On the day he left the Mengfan estuary, everything was cleaned up, and Li Xiang found that Mingshu had blood stains on his trouser legs. Li wanted to ask Sister Shu, are you injured? Mingshu was startled and said that she might have cut her leg by a tree branch during her morning exercise. He set up his tent again and changed his clothes and pants inside.

For the next two days, Mingshu had been quietly accompanying Li Xiang, without raising her legs or running back.

At this moment, Li Xiang was sitting on the ground resting, Mingshu was in a hurry, and there was no shelter nearby, so she set up a tent a few hundred meters away. In the past, when Mingshu was in a hurry, she ran a few miles away in one go. When Li Xiang was in a hurry, Mingshu also ran a few miles away, estimating that Li Xiang was almost ready to run back. Sister Shu, who has always been super physically strong and super fast, has been in a state of the past two days, which makes Li Xiang a little worried. Because the tent had to be set up and dismantled, it took a lot of time on the road.

When Mingshu came back, Li Xiang asked Sister Shu if her leg injury was better? Mingshu's face was slightly red, she rubbed Li Xiang's head sitting on the ground, and said that it was okay, it would be fine in two days. Li Xiang was relieved a lot. Since Li Xiang called her Sister Shu, she always likes to rub Li Xiang's head, as if she is declaring that she is a sister, or maybe her brother always loves to rub her head.

Mingshu said that when you arrive at Mengfan Village, you can borrow an underground passage to go to Qigong Village, and after a short rest, you can cross the Fengling River through the underground passage to Chiwangqiu. When I arrived at Chiwang, I had to leave again.

On the fifth day, Mingshu regained her vitality, and at this time it was only a day's journey from Mengfan Village. Seeing that Sister Shu's leg injury was healed, Li Xiang was also very happy. After getting along for such a long time, Li Xiang has relied on Sister Shu a little, just like relying on Yafei and Kunzi when he was in his hometown, for fear that something bad would be wrong with the other party.

At night, they set up a campsite and ate some fruits they brought with them, and the two had a casual chat.

Mingshu said: "I heard Ke Yu Teng said that Mengfan Village has a good harvest this year, and there are a lot of gold seeds, and Grandpa Mei seems to have picked up a five-pattern gold seed." ”

"Is Grandpa Mei's name Mei Laokan?"

Li wanted to know that Grandpa Mei made Mingshu a little surprised, and after thinking about it, maybe it was Meng Fan's ghost who had told Li Xiang. She said that Grandpa Mei was very powerful when he was young, and he was one of the most outstanding disciples of Master Qi Yun, and if it hadn't happened to him, Daddy would not have become soul blind. Speaking of which, Mingshu was a little angry, that hateful Mr. Eight really deserves to die. Li Xiang nodded, the Mr. Eight five thousand years ago created countless tragedies in life for his own selfish interests. This incident made Li Xiang feel a little depressed, and he didn't want to continue the topic, so he talked about Ke Xue Teng.

Li wanted to say that Ko Kuo Teng should not live underground, and his body type was not suitable for cave dwelling. Mingshu said that Ke Xue Teng was the most suitable for cave dwelling, and his arms were completely made for making holes. It turned out that the arms that Li wanted to see were only his forearms, and he also had middle arms and upper arms, which were six times the length of his body if his hands were spread out. When making a hole, his forearm can move back and forth freely, and the bony protrusion on the forearm can easily scrape the soil, and then use the bristle next to the bony protrusion to brush the scraped soil behind him. After hearing this, Li Xiang couldn't help but sigh at the miracle of the Creator.

Mingshu said: "It's a pity that this is the last Ko Yu Teng, and his companions are all dead." ”

Li Xiang asked, "Didn't they breed offspring?"

"The twelve Ke Kuo Teng who first came to Jiuqiu were all males. “

"It's such a coincidence, so many Ko Teng don't even have a female?"

"Because when their females exploded, they all died. Li Xiang wanted to ask something, Mingshu said, "Ke Yu Teng said that their females are very vulnerable, he said this, he is very sad, I don't want to ask more." After speaking, Mingshu sent a packet of information to Li Xiang's sea of consciousness, which was the language of Ke Teng Teng, and the language of Ke Teng was not complicated, and the amount of information was not large. Li Xiang looked at Mingshu in some surprise, and Mingshu said: "If you can still see Ke Xuanteng in the future, you can talk to him, after all, he is a psychic, maybe he can inspire you." Patronized that night and forgot about it. ”

The conversation between the two could not continue, and the story of Meng Fan Hekou seemed to be sad. After saying goodnight to Mingshu, Li Xiang returned to his tent and began to meditate.

The grief seemed destined to continue, and on the afternoon of the second day, when Mingshu and Li Xiang were still five miles away from Mengfan Village, Mingshu said: "It seems that something has happened in Mengfan Village, and I seem to feel the breath of sadness." The further she went, the more uneasy Mingshu became.

More than a mile away from the entrance of the village, the two faintly heard the crying from the village, the cry of a group of people. Mingshu said that something really happened, and the two of them quickened their pace and rushed to the village. When I entered the village, there was a cry, there was a small courtyard not far from the entrance of the village, and there were more than a dozen villagers outside the small courtyard, the men were squatting and sobbing, and the women were covering their mouths and crying. The voices of several women in the courtyard were particularly loud, crying and singing, "Dad, why are you leaving, Bao Gu has not grown up and you have to take care of it, why can you bear to leave Xiao Bao Gu alone, Bao Gu has not married, you have not yet enjoyed the blessings of your grandson...... Ming Shu's body trembled, and said "It's Grandpa Mei."

Li Xiang and Mingshu couldn't enter the courtyard, the courtyard of the small courtyard was very small, and it was already crowded with people, everyone was crying, and no one paid attention to them.

Li Xiang's eyes were a little astringent, the atmosphere was too depressing, and his chest was a little blocked. He turned his head to look at Mingshu, but saw that Mingshu was already in tears, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound, panting heavily, tears kept rolling down from her eyes, only the death of a loved one can have such a strong pain. Li wanted to turn to Mingshu's back and gently patted her on the back, and after a long time, the turbid breath that blocked her throat and eyes spit out, Mingshu cried out, she sat on the ground softly, crying heartbreakingly.

The villagers who were close to the courtyard gate turned their heads, and one of the men said, "It's Miss Mingshu, you go and help Miss Mingshu up." He turned his head and squeezed towards the crowd, shouting, "Village Chief, Miss Mingshu is here." The villagers stopped crying and looked at the courtyard gate in unison. A few women ran out of the crowd, picked up Mingshu, and carried her to the grass hut in the courtyard. The crowd moved out of the way and looked at Mingshu, who was paralyzed on the village woman and crying, and those who were sobbing quietly could no longer suppress it and cried loudly. Li Xiang followed silently, and couldn't help shedding two lines of tears.

The crying in the courtyard overpowered the voices of several weeping widows in the hall, they stopped crying and singing, looked out, turned their heads and said, "Bao Gu, your sister Mingshu is here." Next to the coffin, a boy dressed in linen and filial piety raised his head and looked out of the door stupidly. Outside the hall, Mingshu broke free from the support of the village women, bypassed a few crying widows, ran to Bao Gu, squatted down and hugged Bao Gu, Bao Gu's tears fell, he muttered, "Sister, grandpa is gone, leaving Bao Gu alone." Mingshu cried and said, Baogu still has a sister, and you Mingtai brother.

The old man's house was different from the bamboo hut Li Xiang had seen, it was not a living house, the floor was made of compacted mud, the walls were made of bricks, and the roof was covered with thick thatch. The only living facility in the hall is a vine that climbs along the wall, and at the top of the vine is a lamp.

Because a fire could not be lit, there was no brazier in front of the coffin, and paper money was scattered around the coffin.

Li Xiang looked at the old man in the coffin, the old man was wearing a blue shroud, and his face shrunk to the size of a palm was full of traces carved by the vicissitudes of time. There are a few bouquets of flowers on the side of the old man, this is a flower planted by a soul, and the level of the person who planted the soul should not be high, so the flower is a bit like a plastic flower.

At this moment, Li Xiang is in the sea of consciousness of the old man, a living person, Li Xiang can't communicate with the sea of consciousness, the person is gone, but it is unimpeded, Li Xiang thought to himself, maybe I should really be a witch.

The old man's sea of consciousness was empty, and there was a thick stone wall at the end of the sea of consciousness, which made Li Xiang a little surprised. He withdrew from the old man's sea of consciousness and carefully perceived the surroundings with ultra-low frequency waves, and in a corner of the inner house, a soul was curled up there, its body was a little unstable, as if it was about to be torn apart by an invisible force. Li wanted to walk inside, a crying widow wanted to call him, but was stopped by the woman next to him, and the woman looked in the direction of Mingshu, indicating that it was the person brought by Mingshu.

Li Xiang walked to the corner and squatted down, "Is it Grandpa Mei?"

The soul raised his head, revealing Daddy Mei's old face, and he asked, "Young man, can you see me?"

Li Xiang said, "I've heard your story. Then he asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Daddy Mei said: "The yang energy is too heavy, tearing at my soul at any time. ”

Li Xiang remembered that Meng Fan said that when the villagers came to pay their respects, he would leave the cemetery to see from a distance. He asked, "Is it because of the people outside?" and Daddy nodded. Li Xiang smiled bitterly, the living used their grief to express their remembrance of the deceased, but they didn't know how much damage it had done to the souls of the deceased. He leaned out the simulated ultra-low frequency wave, "Grandpa, I'll help you stabilize your soul body first." ”

Father Mei asked, "Are you here with Mingshu?" I seem to have heard Mingshu's girl's voice. ”

Li Xiang nodded, and Daddy's soul relaxed, allowing Li Xiang's consciousness wave to connect.

This is the second time Li Xiang has used ultra-low frequency waves to consolidate his soul body, and the last time was to consolidate that obsession for Meng Fan. Meng Fan had been dead for too long, his soul was completely broken, and Li Xiang had no ability to repair it for the time being. Daddy Mei's soul is complete, and there is a faint mist outside the soul, which is also an obsession, the obsession of protecting his grandson Mei Baogu. Li Xiang worked hard to adapt his consciousness to the fluctuations of Daddy Mei's soul, and when the fluctuations of the two were completely synchronized, Li Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. Then he slightly increased the frequency of his consciousness fluctuations, and Daddy Mei's soul fluctuations were also increasing simultaneously, and he was very careful, because if he was not careful, he might damage Daddy's soul body. It took a full ten minutes to double the frequency of Daddy's consciousness fluctuations, and Daddy's soul's resistance to the impact of Yang Qi increased a lot. Li wanted to say that grandpa should rest for a while, but Daddy Mei's thin soul body curled up in a ball and fell into a deep sleep.