In the mountains and forests, with a gentle breeze, a thin figure walked slowly, and a smiling face was revealed under the fire. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Grandpa, you're here!" Yan Sanjun returned a smile and called softly. He had long been aware of the presence of people in the forest, but he had never broken it.

"Little San'er, why are you staying here alone?" The thin figure stood beside Yan Sanjun, put his hands behind his back, and said with concern.

His name is Yan Su, and he is the last patriarch of the Yan family, and he is also Yan Sanjun's grandfather. However, the two are not related by blood, to be precise, Yan Sanjun is an orphan who was picked up by his grandfather.

Yan Su's body was thin, his face was full of wrinkles, and he exuded the aura of old age. Like the earthlings, the Yin people also have birth, old age, sickness and death, although the cultivation of soul power can slow down aging, but if they can't break through, they will still enter death.

Unlike earthlings, after the death of the Yin people, the souls of the dead will dissipate, and the soul will turn into a fire of the underworld, floating in the underworld unconsciously.

"Grandpa, it's nothing, I just want to be alone." In front of Yan Su, Yan Sanjun's expression became calmer and calmer.

Fifteen years ago, Yan Sanjun fell into the Abi Hell, his soul was born, and he was almost devoured by evil ghosts, but fortunately Yan Su came to the rescue and brought him back to the family, adopted him as a righteous grandson, and gave him the name Yan Sanjun.

Yan Su has always been very fond of Yan Sanjun, whether it is when he is proud of the spring breeze or when he is embarrassed and depressed, he always gives him love.

"I heard about yesterday's test. Don't worry too much, you still have a long way to go. Yan Su gently patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

"Hehe, what do I have to care about, everything is providential!" Yan Sanjun shook his head helplessly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a bitter smile.

Yan Su didn't answer, paused, suddenly changed the topic, and said, "Little San'er, if I'm not mistaken, you are fifteen years old this year, right?" ”

"Yes, Grandpa!"

"Hey, there's a coming-of-age ceremony next year, I think... Would you like to send you to the army for training? Yan Su asked with some hesitation.

Yan Sanjun turned his head, looked at Yan Su solemnly, and after thinking carefully for a long time, he suddenly nodded and said, "I am willing." ”

He thought very clearly, in this cruel world, if ordinary yin people want to live more safely, the best way is to become a soldier. There, at the very least, there is the title of the underworld, which will not be devoured by the wandering demons.

"Little San'er, I'm sorry, grandpa has no other way, I'm already old, this is the only way for you to seek self-preservation in the future. Remember, no matter what the future holds, live well. Yan Su's face was full of apologies, and at the same time he said very seriously.

"Grandpa, I remember. I'll live well. Now, with a year to go, I won't give up so easily. Yan Sanjun clenched his fists and said with a firm gaze.

Although, he said so, but he didn't have any certainty in his heart.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but their expressions were full of helplessness. Yan Su also understands that this kind of thing is easier said than done.

"Alright, it's not too early, let's go back and rest first! Tomorrow, there will be a visit from your guests, so you have to behave well. Yan Su said.

"Guest, who?" Yan Sanjun asked.

"Hehe, if you see it, you'll know." Yan Su smiled slightly and left.

Yan Sanjun was puzzled, speculating wildly in his heart, not noticing at all that the ancient jade on his chest suddenly lit up with a faint light, which was fleeting and disappeared without a trace......

Early the next morning.

Yan Sanjun sat cross-legged, his hands sealed, his body suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a faint layer of white mist, the white mist swam along his body, and every time he passed a cycle, a trace of white mist would enter his body and become a part of this soul body.

At the same time, the jade on his chest shimmered again......

At the end of a week's run, Yan Sanjun jumped down, his handprints dispersed, and a trace of soul power that had just been condensed in his body suddenly disappeared, like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace.

"Damn, damn it, it's gone again. What the hell is wrong with this, is it because I am not from this world? Yan Sanjun had the urge to scold his mother, his face was gloomy, and his mood was extremely bad.

It's like this every time, the soul power that has been cultivated so hard disappears for no reason, and this kind of thing can't be indifferent to anyone.

"Hey, forget it, just get used to it!" Yan Sanjun comforted himself.

After a while, a childish voice came from outside the house, saying, "Third brother, grandpa is looking for you to go to the hall." ”

Yan Sanjun, Xingsan, has two older brothers and a younger sister, both of whom are Yan Su's grandchildren, but not the same father and mother. Yan Su had two sons, the eldest son had a son and a daughter, and the second son had only one son. The two eldest grandchildren are both adults, and they have been training outside the home and rarely return home. There are only righteous grandson Yan Sanjun and little granddaughter Yan Wan'er at home.

At this moment, the young girl who pushed the door in was Yan Wan'er, only seven years old, delicate and cute, and very likable.

In this family, among the juniors, Yan Wan'er and Yan Sanjun have a close relationship, especially in the past three years.

"Wan'er, do you know what's going on?" Yan Sanjun asked.

"Well, here comes the guest. Let's go! She ran behind Yan Sanjun and coquettishly pushed him out.

Facing this quirky little sister, Yan Sanjun's bad mood could always dissipate without wind, he exhaled easily, took Yan Wan'er's little hand, and went to the hall together.

The hall of the Yan family is not far away, just in front of the left side of the hut where Yan Sanjun lives, diagonally inserted into two corridors, and a few steps further on, you will arrive.

In front of the hall, a thin old man was waiting for the two of them.

"Grandpa, we're here." Yan Wan'er rushed forward and took Yan Su's arm.

Yan Su reached out and touched her little head, and said with a warm smile: "Let's go, take you to see Lord Ghost." ”

The three of them entered the hall, and when they saw it, it was already full of people. Yan Sanjun took a closer look and found that in addition to the people of the Yan family, there were also people from the Liang family and the Feng family.

As soon as Yan Su entered the hall, he ushered in everyone's attention, he was the last patriarch of the Yan family, and he was the current elder, with high power, and many people cast respectful eyes.

It's just that when their eyes stayed on Yan Sanjun behind them, they suddenly became weird, with regret, sympathy, and mockery......

In the past three years, Yan Sanjun has long been familiar with this kind of look, and he is calm, quietly following behind Yan Su, and walking inside step by step.

As he walked, he saw a stranger in the main hall, presumably this was the distinguished guest Yan Su was talking about.

"Hehe, Lord Ghost, I haven't seen you for many years, but I still recognize it!" Yan Su stepped forward and clasped his fists and said with a smile.

"Oh, Old Monster Yan, you're not dead yet, it's a blessing, it's a blessing! Haha......" The man laughed and teased.