『』，。 Baidu Search to Give Strength Literature Network Chapter 268 Dead Air

Unconsciously, it's the past again.

Sure enough, as Tang Huan expected, after a month, the bead in the "Jiuyang Divine Furnace" once again showed its incomparable absorbing power. After devouring the power contained in the full forty "Xuanyin Soul Beads", the white orb hibernated again.

This gave Tang Huan a little headache, and in another month, last night's scene would be repeated.

Now he only had two Holy Rank "Demon Yuan Stones" left, and more than twenty "Xuanyin Soul Beads", and they were not enough to absorb the white beads once.

However, treasures such as the Holy Rank "Demon Yuan Stone" and "Xuanyin Soul Bead" are not something that can be found casually, and it is useless to be in a hurry. Tang Huan simply settled his mind and didn't think much about it, and as soon as the morning dawn appeared, he went out with the sacrifices to the northwest suburbs of Angry Wave City.

When he went out this time, he not only carried the little girl on his back, but also carried the little girl on his back. The two little ones had been in the blacksmith for ten days, and they had long been suffocated. Tang Huan had to take them all with him.

Hundreds of people set off with Tang Huan, including Tang Xiong.

Outside the city, there is a vast flat land surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the mounds rise up one after another, which is actually dense and endless.

This is the largest cemetery outside of Raging Waves.

Some of the mounds are overgrown with weeds and toppled tombstones, and it looks like no one has come to worship them for years, while others have been cleaned up.

Between the mounds, the road is criss-crossed.

Tang Huan followed his memory and bent left and right inside.

About half an hour later, Tang Huan, who stopped in front of a tomb, couldn't help but be stunned.

Although there are no traces of this tomb being worshipped in recent times, there are only some sparse young grass on the surface of the mound, as if it was shoveled some time ago, but it seems to be too clean, and the rain has washed out obvious shallow ditches on the mound.

"Could it be that during the time I left Angry Wave City, the old fat man came?" Tang Huan was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it, and in the blink of an eye, two eyes fell on the tombstone.

Therefore, the ancestor Ji is like the tomb of Lord Mian!

Son, stand!

On the tombstone, Tang Huan's name was not left behind the word "er". This is because Tang Huan, who was young at the time, wanted to let his mother return to the Tang family and then bury his mother in a grand manner, and after doing this, he would engrave his name in a dignified manner.

When Tang Huan got older, he had long lost that kind of mind, not to mention, Tang Huan already knew that he had no blood relationship with Tang Tianren and the Tang family.

As for "Ji Rumian", it is Tang Huan's mother's name.

For Tang Huan on the earth, Ji Rumian is just a young woman who has never met before, but after receiving the memories of the teenager, this woman's voice and smile are directly imprinted in the depths of Tang Huan's soul, not only did not fade with the passage of time, but became clearer and clearer.

Before Tang Huan was reborn in this world, he was already thirty years old, and when Ji Rumian died, he was only in his twenties.

Without that memory, Tang Huan would not have been able to regard Ji Rumian as his mother no matter what, but now, this is a natural thing for him, with the passage of time, he and the young man have long been one and two, two and one, and have become one.

It's just that when Ji Rumian's smile and every move appeared in his mind, Tang Huan's parents in his previous life couldn't help but flash in front of him.

Unconsciously, Tang Huan's eyes became moist.

After a long while, Tang Huan calmed down a little, thrust the dragon and phoenix spear into the ground, and then put down the little girl, placed the sacrifices in front of the tombstone one by one and lit a handful of incense, but just when Tang Huan's expression was solemn and he was about to kneel down, the girl next to him suddenly giggled.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Huan frowned, a little displeased.

"There's no one inside, what are you worshipping at a pile of dirt?" the little girl pouted.

"No one, what do you mean?" Tang Huan didn't react for a while.

"I don't understand this, meaning it's an empty tomb?" the little girl snorted, wrinkling her nose.

"Empty tomb, how is it possible?"

Tang Huan couldn't help but laugh, how could this be an empty tomb?

When his mother died, it was obviously with the help of the old man and the old fat man that he buried his mother with his own hands. Even this mound was piled up and compacted by him little by little.

The scene at that time, even after more than ten years, is still vivid.

How could such a tomb become an empty tomb?

"Little girl, stop talking nonsense, don't think that if your strength has recovered a little, I won't spank you!" Tang Huan snorted and said in a low voice. Tang Xiong and the others all stopped dozens of meters away, not worrying about being heard, but it was always right to be careful.

"It's hard to be a good person!"

The little girl's face was slightly red, and she said angrily, "Tang Huan, anyway, I have already reminded you, you don't believe it yourself, but you can't blame me." ”

Listening to her tone and looking at her expression, it doesn't seem like nonsense, is it......

Tang Huan looked at the little girl suspiciously: "Why do you think this is an empty tomb?" On the little girl's chest, Xiao Budian quietly poked her little head out of the cloth pocket, and her big blue eyes turned between Tang Huan and the little girl, as if she was quite puzzled.

"Of course it's the feeling. ”

The little girl raised her head, and saw that Tang Huan's face was a little dark, and quickly explained in a childish voice, "After people die, there is dead air, even if even the bones have disappeared and turned into a handful of loess, the dead air will still exist for a period of time before dissipating." The other graves around here have the smell of death overflowing, but your mother's grave is not dead at all. ”

Tang Huan frowned and said, "Dead air, why can't I smell anything?"

"Do you think anyone can smell this dead air?" the little girl rolled her eyes at Tang Huan angrily, "I lived with the 'Xuanming Ghost King', who is also one of the eight demon kings of the demon race, for a long time, and I learned how to distinguish death from her. ”

"The ...... of the Ghost King"

Tang Huan muttered softly, his face became a little gloomy, and his two eyes fell on the mound again, but after a while, Tang Huan couldn't help but change his complexion suddenly, "This grave of my mother has been dug up, and the excavation time is within half a year!"

At this moment, he finally understood why this mound only had a little sparse green grass, and why there were traces of erosion on the surface of the mound, all because the grave had been dug up recently, and the soil was loose, and naturally a large number of such shallow ditches would appear when it rained.

After waking up to this, Tang Huan's face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly strode forward, his hands and ten fingers like hooks, and quickly slashed.

The dust was flying, and the mound was getting shorter and shorter.

"Brother Tang Huan, what are you doing here?"

A shocked voice suddenly sounded, but it was Tang Xiong who rushed over like a whirlwind after seeing Tang Huan's abnormal movements from a distance, and there was a trace of unconcealable consternation and unbelievability on his rough face.

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