At this time, the fat ball suddenly said: "Fengchu, there is one thing I really don't understand. Since this Jingteng is so important to the Ghost King, why doesn't he take action personally and insists on sending some garbage to kill people first?
"Skinny Monkey rolled his eyes: "If you were the richest man in the world and opened a canteen in the village of your hometown, would you also hold a meeting in person to deal with him?" Fat Ball scratched his head and said with an honest smile: "You
That's true, but don't be like those in human story books, where instead of killing the protagonist at the beginning, he sends his subordinates one after another to give away people and experience, and finally the protagonist kills him..."
"Bah, bah, bah!" Shouhou slapped him.
"I want you to stop reading those trash talk books of humans. They talk about one thing after another. Why, you want to take the imperial examination."
"Jinshi doesn't taste good, it's too sour." Fatty Ball shook his head like a rattle. Skinny Monkey was obviously not in the mood to discuss with him whether Jinshi tasted good or not, so he lowered his voice and said, "We'd better discuss what to do later.
The time was like this..."... Let's also say that Zu An and his party finally found out the whereabouts of Xiao Ying's parents. It turned out that they had been looking for Xiao Ying all these years, but in the end they spent all their money and failed to find her.
Xiaoying's father died of illness due to overwork. Only Xiaoying's mother is left in the family. In order to find Xiaoying, the couple sold their ancestral home and everything they could sell. It is said that they are now guarding the last one.
He lived on an acre of thin farmland and built a simple house nearby. The place was so remote that not even ghosts would go there.
When everyone came to the mountain and finally found the dilapidated hut, they saw from a distance an old woman wearing bright red clothes sitting at the door of the house, looking at the horizon in a daze, the wrinkles on her face seemed to tell the story of her life experience.
All kinds of hardships and winds and frosts.
"Li Gui?" Zu An and Qiu Honglei were shocked. From what they saw along the way, Hong Yi and Li Gui were often associated with each other, and now they had instinctive reactions.
At this moment, Xiaoying suddenly burst into tears and rushed over: "Mom!" The old woman seemed to be deaf and didn't hear it at first. She didn't react until Xiaoying threw herself in front of her.
He turned his head numbly and stared at her, a trace of doubt flashing in his cloudy eyes.
"Mom, don't you recognize me anymore?" Seeing her look, Xiao Ying felt sad. She has been dead for so many years, and even her mother has aged a lot.
"Yingzi, is this my Yingzi?" The old woman's cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light.
"It's me, mother! My daughter is unfilial and came back late." Sakura began to cry.
"It will be good to come back, it will be good to come back." The old woman burst into tears.
"Where have you been! If only it had been two years earlier, your father would have seen it." Sakura became even more sad when she heard this, and the mother and daughter soon hugged each other and cried together.
"Who are these?" The mother and daughter recounted the pain of separation, and the old woman suddenly noticed a few other people.
"They are the friends who sent me back. It is because of them that I was saved." Sakura wiped her tears. Seeing her mother's joy, she did not even dare to tell her that she was dead.
Worried that her mother would suddenly realize that her appearance had not changed, she hurriedly changed the subject: "Mom, the clothes you are wearing are quite beautiful."
"Is it beautiful?" the old woman was a little pleased,
"This is the shroud your father bought for me with the remaining money in the family in the early years. I can feel that I am about to die, and I am worried that I will not have the strength to wear it. There are no neighbors around here, and even if there is, who will give it to me?"
An old woman came to take care of me and put on my shroud. I will definitely be dirty and smelly by then, so I put it on in advance so as not to trouble others..."
"Mom..." Xiao Ying couldn't hold back anymore, hugging her tightly and crying loudly. Only then did everyone understand that the scene they saw before was not that an old woman loved to be beautiful, but that she was sitting there quietly wearing a shroud.
Waiting quietly for death to come.
Jing Teng and Qiu Hong burst into tears immediately, and Weisuo couldn't help wiping his eyes. Zu An couldn't help but think of his parents in his previous life, and how sad they must be now.
Hearing the crying around him, he felt particularly depressed, so he walked straight outside. Jingteng and Qiu Honglei were comforting Sakura and her daughter, but they didn't notice him.
Zu An came to a mountain col, looked at the clouds rolling in the distance, and his mood calmed down a little. At this moment, two black figures suddenly jumped next to him.
One of them, a fat one, said: "This kid is really damn handsome. If I had this face, wouldn't I be killed indiscriminately in the Yin and Yang Realm?"
"I'll kill you for your size. Our Yin and Yang world values strength. The stronger the person, the more handsome he is. Appearance is only a secondary thing." Another thin figure couldn't help but curse.
"It makes sense, but can't he be handsome and strong?" The fat Wolong couldn't help but say.
"How can there be such a existence in the world? Heaven will not allow it." The thin Feng Chu said dissatisfied.
The two of them glanced at Zu An subconsciously and shook their heads. This boy was handsome enough, but he didn't have any energy fluctuations in his body. He was just a pretty boy with no power.
"Why do women like this? Are all of them blind?" Zu An originally thought that two enemies were coming, but who knew they were two living treasures: "What's wrong with you?" Crouching Dragon and Phoenix looked at each other: "No.
We are in trouble, but you are in trouble."
"I don't seem to know you two, let alone have any grudges." Zu An observed the two of them leisurely. They had a ghostly aura about them, and they didn't seem to be very human.
I heard Kagefuji say before that ghosts that can move freely outdoors in broad daylight are often very powerful.
"It's just that you appeared next to that woman." Wolong, who was as fat as a ball, was frightened. At this time, the skinny Fengxiao said hurriedly: "Stop talking nonsense, Jingteng is not far away from here. If he finds out, he will hurry up."
It's going to be troublesome if he comes here, let's arrest him first and leave, find a safe place and then interrogate him slowly."
"Okay!" Wolong nodded hastily, and directly stretched out his hand to put on Zu An's shoulder. Zu An originally wanted to take action, but after hearing the conversation between the two, he decided to check the situation first.
When Wolong's hand was clasped on his shoulder, he suddenly felt a cold air flowing down his shoulder and directly invading his body. He secretly ran the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing to dispel the cold air in an instant. Of course, he pretended to be suppressed on the surface.
Live like.
"Sure enough, he is a pretty boy with no strength." Wolong easily grabbed Zu An, his tone full of disdain.
Feng Chu also breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's leave here first." After that, the two of them took Zu An and left quickly, arriving at the cave that had been prepared early in the morning.
"It's safe now," Wolong breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Chu glanced around: "I'm going to set up a trap now, and then I'll find a way to lure Jing Teng over. You watch him carefully and interrogate him. Be careful."
"Don't worry, how can this pretty boy turn the world upside down?" Wolong didn't care. Feng Chu thought about it, it was more important to deal with Jing Teng, and quickly stepped out to prepare.
Wolong then looked at Zu An: "Hey, pretty boy, you will answer whatever we ask you next. If you cooperate obediently, I can save you some physical pain." Zu An asked in a pretense of panic:
"You...who are you?"
"Hehe, we are not humans, but two ghost generals under the Ghost King. My name is Wolong, and my companion's name is Feng..." He was stunned mid-sentence, and glared at Zu An angrily,
"Should I ask you or you ask me?"
"Ghost general?" Zu An secretly thought. He seemed to have heard before that the Ghost King has eight ghost generals, each of whom is a top master who dominates his side. However, the style of this guy in front of him doesn't look right.
"What do you want to ask?"
"That's not bad." Seeing his cooperation, Wolong became more and more contemptuous, thinking that this pretty boy is really unreliable. I haven't even tortured him yet, but he did it himself. As he said that, he took out a candle and lit it.
"Don't try to lie to me. This thing can tell whether you are telling the truth or a lie. If it is a lie, the flame will shake." As he spoke, the candle was already lit, and the flame inside seemed to be fixed and motionless.
move.
Zu An was greatly surprised: "Is there such a thing? Why doesn't the Ghost King use this to judge the loyalty of your men?"
"Who dares to be disloyal to the Ghost King? This thing is naturally of no use to the Ghost King." After Wolong answered subconsciously, he always felt that something was wrong. Why was the other party asking him questions again?
He coughed lightly and asked hurriedly: "Why did the ones sent by the Ghost King to capture you all fail?"
"Because they are too weak." Zu An replied. Wolong subconsciously looked at the candle flame, but it didn't move at all. That was the truth.
"How on earth did you defeat them? Logically speaking, you cannot do this with your strength." Zu An replied: "Your intelligence is wrong, we are very strong." Wolong thought that it was indeed the case:
"Has Jing Teng's strength already returned to subversion?" Zu An was a little surprised, wondering whether Jing Teng's peak strength was very strong, but he still replied: "She hides too many secrets, I don't know." Wolong looked at it.
A glance at a candle tells the truth.
He was shocked, thinking that the problem really lies with Jing Teng!
"How strong are you ghost kings, and how many of you ghost generals are equivalent in combat power?" Zu An asked curiously.
"The Ghost King is an invincible existence, and our eight great ghost generals together are no match for him..." Wolong reacted halfway through the answer,
"You brat, it's obviously me who's asking you." Zu An ignored him and continued to ask: "I saw your companion went out just now, are you trying to lure Jing Teng over?"
"Not bad," Wolong said with some pride when talking about this.
"Although you are a weakling, you are handsome. That woman Jing Teng seemed to be paying close attention to your greetings and greetings along the way. As long as you are used as a hostage, she will definitely take the bait. We have set up seven or forty people around here.
Nine traps, no matter how strong she is, she will only be able to catch them when they come."