At this time, the fat ball suddenly said: "Feng Chu, 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?" The thin 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 a simple smile: "You are so That's true, but don't be like those in human storybooks. Instead of killing the protagonist at the beginning, you will send your subordinates one after another to give away people and experience, and finally be killed by the protagonist..."
"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." Fat Ball's head shook like a rattle. Shouhou was obviously not in the mood to discuss with him whether Jinshi was delicious or not, so he lowered his voice and said, "We'd better discuss how to act later. Then it will be like this..."... and Zu An and his party finally found out about Sakura. As for the whereabouts of her parents, it turned out that they had been looking for Sakura all these years, but they had spent all their money on finding her.
Sakura's father died of illness due to overwork. Xiaoying's mother is the only one left in the family. In order to find Xiaoying, the couple sold their ancestral home and everything else they could sell. It is said that they are now living on the last acre of Susukada and built a simple house nearby. , that place is so remote that even ghosts wouldn’t 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, staring 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 had seen along the way, Hong Yi and Li Gui were often associated, 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.
Numbly, he turned his head 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?" A bright light suddenly bloomed in the old woman's cloudy eyes.
"It's me, mother! My daughter is unfilial and came back late." Sakura began to cry.
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back." The old woman burst into tears.
"Where have you been! If 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 didn't 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 and asked.
"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..." Sakura couldn't bear it any longer, hugging her tightly and crying. 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 wearing a shroud, quietly waiting for death to come.
Jing Teng and Qiu Honglei burst into tears immediately, and Weisuo couldn't stop wiping his eyes. Zu An couldn't help but think of his parents in his previous life. He didn't know 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 and looked at the rolling clouds in the distance, and then 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?"
"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 only your fault that you appeared next to that woman." Wolong, who was as fat as a ball, was frightened. At this time, the skinny Feng Chu said hurriedly: "Stop talking nonsense, Jing Teng is not far from here. If he finds out and rushes over, it will be troublesome. 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 see the situation first.
When Wolong's hand was clasped on his shoulder, he suddenly felt a cold air flowing down his shoulders and invading his body. He secretly circulated the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing to eliminate 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, this pretty boy can still change the world." 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 sway." The candle was already lit as he spoke, 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. It was true.
"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: "There are too many secrets hidden in her, I don't know." Wolong looked at it One glance at the candle and the truth.
He was shocked, thinking that the problem really lies with Jingteng!
"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 ghost generals combined 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 laid out seven, seven or forty people around here. Nine traps, no matter how strong she is, she will only be able to catch them if they come."
