Chapter 12: The Way to Save Anyarin The Mystery of the Yang Family
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"Yo, this pretty girl, isn't it your boy's girlfriend?" A group of old men squinted their eyes and looked Anyarin up and down.
"Ahem, my wife." I held Anyarin in my arms.
"Not really." A group of old people were smacking cigarette sticks. Leisurely puffing on smoke rings.
"Why doesn't it look like it? What's not like it? "I put my face next to Anyarin." Look, the standard husband and wife looks, talented and beautiful. A match made in heaven. ”
"What does it mean to be a match made in heaven? We haven't read it, we don't understand it. ”
Depend on~~
A group of little kids in open crotch pants rushed in front of me, insisting on calling me grandpa, and I was rewarded with a butt board by me.
An Yalin's face was full of smiles, here she felt a strong family affection, everyone got along very well, there was no intrigue. All are genuine, regardless of each other.
Most of the adult men go out to work, and there are not many adult men left behind in the mountain villages, and it is also strange that all newborn children must grow up in the village until they are 6 years old.
The mountain village is full of blood surnamed Yang, and when I came back this time, I could clearly sense the power of the blood in their bodies, which was very kind. It was warm.
We were surrounded enthusiastically for a while. The villagers also dispersed, after all, the village chief was still waiting to see his grandson, and they couldn't keep pestering me.
Seeing them disperse, I sighed to myself, I really wouldn't cope with this kind of occasion, it was so enthusiastic that I was almost out of breath.
The villagers all dispersed, and I helped Anyarin towards her grandfather's house.
Grandpa is the village chief, and the house is the simplest, a stone house, although it is a little dilapidated, but the internal living environment is very comfortable.
Bypassing a few houses, I saw an old figure in front of the stone house.
He smiled at me from afar, his kind gaze never changed, and it was the same smile when he took me to play in the mountains when I was a child.
Ten years have passed, and the years have left their mark on him, his wrinkles have increased, his hair has grayed, and the flesh on his hands is tightly wrinkled. But he is in good spirits, his eyes are sharp, his waist is straight, and his complexion is very good.
I took Anyarin with me and soon arrived in front of my grandfather.
"Grandpa." I said aloud.
"Grandpa." Anyarin shouted as well.
"Well, Arlinn looks like this." Seeing Anyarin, Grandpa's eyes lit up.
"You know you're coming back to see me?" He turned his gaze to me and glared at me fiercely.
"Ahem, something happened, I've been busy outside all these years, and I haven't had time to come back to see you, so what, aren't you back now." I'm a little weak-hearted.
Grandpa sighed, "You have finally grown up, and the great cause of the Yang family can be entrusted to you." ”
"Uh, what do you mean?" My face changed.
"I know what you're back for," Grandpa looked at Anyarin with a frown, "There are some things that I can tell you now." ”
I kept a calm face, it seems that my grandfather did hide a lot of things from me and didn't tell me. He seemed to know a lot of things, and his grandfather might have been a monk, but I didn't feel the aura of a monk in him.
"Coming into the house, it's cold outside, and it's going to blow away the air," Grandpa scratched me, "and I'm still stunned for what to do, and quickly helps Arlinn into the house." ”
"Oh, good." I hurriedly carried Anyarin into the house, and then my grandfather followed in and gently closed the door.
"How did Arlinn's life break? What happened? Grandpa's palm was pressed against Anyarin's forehead and he sensed it carefully.
"Grandpa, how did you know Arlinn's life was broken? Are you a monk? What are you cultivating? I was stunned for a moment, reacted, and hurriedly asked.
"Stinky boy, that's not the point." Grandpa waved me on the back of the head.
"It's all my fault, I provoked some enemies outside, and then the enemies broke Anyarin's life when I was not by Anyaline's side." My face was gloomy.
"It seems that the people who gathered outside the village before should be your hostile forces." Grandpa nodded knowingly.
"Yes, yes," I nodded, "how did the enchantment in the village inspire?" ”
"About the village and our Yang family, as well as the bronze coffin, I'll talk about it later, I'll see what happened to Arlinn first." Grandpa pressed his hands on Anyaline's temples and closed his eyes to sense the situation.
There was no energy fluctuation from Grandpa's body, as if a Chinese medicine doctor was observing the condition.
I looked at my grandfather expectantly, my funeral was all arranged by my grandfather, he was able to bury me in a bronze coffin, resurrect me, and definitely save Anyarin!
Anyarin obediently closed her eyes and let her grandfather hold her temple.
After a while, Grandpa opened his eyes and sighed, "The life grid is so completely shattered, the whole piece of life grid has been shaken into powder, and it can't stick together at all." ”
"If Arlinn's lifeframe is just shattered and the fragments are relatively large, I can find a way to glue the lifegrid together, infuse a huge amount of qi, and restore it. But now her life was shattered so completely that it was all powder. ”
Grandpa shook his head helplessly and looked at Anyarin with pity.
"How so?" My heart trembled, "Grandpa, you can save me, and you will definitely be able to save An Yalin, you can think of a way." ”
"You're different from Arlinn," Grandpa shook his head, "you're just physically dead, and you're still alive, and even if I don't bury you in a bronze coffin, I'll have countless ways to revive you." ”
"No, there must be a way, there must be a way, Lancius's soul is scattered, and it can be resurrected, and Anyarin can do it!" I was a little emotionally out of control.
"Smack," Anyarin opened her eyes and gently grasped my palm, "The result is already doomed, don't toss for me anymore, the last 10 days, I just want to spend the last 10 days quietly." ”
Looking at Anyarin's calm eyes, I took a deep breath and calmed down.
Grandpa took a sip of the tea on the table:
"The person you are talking about, the soul has been scattered, but the life grid is definitely not broken, and his situation should be that the life grid is attached to a certain soul. As long as the life is there, it can be resurrected. ”
"What then? Just watching Anyarin fly away in front of me? I looked at my grandfather.
Grandpa furrowed his brow, "With my current knowledge and means, I can't do anything, but that doesn't mean there is no way to save Arlinn in this world. ”
"What can I do to save Arlinn?" It was as if I had grasped a life-saving straw.
Grandpa looked solemn, "In this world, there are nine copper coffins, which can change their lives against the sky, as long as you find any copper coffin and bury Arlinn, you can save her, not to mention the broken life, even if there is only a trace of life left, the copper coffin will resurrect her." ”
"Yes, the copper coffin," my eyes lit up, "Grandpa, do we still have a copper coffin in our Yang family?" ”
"Are you a cabbage when the copper coffin?" Grandpa glared at me, "Our Yang family has just one mouthful, and if you give it to you, the other eight, I heard that one of them was born and occupied, so there are still seven people left in the world, but there is no news of those seven copper coffins at all." ”
"So," I said, looking at Arlinn with a determined expression, "can you give Arlinn my bronze coffin?" ”
"Don't think about it, the copper coffin will not become an ownerless thing again unless you are gone, and the copper coffin is very demanding to find its owner, at least the Chaos Copper Coffin will not choose An Yalin as the host." Grandpa shook his head.
"Do you really want to watch Anyarin fall apart?" I was a little frustrated, and it was simply impossible to find another ownerless copper coffin in 10 days.
"I can't help it, it doesn't mean that others can't help it, our Yang family still has an existence, and I know more than me." Grandpa meant something.
"Who?"
"At the beginning, you should have seen a headless female corpse in the cemetery, and a female voice told you to go to the Ghost King and go back to get the bronze coffin, right?" Estimate the talents.
I was shocked, "Yes, that's true, but how do you know?" ”
"I am the patriarch of the Yang family's generation, she contacted me at that time and told me about you, and you will meet her when you go to the cemetery to get the bronze coffin." Grandpa said solemnly.
"What is she? Could it be the ancestor of our Yang family? I looked at my grandfather in amazement, and Anyarin was also attracted by the content of our grandfather's conversation and listened with interest.
Grandpa stood up and looked at me solemnly, "Next, it's time to tell you everything about the Yang family, before that, I want you to be mentally prepared, the moment I tell me about the Yang family's background, you have no room to retreat." ”
I hesitated for a moment, looking at my grandfather's serious expression, I nodded heavily, "I'm ready, whatever it is, I'll accept it." ”
"Okay." Grandpa smiled heartily.
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