"Xu Changsuo, I haven't shown up for many years, is this how you treat my descendants?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but my grandfather's voice came out of my mouth.

When Xu Changhe heard this voice, his body trembled, and he took a few steps back. Stared at me in a daze.

Listening to Fat Dahai talk about this experience, I know that Xu Changhe's name fifty years ago must have been Xu Changsuo. That's why when Grandpa called his name, he was very surprised.

The fat man continued to tell what happened next......

Xu Changhe pointed at me: "You...... Don't pretend to be a ghost, who are you? ”

Grandpa still uses my body to talk to Xu Changhe.

Grandpa sneered: "What? Fifty years later, my voice has indeed changed, but I don't believe you don't know who I am? ”

"Shou...... Shoushan? Not only Xu Changhe, but also Xu Errat and Xu Laogou, as well as Xu Dongyang and Xu Meilu, who were tied up, were all surprised to hear their grandfather's voice.

"I, Li Shoushan, consider myself to be benevolent to the people in the village, and I have been looking for a way to relieve you for so many years. And I myself have to suffer every month. Do you feel good about it? But you have one thing in your mouth, and one thing behind your back. My grandson came to Shoushantun, did you do what you should do? Grandpa was unhurried, but his words were prickly.

The person guarding Shantun was saved by his grandfather back then. In the face of grandpa's questioning, they were all speechless and lowered their heads.

But Xu Changhe was silent for only a moment, then immediately raised his head and said coldly to me: "Master Shoushan, what you said is right. But over the years, not only have the people in our village been unable to go out of the village. And because we have to worship you every month, our blood is sucked away by this mud tire. Now that we have become inhuman, ghosts and ghosts, does the mountain keeper think that our life is better? ”

Grandpa said: "It's better than bad, it's all days." But if you go against the sky and want to become a vampire, it is against the way of heaven. ”

Xu Changhe waved his hand: "What is the way of heaven is not the way of heaven, Lord Shoushan, you are a cultivator, you guard the way of heaven, I don't keep it." If the Heavenly Dao is useful, it shouldn't let our backers suffer great calamities. If it weren't for that difficulty, you, I would still be the same person. It won't end up in this field. Therefore, I, Xu Changsuo, do not recognize the way of heaven. ”

Xu Changhe's words were so big that he had completely lost his mind.

And as he spoke, he picked up the hammer again, and smashed it at the clay statue in desperation.

I've learned more or less about my grandfather's clay statue. The clay statue was sealed with a wisp of grandpa's remnant soul, as well as the blood of the spirit body of Xu Changhe and others.

The so-called spirit blood is the most refined and purest part of the human body. People are the spirits of all things, and everyone has the blood of the spirit body in their body, but ordinary people do not cultivate, and the blood of the spirit body will gradually merge with other bloods and be gradually assimilated.

For cultivators, the blood of the spirit body in the body can be raised outside the body by Dao techniques or other methods. It's kind of like the kind of Dao Soul I've encountered before. The soul of a monk is also the purest soul.

And Xu Changhe and others, although they are not cultivators. But they were ignited by their grandfather,

Statues of gods and Buddhas are enshrined in their homes, and incense is often burned. It's also a way for them to pass the time. Over time, the blood of the spirit in their bodies slowly separated, and when they worshipped the clay statue of their grandfather, they were sucked by the clay statue.

After continuous scrutiny and analysis of these things, I gradually understood my grandfather's intentions back then.

Originally, he just wanted to reassure the villagers of Shoushantun, because by worshipping the clay statue, he could make his grandfather suffer every month, so as to remind himself not to forget to help the villagers come up with a solution to break the curse. Who would have thought that when grandpa also made a mistake, the villagers worshipped the clay statue, but because there was the remnant soul of grandpa inside, the blood of their own spirit body was gradually sucked away.

And Xu Changhe and the others, because the blood of their own spirit body was sucked away, caused the blood to dry up and became a state of non-human and non-ghost. And they have always wanted to break the ban of this clay statue and retrieve the blood of their spirits. That's why last time they tricked me into using my own blood to unblock the clay statue.

The reason why Xu Changhe and the others did not smash the clay statue earlier was because the clay statue contained the soul of his grandfather, who could keep the blood of the spirit. And now Xu Changhe knows that his grandfather's main soul has returned, and the remnant soul in the clay statue will be attached to the main soul. The clay statue has lost the protection of its grandfather's soul, and as long as it smashes the clay statue, the blood of the spirit in the clay statue can be released. So that they can return to the blood of the spirits.

But even if they welcome back the blood of the spirits, their longevity is over, and they can only turn into vampires and harm the Quartet. These are also what Mrs. Wang told me.

Grandpa naturally knows the stakes involved, how could he let Xu Changhe succeed.

Just as Xu Changhe's hammer smashed into the clay statue, the head of the clay statue suddenly broke off, and a stream of bloody arrows erupted from its neck.

The bloody arrow was spraying on Xu Changhe's face.

Fat Dahai saw Xu Changhe's face, which was spurted blood-red. As the hammer smashed the clay statue, blood lines appeared on his face. The blood streaks widened larger and wider, and soon his face was like a mud fetus, torn apart, turned into countless fragments, and fell to the ground.

Xu Changhe's body also fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this, Xu Errat and Xu Laogou hurriedly escaped from the ancestral hall.

Grandpa was afraid that if he stayed in my body for a long time, he would damage my body. After dealing with Xu Changhe, he left my body.

When I woke up, I realized what had happened.

I turned to look at the clay statue, and by this time the clay statue's head had been broken, making the clay statue look miserable.

Fat Dahai said: "Boss, your grandfather once said to me before he left your body, let me tell you. The reason why Shoushantun can be preserved to this day is because of the clay statue guarding. Now that your grandfather's soul is one, you can fall into samsara. When the ancient lamp goes out, you must wrap the ancient lamp in a red cloth, and when you go back, find your third uncle to copy the yang fire for you. This way your yang fire can be rekindled. ”

I nodded, I had the red cloth on me all the time.

When I turned my head to look at the ancient lamp, I noticed that the flames on it were getting weaker and weaker, and finally under my gaze, huh

The ground was extinguished at once.

"Grandpa......" I shouted, knowing that grandpa had completely left me this time.

I hurriedly took the red cloth out of my body and stepped forward to wrap the ancient lamp. Whether I can light the fire again depends on this ancient lamp. I think it's because there is my yang fire left on it, and I can reproduce it by relying on special methods.

(End of chapter)

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