The Feilong Seal is an heirloom left by the ancestors of the Ji family. Even if Xuanmen is declining now, the Feilong Seal is still full of aura.
Because Ji Ling's divination revealed a "big bad" hexagram, he was afraid that something might happen to his son, so he transferred most of the aura of the Feilong Seal to the amulet and gave it to his son.
Now that there are cracks in the Feilong Seal, it means that the hexagram has come true.
The ancestors once said that the Feilong Seal was an object left by the Xuanmen ancestral spirit to the Ji family. If the descendants of the Ji family are in danger in the future, the Feilong Seal can summon the Xuanmen ancestral spirit to help.
But you only have one chance!
Mr. Ji looked at the cracked flying dragon seal and his fingers trembled.
After hesitating for a while, he reached out and prepared to pick up the Feilong Seal.
The moment his finger touched the Flying Dragon Seal, the Flying Dragon Seal turned into a piece of light golden light and instantly dissipated in the air.
Mr. Ji's face was full of shock.
"Ancestral spirits!"
The moment the Feilong Seal disappeared, Ji Yuanxiu, who was thousands of miles away, frowned.
A majestic spiritual energy returned from afar and was instantly absorbed by his soul.
He closed his eyes subconsciously, and then saw Mr. Ji slumped on the ground in front of the altar of the Ji family's ancestral temple thousands of miles away.
Ji Yuanxiu remembered the Feilong Seal that was given to the ancestors of the Ji family thousands of years ago, and instantly understood what was going on.
He used his spiritual consciousness to transmit the message thousands of miles to the ancestral hall of the Ji family.
"The Feilong Seal is gone, and the Ji family will have nothing to do with me from now on!"
Mr. Ji knelt on the ground in panic, kowtowing to the altar.
"Lord Ancestral Spirit, you are the ancestral spirit of Xuanmen. You have protected our Xuanmen family for generations. Now that Xuanmen is in decline, you..."
Ji Yuanxiu interrupted him coldly.
"The art of Xuanmen is firstly to strengthen the body, and secondly to protect the peace of the world! Looking at what your Ji family children have done, are they strengthening the body and protecting the peace of the world?"
"If you don't take one of the two, you have already violated the foundation of Xuanmen. How can you have the face to ask me to continue to protect your Ji family?"
Mr. Ji was in a state of confusion and hurriedly kowtowed to explain.
"Lord Ancestor Spirit, please allow me to explain."
Ji Yuanxiu's patience ran out, and his voice became increasingly hollow and cold.
"Ji Ling conspired with ghosts to plot against ordinary people. How do you explain it?"
Mr. Ji stiffened for a moment and hurriedly explained.
"Lord Ancestor Spirit, there must be a misunderstanding!"
There was a strong chill in Ji Yuanxiu's voice.
"Whether it is a misunderstanding or the truth, the police will make their own decision!"
After saying that, Ji Yuanxiu ignored Mr. Ji, withdrew his consciousness to cut off contact, and slowly opened his eyes.
Then he glared at Director Mo, who had been staring at him in front of him.
Ji Yuanxiu subconsciously took a step back.
He already knew the occupations and names of these people, so he asked Director Mo with a stern face and a frown.
"Director Mo, what are you doing for me?"
Director Mo's mouth twitched wildly.
"What are you doing?"
Ji Yuanxiu was stunned for a moment, then changed his words.
"Director Mo, what's the matter?"
Director Mo listened to the little guy's words and then looked at Ji Yuanxiu, who spoke like an old scholar, and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
"Kid Yuan Xiu, do you usually talk to Zaizai and the others like this?"
Ji Yuanxiu was called "little Yuanxiu" and his brows were so furrowed that he could kill a mosquito.
Jiang Siheng looked at him and came quickly.
"Yes! Because he is the brother-in-law, and the brother-in-law is the elder, and elders talk in the same way as elders!"
Director Mo: "..."
Such a little elder...
He couldn't help but want to laugh.
The assistant director was also nearby and couldn't help laughing while listening to the conversation between the three.
"Kid Yuan Xiu does have the attitude of an elder, especially when he talks with a straight face, he looks like a little adult."
Ji Yuanxiu: "..."
Adults are adults!
What is a little adult?
He is nearly two thousand years old!
Ji Yuanxiu's brows were so furrowed that he could hardly let them go.
The producer saw that he was fair and extremely handsome, so he picked him up.
Ji Yuanxiu: "..."
Ji Yuanxiu froze, slipped out of the producer's arms like a loach, and quickly stood behind Huo Chenyun.
The immature childish voice was a little frightening and a little helpless.
"Third brother, he hugs me!"
Huo Chenyun just hung up the phone and quickly looked at the producer after listening to Ji Yuanxiu's words.
That was an embarrassment for the producer.
"Um...ahem, Chen Yun, I think Yuan Xiu is very cute, so I want to hug him."
Ji Yuanxiu: "I'm not cute! I'm very fierce! Very bad!"
Producer:"……"
Not to mention the producer, even Director Mo and the other four couldn't help laughing.
Ji Yuanxiu stamped his feet in anger.
Huo Chenyun poked his head out from behind and looked fierce.
But her fair little face had already turned red.
"What I said is true!"
Huo Chenyun looked at the little milk dragon stamping its feet and couldn't help but reach out and touch his little head.
Ji Yuanxiu, whose head was touched: "..."
Jiang Siheng walked to him and lowered his voice to remind him.
"Uncle, just think that you are really five years old now! A five-year-old kid... looks really cute!"
Ji Yuan repaired his molars.
"I am nearly two thousand years old! I can be considered their ancestor!"
There are those who hug their ancestors!
In what manner?
Jiang Siheng sighed, looked at Zaizai who still hadn't woken up, and continued talking to Ji Yuanxiu in a low voice.
"Then tell them directly, and then everyone will know about it. The whole country... no, people all over the world will know that there are many inhumans in the Huo family!"
Ji Yuanxiu froze instantly.
Why did he become the Huo family's uncle? Was it not to adapt to the social laws of this era and to comply with the laws of heaven?
If you really meet someone, say he is nearly two thousand years old...
If you are not struck by the law of heaven, you will be treated as a lunatic, or the Huo family will be involved in trouble...
The more Ji Yuanxiu thought about it, the uglier his face became.
Bai Mingxu and Bai Nanxi couldn't help but chuckle as they watched.
Huo Chenyun looked at Director Mo and others who were laughing loudly, and then at Ji Yuanxiu who was blushing and uncomfortable. He coughed and opened his mouth to lie.
"Even if Yuan Xiu is cute, don't hug him. He has severe mysophobia."
The producer was stunned for a moment and quickly apologized to Ji Yuanxiu.
"Kid Yuanxiu, uncle didn't know you had mysophobia. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
Ji Yuanxiu's face turned red and he waved his hands like a grown-up.
"It's okay, don't touch me again."
The producer nodded hurriedly.
"No touching, no touching, promise!"
Director Mo and the others looked at it and nodded.
"Don't worry! We won't touch it either."
Ji Yuanxiu finally relaxed.
Huo Chenyun looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was already heading west.
I looked at my watch again, it was half past two in the afternoon.
Director Mo knew what he was waiting for, so he suppressed his smile and spoke to him gently.
"This place is remote, and cars can't get through. Even if we call 120 and 110, it will probably take two to three hours at the fastest."
Having said this, Director Mo looked at Zaizai, who was still motionless in Huo Chenyun's arms, and his voice became much lower.
"Chen Yun, if not, you should walk with Zaizai and the young general Yuan Xiu first, and ask Xu Lie and A Wang to follow you. We will keep an eye on Song Huan and the others, waiting for the police and medical staff to arrive."
Huo Chenyun shook his head.
"No, Zaizai's condition is special, and it won't be good even if he goes to the hospital."
Director Mo: "..."
Ji Yuanxiu looked around and spoke calmly.
"The evil spirit is still strong in this village, and the yin energy has not completely dissipated. It is best not to separate for the time being."
After he finished speaking, Director Mo and the other five subconsciously moved closer to them.
Ji Yuanxiu immediately pressed against Huo Chenyun again.
Mo guided the five people: "..."
Jiang Siheng stood on tiptoe to look at Zai Zai in Huo Chenyun's arms, and couldn't help but squeeze Zai Zai's chubby little hands.
"Zai Zai, when will you wake up? Do you have snacks to eat?"
Mo guided the five people: "Snacks?"
Jiang Siheng and Ji Yuanxiu said in unison.
"Yin Qi and evil spirits, Zai Zai likes to eat them."
Mo guided the five people: "..."
Zaizai opened his eyes in confusion, his voice was vague.
"Snacks? Where?"
