A father kills his son just for a ridiculous immortality.

What a ridiculous thing!

Mu Niang thought about it for a long time while she was dispersing her yin energy.

She is thinking about her future.

I think about Wei Lang's parents, and what if they don't agree with a rough and poor village girl like her entering the family? Or what if Wei Lang finally comes to marry her, and what if her mother-in-law doesn't like her in the future?

All I think about are the emotions of my children and the anxiety about the future.

Until Wei Lang sent her a message saying that there was a flower viewing party in the mansion today, and he wanted her to come into the house and let her future mother-in-law take a look at her...

Mu Niang dressed up seriously for a long time.

The clothes on my body were sewn with great care and money, and the sky-like blue on them was dyed over and over again by me picking countless baskets of indigo in the mountains.

She took a look in the bronze mirror - this color would make her appear fairer.

Even the gift he is holding in his hand is a talisman that he went to the Taoist temple to ask for with his full merit...

She couldn't sleep a wink last night, and when she stepped into the door this morning, her heart was beating fast.

She gave up her duty as a bone collector and was willing to be an ordinary woman from now on. She had no regrets because Mulan's words, deeds and sincere feelings were worthy of her efforts.

But he never expected that the house where the banquet was supposed to be held would be silent.

In Mu Niang's imagination, Wei Lang's parents were either amiable, difficult, or abusive. One of them huddled in the room and refused to come forward, while the other tied his biological son to the pillar and opened his throat with a dagger.

Throat!

Wei Lang's skin was already fair, and when the sharp dagger tip lightly scratched it, red blood seeped out little by little under the girl's eyelids, and then gathered into a thin blood line.

Wei's father stared at him in disbelief.

He...he would really kill Wei Lang!

"Let him go!"

Mu Niang subconsciously exclaimed. At this moment, she once again skillfully held up the hem of her skirt and ran away. During her movements, she had long forgotten the reserve and poise she had trained for so long.

The blue skirt was like a floating wave, rolling up and then quickly breaking apart, as if to indicate the fate of the two of them.

"Mu Niang! Run away!"

Wei Lang, whose face was pale and his eyes were filled with disbelief, repeated at the top of his lungs: "Run away! Run away far away and never come back again!"

But how could Mu Niang escape?

She stopped.

Looking at Father Wei, whose eyes were red and looking crazy, she tried to slow down her voice, not wanting to irritate him.

After all, the dagger was still pressed into Wei Lang's neck. He was struggling and shouting just now, and the red blood beads were slowly rolling down again.

If I try harder...

Mu Niang didn’t dare to think about it.

"I don't know." She looked at Father Wei slowly:

"I really don't know. The master said that if you do it, you will live for a long time. Just give it up when you get tired."

This is the original story.

"No! Not for that!"

Father Wei shook his head wildly, refusing to believe this statement anyway:

"Our ancestors of the Wei family once met a gray-haired bone picker when he was young! But when his hair also turned gray, he unexpectedly met that person again in the mountains and forests!"

Decades have passed, and he has grown from a small child to a dying old man. Although the strong man is old, he is still alive.

"Hateful!" Father Wei looked at her with red eyes:

"Back then, my ancestor immediately knelt down and cried for the method of longevity, but the other party quickly escaped in the mountains and forests! He recorded this incident in the appendix of the genealogy, saying that as long as he learned the method of longevity, we Wei

A successful career is just around the corner!"

He said and laughed crazily:

"I have been looking for news about the bone pickers for so many years, but you are all deep in the mountains and forests, with no trace at all!"

"God has mercy on me. I never thought that my son would be so lucky to bring you into my home!"

Mu Niang was shocked.

It's just one side.

It's just a story.

Human obsession can sustain generations!

Looking at Wei Lang again, I saw that his face was pale, but his eyes were staring at her, without any trace of greed or malice.

"He is crazy." Wei Lang said in a hoarse voice: "Run! Run away! Mother Mu, I am his son, he will not kill me - ah!!!"

There was a scream, but Father Wei on the side was stabbing the dagger into his palm!

"Dad!" Wei Lang called him painfully: "Is immortality really that important?"

Big beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he couldn't move at all.

"Wei Lang!"

Mu Niang also exclaimed, wanting to step forward quickly, but was stopped by the dagger placed across Wei Lang's neck again.

She looked at him in disbelief: "He is your biological son!"

But Wei's father burst out laughing: "Yes, he is my biological son, but I waited for decades to wait for you. If there is a way to live forever, why should I worry about not having a son in the future?"

As he said that, he glared at him bitterly:

"If I want to blame, I can only blame God for being too harsh on me. If I still have ten or eight years of good life, I will let him marry you into the family, and I will be in trouble in the future!"

"But now..."

"Now the doctor says I only have one year to live at most. I can't wait any longer!"

"I want the magic of immortality now - tell me quickly!!!"

Mu Niang was so anxious that she almost cried.

She really doesn't.

Bone pickers have never taken immortality seriously.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Father Wei showed a strange smile, then pointed to the room next to him: "Go in."

Then he exerted force on his hand, and the blood on Wei Lang's neck flowed faster again.

Mu Niang knew that he was threatening her.

But looking at Wei Lang's appearance now, it was a threat, so she could only obey.

And when she walked into the empty room, she heard a bang on the door and the door was locked heavily.

At this moment, she couldn't escape with her wings.

No, this room seemed to have been built with care, but a small hole as big as a palm was left on the door, as if it was intended to let her see what was going on outside.

Through a door, Father Wei's voice sounded more like a hungry ghost.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I'm going to die anyway. One of us can survive the other. But now -"

As he spoke, he raised the dagger in his hand fiercely, and then plunged it down!

Hearing Wei Lang scream again, large beads of cold sweat oozed from his head, and his whole body shivered in pain——

His other palm was also pierced.

"Bone picker, do you remember?"

"You beast."

Mu Niang cried out in pain, her lips trembling, and she looked at him bitterly. She was also anxiously thinking of a solution at this moment.

She wanted to make something up, so she tried to prevaricate Father Wei first.

But...how to make it up?

How to make it up!

What on earth is she going to do?!


Chapter completed!