Looking at the flames slowly emerging from the woodshed, Lin Xiaoqiong had no expression on his face and ignored him.

He walked along the wooden corridor in this former royal garden with hundreds of years of history. Looking at the gorgeous building that was deserted, he couldn't help but sigh.

Today, Minghe Park is probably no longer as hustle and bustle as before, because most people have escaped.

Faced with the sudden ignition of war and the constant sound of cannons wandering on the coastline, even ordinary people who are unknown to the situation can probably understand the dangers of staying here.

These guys probably don’t know what will happen if the rebels attack Baiyungang, but staying away from the instinct of war has made these guys try to escape from Baiyungang, a place of right and wrong.

Not only Mingheyuan, but also some wealthy businessmen living nearby, after hearing the continuous explosions and the roar of cannons, they immediately took their families out of the city.

Now, this bustling city has completely fallen into panic, and those who can run are probably going to run away.

Lin Xiaoqiong thought so and gradually walked to a loft.

The lights in the attic were still on, and a crimson light filled out from it, as if the light emitted by the red candles lit by the shrine.

It's Erniang's house.

The old man of the Lin family married three wives and concubines throughout his life, gave birth to seven sons and one daughter. In addition to the few who died young, only three tigers and one beauties grew up. In addition, Lin Xiaohe, who was born after the old man died.

However, there are probably no one else in the Lin family except Lin Xiaoqiong, and Lin Xiaoyi in a certain military port.

Things change.

Lin Xiaoqiong glanced at Erniang's house, sighed, and finally walked in.

The light in the antique hall was extremely dark and there was a crimson red inside.

Lin Xiaoqiong frowned and saw the second lady kneeling in front of the shrine with her back facing her.

The other party still looked at the shrine covered by red cloth with devout devotion, and recited the scriptures: "The ten passages of the scriptures are spoken, and the dead bones are reborn, and they all become adults... and they also describe the immortal gods in the ten directions..."

Lin Xiaoqiong came to the side of Er Niang, looked at the other party's blushing face, and frowned even more.

Because this is not like a face that is about to die and is plagued by evil diseases.

The other person's cheeks were rosy and shiny, and they were as delicate as a girl.

He stared at it for a while, but Erniang was still indifferent and just recited the scriptures. Even if he didn't react too much to the violent explosion caused by a stray bullet falling into Mingheyuan outside, it seemed that nothing in the world could stop Erniang.

Lin Xiaoqiong surrounded Erniang, slowly stepped over, and walked to the other side of the other party.

But when he raised his head and looked at the other person's cheek, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because the cheek on the other side was densely wrinkled, like the withered bark, which was not the same as the smooth and tender cheeks I had seen before.

Lin Xiaoqiong was thinking about it and sat on the chair on one side.

"Does Er Niang still remember Xiao'an?" he suddenly asked.

The old lady who was chanting the scriptures paused, and the scriptures were cut off for a moment, but they continued in an instant.

“……There is no limit to life, joy and purity…”

The old lady continued to recite, but Lin Xiaoqiong did not stop it, but said to herself: "Among many brothers, Xiaoan is the most rational and obedient one. I remember when I was young, the old man was still alive. At that time, we were not old, but the old man asked us to fight. Well, holding a wooden stick as thick as a forearm and without any armor, they beat each other and were covered in bruises.

Xiaoan clearly did not agree with the old man's method of raising Gu, but he never said that, but he never took the lead when gathering people.

But every time, he will always be among the person with a bloody head.

He was obviously as hot as fire, but he was not good at speaking and had a bad face all day long. He made his brothers say something to him, but he didn't know what to say."

"Second Mother." Lin Xiaoqiong looked at the old lady kneeling there and asked lightly: "You said, such a guy who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside and often endures for the overall situation, and is your own son. Why don't you look at him but towards Lin Xiao and an outsider?"

"...After the order of God, you can wipe out the ominous omen..." The old lady was indifferent and still recited the scriptures.

"Xiaohe has been the most influenced by you since childhood, except that woman. Sometimes I also wonder what kind of ecstasy soup Er Niang gave that kid, so that he dared to attack his best fourth brother from childhood to adulthood."

Lin Xiaoqiong stood up and looked at the statue of the god enshrined in the shrine and covered by red cloth.

"Actually, I really want to know which force Er Niang belongs to?" Lin Xiaoqiong said lightly: "The Lin family seems to have nothing to be remembered by people now."

"………Practice incense and turn the scriptures at six times to eliminate all the ominous things."

The old lady finished reading the last sentence and then turned her head.

The clearly distinguished cheeks on both sides were facing Lin Xiaoqiong, and his eyes turned into a pair of amber.

It slightly cracked its mouth, revealing its fangs inside, and its skin began to fall off, appearing a dark blue color, including the back bulging, and its fleshy wings tear the clothes and turned into a pair of strange feathers. Then, things densely packed, like black hair began to swell on the old lady's body.

In almost a few seconds, the old lady turned into a weird monster.
Chapter completed!