"Take it and play with it. You can absorb the spiritual energy inside at any time." He handed the small crystal stone to Qinghuang, and then Guan Heng asked: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Thank you for saving me, little brother. I admire your amazing skills in bow and arrow." After hearing the middle-aged man's heartfelt praise, Guan Heng smiled slightly and said, "Is this Mr. Zhu Wang?"

"Eh?" Zhu Wang, a middle-aged man, couldn't help being surprised: "How do you know my name?"

"That's it." Qinghuang rushed to say, "My brother wants to ask you to make a snare drum..." Then, Guan Heng, Qinghuang and the man Zhu Wang walked to his residence, describing their purpose and waiting.

When they arrived at the hut where Zhu Wang lived, they all made it clear.

"Oh, that's it." Zhu Wang nodded: "Okay, although I haven't made drums in a few years, I have never given up my skills. If you don't mind, little brother, I can help you with this."

Having said this, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of the hut: "Xiao Qian, open the door, daddy is back."

"Yes, is it daddy? He's here..." The other party's voice in the room answered as softly as a mosquito. Then, Guan Heng and the others heard the sound of chains mopping the floor, and the door creaked open.

When they saw the child named "Xiao Qian", Guan Heng and Qing Huang were startled at the same time, because the other person's appearance was so miserable that they couldn't help but stand on end.

Xiao Qian looks to be eleven or twelve years old, about the same age as Qing Huang now, but he is much thinner. He is almost skinny and skinny, like a living monkey. Although he is wearing clothes, he is frail.

The skeleton cannot be held up at all.

The most important thing is that the child's feet are tied with a thick and long copper chain, one end of which is firmly fixed on a hundred kilogram stone at the end of the house.

Zhu Wang whispered at this time: "This is my son Xiao Qian. Don't take it off, I tied him up because of the last resort." At this point, he had already taken off the pocket on his back and started to move.

He took out a whole piece of Poria and handed it over: "Child, eat it."

When Xiao Qian saw this thing, he immediately wiped away his frail appearance, grabbed it and started chewing it, completely ignoring the dirt and mud on it, looking like he was going crazy with hunger, looking at Guan Heng, Qing Huang secretly frowned

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Watching his son eat a large piece of Poria three times, Zhu Wang took out Polygonum multiflorum, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonatum odoratum and other medicinal materials from his pocket, and handed them over one by one. Xiao Qian ate faster and faster, and the more he ate, the harder he ate. Suddenly,

Suddenly, Zhu Wang reached out and took out the bag. It turned out that there was nothing in the bag.

"I'm sorry, that's all I have today. Daddy will go tomorrow..." Before Zhu Wang could finish his sentence, the skinny Xiao Qian suddenly screamed: "Uh ah ah ah - I want to eat, I want to eat too."

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"Xiao Qian, please bear with me for now." Zhu Wang, a seven-foot-tall man, suddenly hugged his son with tears in his eyes and shouted: "It's useless because of dad, it's useless because of dad."

"Uh uh uh uh!" The scrawny child screamed like crazy. He opened his mouth and bit Zhu Wang's shoulder with his white teeth, tearing it apart fiercely.

"Ah!" Seeing this scene, Qinghuang's beauty turned pale. Guan Heng was about to jump over. Zhu Wang hurriedly endured the pain and shouted: "Little brother, don't come over. This child will become like this. It's all my fault.

Just let him bite, and he will stop naturally after just two bites."

While talking, Xiao Qian bit off two large pieces of flesh from Zhu Wang's shoulder and swallowed them three times. Qinghuang hurriedly closed her eyes and turned her head, not wanting to read any more.

The blood kept falling to the ground. Zhu Wang was so painful that he almost fainted, but Xiao Qian didn't seem to want to stop. The next moment, the child suddenly opened his mouth and bit the other person's neck and throat. Guan Heng was really anxious this time.

Because if he doesn't stop it, Zhu Wang will die.

"Huh——" He moved in front of the father and son in an instant, and Guan Heng gently slapped Xiao Qian on the forehead. The other person immediately turned his eyes and fainted. Guan Heng put his other hand on Zhu Wang's shoulder, with his palm

The Liangsheng ointment immediately helped him stop the bleeding.

"Thank you so much, little brother." Zhu Wang gritted his teeth and said these words, and finally fell to the ground with a plop.

Qinghuang helped support the unconscious Xiao Qian and put him on the bed, then asked: "Uncle, what on earth is going on?"

Zhu Wang panted and replied: "Well, this starts from when I still lived in Yangcheng..."

It turns out that Zhu Wang is a famous drum maker in Yangcheng. He lives with his wife and son in the west of Yangcheng. Although the family is not rich, they live a happy and comfortable life.

One day five years ago, a guest came all the way from the ancient Taotang Kingdom and asked Zhu Wang to make fifty "animal face drums", saying that he wanted to take them back to his tribe as a ritual item, which was very important.

Zhu Wang is a man who is serious about his work and pays attention to excellence. The customer also came because of his reputation and gave him thousands of gold shells as a reward. This was the total of Zhu Wang's hard work for more than ten years, so he started to work harder to make animal masks.

drum.

However, the appearance and structure of the drum provided by the customer were extremely complex. No matter how hard Zhu Wang worked day and night, it would still take him more than a month to complete. However, in the last few days, a major incident occurred in his family.

Zhu Wang's wife's natal family lived in the suburbs. In order not to disturb her husband's work, she returned to her natal family with her children. Who knew that the remote deserted village was invaded by a large number of evil spirits. More than a hundred villagers were all devoured by the ghosts.

The wife hid the child in a wooden cabinet and used her body to protect it...

When Zhu Wang heard the news and rushed to his wife's natal village, Zhu's wife had been eaten by evil spirits and only the upper half of her body was left, but Xiao Qian, who was hidden in the wooden cabinet, was safe and sound.

Furious and painful, Zhu Wang fell into madness and despair. He tied Xiao Qian to his back with a rope, and chased ghosts everywhere with a weapon, determined to avenge his tragic death of his wife. Time flew by and passed in the blink of an eye.

Two years.

Since Zhu Wang only wanted to hunt ghosts, he took very little care of his son. He did not notice that the more ghosts he killed, the thinner and haggard Xiao Qian became.

A handful of bones were dropped.

At this time, Zhu Wang felt something was wrong. It happened that Gao Fu, the leader of the Cabinet Mountain Wu Clan, was passing by Zhuofeng Gorge where his father and son were temporarily living. When he saw Xiao Qian's appearance, Gao Fu just sighed repeatedly. He told him that Xiao Qian had a rare disease.

"Ghost syndrome".

Generally, young children should not be exposed to too many ghosts. The spiritual energy in children is weak and pure, and they will automatically absorb ghost energy into their bodies. Over time, not only will they become weaker and weaker, but they will also become weaker as they age.

Be violent and bloodthirsty.

Regarding this kind of ghost transformation syndrome, Gao Fu's advice is to directly use external force to refine the ghost energy in the child's body and restore his vitality. However, this method has certain dangers.
Chapter completed!