Grandpa's confession made my mood clear again.

I don't care in the slightest about what he's hiding.

All I cared about was concealment, which was deception.

What I ask for is that there is no betrayal and deception.

Now that the words have been spoken, and since there is no longer deception, I naturally release my suspicions and will not care about anything anymore.

Grandpa's confession also made me almost hold back tears.

Even if he doesn't confess, I don't have the qualifications to care, but he confesses again.

How fortunate I am that the faith in my heart has not collapsed.

He still deserves my respect.

I grew in love with him.

Listening to my grandfather's words, my mood can be described as a thousand turns.

Grandpa's last bargain made me laugh out loud again.

As I laughed, Grandpa let out a long sigh of relief and chuckled softly.

"Slander: making something out of nothing, speaking ill of people, slandering people's reputation, slandering. The old comrade opposite, since you used slanderous words, then, please sit down, which one do you apply?" I quickly stopped my tears and laughter, and raised my eyebrows.

"You actually call me an old comrade? Two chopsticks flew in.

"Someone doesn't have the attitude to admit mistakes. I raised my hand and flicked the flying chopsticks back again.

"Then I'll eat all this cake. After Grandpa took the chopsticks, he quickly pulled the cake on the table in front of him.

"No, I can't. It's mine. "I hurriedly went to grab it.

The rest of the meal was a great one.

I mentioned to my grandfather that I met the corpse queen some time ago, and my grandfather told me that raising corpses is a complex system, and it will cause different results due to different times of life and different methods of raising corpses.

The Corpse King I mentioned has another closed eye on his forehead, which is the Ghost-Eyed Corpse King, who must have had a ghostly eye during his lifetime.

This corpse king is more powerful and has two lives, and its strength is doubled when it has a second life.

Xiangxi is a mysterious place known for refining corpses and raising corpses, and there are more corpses there than I imagined, and it is best for me not to set foot in them until I have exhausted the contents of the spell book.

Corpse keepers raise corpses, either for personal gain, or simply to create satisfactory works.

Corpse kings are difficult to raise, but they are not uncommon.

In the future, when I encounter the corpse king and the corpse change, as long as I am not attacked, don't take the initiative to go up, let alone think about tracking down anything.

My strength is limited, and he doesn't want to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person one day.

Just as I encountered ten years ago, the mass killing without reason and indifference is a very special situation, and it is unlikely to happen again, and the corpse keeper raises the corpse, even if it is for personal gain, it pays attention to the cause to have the effect, and the revenge must be avenged.

"I can't beat it, I'm definitely not going to make it hard, I'm not stupid. "I'm going to turn the page about the Corpse King, about the other two Corpse Kings that Luo has seen.

"It's quite a boast. You're not stupid, but I hope you're stupid. "Grandpa was very sideways to my boasting.

"How can anyone who is a grandfather still expect his granddaughter to be stupid?"

"You don't understand that. Fools have foolish blessings, and their minds are too heavy and easy to get tired. ”

"Grandpa, how can I listen to you, this is also boasting. ”

"Is there one?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, then you're going to learn from me, my boast is much more advanced than yours. ”

"Yes, yes, it's very advanced. The little ones were taught. ”

At this point in the conversation, I put down my chopsticks, stood up from my seat, and bowed deeply to my grandfather.

My movements were too big to attract attention and discussion from all around, and my grandfather propped his elbows on the table to cover his face and pretended not to know me at all.

A thin old man entered the hotel at this time, his clothes were thin, his black pants and cloth shoes were open, his gray shirt was open, there was a black halo at the center of his eyebrows, his lips were blue, his teeth were black and yellow, and he kept inhaling heavily.

He has pig eyes, a dog nose and a sheep mouth, thin lips and reverse lower lips, chicken breasts and dog belly, and he is full of cheapness.

His appearance instantly diverted the attention of the diners, who looked at them in disgust.

The boss paused his busyness and hurried away, and pushed him out of the store without saying a word.

He was pushed out of the door and almost fell, but he was not annoyed, and after stabilizing his body, he walked down the street again.

"What does the girl think is wrong with him?" asked Grandpa as I withdrew my gaze.

"He is black and evil to the bones, but he is not possessed by a ghost, and he is not too cold on a cold day. Could it be that there is a corpse hidden in his body?" "There are more corpses that I have never seen, so I am naturally curious about what the corpses hidden in the shells of others will look like.

"Let's go, grandpa will take you to see what you know. "Grandpa beckoned the boss to settle the bill.

When my grandfather and I came out of the hotel, the man hadn't gone far, so we tried to hide our bodies and follow him.

He stopped and went, tried to eat in the restaurant several times on the way, but after being kicked out, he bought braised vegetables and a few steamed buns at a roadside stall and went straight to a remote bungalow.

He went into the house to eat and drink enough, covered the sheet and fell asleep, and my grandfather and I watched his condition through the gap in the curtains, shivering with cold.

We laughed at each other for being so cold that we insisted on waiting until midnight.

In the middle of the night, I was about to give up when the corpse appeared.

I saw that the sleeping man suddenly grinned, and the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, the color of his skin gradually faded, more and more delicate and ruddy, and at the same time, the original skinny and shriveled figure gradually became fuller, and even the buttocks were plump.

It didn't take long for his ugly appearance to disappear, and instead of lying on the bed, there was a beautiful woman with big eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and a small mouth.

As the transformation was over, she stood up and looked around and shed two lines of tears.

At this point, I had gained knowledge, and my grandfather took me out of the same place and back to the hotel.

On the way, I asked my grandfather how to get rid of the corpse hidden in his shell while ensuring his safety.

Grandpa mentioned that the corpse is greedy and loves to be clean.

The nemesis of the meat corpse is the three broken soul intestines, and the table is based on the pig's large intestine, and the inside is filled with ear feces, eye feces, and nose feces.

As long as the intestines look delicious and clean, and place them in a place where the corpses can be easily spotted before they appear, the corpses will take them and finish there.

Then, the person is safe.

In addition to this method, disturbing the corpse will put the person in danger, and may force the corpse to die with the person, hurting the corpse is equivalent to hurting the person, and killing the corpse is equivalent to killing the person.

As Grandpa spoke, the sound of running footsteps came faintly from behind us.

The corpse had changed into ill-fitting women's clothes, and was running barefoot in the street and looking around, looking anxious and anxious.

There were no pedestrians on the street except for me and my grandfather, and her eyes quickly locked on us.

She hesitated for a moment, ran up to us, stopped us on our knees, and begged us to help her become normal.

She thinks that since the corpse still has its own mind, since it can still appear at night for a while, there must be a way to make her a normal person in this world.

My grandfather and I can walk on the street in the cold late night of Mohe without hurrying, we are definitely not ordinary people, we are definitely masters.

In response to her plea, Grandpa smiled lightly and took my hand and waited for her words to finish, and then the five fingers of his free hand were drawn to her neck.

Between Grandpa's index finger and middle finger, I don't know when it has been sandwiched, it is like a long needle of unknown material, even in the dark night glows with cold light.

With her grandfather's movements, the object cut off her neck like tofu.

She instantly reverted to the appearance of an ugly old man.

Grandpa continued to hold my hand, bypassing him and moving on.

He was on his knees in the snow, and as we passed him, his head had not yet had time to fall off his neck, his blood had not yet had time to gush out of his wounds.