the slightest scar on her neck.

It's like heaven grew like this.

At this time, the morning sun rose from behind the Su Mansion, and the crimson golden sunlight cast down, illuminating the gate of the Su Mansion.

A corpse with a twisted head was clearly presented in front of everyone.

Under the reflection of the rising sun, the white sand in front of the gate of Su Mansion was as red as blood and shining.

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