Chapter 27 is coming

In the deep night, a few white clouds drifted from time to time, and the bright moon was dimly like a shy woman always hiding behind the clouds, sprinkling a veil-like moonlight. The evening breeze blows through the ruins, bringing a chill through the heart, and the rustle of the swaying grass sets off the sadness of the ruins.

Lin Song, who was sitting in the dilapidated courtyard and venting all day, sat silently at the stone table at this time, looking at the old trees in the courtyard, shaking the branches. Xiao Fan walked to Lin Song's side with red eyes, and the two stayed silent for a while before Lin Song spoke: "Let's go!"

The two walked out of the dilapidated courtyard, walked on the desolate land, and passed by familiar houses, although they were now dilapidated, but they could still turn over their memories of what they once looked like.

Along the way, passing by the place where he played when he was a child, and walking through the corner where he used to leave a smile, Lin Song took Xiaofan to the back of the village, which is the last place where the bones of the people who once lived in Caomiao Village are buried.

The bulging earthen bags, one after another, silently gaze at the former home on the land behind the village, as if telling the prosperity that once existed in this village. These dirt bags were all the disciples who brought Lin Song and a few people back to Qingyunmen, and they couldn't bear to be killed by the villagers and the corpse wilderness, and later in order to determine the number of people, they were identified by the disciples who bought and sold sundries in Caomiao Village, but only a few families left their names, and the Zhang family often collected old medicine in the mountains and exchanged some qi-replenishing pills with Qingyunmen because of Lin Song, so they also left a tombstone for identification.

It is said that the tombstone is just a tattered wooden board with the words Zhang family written on it, and there are two bulging earth bags behind it, and this is the grave where Lin Song and Xiaofan's father and mother are buried.

The weeds were overgrown, covering up the original color of the soil, and under the silvery moonlight, the shadows of Lin Song and the others were stretched long. After finding Daddy and Auntie's grave, Lin Song and Xiaofan knelt on the ground and bowed in front of Daddy's grave.

"Daddy, Auntie, Song'er has brought Xiaofan to see you. I'm sorry to come to your grave so late to pay respects, and your grave is overgrown with weeds. You don't have to worry about me and Xiaofan, the two of us have entered the Qingyunmen Sect to practice, and we have learned immortal arts, so we can protect ourselves. I promise you that I will do my best to take care of Xiaofan. After speaking, Lin Song kowtowed again.

"Daddy, Xiaofan misses you so much, I still remember when I was a child, when I came home after playing with my friends in the village every day, my mother and brother were already sitting at the dinner table waiting for the whole family to arrive... I still remember that year's eleventh birthday, Daddy hit a roe deer in the mountains and came back to celebrate my birthday, Auntie grilled the camphor meat and sandwiched it into my bowl, at that time Daddy's smile was still clearly remembered... Later, my brother, who had been in a coma on the second day of his birthday, also woke up, and our family could finally be reunited, my mother's always sad brow was finally stretched, and she made breakfast for us with a kind smile every morning, and Daddy's often sighing voice was gone, and he always liked to give us a hug before going out every day, and then waved away... I thought we would live happily ever after... Whining... Whining... Father... Mother, you don't have to worry about me, with my brother by my side, I'm doing well..."Xiao Fan wiped the tears welling up while telling the past and his thoughts about Daddy and Auntie.

Lin Song stood up, walked to the grave and pulled out the growing weeds one by one with his hands, and Xiao Fan also joined in after stabilizing his emotions, and took care of Daddy and Auntie's grave together.

After a while, the two of them cleaned up the weeds growing on the grave bag, Lin Song found a stone, polished it into the shape of a tombstone with mana, and pointed to the sword intertwined with the Tao and the reason, carved the inscription for his parents, and with the passage of time, with the protection of the Tao and the reason carved by Lin Song, the inscription will not fade or weather, avoiding the embarrassment of not finding the grave bag in the future.

Just when Lin Song put down the tombstone of Daddy and Auntie, suddenly the wind was blowing on the graveyard, and the dim ghost qi seemed to blow from the Nine Shadows, and the ghosts cried wolf and howled at the same time.

"Brother!" Xiao Fan completely ignored the ghost cries coming from around him, and instead looked at the ruins of Caomiao Village not far away with a serious face.

"It seems that someone is finally tempted to do it. Xiao Fan, don't be careless, don't be merciful once you do it!Do you know!" A cold light crossed Lin Song's eyes, and he said in his heart: Cang Song, you really still came, I wanted to keep you as the internal response of the Demon Sect, plot against Dao Xuan, and create an opportunity to enter the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, but unfortunately you have to come to find death, no wonder others!

In the pitch-black yin wind, a strange red light lit up, and countless miserable white resentful spirits and ghosts showed their shapes from it, quickly gathering together, forming a skull with a green glow, a strange red light appeared in the eye sockets, and a hideous strange laugh was released, and he opened his mouth while whistling, and spit out a large cloud of ghostly miserable green yin fire towards Lin Song and the two.

Lin Song saw that the Yin Fire was menacing, and he didn't dare to be careless, the seal in his hand changed, and a half-white and half-green Taiji diagram emerged, and with a push of both hands, the Qingling Taiji Seal was hit towards the Yin Fire.

"Boom"

The blue and white two-color Taiji Diagram rotated with a two-color glow, scattering the incoming miserable green yin fire into sparks, and then castrated towards the resentful ghost head. Xiao Fan beside him not only watched Lin Song make a move, summoned the magic weapon [Bamboo Leaf Rune] suspended in front of him, the aura around his body shone, and waved his right hand to shoot out a spirit decision into the Bamboo Leaf Rune, and suddenly, the aura was bright, the glow gushed out, and a huge pure yang thunder qi emanated from it, shrouding the entire cemetery battlefield. The yin wind whistling around, the ghost qi was like ice and snow melted away by this pure yang breath. Immediately afterwards, I saw that the mysterious lines on the cover of the rune book lit up, intertwined into a complex and mysterious pattern, and then the rune opened the dusty pages, and thirty-six golden divine inscriptions rose from it, and seventy-two multicolored runes followed closely behind, intertwined into a divine chain around the rune.

Xiao Fan's hand changed his spirit, and he pointed to the rune book, and one of the golden runes rose from the rune book and turned into a Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and hit the resentful ghost head.

Hidden in the yin wind, the black robe wrapped tightly in the pine of the whole body, seeing that Xiao Fan actually took out such a brilliant magic weapon, greed appeared in his eyes, and murder rose in his heart, muttering to himself: "I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain." ”