The fourth grandmother has been gone for a while, but there is no movement in the bedroom, neither Zhang Tianru's cough nor wheezing. Zhang Tianru's wife died early, and neither of her two sons got married. The middle-aged man is called Zhang Tongren, but he is specially taken care of by the Xici Ancestral Hall. He waited again, and finally couldn't help but open the door curtain, "Master Zhang, how are you......" suddenly stunned.

I saw that although Zhang Tianru was lying on the bed like a corpse, his breathing was steady, and he had obviously stabilized temporarily, but his face was like ashes, his eyes were blank, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth that seemed to be mocking. Zhang Tongren's heart was slightly relieved, and he couldn't help but mention it again, "Master, ...... are you?"

Zhang Tianru's lifeless eyes rolled, but there was still no reaction. Zhang Tongren was in a hurry, "Master, isn't there anything the fourth grandmother can do?" Let's go to the hospital quickly! ”

"Colleagues! Help me up. Zhang Tianru sighed, motioned to Zhang Tongren to help him up, closed his eyes and sat for a while, and suddenly two tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, "Colleagues! It's not that the fourth grandmother has no choice, but that she is too heavy with this medicine. He reached out and wiped the corner of his eye, and then opened his eye, and there was a hint of brightness in his eyes. Zhang Tongren was stunned, at a loss and didn't know what to understand.

At this moment, Zhang Tianru was like a fugue out of the world, Zhang Tongren was worried, no one noticed that the figure by the wardrobe flashed, and a person's figure disappeared into the hole in the corner of the wall, which was sticking to the wooden wardrobe, and somehow pulled it, and there was no trace on the wall.

When Wei Fei and Chen Feng first came to the northwest, it was only the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it was only two or three days away, and after the autumn wind blew in the morning, the sad autumn rain also came as scheduled, and the rain was like fog, which made people's mood inexplicably low. Shen Da Shen stared at Shen Lang out of the crowd, but when they chased them to the street, Shen Lang didn't know where to go.

Shen Da Shen Er searched the nearby streets, but in the blink of an eye, Shen Lang seemed to have disappeared. Look at the deserted streets, and occasionally someone is in a hurry. Shen Er said stupidly: "Why don't you usually see Shen Lang so slippery, and when the front and back feet go out of the yard, you can't find a figure." ”

Shen Da sighed, "There's only one day left." With the age of you and my brother, we are in the prime of life, although when we first started to cultivate the Yin Soul Sect, we were a little greedy and cultivated all the Eight Kings, but we are only more than forty years old, and we are the Eight Kings of the two brothers, which should be enough to support the needs of the Eight Kings, but recently, for some reason, the consumption of the Eight Kings' Yin Gong is getting bigger and bigger. ”

"Yes! Hell yes. Shen Er took a sip, "Last night, in order to find Shen Lang, I just invited one of the eight kings, and I almost exhausted the strength of the two of us, and I almost couldn't go home, so I made up for those supplements on the altar and recovered some." ”

Shen Da glared at him, "What we cultivate is the Yin Soul Sect, of course we want to see the hell." He sighed again with a sad face, "Second child, are we really old?" Can't afford to support the Eight Kings? Yin Soul Newspaper Sect cultivation is Yin Gong, but we didn't use the Eight Kings to do anything that was very damaging to Yin Virtue, and occasionally playing mahjong and quoting a price for goods is not considered to be a taboo! ”

The cultivation of the "Yin Soul Newspaper Sect" is the Eight Kings, but because it is to use the Yin Soul to report the Sect, in addition to the offerings on the altar, the most important thing is the essence and blood of the cultivator himself. But the two brothers Shen Da Shen relied on their brothers' concentricity and were in the prime of life, and they actually cultivated the Eight Kings together, but all this time, nothing happened, but in the past two or three days, no matter how they practiced, the breath of the Eight Kings suddenly began to weaken, and every time they invited the Eight Kings, they would be exhausted.

"It's really not good, I'll ask the eight kings to report the yin once, as long as I don't lose my life." Shen Eryi gritted his teeth, "You follow the Eight Kings to find Shen Lang, solve the hidden danger, and then come to save me." ”

Shen Da shook his head, "The Eight Kings of the Yin Soul Sect are attached to you and me, and they are inseparable from each other, wasn't it me who sacrificed Zhang Fu last night, and you will ...... with it" Just as he said this, he suddenly shook up, "He's nearby, second brother, do you feel it?" ”

"It's not far over there." Shen Er also became excited, "No matter what happens this time, I can't let him go." ”

The figures of the two had just turned the corner of the street, and there was a stone slab under a pile of hay beside them, which suddenly moved sideways, revealing a hole. Shen Lang probed and crawled out of the cave, "How did you get here from the house of Master Zhang of the West Ancestral Hall?" He did just as Siyue said, drilling through the tunnels in Wenfeng Town. He was just an ordinary teenager in the town, and no one paid attention to his general actions. But his age is exactly the stage of his own self, and the standard of acting is all based on his intuitive preferences, what has happened in Wenfeng Town in the past few days, whether he can really see it clearly or not, Shen Lang has his own judgment.

Looking around, Shen Lang was about to jump into the tunnel again, when he was suddenly stunned. At one end of the street, there was an old man walking slowly, the old man was dressed ordinarily, and there was nothing surprising about it, but his eyes were slightly swollen as if he had cried, and his eyes were narrowed into stripes. Wenfeng Town is a town after all, no matter how active Shen Lang is, it is impossible for everyone to know him, so he didn't think much about it, one leg had already stepped into the tunnel, but he was suddenly stunned.

In the autumn wind and drizzle, the leaves were all over the ground, and the old man's back looked extremely cold and helpless on the street, but Shen Lang felt that the old man seemed to be standing under the scorching sun, and his whole body was emitting a dazzling light, which made him have the illusion of looking up at the sun. "Strange, dazzled?" When Shen Lang rubbed his eyes and looked again, the old man had already turned around.

Shen Lang shook his head, "I don't know whose elders it is, why is there no one to accompany him?" "Turned over and jumped into the tunnel, now in the entire Wenfeng Town, no one will be more familiar with the tunnels under the town than him. However, the underground passages in Wenfeng Town are intricate, and the strips are connected, like spider webs, which is beyond Shen Lang's imagination. Due to the weather problems in the northwest farmers, it was normal to dig holes and store things, but Shen Lang discovered a secret, that is, in the tunnels of each family, there were several unrecognizable passages, and in the underground of Wenfeng Town, a labyrinth that no one could know for the time being.