Seeing that the girl was in a bad condition, Liu Ruohuan was worried that she would fall from a high place, so she went up to drag her down. However, when she was on the high point of the ladder, she couldn't help but glance in the alchemy furnace and suddenly found that the cold air was overflowing inside, and an ice coffin was lying quietly in the deepest part.

The appearance of a girl could be seen vaguely in the ice coffin. She should be a young girl who was almost the same age as her junior sister.

The little ghost laughed on the beam of the room, crossed his legs, and counted with his fingers: "I'll calculate, you are ten and a half years old this year. The birth date and eight characters are made of Ding Si Bing Wu Gui Mao Bing Chen. The five elements are full of fire, but only lack of metal."

Listening to the other party’s knowledge, word by word, the girl frowned, “What kind of demon is you? How could you know so thoroughly about my birthday?”

"Ha? I've been locked up in it for ten years. I've heard this stinking saying every day that my daughter is in the elixir with her daughter, and my ears are almost calendered."

The girl pouted and thought happily that her mother really loved her... Suddenly her expression changed, and she noticed that the meaning of the words was wrong, so she looked up and asked, "You said, ten years?"

The corners of the little ghost's mouth suddenly became extremely high, and both sides occupied almost half of the face, forming an extremely strange smile.

"Yes, ten years ago, her daughter, the owner of Sanqing Temple, had already lie in the ice coffin."

"Impossible! My mother has only one daughter, and only one of me!" The girl shouted at the top of her lungs: "You are lying to others!"

"I'm lying?"

The little ghost stopped smiling and stood on the beam of the house. A ball of fiery red blood mist surrounds it, and its voice suddenly became erratic, like a sharp scream.

"I am a dignified Shura, the lord of the eighteenth level of hell blood pool hell. It has existed in the world since ancient times... The evil things that Shura of my blood pool have done, the people who have killed, and the human flesh they have eaten, hehe, it has been breathing more than you two dolls."

The blood mist suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, turning into a huge ghost head, biting it at the two of them like a roar.

Before the two of them could reach out to block the enemy, they found that the ghost head passed through the two of them and turned into a wisp of blue smoke and scattered everywhere.

"But... those who don't know are innocent. You are still a doll with not growing hair. I don't want to bother with you."

The little ghost touched his chin, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said to the girl: "Do you want to know what happened ten years ago in this room?"

The girl clenched her fists, and she vaguely felt that the little ghost was seducing her to explore the old things that had been covered for a long time, but this matter was too tempting for her.

She wanted to know why her fairy-like mother kept a little ghost in the backyard and why there was a girl the same size as her in the crystal coffin in the alchemy furnace.

"I think."

"Junior sister! No! It..."

Before Liu Ruohuan could finish speaking, she found that the little ghost stretched out his finger and his throat was hoarse and he could no longer make any sound.

"Your mother was originally a down-and-out Taoist, who relied on some tricks to make a living... Hehehe, who knows if the child she gave birth to angered the gods, congenital blindness and acquired deafness, and not long after, even her brain broke down."

When the little devil said this, he pointed to his bare head and said sinisterly: "But although there are no six consciousnesses, the soul still exists. In this way, your mother accidentally heard that there was an ice coffin storing the bones of ancestors on the Sanqing Temple, and she came all the way."

"It's a pity that the ice coffin was occupied by the body of a senior official. In order to save his daughter, your mother kept her body from rotting. That night, she burned the entire Sanqing Temple with a fire. The fire burned for three days and three nights in a row. More than 60 lives in the temple were burned to death, like black charcoal."

"Since then, your mother got the ice coffin as she wished, put it in her child, and sealed the soul with the soul locking array. She also arranged the identity of a Taoist Yunyou, and re-cultivated the Three Pure Land View in the name of the deceased souls here, and became the master of this generation of temples."

Liu Ruohuan was stunned when he heard this. He thought that the Taoist nun was the key to the story in the whole memory. Now it sounds like this mother is the protagonist in the Taoist nun’s memories.

"But the soul is immortal, and you can only lie there like a piece of wood. If you want to restore her to the past, you need some strange folk remedies. Here, there is a secret method of soul exchange, which means finding a baby girl born in the same year, month and day of the same month, and the birth date and eight characters are in line with each other, so that the souls of the two can be transferred, and others will replace her daughter's fate, and her daughter will be reborn."

"I...I..."

Seeing that the girl was speechless, the little ghost shrugged her shoulders like a hump, "Hey, but this secret soul-changing technique is unique to hell, not a magic trick on earth, so she went down the mountain to slaughter the whole village's creatures, summoned me from hell, and helped her complete this technique."

"In order to make your bloodlines fit with each other, it is not easy to make mistakes. She feeds you blood while you are asleep every day and night, so until today, when I saw you, I found that your appearance is getting closer to her."

"you……"

The girl wanted to tell her that she lies, but she could never say it again because the words said by the little ghost were correct and what had happened over the years.

Especially when she woke up from her dream one night, she found that her mother had cut her fingers and fed her blood drop by drop.

That night she closed her eyes tremblingly and did not dare to open them from beginning to end.

"I made a deal with your mother back then, but I felt that you were more interesting at this time. How about making an exception and making a deal with you?"

Liu Ruohuan's body moved and ran forward quickly to pull the girl's hand. However, the girl turned her head and looked at him with a cold he had never seen before.

With a wave of her sleeve, the girl threw him aside, looked up at the laughing little ghost, and asked, "Can you help me kill her with your help?"

Before the little ghost could speak, the door behind suddenly burst open with a loud bang, and a figure flew into it, holding a peach wood sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "Shura! What are you talking nonsense to my daughter!"

The little ghost grimaced at the Taoist at the door, "Can you not allow others to say what you do?"

With a "bang!", the peach wood sword was thrown out of the Taoist's hand and penetrated directly into the beam of the room. The little ghost jumped back and hid in the air.
Chapter completed!