"It's over?"

"How is that possible?!"

Mrs. Zhang stood on one leg at the door of Liu Xiaoxi's house, the door was open, her eyes looked into it carefully, her expression suddenly became strange, the room was empty, very neat and clean...... Only the deep, long sword mark on the ground told her that there had been a thrilling fight in the house. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She looked out at the courtyard outside, which was much worse than the house, for it had rained yesterday and there were footprints on the ground...... She recognized the smaller, shoe-clad footprints as Meng Fan's, and the two larger ones with sharp toes...... It must be the ghost's.

In addition to the footprints, there were also messy sword marks, splashes of dirt, and stinking liquids......

Near the doorway was a human skin, torn and twisted...... It looks like it was torn off under the wrath of that ghost!

There was still a little blood next to the human skin......

There was clearly a shocking fight here, and it lasted for a short time, so short that it was over from the moment she noticed it and ran over from the backyard......

People have also disappeared!

"Something is wrong......

Mrs. Zhang walked into the house slowly, her eyebrows twisted into a bulging pimple, and she first checked in the house, but the more she checked, the paler her face became, and the shorter her breathing became......

It seems that something terrible has been discovered!

"Meng Fan......" At this time, a girl ran in, still holding a pair of scissors in her hand, holding them on her chest, trembling constantly, "Meng Fan...... What about people?"

Seeing that Meng Fan was not there, her eyes suddenly became wet, and tears were about to fall.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at the creek and said in a deep voice, "Don't cry yet...... Meng Fan's ......"

"He always said he was a great ......"

The girl choked up, looked at the empty room, looked at the shocking sword marks, knew what was happening here without thinking about it, her heart tightened, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she finally cried......

"But, Grandma...... He's not really good, right, he's all bragging...... He's stupid...... I used to teach him math problems, and after telling him several times, he would still come to me and ask, "Xiaoxi, how do you solve this problem...... He's so stupid, stupid that he thinks he's going to solve everything......"

"Xiaoxi!" Mrs. Zhang's voice became solemn, "He didn't lie to you...... He's really good!"

Mrs. Zhang sat down on the chair and took a deep breath: "Grandma just said that she made a mistake because she suddenly thought that the ghost thing had absorbed a large amount of Jingyang, and I am afraid that her cultivation has far surpassed Meng Fan, and it is no longer something that Meng Fan can deal with...... But at the moment, it seems that the stupid boy may have retained his cultivation before, and this sword mark is not something that can be done in the second level of Condensation...... Moreover, things are not so simple to cultivate!"

Mrs. Zhang pointed to Liu Xiaoxi's bed with a complicated expression: "Grandma thought that the courtyard outside was the main battlefield, but if you look closely, this room is full of countless murderous opportunities...... There was not a trace of messiness in this bed, obviously Meng Fan didn't let the ghost thing take a step closer...... He must have stabbed a sword in bed and repelled the monster!"

She pointed to a pot of green plants next to the bed: "This pot of flowers has moved a little because when the ghost thing retreated, it endangered here, and he forced the ghost thing away while protecting this pot of flowers...... There are also his fingerprints on the flower pots, you can see for yourself!"

Liu Xiaoxi suppressed the sadness in her heart, looked at the bed, and then looked at the pot of flowers, there was a shallow fingerprint on it, and nodded tearfully, grandma should be right.

Mrs. Zhang pointed to the table beside her again, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly: "Later, the ghost thing retreated to the table and put his hand here, and the paper on the table was wrinkled...... It was here that he swung that astonishing sword, a sword to the end, and slashed this sword mark on the ground......"

After a pause, she said: "This is no longer a method of using a sword, but like using a sword as a knife, slashing vigorously, without taking into account its own flaws, it is a desperate road...... That's a peachwood sword, such a deep sword mark, such a waste of true qi, why did he do this, there is nothing on this table, it definitely doesn't look like that kid's style...... Here, grandma can't figure it out!"

Liu Xiaoxi burst into tears when she heard this, walked to the table, and spread out the piece of paper, on which was a poem she had written casually...... It was the song "Long Dry Walk" that he read to her!

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicion.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at it and sighed: "So desperate, just for a piece of broken paper...... What a stupid boy!"

He ...... Not stupid!"

There was silence...... The atmosphere in the room was a little stuffy, mixed with the sound of uncontrollable crying...... The night wind of late autumn blew into the house, and it was a little cold...... Liu Xiaoxi clasped his hands to his chest, pasted the piece of paper closest to his heart, and tears fell in tears, wiped it off, and flowed out again...... Can't stop......

Ah Fu, who had gone out to play, finally returned home, got into the house, looked at the two of them with round eyes, and ran out again, looking at the messy footprints in the yard, sniffing his nose, and smelling a trace of fishy ...... I also smell familiar......

The mood eased a little, and Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth again, trying her best to make her tone sound calm: "It's not just the bed, it's the flower pot, it's the broken paper...... Everything in this house, that silly boy is protecting...... After so many distractions, he must have suffered some losses, otherwise the situation of this house would not be what it is now...... Intact. Is it worth it just to do it...... It's just a dilapidated house...... Smash it, smash it, there's nothing more important than life......"

Although his tone was calm, after finishing speaking, Liu Xiaoxi cried even more.

Perhaps the most sincere emotion is not the beautiful poems and moving vows, but the ...... What he secretly did for her when she couldn't see it......

Mrs. Zhang stood up, gently put a pair of withered hands on Xiaoxi's shoulders, and walked outside the house together, and then, Mrs. Zhang pointed to the broken human skin on the ground and said: "That is the sword, which angered the ghost and forced the ghost to retreat outside the door, and in a fit of rage, the ghost thing tore off the human skin...... Revealing its true form, it decided to kill that silly boy!"

"It was here that the silly boy was tricked and spurted blood...... That's it, it's the splattered blood. Mrs. Zhang pointed to the blood stains on the ground, and spoke quickly, "When I arrived in the courtyard, the stupid boy finally had no worries and exerted all his strength, his footprints seemed messy, but they were secretly in line with the footwork of the Nine Palaces Bagua, the steps were fierce, the sword was sharp, the true qi was agitated, and the Dao sword marks were drawn on the ground, and the dirt was splashed...... But it was the ghost thing, the footprints were messy, the footwork was staggering, the sword was frequently hit, and the stinky blood flowed all over the place, and finally escaped under the defeat...... That stupid boy must be trying to cut down the grass and chase that ghost!"

"He did these things in the blink of an eye, I still underestimated that stupid boy a little!" Mrs. Zhang's eyes looked very awe-inspiring, admiration, and then a little proud, "This stupid boy is worthy of grandma's little brother, ruthless and affectionate, haha......"

With that, she actually grinned.

"Grandma!" Knowing that Meng Fan was okay for the time being, Liu Xiaoxi exhaled a long breath and said angrily, "He is spurting blood, and you are still laughing...... And when will he come back?"

Mrs. Zhang stopped laughing, squatted on the ground, sniffed the smelly blood, and her expression became solemn again: "If you guess correctly, this is the smell of adult rotting corpses...... According to the traces of the fight at the scene, this carrion corpse already has considerable cultivation, but the silly boy is even more powerful, he should be able to deal with a carrion corpse, if the hunt goes well, he will definitely be able to come back tonight......"

"A ......" Liu Xiaoxi heard the crisis implied in her grandmother's words, "This thing...... Will there be a lot of them?"

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she hesitated for a moment before she smiled miserably: "Grandma doesn't want to lie to you, rotting corpses, rotting corpses, and hundreds of corpses will become rotten...... There won't be just one!" (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )