After Grandma Qu's words were finished, the others fell silent.

Seeing this, I could only say: "Please rest assured, I will do my best to get back what belongs to Sister Hong." ”

"It's not enough to take it back, you have to kill the black hand behind the scenes." Li crippled and shouted.

"Shut up."

Grandma Qu scolded: "What should I do, I don't see that there is a natural arrangement, you don't give me any advice." ”

“……”

Li lame glared at me and didn't speak again.

"No, we'll be guarding Xiaohong these days, so we won't have too much time. And because of some things back then, we may not be able to help you, so we can only make you suffer. ”

"Grandma Qu, it should be."

"You can take this, you might be able to use it."

What Grandma Qu handed me was a comb, which was a common thing for Sister Hong, and it was contaminated with her breath.

"Okay, we'll wait for your good news."

"You guys should rest early, too."

After saying that, I went out with a heavy heart.

Naturally, I couldn't sleep, so after making a cup of tea, I went to the backyard.

After unraveling the sigil on it, I walked into the west wing and turned out a gold-encrusted jade fang from memory.

After returning, I didn't bother the White Moon and decided to go out alone to find out what was going on.

After coming to the street again, I turned to look at the dimly lit long street, and couldn't help but remember what Grandma Qu had just said.

More than 100 years?

Can't the rules be broken?

A careless one that will lose its last resting place?

The words echoed in my mind, and while my inner curiosity became more and more intense, I also came to several conclusions.

First of all, Grandma Qu and her people live on the broken street, which is really helpless.

Secondly, they should have reached an agreement with some powerful person or force back then, and they would not easily get out of the broken streets.

Again, except for Grandma Qu, the remaining six people are all disabled, which should be the result of a tragic fight.

Sister Hong has one finger less, Sister Li is disfigured, and Uncle Dumb, Li Cripple, One-Eyed Watchmaker, and Zhang Ban'er.

Who is so terrifying?

In the end, if nothing else, the two of us are also involved, and it is likely to be the crux of the matter.

Although Grandma Qu didn't say it explicitly, the meaning of what she said just now was focused on me.

It seems that only me is the key to whether they can get out of the broken street in the future.

In other words, what they are waiting for is my growth.

In time I will become stronger, and I will be able to loosen the shackles that have been placed on them.

But is this really the case?

If so, grandpa is not much stronger than me, why can't he do it?

If not, how do you interpret those words?

I couldn't figure it out for a while, so I could only forcibly abandon the chaotic thoughts and concentrate on the next thing.

"Big black, come out."

With a spiritual sound, I also unlocked the lock and the two seals on the fangs.

Then, a big black dog appeared in front of him.

The hair is shiny and fierce.

Shake your head and tail and spit out words.

"Young master, you finally remembered me."

"Happy, aren't you?"

In those years, I often fed it with leftovers, so it was very close.

"Happy, do you have anything to eat?"

"I don't have food, but I have a mission."

"What task, young master, just give orders."

Hearing that there was a mission, Daikoku became excited.

It was a hunting dog and often followed its owner in the mountains and forests.

Sniffing and tracking, chasing wolves and leopards, all of them are not a problem, and they are loyal.

But the wolf is particularly grudgeful, and one day he went out of the hunting house and broke into the house and injured the child.

Dahei desperately defended each other and finally repelled the wolves.

Orion's wife returned home first, and when she saw that the child was injured and unconscious, Da Hei was lying next to him licking the blood, and picked up her shotgun without thinking about it.

In this way, Da Hei became a ghost under the gun.

Because it was a vain death, it was killed by the hostess, so it was obsessed with it, and finally opened its wisdom and turned into a spirit.

Attached to the canine teeth, it circulated several times, and finally reached the hands of grandpa.

Seeing its excited claws scratching the ground, I took out the comb used by Sister Hong.

"Remember the smell, let's go find a car."

Woof!

Excited, Dahei let out a cry, and then looked at me embarrassedly.

Apparently aware of the fact that in the dead of night, you shouldn't scream.

"Let's go."