Everyone glanced at each other and saw each other's serious seriousness, Nian Qing hurriedly asked, "Do you know what's in that jar?" ”。 Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That jar, she thought, might be the crux of the matter.

"I don't know, my father doesn't show it to anyone, and he is very careful to protect it every day. But every day after that, my father became gradually weaker and more irritable, and finally left to practice." Zhang Qian shook his head as he said truthfully.

At that time, he was still young, and he thought that his father would go to cultivation and think that then he would have a good life, and his mother would have money to heal his illness.

I didn't think about it so much, and I never thought that my father would never come back, and my mother would also go away due to illness.

After listening, everyone was silent, and Nian Qing's fingers regularly tapped on the table.

There was silence for a while, then he stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go to Zhangjia Village."

Only where you have gone can you know what happened.

"Let's go", the group went to Zhangjia Village in a mighty way, and robbed the tomb that came back from playing on the way.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, the tomb suddenly stopped, and then frowned, there was no previous thing to lose, and at this time he said seriously, "This village is very wrong."

"Well, although some people are walking, they don't feel alive," Nian Qing also frowned.

It seems that what he thinks is not wrong, Zhangjiacun has changed.

No, it should be said specifically, the people here should have become the living dead, and the people who went in also changed to the same situation.

No wonder there is no such thing as a large number of people not seeing.

This is very powerful, choose to start in the ordinary world, so that you can silently increase your strength.

"Then, Uncle Dagen, aren't they, they're gone", Zhang Qian clenched the sword in his hand and asked in disbelief.

He was also a monk, and he could feel the anomaly in the air.

But I don't want to believe it, he has only been away for a year, and everyone has become like this, this is called him, how to accept it.

Nian Qing touched his head and comforted: "If you are sad, find out the reason."

There is another thing that has not been said, that is, maybe the cause of this is his father, but let's talk about it later.

Even if you are mature, you are still a child, and you still don't have the ability to accept these all at once.

Zhang Qian hid the sadness in his heart, clenched the sword in his hand, looked firmly ahead, and promised, "Well, I will definitely do it!" ”。

Although this place is a sad place for him, it also has good memories.

The people in the village also treated him very well, and now that everyone is gone, it is up to him to take revenge!

Feng Moyuan tied a knot in his hand, and then said to the others, "Luck mana to protect yourself."

These breaths will penetrate into people's bodies, and those who do not cultivate enough cannot avoid it, so it is better to be careful.

When everyone walked inside, the scene was different from what they saw outside, and the people inside became walking skeletons.

Obviously, everyone has been dead for a while, and Nian Qing still sees a familiar person.

looked at Zhang Qian worriedly, and found that he was looking at Zhang Dagen fixedly, tears raining down, and muttered, "Uncle Dagen."

"Woo, Uncle Dagen!" , I wanted to run up, but I was pulled by Hua Weixiu.

Other people also sighed when they saw it, a good person, suddenly became like this, or a person who was good to himself, no one could accept it.

But Nian Qing still squatted down and comforted gently, "Zide, you have to be sober, your Uncle Dagen is no longer there, the one in front is just a puppet, and Uncle Dagen lives in your heart."

Now what you want to do is to avenge him, not to be willful, you know."

There are many ways for people to grow, but Nian Qing doesn't want Zhang Qian to face this kind of thing.