Returning to Huaixue Valley, we didn't see Zhang Yi's uncle, we went directly to Uncle Yi Zhen's house, the door was not locked, and Uncle Yi Zhen was still striking iron in the back room.

"Are you back?" Before we could speak, Uncle Yi Zhen asked us without raising his head.

"Hmm. Zhang Yi replied in a low voice.

"Did you bring things back?" Uncle Yi Zhen was still striking iron.

"Brought. "I took out the 10,000-year-old ice from my bosom and wanted to hand it over.

"Don't move!" Zhang Yi interrupted me with an angry roar, and then turned to Uncle Yi Zhen, "Uncle Yi Zhen, you tell us, why are there so many martyrs' souls in the Snow Mountain, what happened when Huaixue Valley was built?"

Uncle Yi Zhen heard Zhang Yi's roar, stopped what he was doing, put down the sledgehammer and wiped his sweat, raised his head and said slowly: "It's been so long, do you want to bring it up again?"

"I need to hear a reasonable explanation, if it was simply sacrificed for the construction of Huaixue Valley, then how could the martyrs become unjust souls?

"Well, since you've all seen it, I'll tell you. Uncle Yi Zhen walked past us and walked towards the outhouse, "Come and sit and talk." ”

We followed and sat opposite Uncle Yi Zhen.

"I am a descendant of God, born with a special ability to make exquisite iron tools, no one in the world can match me, before deciding to build Huaixue Valley, those people asked me to help build a batch of iron clothes and tools that can climb the snow mountain and protect them. Uncle Yi Zhen lowered his head and took a sip of water, "After I made it, they climbed the snow mountain and began to build Huaixue Valley, and soon, Huaixue Valley was built, and we all moved to Huaixue Valley to live and manage the world." But when the builders returned, some people in the village said that their relatives were trapped in the snowy mountains, and they wanted to see people alive and corpses when they died. So the builders were ready to set off again to find the people trapped in the snowy mountains. ”

"Then what does this have to do with you?" I couldn't help but interrupt Uncle Yi Zhen, wanting to hear the point.

"Before they set out to find someone, they asked me to help build a new batch of ironclad tools, because they had already worn out badly during the construction of Huaixue Valley. ”

"You didn't help them?" I asked.

"I was lazy, I didn't care, and told them that these things were still usable, and there was no need to make new ones. Uncle Yi Zhen said, tears in his eyes, "Who knew that they went, and they didn't come back." After that, Uncle Yi Zhen covered his face and cried bitterly.

We didn't know what to say for a while, and looked at Uncle Yi Zhen quietly.

When Uncle Yi Zhen's mood stabilized, he raised his head again, "The people in the village don't know that I hurt them, but think that they died in natural disasters, the people in the village know that their relatives are killed, and their emotions are out of control, some people climb the snowy mountains to find the remains of their relatives regardless of the danger, and they all say that they saw their relatives, but they don't go home with them, but let them tell me and ask me to save them." Uncle Yi Zhen paused, "People were very surprised, and they came back to tell me that I knew I couldn't escape, and I went one day." ”

"Did you see them?" I asked.

"When they saw me, they didn't kill me, but told me that if I could give them new iron clothes and tools, they would be able to live and go home. So I promised them to make them a new set of iron tools, and when I got home, I hurried to make a new batch of iron tools, and sent them to them at night while everyone in the village was sleeping. ”

"And what about them when they get new iron tools, why do they become unjust spirits?"

"After I sent them, they asked me to send a new batch of iron tools every ten years, so that they would always live. I've been sending them for decades, but their demands are getting more and more, and it's getting harder and harder to fulfill. ”

"What do they ask for?"

"For every iron vessel they were to make, they would make a sacrifice with the blood of a living man in the village, and they would pour the blood into the molten iron to cast it. ”

"You didn't promise them, did you?"

"I agreed, because if I didn't promise them, they wouldn't let me go, and since then, I haven't been there, and the snow-capped mountains have become more and more treacherous, and now few people dare to climb to the top, because mortals will surely die if they go. ”

"Let me ask you," Zhang Yi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, "Among those people, who is the old man on crutches?"

I also suddenly remembered the old man who commanded the martyrs and the giant lion.

"That's your uncle's biological brother. Old Man Yi Zhen's voice began to tremble again, "At the beginning, I provoked a few gods and was hunted down, but it was your uncle who took me in and protected me." I didn't tell anyone about these things, and I feel sorry for them, because I killed their relatives!"

"Were there any people trapped in the snow mountain at that time?" Zhang Yi asked.

"I don't know, but when I went, I saw only those who had returned to the village, and I didn't see any strange faces. ”

"Who is the person who said his loved one was trapped?"

"It was a pork seller, he had been missing for many years, and I didn't know him very well, and it is said that after he disappeared, the pork he had sold before began to emit black gas, and people were scared, so they threw it all away. ”

"Could it be that the ghost world did it?" Zhang Yi said softly, "Is that person's pig-killing knife still there?"

"Who would know about this thing?" I was a little puzzled by Zhang Yi's question.

"I was gone, because no one in the village had ever seen this kind of scene, and thought that they had provoked something unclean, and the people believed that the pig-killing knife was stained with too much blood, and that the unclean thing would be afraid when it saw it, and it could ward off evil spirits, so a few brave people went to the pig-killing house to look for the pig-killing knife, but they searched the whole house and did not find the pig-killing knife. ”

"Could it be...... The noodle shop owner?" Zhang Yi said back to me.

"You mean...... Revenant?" I remembered the Mask Boss from before, and I only learned that his name was Revenant when the Celestial Venerable Sect fought against him.

Zhang Yi didn't answer me, turned to Uncle Yi Zhen and said, "This matter may be a conspiracy in the ghost world, don't blame yourself too much, Uncle is not the kind of person you think, everyone will forgive you." ”

And Uncle Yi Zhen still lowered his head and covered his face and cried bitterly.

"I'll tell my uncle about this matter, since it's been so long, there's no need to find out whose fault it is, and if it's a conspiracy in the ghost world, it's the most terrifying. The most important thing now is to make the weapon, the 10,000-year ice has been brought back, let's move quickly. Zhang Yi took the 10,000-year-old ice from my hand and put it on the table in front of Uncle Yi Zhen. The 10,000-year-old ice had become incomparably hard, glowing a pale blue light on the table.

Uncle Yi Zhen raised his head and looked at Zhang Yi, then looked at us, picked up the ten thousand years of cold ice on the table and walked into the back room, "Give me your weapons too, just give me one night's time." ”

Zhang Yi didn't speak, and handed the sword to Uncle Yi Zhen.

Wen Lin was a little skeptical, but saw Zhang Yi hand over the sword and put the dragon whip aside.

"Why can this Uncle Yi Zhen be able to hold Zhang Yi and Wen Lin's weapons?" I asked the mask secretly in my heart.

"He is also a descendant of God, and there are countless artifacts in the world that have passed through his hands, and they come from his hands, how can he not hold them?"

"Go back to Zhang Yi's uncle tonight, and come back to me early tomorrow morning. ”