Chapter 27 Rare Books

A week before my grandma died, I received a call from her, asking me not to go back during the winter vacation. It didn’t matter if she was alone.

Traveling home was expensive, and many part-time jobs were affordable during the Chinese New Year, so I listened to my grandma’s advice and did not go home. Grandma’s voice sounded fine on the phone, and she had always been in good health. But a week later, I suddenly received a call from You. The dignitary called me and told me that my grandma had died of illness and asked me to come back quickly for the funeral.

I just quit my part-time job and hurried back. By that time, You Xiangui had already asked someone to help my grandma put on her mourning clothes and put her in the coffin. I had also wondered why my grandma died suddenly of illness, but the villagers and You Xiangui all insisted that, My grandma has been sick for a long time, but she never told me because she was worried about me going to school in the city.

The village chief also said that my grandma had borrowed money from him and the villagers. Although I had doubts about this, I never thought that these people could join forces to deceive me.

They are so bad!

At this moment, seeing my grandma's dying look, I really regretted it. If I had come back earlier, You Xiangui wouldn't have had the chance to attack grandma, right?

But nothing can be said now. Grandma is dead. She was killed by You Xiangui and was plotted to death by the people in this village.

Lord Zangxian stood next to me. He was in his original appearance at the moment, wearing a simple white robe with his hair crown erect, but I still couldn't see his face clearly. I only heard him calling my name and saying: "You Xiao "Cao Cao, Wang's heart is kind, but her life is full of suffering. Goodness is not the cause of her suffering, but it bears the fruit of suffering. You can do good deeds, but you need to have a foundation for doing good. Do you have a good foundation?"

My eyes were blurry, and even though I wasn't physically here at the moment, tears were coming to my face.

I really don’t have the capital to be kind. Now I have nothing but this useless kind heart.

"You said that evil will be punished. The people who do evil in this village are not just those who died, especially the nobles! Li Changfu, they all deserve to die..." I knelt down to Lord Zangxian. I hoped that he would keep his promise to me and let him These people get the retribution they deserve.

But Zang Xianjun said: "The retribution of cause and effect has its own destiny. If people cause evil causes, they will eat the evil consequences. It's not that they will not be repaid. The time has not yet come."

After saying that, he turned around and walked forward, and I hurriedly followed behind him. The world around him was dark and cold, and it looked very depressing.

I asked him: "Where is this?"

"The place where my spiritual thoughts are trapped has been inhabited by no one except the Soul Clan for thousands of years." He said calmly. I looked at his back and sighed in my heart. The villagers are so powerful that they hide the Immortal Lord and have been trapped. In such a dark world, it has been thousands of years!

"Can you find your incarnation and leave here?" I asked.

"You Xiaocao, that roll of black cloth hides the secrets of the Soul Clan for thousands of years. There are countless greedy and deceitful people in this world. As the last Soul Clan member, before you find an incarnation for me, how to survive is the first thing you need. Facing!"

I touched the red mole on my forehead and said puzzledly: "I have you, don't I? You can protect me!"

He turned and glanced at me, then walked further and further into the darkness.

But his voice was very close to me. He said, "If this remaining spiritual thought can withstand the darkness of the world, why do I need you?"

Hearing this, my heart instantly fell into an ice cellar.

In this way, the Hidden Immortal Lord I saw was nothing more than a wisp of spiritual thought that was strong on the outside but powerful on the inside!

I asked worriedly: "Is the divine mind... just like that little soul? It may dissipate at any time?"