On the mountain road behind the Dragon House, Miss Huang was dressed in neat hunting outfits: trousers, vests of the same color, white shirt, black horse boots, and a baseball cap. She looked like she was going out for a horse or a wild trip.

This outfit is very consistent with her current identity as a lady from the Wang family in the sugar industry. She is easy to dress up, loves beauty, has a simple mind and a proud heart. She even needs to change into suitable clothes when she does something bad.

Butler Liu observed the surrounding environment from a distance from the telescope. He saw the cute little girl squatting on the side, keeping her hands stuffing something into her mouth, and was very busy. During the period, the mother and daughter did not communicate at all. Miss Huang was probably anxious to wait, and actually took out the mirror from the small bag she was carrying, held it left and right, and then took out the red and started to apply it. It was a typical brainless wealthy lady. Butler Liu sighed, thinking that Miss Huang didn't know that the disaster was coming, and she was still stinking and beautiful at this time. It was so pitiful and sad.

Soon, Mr. Shao appeared at the intersection. He stood at the intersection, he was a little hesitant, and finally strode forward.

"Why did you come? You see clearly? What's in the yard?"

Miss Huang's voice was very impatient.

"I didn't see that yard very clearly."

After Mr. Shao finished speaking, a crisp slap sounded, and Butler Liu couldn't help but grin. He felt aggrieved for Mr. Shao and slapped his man in front of the child without any hesitation. Miss Huang's temper... It's true.

"But I heard something more important in the Long family." Mr. Shao's expression remained unchanged after being beaten, and his voice and tone did not change. It turns out that those who can be the prince consort are not ordinary people.

"What's more important?"

"Yes, in fact, there is a blood pool in the yard. It's nothing strange. The real important thing is in a cave in the back mountain. That is the biggest secret of the Long family."

"What is that?"

"It's much better than a cold mat, it's said to be something that can prolong life."

Mr. Shao's voice was full of temptation, and Miss Huang exclaimed: "Really? Longevity? How is it possible?"

"You think that the Long family's mats can be made like jade, and it is very likely that there are things that can prolong life. In order to figure out this secret, I delayed it for a while."

Miss Huang stroked his face and smiled, "Hey, I feel so sorry. I really hit you wrongly, I'm sorry."

"That cave is right in front of it."

Mr. Shao picked up the child and took Miss Huang's hand and walked forward.

Miss Huang hesitated: "I'm not ready, so the Long family will definitely be guarded strictly in such an important place."

"Are you worried about my skills? Besides, the Long family thought we had left here, so what are you afraid of? We will leave immediately after knowing the secret of the Long family."

Mr. Shao looked confident.

He held the child and took Miss Huang, turned along the mountain road and walked directly up the mountain. The path was extremely narrow and he could barely pass by alone. There were weeds that were tall by one person. It was not yet dawn, and the wind was moving, and the darkness was shaking.

Mr. Shao stopped at a mountain wall. The mountain wall looked like a screen. When he approached, he looked at the shadows on it, as if there were many trees and weeds growing, and there was a smooth feeling of moss when he touched. Mr. Shao groped on the stone wall, and with a clatter, the stone wall was like two doors, separated to both sides. Duzi seemed to be frightened, hugged Mr. Shao's neck tightly and shouted, "I'm afraid, don't go in." Miss Huang touched the pistol in her pocket, held the flashlight and walked in.

As soon as she entered, the stone wall closed and closed very quickly. Miss Huang was startled and turned around to break the stone, but she was too weak. Seeing Mr. Shao whispering to her, she said sorry to her, and then the stone gate was completely closed, and she was trapped inside. Suddenly, Miss Huang reacted and started to curse Mr. Shao loudly. Her echoes echoed in the cave. Ms. Huang cried for a while and walked forward a few steps. The cave looked like a small mouth and a big belly. After walking a few steps forward, it suddenly became clear. A pool appeared in front of her. The water kept rolling. Standing on the edge of the pool, I looked in. The water was red, and the steamed heat was mixed with the smell of blood mixed with sulfur. There was a blood pool in the yard where the Dragon House entered the last time. Why was there a blood pool here? It seems that the location of the Dragon House was to occupy these hot springs.

Miss Huang's voice trembled: "Is there anyone... anyone?"

"Haha, Miss Huang is so brave. She dares to ask if there is anyone in my forbidden area."

Miss Huang didn't see how the lights were lit up. She saw a small niche with white candles inside the cave walls on both sides. The candles burned with a strange smell. Miss Huang's face changed slightly. This smell... like a refined lard residue, with the fragrance of oil. What kind of oil is so fragrant?

Long Yaozu sat in a wheelchair and looked at Miss Huang with a smile.

"Today is the fifteenth day, it is a good day for the blood sacrifice. It is still such a fresh offering. My god will definitely be happy and will inject more spiritual power into the bamboo slices, and I will get a better jade mat."

Long Yaozu's voice was filled with joy. He stared at Miss Huang as if he was staring at a prey, a chicken with a neck stretched out to wait for the knife, or a pig and sheep tied up. Ye Xian thought of the woman's soul trapped in the mat and was angry: What exactly is life in his eyes? How did he look at a living person with such eyes?

"Miss Huang, this is the true essence of my Dragon Record Jade Mask."

Long Yaozu pointed to the blood pool proudly: "There is a blood pool in my backyard, but it is full of the blood of livestock. Soaking bamboo slices with hot spring water with bamboo slices can only weave a cool mat, which will cool down in summer. That's all. But if you soak bamboo slices with the blood pool in this cave, you will get a real jade mat, which can prolong life, but not extend the lifespan of the user, but the lifespan of the maker."

"The lifespan of the maker? That is, the mat you make. The bamboo slices soaked in this pool will continue your lifespan after being sold to others?"

Ye Xian deliberately made his voice tremble.

"Yes. This is to use jade mats to borrow life, and borrow other people's lifespan for my use."

Long Yaozu was proud and pointed at the rolling pool water: "Soon, your blood will flow into this pool, soaking bamboo slices, and your soul will be imprisoned on the jade mat in the future. I am really looking forward to it."

After saying that, he slapped three times and said, "Butler Liu, are you still here to bleed?"

Butler Liu turned out from behind him, lowered his head, and suddenly reached out and pointed his acupoint.

Long Yaozu was sitting in a wheelchair and found something was wrong, but his body was limited and he had no way to dodge. He was sealed by Butler Liu, and then Butler Liu raised his head and said, "Mr. Long, we meet again."

That was a handsome and clear face, who was forgetful of the world when you saw it.

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