Chapter 117: Dreams
"Because you are in a soul state now, it can only attack souls, just like your soul body, you can travel everywhere and not be seen by normal people.
When you return to your body, this Hell Chain will still exist in your right hand, and at this time, it will be able to attack the body, but only the body. ”
"Sir, didn't you say that it was a yin-yang weapon, why can't it attack the soul when it is in the body?" Qin Duan was puzzled, the Soul Exterminator Blade could directly attack the soul, why was it also a Yin-Yang weapon, but this Hell Nether Chain couldn't?
"It's not that it can't do it, it's that your strength can't use a soul attack when you're in the flesh. Hua Linhai said with a smile, "When you are in the same realm, after your spiritual power and physical power are fused, you can use the Netherworld Chain to attack your soul when you are in the flesh." ”
"Sir, what do you mean is that this Netherworld Nether Chain will have different effects as its strength grows?"
"Yes, also, the materials of that Soul Slayer Blade are very scarce and mysterious, perhaps, no worse than the Netherworld Dark Iron Essence. Hua Linhai continued, "It's just that the person who created the Soul Slayer Blade is too weak, it's just a waste of this material!"
The more Hua Linhai spoke, the more excited he became, and Qin Duan smiled: "Okay, sir, don't get excited, next time I'll find a powerful forging master to re-forge this material." ”
"Alright, stinky boy, hurry up and do the task!" Hua Linhai saw Qin Dui with a smile on his face, scolded with a smile, and burrowed back into Qin Dui's soul body's mind.
Qin Dui quietly ran out of the house, the entire Zhenxi Marquis Mansion had fallen into a deep sleep, in the bright moonlight, extremely peaceful, Qin Dui found the mission location according to the scroll.
Qin Duan raised his head and looked at the dilapidated small courtyard in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly. The yard was too broken, and the broken wooden door, blown by the wind, made a creaking and creaking grinding sound.
Qin Duan entered the courtyard and froze in place, there was no cold atmosphere in the courtyard that lingered for a long time, but a very warm feeling.
Qin Duan took another step forward, only to feel as if something was shaking his eyes, he closed his eyes subconsciously, and opened them again, the world in front of him had taken on a new look.
Qin Du froze in place, he felt that his brain was blank, he couldn't think of anything, and he even forgot who he was.
"Ping'er, you're finally back. At this time, just when Qin Du was confused, an old woman with gray hair staggered out of the dilapidated house.
Qin Duan only felt that this old woman was very close, and subconsciously reached out to support the old woman, but didn't say anything.
The old woman's originally happy expression disappeared at once, and then she shook off Qin Duan's hand and said unhappily, "You still know that you're back!"
"I ......"
"Okay, stinky boy, come into the house, the food is going to be cold!" After the old woman finished speaking, she took Qin Dui's hand.
Qin Duan felt the old woman's rough hands, and subconsciously clenched the old woman's hand, and continued to remain silent.
The old woman didn't care about Qin Dui's silence, and pulled him towards the house, the unhappiness on her face was long gone, and she was still grinding as she walked: "Ping'er, it's been a month, you can be regarded as coming back, my mother misses you so much."
My mother has made you a table of good dishes, all of which you love to eat! You must eat more today!"
Qin Dumu nodded solemnly, obeyed the old woman, and was led into the house by the old woman.
The room was surrounded by four walls, with a table in the middle of the room, two stools next to the table, and a stove in the corner.
"Ping'er, wash your hands first!" the old woman watched Qin Duan get on the stool and pulled him to the basin.
After Qin Duan washed his hands, he was pulled by the old woman to sit on the stool, and after that, the old man sat on another stool by himself.
There are four dishes on the table, one is stir-fried rape, and there are no oil stars in sight. The other is egg drop soup, where some egg drops are scattered sporadically.
One is steamed meat, which is on a plate and does not have a few pieces of meat. One is roast chicken.
In the bowl in front of Qin Dui, there was a bowl full of white rice, and in the bowl in front of the old woman, there was only half a nest.
Qin Duan felt that his nose was sour, and the hand holding the chopsticks never raised it to pick up the vegetables.
"Ping'er, why don't you eat it, eat it quickly, you said it, you love to eat steamed pork made by your mother. Moreover, this is your favorite Zhangjia roast chicken, eat it!"
As she spoke, the old woman tore a chicken leg and stuffed it into Qin Dui's hand, and at once she took almost half a plate of meat and put it in Qin Dui's bowl.
Looking at the old woman's earnest gaze, Qin Duan's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, his throat was a little choked, and he bit off a large piece of meat from the chicken leg in one bite.
Then, under the kind eyes of the old woman, he stuffed the meat in the bowl into his mouth, and at this moment, he was the old woman's son, and he was Ping'er.
Looking at Qin Duan's gobbling up, the old woman smiled so much that the wrinkles on her face opened.
Qin Duan raised his head suddenly, tore off another chicken leg, and then handed it to the old woman, who looked at the chicken leg in her hand, swallowed her saliva, and put it back on the plate.
Qin Duan frowned: "You eat!" Then, put the chicken leg into the old woman's bowl, the word "mother", Qin Duan still couldn't say it.
The old woman saw that Qin Du was staring at her, picked up the chicken leg and took a bite. Qin Duan nodded with satisfaction, and took a pair of chopsticks and ate the vegetables into his mouth.
The old woman continued to pick up vegetables for Qin Dui, and Qin Dui was like a stupid son, who did not refuse, and stuffed them all into his mouth.
"By the way, stinky boy, when are you going to bring me a daughter-in-law! The child of the old Li family next door is younger than you, and his son can make soy sauce!"
Qin Dui paused, a kind of helplessness and weakness in his heart from then on, which made Qin Dui's head lower.
Seeing that Qin Dui continued to stuff the food into her mouth as if she hadn't heard her words, the old woman was a little unhappy and looked at Qin Dui fiercely.
"Hmph, don't pretend you can't hear it, if you don't bring me a daughter-in-law for the Chinese New Year this year, you won't come back!" The old woman pretended to be fierce, but because of her soft gaze, it became no more lethal at all.
"Hehe, mother, you can't be in a hurry to find a partner, after all, you want to find someone who can live, it's better to take a good look!" Qin Du scratched his head weakly.
"Don't talk to me about this, these mothers can't talk about you. However, the daughter-in-law of the old Li family is the matchmaker made by Xitou Wang's mother, and she got married in two months, and she is doing very well!"
The old woman's eyes scratched Qin Dui fiercely, and Qin Dui didn't dare to refute it for a moment.
"Okay, listen to you, I'll go back and find you one, and have two children!
Hey, it's hard to come back once, so you can let me have a good meal!"
Qin Duan assured the old lady very perfunctorily. Although the old woman knew that Qin Dui was perfunctory, she didn't continue to urge, so she chatted with Qin Dui.
Qin Duan knew that this Ping'er was a soldier in Zhenxi City, so he talked to the old woman about the affairs between the soldiers.
Qin Duan knew that it was very dangerous to go to the Falling God Forest to quell the turmoil of the demon spirits, so he didn't tell the old woman about it.
The old man obviously knew that Qin Du was comforting her, but she really felt sorry for her son.
"Ping'er, why don't we be any soldiers, next door, your brother Li happened to be doing a business, and there was a shortage of manpower, my mother told him that as long as you nodded, he would let you go immediately!"
"Don't, as a soldier in Zhenxi City, the treatment is still very good, in just two years, the debt has been almost repaid, and in a few years we can move to a good house." ”
The old woman looked at Qin Dui's somewhat evasive gaze and sighed faintly.
Qin Duan didn't dare to look at the old woman anymore, and lowered his head to pick up the food.
At this time, the old woman took out a talisman from her bosom and carefully pushed it in front of Qin Duan.
"This ......"
"Hurry up, this is what my mother asked you for in the Land Temple!"
"I'm not fine, I'm not missing arms or legs! Oh, mother, why are you beating me!"
Qin Dui has unconsciously entered the role now, but Qin Dui still can't call out the word "mother".
"Eat! The chicken legs can't stop your mouth, and if you talk nonsense, your mother will really beat you!" the old woman pretended to be fierce.
"Mother, don't worry!"