If Zhou Wen saw the appearance of the demon tomb now, he would definitely be surprised.

It can no longer be called a grave, but not only is there no grave, but there is also a large pit that seems to be a bottomless pit.

The flames in the pit rose, and the blazing white flames erupted dozens of meters high, if it weren't for the suppression of the seal set by the Zhang family, I am afraid that the flames would have already risen to the sky, and the whole world would know about it.

Even though it was suppressed by the seal, the flames were still terrifying and unimaginable, making the bottomless pit look like an entrance to purgatory, and the flames that burned constantly turned the surrounding rocks into crystals, and under the light of the flames, they shimmered with a strange light.

The wooden cart stopped not far from the deep pit, and the core figures of the Zhang family had basically arrived, and under the leadership of Zhang Siwei, they came to the edge of the seal.

The last time Zhou Wen saw Zhang Siwu, it was only five years ago, and now if Zhou Wen sees him again, I'm afraid he won't be able to recognize him.

Today's Zhang Siwei looks a lot older, not that there are many big changes in his face, but that his mental state looks bad.

Zhang Siwei looked at the pit of flames like the entrance of purgatory, and was distracted for a while, and seemed to be in a trance.

"Master, you can begin. Uncle Zhang reminded that although he was Zhang Siwei's eldest brother, at this time, he could only respectfully call the head of the family.

Zhang Siwu seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and glanced at the flame pit again, then retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the wooden cart.

The eyes of the Zhang family all looked at the wooden car with Zhang Siwu, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

"Master, the time is almost up. Uncle Zhang reminded again.

"Well, take it down. Zhang Siwei said.

When the uncle of the Zhang family heard this, he waved his hand, and suddenly eight people from the Zhang family lifted the coffin from the wooden cart and carried the coffin in front of them.

Zhang Siwei walked to the coffin, stroked the yellow paper talisman on the lid of the coffin with his fingers, and said with a strange expression: "Since the ancestor Heavenly Master was endowed by Heaven and founded my Heavenly Master lineage, the Zhang family has never had such a great shame. ”

Uncle Zhang's family said: "The head of the family, you can't say that, since the beginning of the ancestor Heavenly Master, our Zhang family has been entangled with her, and has been guarding the demon tomb, and the influence of her breath is too serious, the Zhang family has already planted the demonic qi in the blood, this is the cause of our Zhang family, and it is also the fruit we deserve." If she was really born like this, all of our Zhang family would be enchanted, and Yuzhi would naturally be no exception. ”

Everyone in the Zhang family is gloomy, although what Uncle Zhang said is right, the Zhang family is deeply affected by the drought, and the drought can no longer continue to suppress, and it is imperative to be born.

As long as the drought is born, the Zhang family has guarded the demon tomb for so many years, and is infected by the qi of the demon tomb, the demonic nature hidden in the body will explode, and it will become a monster that is neither human nor demonic.

After endless years of demonic erosion and heredity, that kind of demonic nature has penetrated into the bone marrow of the Zhang family, as long as the drought is born, even if the Zhang family escapes to the ends of the earth, it is useless.

Originally, the Zhang family had been looking for a way to solve this problem, but there had been no good way, seeing that the demon tomb was changing day by day, and the drought was about to be born again.

When the Zhang family thought that they were really going to exterminate the clan this time, who knew that the drought in the demon tomb actually put forward a condition.

As long as Zhang Yuzhi is fused with it, even if she is born, it will not trigger the demonic nature in the Zhang family's body, so that the Zhang family can always maintain the human nature.

It was a fusion rather than a contract, which made many people in the Zhang family unacceptable.

If you contract, at least Zhang Yuzhi will still be alive, but the fusion is equivalent to the reverse operation of Wang Mingyuan's fusion of the guardian, and the guardian will be the main body to fuse Zhang Yuzhi's body.

Although some of Zhang Yuzhi's characteristics will still be retained on the drought at that time, the mind will be a complete drought thought, and Zhang Yuzhi is no different from a complete death.

But the reality is cruel, the whole family is dead and only Zhang Yuzhi is dead, although this multiple-choice question is difficult, but the answer is obvious.

"Master of the family, let me send my little sister on her last ride. Zhang Chunqiu, who was on the side, said in a low voice.

"Can you?" Zhang Siwei was slightly stunned, looked at Zhang Chunqiu and asked.

The people of the Zhang family love Zhang Yuzhi very much, and Zhang Chunqiu is the one who has the best relationship with Zhang Yuzhi, originally Zhang Siwu didn't want Zhang Chunqiu to come, but he insisted on coming.

"I can, this last stretch of the road, I want to accompany my little sister together. Zhang Chunqiu said.

"Let Chunqiu send her, Chunqiu and Yuzhi have the best relationship, with Chunqiu sending her, Yuzhi can also feel at ease. Uncle Zhang persuaded on the side.

In fact, the uncle of the Zhang family is willing to speak for Zhang Chunqiu because there are many people in the Zhang family who do not agree to use Zhang Yuzhi to trade with Drought Fish.

If Zhang Chunqiu, who had the best relationship with Zhang Yuzhi, personally sent Zhang Yuzhi to Drought Fish, the others would have nothing to say.

"Go ahead, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, you always have to go on, take care of yourself. Zhang Siwu patted Zhang Chunqiu's shoulder and said.

"Spring and Autumn understands, you are the same. Zhang Chunqiu saluted respectfully, then walked to the side of the coffin, stroked the coffin and said, "Little sister, I'm here to see you off, I'll accompany you on this last journey." ”

After that, Zhang Chunqiu reached out and lifted the coffin and carried it on his shoulder.

Originally, the person carrying the coffin wanted to come up to help, but was stopped by Zhang Chunqiu: "I can do it myself." ”

After that, Zhang Chunqiu carried the coffin and walked towards the deep pit of flames step by step.

When the coffin reached the crystallized rock, the flames in the pit suddenly burst out, instantly burning the seal set by the Zhang family into flying ashes.

Thousands of yellow paper talismans rose in flames and turned to ashes.

Blazing white flames rose into the sky like an aurora, illuminating the nearby mountains, while the scorching force dried all plants, even ordinary animals.

And in the pillar of flames, a huge flower appeared that seemed to be condensed by flames.

The flower looked like a lotus flower, but it was a little different, each petal was white and crystalline, and there was not a trace of impurity in sight, but the powerful power contained in it seemed that just one petal could turn the entire world into a flame purgatory.

"Put her in the flowers, and my grievances with the Zhang family will be written off, and you don't need to endure demonic suffering anymore. An eerie woman's voice came from the pit of flames.

Zhang Chunqiu carried the coffin, stared at the flower, and said calmly: "Legend has it that the Drought Devil was originally a goddess of heaven who helped the Yellow Emperor defeat the Fengbo Rain Master. Because he was not able to return to the Heavenly Realm in time, he could only wander to the north. However, the power of fire in the body of the Drought Lady was too strong, and she was cursed by the people because of the scorched earth everywhere she passed, and finally the gods punished her and buried her corpse deep underground, never to see the light of day. ”

"It's just a legend. The woman's voice actually answered Zhang Chunqiu.

Zhang Chunqiu nodded, and continued: "In my Zhang family, there is another legend that when the Ancestor Heavenly Master was dying, he once said that if the drought wants to return to the world, it must meet three conditions, I don't know if it is true?"