After examining the body, I closed the coffin again and jumped out of the grave.

The coffin was filled with earth for burial, and the funeral procession left one after another.

The moonlight reflected the shadows of the trees, and I sat by the grave, a little distracted.

Mu Mu is dead, a double death of body and soul.

Since Mu Mu is not here, who is the one who came to me yesterday to ask for a coffin?

pondered for a long time, but didn't figure out why, so I had to take Murphy back to the coffin shop.

It was late at night, and the lights in the house had gone out.

Grandpa Tenggu sat on the threshold, the pipe in his mouth was extinguished, and the firelight reflected his vicissitudes of life.

"Grandpa, we're back." I said weakly.

Sun Weiwei and I didn't investigate anything, and we both looked a little discouraged.

Grandpa Tenggu smiled and said, "Child, you are all working hard today, go and rest early."

I couldn't hold my breath, "Grandpa, you must know what's going on, so you can't give me a little bit of it?"

Grandpa Tenggu pondered for a while, "Hidden Dragon, there are some things that I still want you to discover for yourself."

"However, if you haven't been able to understand it, it should be a chance."

I was a little embarrassed, "Grandpa, please."

"Well, I'll give you some pointers."

Grandpa Tenggu pointed to a willow tree two hundred meters away, "You swing your knife to generate knife qi and cut down the willow tree."

"Good!"

Now, my knife skills have been somewhat successful, and cutting trees is no longer a problem.

I took out the Thousand Chill Iron Knife and swung it suddenly, slashing out a pale white sword light.

The light of the knife swept all the way, shaving a large flat head for the bushes in front of him, pointing straight at the position of the willow tree.

Click-

Tenggu snapped his fingers, the surrounding space seemed to freeze, and the sword light was stuck in the void, not retreating or advancing, as if it was a fixed painting.

My eyes were round like a pair of bells, and I almost lost my voice and asked, "How did you do that!?"

"Hehe, it's just a little trick."

Tenggu perfunctory my words and asked in a condensed voice, "Where is your Thousand Chill Iron Knife now?"

I shook the knife in my hand and said in confusion, "Isn't it right here?"

"Yes, the knife is in your hand, and what is that breath floating in the void?"

Without thinking about it, I replied, "It's a knife qi."

Tenggu: "From the moment you swung the sword, the sword qi was already generated."

"This wisp of sword qi does not belong to you, nor does it belong to the Thousand Xuan Cold Iron Knife, its long-cherished wish is to cut off the willow tree in front of it."

"Whoever stands in its way will be cut in two."

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely understand what Grandpa Tenggu said.

I thought about it for a long time, and suddenly I understood something.

"You mean to say that the Thousand Chill Iron Knife and I represent the soul and body of the deceased, respectively."

"The person who knocked on the door last night was that wisp of knife energy!"

Tenggu's expression was full of appreciation, "He is worthy of being Zhuge Jun's grandson, and his understanding is high."

"When Mu Mu died, he had a strong obsession in his heart, and the obsession was equivalent to you cutting out the sword qi to cut off the willow tree."

"His obsession is to ask for a coffin."

"The goal of the sword qi is to cut down the willow tree."

"Mumu's obsession died because of the coffin. The existence of the sword qi is dispersed because of the willow tree."

It dawned on me, and at the same time, I was amazed.

In addition to the body and soul, this is the first time I've heard that obsessions can exist in human form and on their own!

The space was still stagnant, and that wisp of sword qi was just fixed in the air.

Tenggu: "Hidden Dragon, if the sword qi you slashed out is aimed at the willow tree, but there are many innocent people in the middle, what should you do?"

I didn't even think about it, and I replied, "Of course, it's to save people."

Tenggu: "In order to save people and destroy the sword qi, are you willing to do it?"

Tenggu's question made me a little baffled.

Without waiting for me to answer, he stood up and stretched, "I'm old and don't have much energy, I need to go back and rest."

"Hidden Dragon, there are some things you have to think about yourself."

"Collecting the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Lamps and opening the tomb of Zhuge Wuhou is too reluctant for anyone."

"Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and the last light is the easiest to die."

"You have to be careful, otherwise one wrong step will be doomed!"

Tenggu's warning made me feel like I would never recover.

What does the wisp of sword qi that slash out have to do with collecting the seven-star life-sustaining lamp?

What does the last light have to do with the catastrophe?

What exactly is Grandpa Tenggu trying to tell me?

After thinking about it, I couldn't come up with an answer.

At some point, a gust of wind blew across my cheeks, and the space returned to normal again.

The sword qi I slashed out slammed into the willow tree, splitting it in two.

Squeak –

Beside the willow tree, there was a piercing cry.

What is it!?

I walked up and found a sika deer with a large cut in its belly next to the willow tree.

In my mind, Tenggu's question suddenly sounded: If the knife qi you slashed out would hurt the innocent, what should you do? .

Yes, of course...... I did my best to save people.

I put my palm on the wound of the sika deer, locked its blood with Yuan Li, and then took out the healing elixir and crushed it and applied it.

After a while, the sika deer was back to normal and left alive.

I dragged the willow tree with great difficulty and walked to the inner courtyard.

This big willow tree, Ming'er can just give it to Uncle Yuanji to make a new coffin.

It was the middle of the night, and I was a little tired and fell into the bed, and fell asleep in a daze......

At night, I had a rare dream.

In my dream, my parents returned to me and took me back to my hometown.

There are red couplets on the walls, and firecrackers are set off outside, as if it is going to be the New Year.

My parents brought me a new set of clothes and were about to change them.

I had just stretched out a hand to get dressed, and I was mindless of touching the table in front of my bed, when I suddenly woke up from my dream.

It's a pity, it's nice to have a little more sleep like this.

I yawned and sat up from my bed, it was half past five in the morning, and the sky was dark and dreary, and I could faintly see a little inky blue.

There were too many coffins accumulated yesterday, so I had to get up early today to work.

There is well water in the yard, and the well water from the deep water layer is bubbling with cold air outside, and it is very refreshing to wash your face.

Bang –

In the sky, about twenty miles away, a signal bomb suddenly exploded.

I recognized at a glance that this signal bomb was a special tool used by the Zhuge family to call for emergency help or to communicate.

Because when I killed the Zhuge family investigation team, I confiscated a lot of these things.

The Zhuge family investigation team was walking outside, unwilling to reveal their identities, why would they fire signal bombs?

Don't...... What danger are they encountering?