Nan He felt that the whole person was not good.

Originally, she just thought it smelled bad, but now it's still spicy to her eyes.

The further she went, the more she felt broken, her heart was in a state of resistance, her face was repulsed and helpless, and she suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

Xiao Xi stayed where she was honestly according to what she said, he was still standing at first, but after standing for a while, he felt a little tired, so he lay on the ground.

His eyes followed Nan He closely, and he was shocked to see that she had changed from a meteor at the beginning to a step by step now.

Since she let herself stay here, then he was obedient and didn't go.

If Nan He knew what Xiao Xi was thinking at this time, she would definitely be very sad, but she didn't know, and she would never know.

Even if it is used, there is a time when it is moved, and Nan He has nothing to love at this time.

The body of the Ye clan patriarch was close in front of her, and she could even touch it as soon as she stretched out her hand.

"Whew-" Nan He stopped and let out a long breath.

Her eyes fell on the corpse in front of her, and when she walked over, she was suffering from sensory damage and visual impact at the same time, and now although she still can't accept the smell, she can already accept this miserable corpse.

The first place where his gaze fell was his heart.

Although the corpse was already decomposed, it was faintly recognizable.

After staring at his heart for a while, Nan He suddenly found that he had a hole there, a hole the size of a baby's fist, and because it was not very big, she couldn't see it at a glance.

With the discovery, the smell of this corpse seems to be less unpleasant.

Nan He took another step forward and stared at the hole carefully for a while.

The demon clan condenses the demon pill according to its cultivation, and after the demon pill appears, it will grow larger according to the master's cultivation. The cultivation of the patriarch of the Ye clan is profound, and his demon pill should already be very big, so Nan He suspects that the hole in his heart was left when the demon pill was taken out.

Originally, the idea that he did not die a normal death was just speculation, but the moment she saw his body, the idea was confirmed and became a fact.

According to what Qi Zhen said before, after the patriarch died, in addition to the power in the demon pill, he also had to leave the demon power left on his body to his own people, so even if Ye Qingshuang's grandfather Ye did not have the demon pill, he still had demon power in his body.

His cultivation was very high during his lifetime, and the demon power was relatively large, since he had demon power, his body would not decay in a short period of time, but the body in front of him was already rotten, and depending on the degree of decay, I am afraid that it has been a long time, it stands to reason that this is absolutely impossible.

For the time being, he couldn't think of what was going on, so Nan He looked away.

The gaze first went up, along the heart to the face, and when it passed through the neck, I don't know if it was an illusion, Nan He actually felt that there was a strangulation mark there.

It's funny to say, even though this corpse is already rotting badly, she still has such thoughts.

Nan He shook his head and threw the idea out of his mind.

When the gaze came to his face, his facial features were still missing because of the decay, and the skull on his forehead was even visible.

When she saw there, something suddenly flashed in Nan He's mind, and then a picture appeared in front of her eyes.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! The back of a bouncing little girl first appeared in that picture.

Nan He felt that the voice was a little familiar, but for a while she didn't think where she had heard it, she only stared in front of her, wanting to look back.

The little girl pushed open the heavy palace gates, ran through the crowd standing on either side of the hall, and went straight to the bottom of the steps.

As the little girl looked up, the people on the steps gradually appeared in the picture.

It was a middle-aged man, very young, but his sideburns were two wisps of white.

When he saw the little girl, the man's originally tense face suddenly laughed: "Qingshuang, why did you come here again!" Didn't grandpa tell you to go over and eat with you in the evening! You ......"

Cream?

Ye Qingshuang!?

Nan He reacted instantly, no wonder she felt that the little girl's voice was familiar, it turned out to be Ye Qingshuang!

At this time, Ye Qingshuang's face had already appeared, full of smiles, and her face was innocent, completely different from the red leaves she had seen.

This difference naturally does not refer to the appearance, but to the feeling it gives people.

She didn't think much of it and continued to look down.

The little girl didn't care what the man on the top of the steps said, she took two steps directly, ran up quickly, and when she stopped in front of the man, she lowered her head and rummaged through the storage bag around her waist.

Seeing this, the man stopped talking and tilted his head to look at her.

"Huh? I put it in, why can't I find it? Ye Qingshuang frowned, her little face full of doubts.

The man didn't rush, just watched her quietly, waiting for what she was going to bring to find it.

Unconsciously, Nan He's divine consciousness had been absorbed into that picture, and when she realized it, it was when Ye Qingshuang's exclamation sounded.

"Ahh Got it! The voice was much louder than what she had heard before, and what she had heard before, even if it appeared directly in her head, still made her feel very far away, but now it felt directly in her ears.

Nan He turned her head to look at it suspiciously, only to find that in addition to Ye Qingshuang and her grandfather, she could also see the people under the steps, and her eyes looked elsewhere, and she understood what was going on.

There was no surprise, no fear, for just as she understood, she understood why she had seen this image and was sucked in.

Just thinking about it, Ye Qingshuang's voice sounded again.

"Grandpa, this is the jujube paste cake I made with the cook this morning, do you want to try it?"

Nan He moved his gaze back to the grandfather and grandson, and saw that Ye Qingshuang was holding an open paper bag in her hand, and what was in it was the jujube paste cake in her mouth.

With just one glance, Nan He moved his gaze to the face of the Ye clan patriarch with disgust, not wanting to continue to look at the so-called jujube mud cake at all.

If it weren't for hearing Ye Qingshuang say this, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to recognize it at all, and the thing in the paper bag was jujube paste cake.

Let's not talk about the taste, just in terms of appearance, it doesn't look very delicious.

Although it is said that the raw material of the jujube paste cake is jujube paste, the one Ye Qingshuang is holding in his hand is already too black, and it is not the color of jujube paste at all.

But as for how this thing tastes, it's not her concern, all she has to do now is to keep watching.

At the moment when this thing appeared in front of him, although there was no disgust on the man's face, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Still, he didn't say anything, and in anticipation of his little granddaughter, he raised his hand and took a piece.

Ye Qingshuang's eyes were shining, her mouth was slightly open, her eyes fell on his face tightly, and she looked at him expectantly.

Just as the man brought the black thing to his mouth, Nan He quickly turned his head and looked away.

She will have to eat jujube paste cake in the future.

When he looked away, he fell on the people standing on either side of the hall.

They all kept their heads down, and if it weren't for a few of them shaking their bodies, Nan He would have thought they were fake.

Looking at their appearance, Nan He instantly felt that the deterrent ability of this Ye clan patriarch in the clan was still very good, and he was also very good at his granddaughter's spoiling ability.

After all, Ye Qingshuang came in like this and interrupted what they were discussing, and no one stood up to say anything, or looked up.

In fact, to be honest, this can't see the so-called spoiling ability, Nan He would think so, but it was because of the influence of the Ye clan patriarch daring to eat that black jujube mud cake.

No matter what, Ye Qingshuang and her grandfather were really good to her.

Although her eyes were not there, her attention was still there, and when she heard Ye Qingshuang ask her grandfather if it was delicious, she knew that she could turn her gaze back again.

"How? Is it tasty? Ye Qingshuang asked.

The ......man didn't answer her question immediately, his cheeks moved, and the piece of "jujube cake" he was holding was gone.

Nan He: "......"

What a ruthless man!

Originally, she thought he was just tasting it, but she didn't expect him to eat it all! Eat them all! Eaten! Finish!

didn't hear his grandfather's answer, Ye Qingshuang immediately frowned, and pouted by the way: "No...... Isn't it tasty? ”

She wasn't happy.

Seeing this, regardless of what was going on in his mouth, the man directly raised his hand and pinched her face, and then said, "It's delicious!" What is made of clear cream, how can there be something that is not delicious!! ”

As he spoke, the jujube paste cake that he hadn't finished eating fell out of his mouth.

Ye Qingshuang was immersed in joy, so she didn't find out.

But Nan He saw it.

She looked down and glanced at it.

After reading it, she looked at the Ye clan patriarch's gaze again, full of sympathy.

The jujube cake that fell to the ground was still a whole piece, with several tooth marks on it, but none of them bit it open.

After getting her grandfather's praise, Ye Qingshuang was very happy, she threw herself directly into the arms of the Ye clan patriarch, and then leaned into his ear, not knowing what to say to him, and then Nan He saw the Ye clan patriarch laughing.

Seeing this, Nan He didn't know how to feel, and there was still no clue at all, so she planned to continue to look down.

But suddenly it was dark, and there was nothing left.

Just when Nan He thought she had emerged from that picture, the light regained and she could see it again.

When her eyes were bright again, she opened them and looked ahead.

As the image appeared in her mind, loud screams and cries followed into her ears.

Suddenly there was a quarrel, Nan He was defenseless for a while, and his ears roared.

She hurriedly raised her hand and rubbed it on her ear a few times, and only then did she slowly let go of her hand when she had recovered from it.

At this time, the picture in front of me was also completely revealed.

"Grandpa, I made jujube paste cake again today, do you want to try it?"

As before, the first thing that came was Ye Qingshuang's voice.

It's just that at this time, her voice is no longer the same as in the previous picture, but has become the voice of the red leaves she knows.

It's still the palace, Ye Qingshuang held a plate in his hand, pushed the door directly with his feet, and then walked in.

As the door of the temple opened, Nan He saw the scene inside.

The temple was originally full of people on both sides, and it was still full of people at this time, but they ...... It's all lying down.

Ye Qingshuang walked through those corpses, came to the bottom of the steps, and looked up.

The patriarch of the Ye clan was still sitting on the high position on the steps, looking the same as before, but his hair was snow-white.

He looked at Ye Qingshuang at the bottom of the steps and smiled at her: "Has it finally come to this day?" ”

He was asking Ye Qingshuang, but he seemed to be asking himself.

The granddaughter in the audience did not answer his question, but walked up step by step and stopped beside him.

"Grandpa, I made jujube paste cake again today, do you want to try it?" The words were the same as before she entered the door, with a smile in her tone, as if it were just a normal sentence.

But in the hearts of men, it is not like that.

Where is that an ordinary sentence, it is a reminder to yourself that it is time to hit the road.

"Clear Frost." He called out her name softly, and his tone was the same as the first time Ye Qingshuang came with the jujube cake, but his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"Grandpa." Ye Qingshuang lowered her head slightly and responded obediently.

It feels different, it's not the same at all.

Obviously, the title hasn't changed, but everything seems to be different.

The man didn't say anything more when he heard this, and he didn't look at her, but his eyes fell on the plate of jujube paste cake she was holding in her hand.

It was no longer black, and its appearance had changed, becoming a standard four-cornered diamond, neatly arranged on a plate.

The man looked at the plate of jujube cake a little distracted, he seemed to see something else through it, and gradually, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the smile spread little by little, and finally even the corners of his eyes were bent.

He didn't speak, but Nan He heard the voice.

As before, the tone was gentle and loving, mixed with a bit of helpless laughter.

"Qingshuang, yesterday you said that you would let grandpa accompany you to the demon world, you said you wanted to see what the demon world looked like, but grandpa had something to do yesterday, so he didn't promise you, if you knew that today was parting, grandpa would definitely take you there."

"Actually, grandpa already knew what your choice was, but he didn't expect it to be so soon."

"Qingshuang, grandpa will be gone in the future, you must take care of yourself, if that stinky boy is not good to you, you come and tell grandpa, grandpa must ...... Grandpa must ......"

As he spoke, his voice became quieter, followed by a long sigh.

"I'm sorry, Qingshuang, grandpa won't be able to do anything by then, and it's ...... Can't help you. ”

Tears glistened in the man's eyes, and he raised his hand and covered his face.

During this period, Ye Qingshuang, who was standing in front of him, didn't even raise his head.

When the hand fell from his face, the man looked at Ye Qingshuang, his gaze from her eyebrows to her chin, and then from her chin back to her eyebrows, and after looking at her face over and over again, he raised his hand and took a piece from the plate.

When it came to his mouth, he paused, looked at Ye Qingshuang and asked, "Qingshuang, this time you still asked me if it was delicious?" ”

Nan He saw that Ye Qingshuang's body was obviously stiff, she thought that Ye Qingshuang would make a difference, but she didn't, she didn't even say a word.

"That's it! Don't ask, don't ask, anyway, the things made by Qingshuang will never be delicious! ”

A smile appeared on the corner of the man's lips, his eyes were very gentle, and after looking at Ye Qingshuang for a while, he turned his gaze away.

"Then ......," he paused, "I'll eat." ”

Nan He suddenly felt stuffy and uncomfortable, this time she didn't look away, but watched Ye Qingshuang's grandfather eat the piece of jujube paste cake made by Ye Qingshuang himself.

One bite at a time, there was nothing left to eat.

Ye Qingshuang didn't raise his head until he finished eating, Nan He wanted to grab Ye Qingshuang's clothes at this time, forcing her to look up at her grandfather, but this was just a picture of the past, she couldn't be like that.

After eating the jujube cake, the man relieved his strength and leaned on his back.

His eyes finally fell on Ye Qingshuang's face: "Qingshuang, grandpa...... Grandpa is gone. ”

After saying the last word, he raised his hand, wanting to pinch his little granddaughter's face as if he had eaten the jujube paste cake made by his little granddaughter for the first time, and then was asked if it was delicious, and he didn't answer, which made the little granddaughter unhappy, but ......

He had no strength left.

As soon as his hand reached Ye Qingshuang's shoulder, he fell weakly.

The patriarch who loved the little granddaughter so much that he could stop and talk to her when discussing clan affairs, and then eat what the little granddaughter made without changing his face, and no one would eat anything except him......

Let's go.

I don't know when, Nan He's vision has blurred, her nose is sour, very uncomfortable, so she raised her hand and touched her nose, who would have thought that she would touch a piece of wetness.

Ye Qingshuang was still standing in front of the man, she was holding the plate of jujube paste cake that was missing, and after a while, she finally raised her head.

In order to see her appearance at this time, Nan He wiped his face indiscriminately, and then walked quickly in front of her.

I thought she would shed a few tears, but who thought about it but nothing, she looked at the man in the high position with his head lowered with an expressionless face, and there was not even a trace of shame in his eyes.

Nan He frowned in disbelief, she wanted to know what Ye Qingshuang was thinking at this moment, but she couldn't.

All she could do was keep watching.

Originally, when the man left, she thought that the picture would end here, but who thought that it didn't.

The man was still telling her to keep looking.