I still don't know the name of the woman in the palace costume, I only know that she is the saint of the last generation of Miao Jiang and the former lover of my grandfather.

Although I still can't let go of what she has done, at this moment, I still call her grandma.

A fire, along with the walled building, burned down.

I buried my grandfather and her together, and after this fire, everything disappeared.

In the light of the blazing fire, my face must have been very hideous, otherwise the water rats and girls who had already followed this side would not have stood in the distance with a cautious face and did not dare to approach.

After a long time, I turned and walked towards the location of the water rat and the girl.

"Zhang He, are you okay?" The water rat asked softly.

I shook my head, my tears had been wiped away, and I said in a hoarse voice: "Is there any restriction that the boss can bring back the souls of the dead from the Yellow Spring?" ”

Hearing this, the water rat was stunned for a moment, and responded: "Not all the undead can be brought back, and the boss will definitely need to pay a little price, plus there has been a bit of chaos in the underworld recently, so it's even harder to say!" ”

I asked again, "If the undead have crossed the Yellow Springs, is there any hope of returning to the Yang Realm?" ”

The water rat's face was strange, and he said, "Unless it is to become a high-level ghost or something, if not, it is estimated that it is unlikely!" ”

"There's a way!"

At this time, Nan Nan suddenly said: "The rules of the underworld are not dead, and they can be flexible in some things, provided that who changes the rules?" If it were someone else, it was unlikely, but if you proposed to take a certain soul from the underworld, there should be room for accommodation, but the process might be more tortuous......"

Listening to Nannan's words, I subconsciously glanced at the broken whetstone in my hand, and the black phalanges on it seemed to have some sense, flickering slightly.

This black finger bone was given to me by a big man in the underworld, and I still don't know why a small person like me is targeted by some people in the underworld, this thing is equivalent to a token, and if I go down to the underworld in the future, maybe it will be of great use.

I said to the water rat and the girl: "You guys make a grave for my grandparents here, and after you finish it, leave Miao Jiang as soon as possible." After returning to Jiangcheng, if the boss comes back, please ask him to help bring back the souls of my grandparents to Huangquan......"

After saying this, without waiting for the water rat to respond, I stared at the water rat and said in a deep voice: "Don't follow me quietly, escort the water mouse away, do you hear?" ”

My tone was very cold, and I stopped talking, and finally nodded a little aggrieved and agreed.

"Zhang He!"

The water rat seemed to notice a slight change in my mentality, and said cautiously: "We came to Miaojiang to save your grandfather and your mother, there is no need to fight with the whole Miaojiang......"

"From the moment my grandfather died, there was no need for Lei Shan to exist!"

I looked in the direction of Lei Mountain, and said quietly: "I don't want to kill people, they force me, I have to die!" ”

The water rat wanted to say something, but I turned around and left, and my figure jumped and quickly disappeared into the night.

Grandpa's death was a big blow to me, after all, I grew up with him since I was a child, and now yin and yang are forever separated, if it weren't for the fact that my nerves were sharpened during this time, maybe I would have collapsed long ago.

My grandfather has passed away, and if my unmasked mother is to follow me again, I doubt that I will go crazy, and by then not only Lei Shan, but even the entire Miao Jiang will probably suffer.

Ready to sacrifice my mother's blood to awaken the sleeping Gu God in the Thunder Mountain?

The Eight Great Clans of Thunder Mountain, you are really impatient!

The killing intent in my heart was suppressed, like a volcano about to erupt, and I don't know what the consequences would be if it erupted.

The power of the Black Lotus is too weird, and the disciples and tyrants have not left me, as if they have been suppressed by the Black Lotus, which makes me very irritable.

Far away from this ancient and deserted village, my figure moved quickly towards the side of Thunder Mountain in the night.

When I was still a few miles away from Thunder Mountain, a cry of fighting came from the forest in front of me, and I approached quietly, and when I saw a scene in the forest, I was slightly stunned.

There are many corpses in the forest, all of them are Gu cultivators dressed in Miao costumes, and there are stumps and broken arms everywhere, and it is roughly estimated that at least seventy or eighty people have been buried here.

In addition, there are large piles of Gu insect corpses, snakes and scorpions of various colors and other poisons, making this area smelly.

And the guys who are slaughtering these Gu cultivators, the leader is Mo Yi, and the rest is his father's manpower, and Wang Tong is also among them, blocking the retreat of those Gu cultivators.

Mo Yi came to Miaojiang with his father, why can't he see his father here?