The child Jiang Siheng looked at the half-cut coffin plank in his hand, and then at the rustling and swaying soil on the upper level of the underground palace.
"Dad, why don't you go home and take a look?"
Of course Jiang Yuan wants to go back.
But……
He looked at the half of his coffin board in his son's hand, each one as big as ten heads.
"Siheng, listen to daddy. You can give Zaizai anything else, but not this one."
Jiang Siheng shook his head.
"Dad, I want this!"
Jiang Yuan grinds his teeth.
"Really can not."
Jiang Siheng persisted, still feeling a little aggrieved.
"Other Zaizai have them, but not this one."
Jiang Yuan choked and explained through gritted teeth.
"That's right! How could she, a child born in the underworld, have a coffin board? Coffin boards are only for the dead!"
Jiang Siheng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Yes! Because Zai Zai doesn't have one, I want to give this to Zai Zai."
Jiang Yuan: "..."
Among the funerary objects, Tai'a sword began to tremble slightly.
Jiang Yuan looked at him and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Trying to hold on to the other end of the coffin board.
"Siheng, be good, anything else will do, but this really won't do. If you lose this, your father and I will be laughed at by the entire zombie clan!"
Jiang Siheng: "But this is all Zaizai lacks!"
Before Jiang Yuan could speak, Jiang Siheng raised his little head and asked him with a milky voice.
"So Dad, when you told me that you missed me so much and could give me anything, you lied to me? Isn't half a coffin board as important as your face?"
Jiang Yuan: "...No! Siheng, listen to dad's explanation. What dad means is..."
Jiang Siheng held half of the coffin board tightly with one hand and covered his ears with the other.
"I won't listen, I won't listen!"
Jiang Yuan felt like his soul was trembling.
Tai'a sword trembled even more.
This is where the biggest formation in the human villa begins to have problems.
Just when Jiang Yuan was about to persuade his son again, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
Jiang Siheng was startled and hurriedly threw away half of the coffin boards to look at Jiang Yuan.
"Dad, how are you?"
Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "Dad didn't... poof!"
Siheng was frightened.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and swallowed back all the blood that surged out again.
After a while, he slowly spoke.
"Dad is fine, it's just that... the Xuanmen formation set up in the human villa... was broken by that bastard!"
Jiang Siheng is incredible.
"Dad, didn't you say that now that Xuanmen is in decline, no Xuanmen master can break your formation?"
Jiang Yuan did say so, and this is an indisputable fact.
Unless those members of the Xuanmen family risk their lives and sacrifice their souls to fight with him.
but now……
That doesn't seem to be the case.
He did not notice Xuanmen's Tiangang righteousness.
On the contrary... the yin energy is strong...
His nerves suddenly stopped, his pupils widened to their maximum size, his face full of disbelief.
"deep……"
He just said a word, and Jiang Siheng guessed it, his face full of excitement and joy.
"It's Zai Zai!"
The abyss is about to burst.
"It's either her or that bitch Fengdu!"
Jiang Siheng no longer cares about this, and is sure that his father is just vomiting blood, but his mind is exceptionally clear, and it is obvious that the problem is not serious.
He quickly turned around, jumped back to the end of the coffin plank, and continued to pull the half of the coffin plank he had finally cut off.
By the time Jiang Yuan came to his senses, his own son was already running towards the tomb door carrying half of the coffin boards.
Jiang Yuan's pupils were about to burst.
"Jiang Siheng, stop for me!"
Not only did Jiang Siheng not stand still, he actually ran faster.
Jiang Yuan: "..."
Jiang Yuan almost lost his breath in anger.
But I still caught up with him immediately.
The coffin board is his last bit of stubbornness!
The huge underground palace mausoleum, so many gold and silver treasures, what could my own son not do well with, but he chose his coffin board!
This is really...
The moment Jiang Yuan was about to catch up with his son, Jiang Siheng was already carrying half of the coffin boards into the living room of the villa.
"Zai Zai! Give it to you!"
Zaizai was almost blinded by the golden light.
She did not immediately pick up the half-cut coffin planks, but ran directly towards Si Heng.
"Brother Junior!"
The little guy rushed up like a small cannonball and hit him straight.
Jiang Siheng put the coffin boards to the side, stood there with his little hands open, and subconsciously took a half step back with one foot as a fulcrum.
Smiling so hard that one cannot see his teeth.
"Zai Zai!"
Zaizai rushed into Jiang Siheng's arms with precision, hugged Jiang Siheng's neck tightly with his chubby hands, and rubbed his little face affectionately.
"Brother Xiaojiang, where have you been? Zaizai misses you so much!"
Jiang Siheng was so happy that he quickly turned his head to look at the half-section of the coffin planks he had put aside.
"Zai Zai, Brother Xiaojiang is going to get you a gift!"
Zaizai is curious.
"what gift?"
Jiang Yuan arrived and hurriedly went to get half of the coffin board.
"There is no gift, your young brother..."
Before he finished speaking, he found that the coffin board could no longer be lifted.
Jiang Siheng had already let go of Zaizai, holding the other end of the coffin board tightly with both hands, raising his little head and staring at him dimly with his big eyes.
"dad……"
Jiang Yuan pursed his lips and explained softly.
"Siheng, this..."
Pulling down the corners of Siheng's eyes, the corners of his mouth also dropped.
When he looked up at Jiang Yuan again, there were tears in his eyes.
Jiang Yuan: "..."
Jiang Yuan was so frightened that he let go immediately.
Jiang Siheng hurriedly pulled half of the coffin boards from his father's hands and carried them to Zaizai.
"Zai Zai, gift."
Zaizai looked at the golden board and was almost blinded again.
Not only is it sparkling, but there are many red and green gems on it.
The light in the villa was dim, but the gems sparkled in the moonlight at night.
Zaizai was amazed.
"Wow! So beautiful!"
The little guy raised his little head and looked at Jiang Siheng, and thanked him.
"Brother Xiaojiang, Zai Zai likes this gift so much, it's so beautiful!"
And it seems to have a hint of yin energy.
Zaizai likes it even more.
Before Jiang Yuan could speak, Zaizai opened his small mouth and swallowed the thousand-year-old rich Yin Qi on the coffin boards with two mouthfuls.
Jiang Yuan: "..."
His fucking heart is bleeding!
That was a gold coffin that he had spent decades and countless skilled craftsmen customizing, and every gem on it was a masterpiece.
Zaizai's happy little milking sounds continued.
"Thank you, Brother Xiaojiang. Zaizai likes Brother Xiaojiang the most!"
Jiang Siheng laughed like a 250-pound fool.
Taking a look at Jiang Yuan, he only felt it hurt his eyes.
It felt like another arrow had been shot in the heart.
On the side, Huo Sichen and Lu Huai quit.
"Zai Zai, what about us? You don't like us anymore?"
Zaizai took a look and explained with a smile.
"I like it, Zai Zai likes it all, Zai Zai likes my brothers the most!"
Ji Yuanxiu: "Then you don't like my uncle?"
Zaizai forgot about this incident and quickly made amends.
"Zai Zai also likes my uncle the most!"
Although Zai Zai said this, both Huo Sichen, Lu Huai and Ji Yuanxiu felt that they should pay something to give to Zai Zai, otherwise they would be compared to Si Heng.
When the three little guys were thinking, Jiang Yuan looked at Zaizai and said quietly.
"Zai Zai, you destroyed the Xuanmen formation in my house?"
Zaizai proudly puffed out her chest and nodded.
"Yes! Uncle Jiang, we thought that you and brother Xiao Jiang were captured by the formations set up by the Xuanmen people, so Zaizai simply destroyed these formations and prepared to rescue you."
Jiang Yuan: "..."
