She hugged me for a long time before slowly letting go of me, her scarlet eyes stared at me, and her mouth seemed to be muttering: "If you weren't wearing this jade wrench, my aunt wouldn't have recognized you, Qian'er, you have really grown into a big girl." ”

In the eyes of women, I see the kind of love that can only be revealed between relatives, and I have also seen this kind of pity in the eyes of my grandmother.

"Qian'er, why did you get hurt like this? What about your father? This is a forbidden place, how did you get here? She looked at me and asked a barrage of questions.

I looked at her with some blankness, and then looked down at the dry bones.

"This?" I want to ask how she was imprisoned here, and, in memory, isn't she going to marry Yan Jun? How could it be here.

Hearing my question, she smiled miserably.

"That's just a game, it's my wishful thinking." She looked at me and suddenly thought of something, so she asked anxiously, "Qian'er, you shouldn't have married that Yan Shizi, right?" You? ”

I shook my head again and again, and her nervous expression gradually subsided, as if relieved.

"Then you go quickly, don't stay here, let's go." With a wave of her hand, a vine wrapped around my waist.

"Auntie, I'm here to find a 'living coffin'. I hurriedly spoke.

"What are you looking for that coffin?" She looked at me with a suspicious expression.

"Me? It's a long story. "It will take some time to understand the cause and effect, but I don't, and this aunt is going to let me leave immediately.

There was no way, I could only inform my aunt of the killing between the Netherworld and the Ten Thousand Masters.

The aunt's body staggered back a few steps, and finally closed her eyes tightly, but there was not much shock in her expression, as if she had already guessed that she would come to this point.

"It seems that what the eldest brother wants to change, after all, there is no way, everything is in vain, Qian'er is now left with you in the netherworld, don't take revenge, live well, and leave here immediately." She reached out her cold, piercing hand and caressing my cheek.

"Auntie, I came today to take out the Ten Thousand Souls Bodhi from the coffin of the living." I pursed my lips and told her all about my coffin.

When she heard this, her face was stunned, and her eyes scanned over me for a long time before revealing an expression of disbelief.

"You, you, you only have seven spirits, you have been?" She stared at me for a long time before she realized that I wasn't the girl she remembered.

"It's so deceitful that we don't even have the last seedling of our netherworld." She grabbed me by the hand.

"Auntie, I don't have much time now, I have to open the coffin of the living before those people." I couldn't help but glance under the tree, for fear that they would suddenly come out.

"But Qian'er, the coffin is empty, there is nothing, what are you going to do when you open it?" She stared at me with a look of bewilderment.

"Empty? Why, auntie, there should be in it, yes, my "remains". I looked at her and whispered the word "body", for fear of stimulating her emotions again.

She shook her head as she listened, and her face showed bewilderment and bewilderment.

"It's just an empty coffin." She was very determined, and, seeing that I seemed to show disbelief, she raised her hand, and heard only the sound of "thump", and then the tree seemed to tremble, and a blood-red coffin was wrapped in vines and sent to me.

"This is the coffin of a living person?" I looked at the coffin in a daze and asked my aunt.

She nodded: "That's what the people who came out to look for it called, but in my opinion, it was nothing special except that it was heavier than an ordinary coffin and had a heavier yin qi, and besides, it was already here when I was locked in." ”

My aunt stretched out her hand and stroked the coffin, this coffin should have been prepared for her by Yan Jun.

"Auntie?" I frowned and looked at her, now she was a dry bone, but there was no one to collect her bones.

I crouched down to pull my aunt's bones out of the center of the tree, but before my hands could touch her bones, I heard a click, as if I had been electrocuted.

My aunt hurriedly pulled me up: "Qian'er, don't waste your efforts, this chain is to lock the soul and suppress evil, I can't escape at all, I want to stay here for the rest of my life." After she finished, she looked at me again and reluctantly showed a smile: "However, I can see you Qian'er again, my aunt is really satisfied and happy." ”

When she was done, she told me to stop looking for the coffin, and get out of here now, and she helped me drag those people.

"However, I need all souls Bodhi." I lowered my eyes.

Actually, I don't want to face the "remains" of my previous life, but for the sake of vain years, I think that the coffin of the living person must be opened.

"Auntie, haven't you heard anything about the coffin of the living?" I looked at my aunt.

However, if you think about it, she has been trapped here for so many years, and she can't get out at all, maybe she doesn't know more than I do.

My aunt was silent, her eyes rolling slightly, helping me think.

After thinking for a long time, she spoke: "Back then, I couldn't figure out how I got here, but I think there seems to be a very powerful force underneath, but unfortunately I can't help you take a look." ”

She looked at me with some guilt, but this information was very important for me to come.

Below? The bottom of the aunt is definitely not the first floor of the bone building, but the underground of the bone building, which should be connected to the lake.

"No wonder." I closed my eyes and muttered.

"What's wrong? Qian'er, what do you think of? "My aunt looked at me.

"In the lake outside, there is a tomb guard beast hidden, but the tomb guard beast did not attack us when we came, only those who fell into the water will be swept away by it, if I am not mistaken, the real living coffin should be hidden under the water." When I finished, I couldn't help frowning, under the big tomb, the opponent I faced was the tomb keeper beast.

"Qian'er, don't go, since it's a tomb guard beast of the underworld, it's definitely not easy, don't look for it, no Bodhi can compare to your life." When she heard the words "tomb keeper beast", her face changed.

"Auntie, I have someone I must save, but before I leave here, I will take your bones out." I smiled at my aunt and crouched down again.

The skeleton seemed to grow in the center of the tree, and the bark wrapped it tightly.

There was another "click" sound, and my nails were not long, but they broke directly, and the pink flesh in the nails became red, and gradually overflowed with blood.

"Qian'er, it's useless, don't get it." My aunt was a little anxious and wanted to pull me.

I shook my head and continued to desperately remove the bark around the skeleton, I had seen in the book given by the fat man, that people pay attention to the earth.

Although my aunt is not an ordinary person, but, perhaps because her bones are imprisoned, so she can't return to the Netherworld Ancient Path, I must dig up her bones, and take them out of this bone building, so that she can be free.

"Qian'er, don't dig it." Her voice trembled slightly, and her hands tugged at my arm.

"Auntie, it's going to get better soon, it doesn't hurt at all." I almost gritted my teeth and slashed down.

Every time I dug up a piece of bark, blood flowed from the bark, mixed with the blood on my fingers, and I didn't know if it was mine or the evil tree.

My aunt looked at me with red eyes, she was eager to be free, but she felt sorry for me, so she squatted beside me and wanted to dig with me, but she had become a soul now that the charm hurt her too much, and she couldn't even get close.

"Auntie, don't move, you follow me, why are you here?" I couldn't see her upset, so I immediately drew her attention.

"Because?" She was stunned, and her eyes instantly dimmed.

I looked down at her, and after only those two words, I didn't continue, and I turned my face to look at her, and saw that she was actually crying.

Ghost tears fell to the ground, becoming crystal clear.

"Auntie?" I realized I had said the wrong thing.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal." She smiled at me with the corners of her mouth raised.

In her words, the story between her and Yan Jun was started because of me.

When I was six years old, my father set up a banquet in the Netherworld Ancient Path, lit a thousand lamps, and celebrated my birthday.

That was the first meeting between my aunt and Yan Jun, at that time, my aunt was a young man, and my father, as an elder brother, originally wanted to take this opportunity to find a good husband for my aunt, but my father hoped that my aunt could marry my own clan.

Because, there is a rule in the netherworld, if a girl marries outside, then she will never be allowed to enter the netherworld, even the banquet guests and the table can only be outside the ancient road, not the entrance to the netherworld.

My marriage with Yan Shizi was decided by my grandfather, and my father was actually very reluctant, so he didn't want his sister to leave again.

It's just that creation makes people, and my aunt actually likes Yan Jun.

My aunt couldn't help but show a wry smile when she came here, she didn't know why at the time, she just felt that Yan Jun's bearing was extraordinary, not something that could be compared to those later generations.

However, my father firmly disagreed, after all, no one knew how old Yan Jun was, and he was definitely separated from my aunt by several generations, and my father was reluctant to marry my aunt.

This matter is also over.

My aunt also thought that she was just unrequited love, but Yan Jun sent someone to propose marriage outside the Netherworld Ancient Road a few days later.

This Netherworld and the Netherworld seem to be at peace all these years, however, the Netherworld is not bound by the Netherworld, and the Netherworld is also afraid of the spells of the Netherworld, and gradually the relationship between the Netherworld and the Netherworld has undergone a subtle change.

Yan Jun is in control of everyone's life and death, and can punish all living beings except the Netherworld.

Originally, Yan Jun had already had a grudge against the Netherworld, and a few years ago, because the Netherworld High Priest broke into the ghost market to use the ghost refining evil art in order to cultivate the forbidden arts, the contradiction was almost out of control.

Although the last incident came to an end with the exorcism of Qian'er from the underworld and the marriage contract between me and the son, my father and Yan Jun have been estranged since then, especially after the death of my grandfather.

To put it in the simplest sentence, it is: the king's pillow is not allowed to snore, and the politeness on the surface is false after all.

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