No wonder grandma wants to explain to grandpa, no matter what, she has to burn her mother's body, only by burning the corpse, Feng Yunyan can't use her mother's corpse to resurrect, without the resurrection body they have prepared for eighteen years, Feng Yunyan can only attack okra!

However, in order to protect her, grandma invited Qianji to live in the world, which can be regarded as a way back for okra.

Okra was in a complicated mood, and when she returned to Hazen Village that day, she began to track down the murderer in the village. How could she have thought that this series of strange trips was all conspired by her grandmother and grandfather to fight against Feng Yunyan and Yue Muyun.

Grandma taught her to be good, but when faced with the fact that more people would die. Grandma chose to save people by harming them.

She has seen the death of the third aunt and Yu Niu, and it is not that she knows the Feng family's yin-walking technique, but she doesn't understand it, it doesn't mean that she doesn't.

She slowly lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "Hatsumori." My grandma?? What kind of person is she? “

In her memory, her grandmother was the old woman who wore a gray linen robe, was thin, walked on various village roads, and was eccentric in the eyes of the world, and in her eyes, her grandmother was a kind and serious old woman, her clothes were old, and she sewed and mended them, year after year.

Grandma is the old man who is calm and never argues with others, no matter how cold others treat him.

But okra only knew so many things about her grandmother after her grandmother's death, and how did her grandmother spend her time in fear in the sun and moon that she had never experienced? In the end, when her grandmother died at the hands of Yue Muyun, she was still making a living for okra??

She regretted it, in this life, she didn't have time to repay her grandmother's nurturing and teaching, they were separated by heaven and earth, and until now, she has not even recovered her grandmother's bones, let alone her soul.

How ironic is it that she has crossed so many ownerless souls, but she can't even find the souls of her most important relatives?

Feng Chushou cautiously stretched out a hand to grab the corner of her sleeve, "No matter what kind of person she is, she hopes that she is the person you remember, sister!" “

Okra knew that every word the little fat man said had a basis, which must be grandma's truest thoughts, she said in a low voice: "I was too late to understand, many things were only learned later, and I really wanted grandma to know how I came along the way." Let her know that okra has never forgotten the truths she taught me, yin and yang, never made me flinch, Hatsumori, I really want my grandmother to see with her own eyes, I become the person she wants me to be! “

But none of that is going to happen, is it?

"Sister, maybe she always knew about it!" I don't know if it's to comfort her, or if it's true.

Okra kept her head down, so that the tears that swirled in her eyes would hide in the night, undetected by the spirits that spied on her in the dark.

But Feng Chushou still felt something keenly, he stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears that had not fallen from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Sister has become the person she wants you to be!" She already knows! “

"Really?"

"Hmm." The little fat man nodded, and it was the glimmer of the night that stayed on that handsome face that was so serious.

"Sister Goddess!" Song Shuangxi suddenly ran over. Nervously called her.

"What's wrong?" The night was not destined to be peaceful, and she was ready for a new crisis at any time and place, and immediately stood up from the steps.

The little girl came from the inner courtyard, and okra speculated that something should have happened to Guangmu and Dai Biluo!

"Sister Goddess, the fairy lord is awake!"

Her expression changed, and in the middle of the fight, she also put herself in the thunder array of the Wide-eyed King, woke up? Or did Jiang Wuzhong, who she was thinking about, wake up?

She didn't know, but subconsciously asked, "He woke up." What did you say? “

Song Shuangxi came to call her for this is exactly this, she told okra: "After the fairy lord woke up, he sat on the edge of the bed with a blank face, and didn't say anything, Shuangxi didn't pay attention to talking to him, sister goddess!" Go check it out! “

Okra didn't move immediately, she hesitated to stand under the eaves.

What if it wasn't Jiang Wuzhong who woke up, but King Guangmu?

Guangmu has no heart, but he seems to feel the existence of the heart because she is a soul, but she escapes while he fights for her!

If Guangmu wakes up, according to the temperament of Jianmu will be reciprocated, she will not give up, she thought that she was afraid of Guangmu in her heart, but at this time she found that it was all guilt.

Guangmu is ruthless and unreasonable, she shouldn't have any guilt for him!

But because of this, she couldn't even move her footsteps.

"Sister Goddess!!" Song Shuangxi was still waiting for her, she couldn't continue to escape, took a deep breath, took Feng Chushou together, and walked towards the inner courtyard.

In the front inner courtyard, separated by a wall, where Guangmu lived, it was still like that, the man who woke up sat motionless in front of the bed as Song Shuangxi said, his newly changed plain white robe fell on the plush blanket on the ground, and his long black hair was scattered on his shoulders and back, showing his thin body.

Okra pushed the door open, but he didn't lift his eyes, his eyes staring at the oil lamp in front of the bed.

That lamp was lit by okra, and it was the habit of the yin walkers to light a soul lamp in front of the bed of the unconscious or seriously injured.

Okra glanced back at Feng Chushou, worried that it was Hirome who woke up, and would be angry with her brother because of her escape, she whispered, "You stay here!" “

"Sister??" Feng Chushou seemed to be worried, and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Okra said to Song Shuangxi: "Look at him well!" “

Song Shuangxi nodded in response, and she stepped in.

When people entered the room, the temperature was instantly much colder, and she felt a layer of goosebumps on her body, but she didn't care, and after standing in the center of the blanket, she didn't speak.

Then, the cold man in front of the bed blinked and asked, "You didn't light this soul lamp for the deity, did you?" “

Okra's heart is a little tighter, and it must be in this tone. She knew that the person who woke up was still wide-eyed, and her hopes were disappointed!

She didn't reply, but stood straight in place, more obtrusive than anything else in the room.

I couldn't hear her answer for a long time. Guangmu raised his frozen cold eyes to look at her, and asked word by word with hatred: "It's not him who came back, are you disappointed?" “

Okra stared at him fixedly, and the fear in her heart increased, but there was no trace of it on her face. She was ready to be angry and would do something to her.

Looking at her like this, he turned his anger into a sneer, slowly got up, picked up the soul lamp in front of him, walked towards her, stopped in front of her, and when he was condescending, his eyes were the lofty posture of a god overlooking the ants.

The fire in his hand was imprinted on Okra's red eyes, and her eyes, like the lamp in his hand burning, scorched his chest hot and painful.

He grabbed her by the neck, dragged her to his eyes, and asked hatefully, "Why don't you answer the deity?" Are you scared? “

"Don't be afraid!" She replied, with unmistakable insistence on her face.

Wide eyes are biased towards the cheeks. Unbelieving, he questioned: "You lie, everyone in the world is afraid of the deity, why are you not afraid?" “

"I'm afraid of many things, but none of them belong to you!"

"Shut up!" He threw the lamp, and it went out. The oil spilled out, but he didn't let go of the neck that grabbed okra, his hand was straining, as long as he had a little more, her neck would break off at his fingertips, and he said, "You ask the deity, as long as you open your mouth to ask the deity, tell me that you are wrong, and if you don't betray the deity in the future, the deity will spare your life!" “

Okra was held by him, looking face up at him trying to maintain her breathing, because her feet could not touch the ground, and her face was getting redder, but even so uncomfortable, she still stubbornly gritted her teeth and did not say a word.

"You beg me!"

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