Gulu, gulu... Watermelon-like objects rolled to the ground along with thick liquid, and blood stains were still oozing from the wounds.
Those gray pupils looked at me blankly, questioning? Is it unbelievable?
The bronze sword was swung gently, and the remaining blood beads on the blade poured out a line of blood.
I stepped forward and picked up Grandpa's head, or rather Kou Zhenghai's head.
After wiping the blood on my face, I put my head on the table and looked at Kou Zhenghai's body.
In Chong Tong's field of vision, an almost transparent body emerged from the remains of the body.
Although the figure is almost transparent, you can still see clearly that his old appearance is my grandfather.
The sword of the bronze horizontal sword hurt the grandfather who was originally a remnant soul even more severely.
It seems like it will disappear in the next second.
Grandpa looked at the scene of the murder and yelled in shock and anger: "Zhang Ah Si!".
I stepped forward and covered my grandfather's mouth.
Then, under Grandpa’s panicked and disbelieving eyes, I peeled off the almost transparent body.
Just like tearing open a plastic bag, the body first wrinkled, and then cracked where the force was applied.
In the end, Grandpa was torn apart by me, floating in the air like clothes, and one finger had begun to dissipate,
The soul that should have dissipated has been aggravated by the dissipation of my soul.
Before this remnant soul dissipated, I pushed Grandpa away with both hands.
The whole person gradually penetrated into the body flexibly. It was obviously the first time, but it was so skillful.
Grandpa's remnant soul was no longer able to resist. He stared at my actions in horror, and his mouth moved: "Zhang... Zhang...".
This is a very strange feeling, as if I am wearing a transparent dress.
At the moment of entering, picture-like memory fragments poured in one after another, without any regard for the brain's ability to bear it.
It felt like a lot of stuff had been forced into my head.
Although he is a remnant soul, his memory fragments are also very short, and the remnant soul is disappearing, and those memories are also disappearing.
I must seize the time to sort through these memory fragments in a very short time to find useful memories.
Half a minute later, the illusory layer of skin on my body finally couldn't hold on anymore and dissipated under the soft morning light.
A voice lingers in my ears and disappears
"A...four...".
The blood vessels on my forehead were exposed and bulging from time to time. I searched the memory fragments from the remnant soul and found that the memory fragments were somewhat incompatible with my memory.
After a few minutes, I opened my eyes and couldn't help but smile to myself.
The memory of this remnant soul is very incomplete and intermittent, but only one memory fragment and one thought are clear.
That means I should go to the Zhang family’s ancestral graves and the Zhang family’s ancient house.
There was almost no information about the other memory fragments. He didn't know Ma Qing's identity, nor did he know why Li You was in the Red Evil Box.
His main idea was to drive me to the ancient house, which seemed to be able to solve my problems.
It is indeed a remnant soul, and the memory fragments are pitifully incomplete. I only collected this information in a very short period of time.
In other words, this remnant soul did not lie to me. Although his intentions were obvious, his words were true.
I am suspicious of my grandfather's remnant soul and have doubts about him. I want to know more.
So I cut off my grandfather's body and put him on as a ghost skin.
Does this make sense?
Anyway, I couldn't accept a normal ending, a harmonious farewell ending. Grandpa tried his best to bring the corpse back to life. Night came to advise me,
I was asked to go to the ancient house of the Zhang family. I was shocked. I was happy that my grandpa appeared. I obeyed the instructions honestly and waited until dawn to stage an inseparable and touching parting between ancestors and grandsons?
Are you kidding me?
Why should someone drive my actions? Why should I be pushed to action?
What right do they have to order me?
I have no reason to take orders from anyone, and I have no desire to be pushed,
Go to the Zhang family, go to the Zhang family’s ancestral graves!
It's better to play this kind of game with someone else, I won't accompany you anymore.
.......
I called Mr. Kou and he rushed over soon.
He carefully poked his head at the door to make sure there was nothing unusual inside, and then came in little by little.
After he pushed open the door to the living room, he was stunned. He stared at the body on the ground. It was his father's body, with his head on the table.
The body and the head are separated?
"Zhang...Mr. Zhang...is this?".
I pinched my eyebrows and said without any guilt: "Old Kou's corpse has changed. I killed him after a whole night of hard fighting."
"You must have heard that if the corpse changes, it will definitely seek revenge from its relatives first. I finally stopped Mr. Kou."
It was a little hard for Mr. Kou to accept it at first. After all, his own father’s body was destroyed.
Upon hearing this, he immediately felt grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for saving me."
"Well done, well done."
