"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The charred house crackled behind him, and some of the ripe smell tingled his nose, making Meng Di's stomach flip.

Suddenly there was a sobbing cry of a child in his arms, and Meng Yi stretched out his black and miserable hand to gently caress the cheeks of the two children.

"Good ...... Shrewd...... Don't cry......"

Her choked hoarse voice seemed to be clogged in her throat, and it took a lot of effort to spit out a few words.

She wanted to cry, but looking at the two children in front of her with bright eyes, she couldn't help but try to smile, but the unbearable face and the way she laughed still scared the child into crying.

As soon as she saw the child crying, Meng Di's fragile eyes couldn't stop shedding tears, and she remembered the past, Yangui Village in the past, the mountains in the past, the water in the past, and the departed father and mother, and Mo Zhike.

It's just that now, Mo Zhike has become charcoal, pulled behind by her, and she is half dead, she really can't understand why her life is like this, why God wants to be unfair to her like this.

"Girl, take a sip, forget your worries and worries, and smile often......"

A familiar voice came from behind him, Meng Yi didn't look back, just quietly walked forward, like a walking corpse, his eyes were dull, his face was expressionless, he was limping step by step, and he was stumbling.

"Girl, don't you look back?"

"Huh...... Ahem...... You ruined my family, just to make me drink it...... Your bowl is not a thing...... Does that make sense?"

Meng Yi was emotional, and sharply refuted that she had long lost patience with this old woman, and repeatedly harmed herself, but she was a ghost, Meng Yi was a human, and there was no way to deal with her.

"Girl, this is not right, you know, you are only one of the people I am looking for in the seventh yin of the seventh month, you people are already ill-fated and unlucky, if I can manipulate the life of mortals, then are not the masters of the world?

The old woman passed by in a blink of an eye, and when a gust of wind blew, it stopped on Meng Di's path.

Meng Yi looked at the old and decrepit appearance, and pulled the corners of her mouth disapprovingly, she had nothing, her family was ruined, and even she was burned beyond recognition, and she was not a human being, a ghost or a ghost, and she really couldn't understand what else could be calculated by this old woman.

"Enough is enough? Enough is enough...... Just get out!"

"Ahem!"

If you want to give a good face, it is impossible, Meng Yi scolded twice excitedly, her throat was already injured by the fire, and she roared angrily at this moment, which inevitably shattered her vocal cords, and coughed violently twice, she only felt that her throat was salty, and she immediately squatted on the ground, and even her nostrils and mouth couldn't stop bleeding.

"What a poor baby ......"

The old woman sighed a little sadly, but these words fell into the ears of the emotionally unstable Meng Di, which was nothing more than schadenfreude.

Thinking that she was ridiculed by an old woman, and that she was not as good as a pig and a dog at this time, Meng Yi couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, looked at the corpse she was holding and the two children in her arms, and strengthened her hope of living.

"I know who that man is! I knew at least a year ago, but now he seems to have hidden his origin, no matter what, I can't figure it out, but at least I can still distinguish the breath on his body!"

The old woman looked at Meng Yi intentionally or unintentionally, holding a cane in one hand and a stone rock bowl in the other, looking up at the sky of Yangui Village in the distance, and lamenting from time to time.

"You...... Say...... What!" Meng Yi didn't care about the bleeding throat, the old woman's words ignited the last spark of her life, it was the fireworks of revenge, burning in her heart.

"Tell me, you know, right?"

It's like grasping at the last straw, and I can't help but climb frantically to the other end of the grass, holding on to it, because it is the hope of life.

"The old body does know, but that was a year ago, and I can't tell where he came from that day, but I just know where the things he used came from!"

The old woman said slowly, her face was quite helpless and annoyed, but it fell into Meng Di's eyes at this time, but it changed her taste.

"Can you help me? Can you help me get revenge? Please...... Please! woo woo ............."

Meng Yi grabbed the corner of the old woman's long clothes, which was not like the legendary ghosts, it was nothing, but the texture of the clothes was no different from her temperature.

"I ...... I can't help you, only you can help yourself......"

The old woman shook her head, she put the bowl of soup flat in the air, a magical scene happened, the stone rock bowl was suspended in the air without moving, and she tore off Meng Di's hand when she made a gap, and then looked at Meng Yi quietly.

"I'm kowtowing to you! You can help me, you are Guanyin who saves suffering!

Knock knock!

Meng Yi endured the pain in his body, and slammed into the ground vigorously, his face, which was already bloody and blurry, was now covered with blood because of his broken forehead, and the cross-flowing blood covered his face, which looked even more hideous, but more like a ghost than the old woman in front of him.

"Alas......" The old woman beat her chest, sighed helplessly, looked at Meng Di, and a gleam flashed in her eyes, but she was blocked by her wrinkled face.

"It's not that I can't, it's just that there is too little I can do, and I can't help you kill that person, you have to do everything yourself!"

Meng Yi naturally understands that there is no free lunch in the world, if you are not a relative or a family, why should others help you avenge your blood and hatred?

"So what do I need to do? How can you help me? Or how are you going to help me?"

At this time, Meng Di's head was unexpectedly sober, although she could be sure that the old woman in front of her had nothing to do with the person who slaughtered Yangui Village, but she believed that this old woman was just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to beg her and negotiate terms with herself.

The world is as black as a crow, and if the crow flies by and disdains you, it must be because you don't have enough chips.

Meng Yi had nothing, and she had nothing else to ask for but to die, she couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to understand what she had to spend her life to calculate for this old woman.

"I can pass on your exercises and tell you where he came from a year ago, and the rest can only depend on how you go!"

"That's it?"

"That's all!"

"So what do I need to do?"

"Huh...... You don't need to do anything, just drink this bowl of soup, and as for the price, forget your worries and smiles......"

Before the old woman could finish speaking, Meng Yi straightened up, snatched the stone rock bowl in the air, and poured it directly into his throat regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.

"Gollum...... Grunt...... Forehead ......"

With a bang, Meng Di flipped his hand and hung down, and the stone rock bowl fell to the ground and made a sound, spilling a few drops of soup in his arms, and flowing into the mouths of the two children at an inclined angle.

"㐐㐐......"

The two children sucked lightly a few times, and then the soup flowing from the corners of their mouths was integrated into their mouths, and the two children, who were originally alive and kicking around, and their vitality seemed to be extremely vigorous, immediately became neither crying nor making trouble, their expressions were flat, and even the originally bright eyes lost their brilliance.

On the other hand, Meng Di, an even more incredible scene began to unfold.

The old woman has a cane, and there are words in her mouth, and she keeps talking, only saying, "One drink of the red dust of the forgotten river is broken, and the two temples are bright and bright." The flute falls into the Stygian Sea and there is no return, and the blood is soaked in the secluded and the love is gone............ Soul Destroying Spell!"

As the old woman's crutches shook and shook the ground, countless traces of black gas visible to the naked eye came out of the ground, and together with Meng Yi and the two children in her arms, they were entangled in ghosts.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

A cry woke up Meng Di, who was originally in a stupor, the old woman's eyes flickered, and she didn't expect such a stubble, but when she saw the expressions of these two children, although she didn't know why there were traces of her own soup, it was naturally great to have two more experts!

"Quiet! quiet......"

The old woman's white eyes suddenly opened, emitting a deep and mysterious light, and a black strange aura burst out from the two eyeballs, burrowing into the bodies of the two children, and the eyes of the two children began to become single from black and white, one with two eyes and one with black, one with two eyes and one white!

"You...... What did you do to them?"

There was something wrong with Meng Yi's emotions, but she was already a little sober, and she couldn't be sure of everything outside her eyes.

For though she was awake now, it was pitch black, and she could not see anything, not even the cry was a faint one, and it was getting weaker and weaker until it was gone.

"Don't worry, I'll teach the exercises with them......"

The old woman whispered softly, but it just fell in Meng Yi's ears, and she didn't feel ill-intentioned, but she couldn't move at the moment, and she couldn't move no matter how hard she struggled.

But just when Meng Yi was still wondering, her body was undergoing strange changes, all the burned skin began to fall off and grow again, and even her hair was regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But when Meng Yi returned to his original appearance, the old woman thought about it, pinched the law again, and made a few gestures to Meng Di's face, and a face that belonged to Meng Di but had many differences was born.

"You can open your eyes, the exercises I inherited are also excellent, and revenge should be more than enough, but from now on, you have to do one thing for me!"

Meng Yi opened her indifferent eyes, she was a little strange, why she didn't have the previous vigilance and pleading gratitude for the old woman in front of her, and replaced it with just indifference, even looking at the two children in her arms, except for indifference or indifference.

"What's the matter?"

"Every year on the seventh day of the seventh month, I need a virgin sacrifice, and I give you this crutch, which is the medium that connects you and me!"

"Just one?"

Meng Yi didn't seem to expect that she would say such a thing, but when she said it, she felt natural and not surprised.

"Don't panic!"

Looking at Meng Di, who was no different from her guess, the old woman nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Of course I have to be a virgin born on July 7......"

At this moment, Meng Yi suddenly discovered that a thought-provoking conspiracy was unfolding around him, but what was the use of knowing it now?

"Who's that man?"

"Xuanming Sect member, Liu Feiyu, of course this was a year ago, as for now, I only know that he has the Yellow Spring Banner of the Hades King!"

The old woman chopped the ground with her crutches, and then handed it to Meng Yi.

"Hades?"

"Hehe, that old immortal is one step ahead of me in the mortal world, but it doesn't matter, if you can capture the Huangquan Banner, then it will be great, maybe I can help you find the soul of your lover......"

Meng Yi looked indifferent and didn't answer, just recalling the information given by the old woman, she took the crutch in the old woman's hand with one hand, and asked, "If the Hades you are talking about are from the underworld, then who are you?"

"What do you think you're drinking?"

"Then I want to know, from now on, I will be you in the mortal world......"

Meng Yi turned around indifferently and walked towards the West Pole Snow Mountain with a cane, but she seemed to have forgotten something.

"Girl, your lover!"

The old woman looked at her departing back, then at the lost corpse, let out a creepy laugh, and muttered softly, "I almost forgot, but you are the one who drank the old Meng Po soup...... Quack ......"

The wind blew through Yangui Village, and the fire was gone, but in addition to the mess here, only the black crows flying and stopping in the distance were still chirping.

The terrible crow seems to tell the world about a calamity that has been experienced here.

Flutter!

The wings fluttered, and one group after another, fell to the ground, pecking at the flesh that remained on the charred bodies............

(End of Xuanming Sect)