The cemetery of the red plum is strange.

The location where it is located is either rich or expensive, and the people buried around it are either very rich or powerful.

But when it comes to the cemetery of Hongmei, it is very simple.

It's just a small dirt bag, a small thatched hut.

Among the luxurious cemeteries, it looks very different.

The seventh master looked at the tomb bag, was silent for a long time, and then began to cry.

Jin Shengshui said, "Seventh Master, you are also a big boss. It's not so sentimental, is it?"

The seventh master waved his hand and ignored Jin Shengshui.

I don't think the Seventh Master can spare his hands, otherwise, he will have to give Jin Shengshui a punch.

After the seventh master cried for a while, he asked for incense, candles, and paper money, and burned them in front of the grave.

Lord Lang, Xiao Zhu and the others have been waiting quietly.

In fact, they are not interested in worshipping red plums, or even looking for red plums.

They only hope to fulfill the wish of the Seventh Master and let the Seventh Master tell the matter of the Immortal Gate.

After the seventh master burned the paper money, Xiao Zhu couldn't help it.

He coughed dryly and said, "Seventh Master, shouldn't we talk about something else now?"

The Seventh Master was silent for a while, and then said, "It stands to reason that we should talk about something else."

Xiao Zhu frowned: "Logically? What if it doesn't make sense?"

The Seventh Master pointed to the thatched hut and said, "In my life, this is the place I miss the most. Can I go in and have a look?"

Everyone present was a little impatient.

However, considering the situation of the seventh master, they all agreed.

After all, people's hearts are made of flesh. The seventh master was sad, and everyone was slightly sympathetic.

As soon as I entered the thatched hut, I immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Inside this thatched hut, there is actually a steaming meal.

Anyone living here?

The Seventh Master immediately shouted loudly: "Red Plum, Red Plum ......"

Jin Shengshui kicked over: "Don't step on the horse and scream, you look like Duan Zhengchun."

It is estimated that when the Seventh Master chased and killed Jin Shengshui before, he was annoyed.

Therefore, along the way, Jin Shengshui didn't know how many times he had scolded the Seventh Master.

The seventh master looked at the thatched house blankly, a little excited and a little puzzled.

There was only one thatched hut, and on each wall of the room were two beds.

One bed is relatively large, it should be that the seventh master and the woman slept in, and the other bed is relatively small, it should be the little girl back then, that is, the current Hongxing sleeps.

Apart from these two beds, there was only one table left in the room.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

There can be no Tibetan people in this place.

The Seventh Master looked around, and then muttered, "Maybe...... They had just eaten here, and now they're gone."

Jin Shengshui said, "Who are you talking about?"

The Seventh Master said, "Isn't this simple? It must be Hongmei and my daughter."

Jin Shengshui said, "Not necessarily."

"Maybe it's the people who watch the graveyard, and you have a house here, and they meet here all day."

"It's also possible that there are ghosts here who want to experience the feeling of being alive."

Seventh Master: "Your ...... on a horse"

Ji Yansheng smiled beside him: "Xiao Jin, I feel that you will be beaten sooner or later, you broken mouth, hahaha......

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I said, "I know you're a decent person, can you help me?"

I said, "Am I a serious person, and do I have anything to do with helping you?"

Seventh Master: "......"

He thought for a moment and said, "I know that you have relatives and friends who have been captured by the people of the underworld."

"If you can find the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld, you can bring your people back."

I thought to myself: I already knew the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld, and I have now arrested a Holy Maiden of the Netherworld.

But...... According to Rohan's narration.

The Yin Si Holy Maiden I caught should be her evil thoughts.

And the daughter of the Seventh Master, that is, the reincarnation of the Holy Maiden of Yinsi, should be a good thought.

If you find this good thought, many things will be easier to do.

I said to the Seventh Master, "Say, how can I help you?"

The Seventh Master said, "I'm already dead. This body has become a corpse, and many means cannot be used."

"Aren't you Master Zhuyu? You should have a way to find my daughter, right?"

I said, "I need a little bit of your heart."

The Seventh Master said, "Yes."

Anyway, the Seventh Master is dead. He is not distressed by the blood in his heart.

However, when I took the blood, I found that his blood was no longer available.

The physical death has taken too long.

The Seventh Master sighed and said, "Use your soul."

I frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

The Seventh Master snorted.

I said, "It is true that you can take the blood of your heart through your soul, but if you use your heart and blood to find someone, you will directly consume your soul."

The seventh master laughed and said, "Then you must hurry up and find it."

"Don't wait until you haven't found anyone, I'm gone."

"In that case, I'll have to leave with regrets. You won't get what you want."

I smiled and said, "Seventh Master, don't threaten us."

"Alright, I'll take blood."

I took out a crooked needle with a red thread strung at the end.

Then, I passed the needle through the soul of the seventh master.

The Seventh Master snorted, revealing a painful look.

I didn't say anything, and continued to thread the needle.

Then he threw the needle into a glass of water.

The red rope is like a wire, which leads the blood of the seventh master down and bets it into the water cup.

And my eyes were on top of the glass.

The smell of blood in the glass steamed up and hit my eyes.

I felt the world around me blur for a while, and I saw a strange sight.