Chapter 369 (2/2)

When Yu Qingyao saw it, he knew that the first holy place should be Zhu Laozu's and written by Qing Yun. The second spirit tablet should be written by Zhu hanxiu.

Immediately before her eyes emerged the most unforgettable moment in Zhu hanxiu's heart when she was a child.

She saw Zhu hanxiu, who was about eight or nine years old, mysteriously took out a bucket of red liquid and said to another little girl, ”this is the best drink my father gave me. You are my best friend. I'll give you a drink. Don't tell others.”

The little girl nodded happily, took a sip with expectation, sprayed it at that time, and exclaimed, ”what's this? It's fishy and smelly. It's hard to drink!”

Zhu hanxiu had no idea. She took a sip and said contentedly, ”no! It's very delicious!”

The little girl looked puzzled for a while, smelled the red liquid, then her face changed greatly and ran away in a panic.

Zhu hanxiu didn't understand his meaning.

Zhu hanxiu is a mixture of human and corpse. Half of her body is human and half is corpse. On weekdays, she has to drink some blood in addition to eating human food. Zhu Laozu put a bucket of demon blood in her storage bag for her daughter to drink when she was hungry. He urged her to avoid other children when drinking blood.

But Zhu hanxiu was still young at that time. She always felt that good things should be shared with good friends.

She thought demon blood was a delicious thing. This time, she couldn't help taking it out for her good friend to drink.

The little girl went back to tell her master, and her master became suspicious.

When the picture turned again, the Taoists forced him to come to the door and asked Zhu Laozu to explain.

Zhu hanxiu didn't understand what had happened. She only saw the unspeakable look of disgust and fear when the people looked at her.

She wondered why her smiling elders hated themselves so much in the past.

She knew she had done something wrong, but she didn't understand what was wrong.

She knew that people were asking their parents for her, but she didn't understand why.

She hid in fear and looked at the angry elders from the crack of the door.

Hear them angrily scold themselves as demons.

The next day, she had a lovely breakfast and prepared her own things to study in the inner courtyard. But her mother sighed, hugged her and said, ”Xiuer, you don't have to go.”

Zhu hanxiu said: ”Mom, I will be obedient. I will study hard and practice well.”

Qingyun shed two lines of blood and tears in her eyes and wept with her daughter in her arms.

The picture turns again, that is, Zhu hanxiu moves to the underground palace and often runs around and plays alone.

The underground palace was very big, and her footsteps echoed in the long and dark underground palace corridor.

Gradually, Zhu hanxiu grew up. She no longer ran alone. She often sat alone in a corner in a daze.

The scenery of the underground palace remains unchanged, and the silk curtain is gradually covered with dust and then weathered. The only living creature is the corpse that haunts in the crack of the wall.

The picture turns again to Zhu Laozu lying in bed with his eyes closed. His face was as dry as wax.

Yu Qingyao saw at a glance that he was dead.

Zhu hanxiu pouted and asked, ”Mom, why doesn't my father get up?”

Qingyun turned his face wet with blood and tears and said with a smile, ”your father won't get up again. I'll burn him later.”

Zhu hanxiu said in surprise, ”Mom, don't burn your father. He'll hurt.”