V2.Chapter 285

At this time, Fat Ball suddenly said: "Feng Chu, there is one thing I really don't understand. Since this Jing Teng is so important to the Ghost King, why didn't he do it himself, and insisted on sending some garbage to give away the head first?" The thin monkey rolled his eyes: "If you were the richest man in the world, and you opened a canteen in your hometown, would you hold a meeting in person to deal with him?" Fat Ball scratched his head, and smiled honestly: "You That's true, but don't be like those human storybooks, where you don't kill the protagonist at the beginning, but send your subordinates to give away experience one after another, and finally the protagonist kills you..."

"Bah, bah, bah!" The thin monkey slapped him,

"Tell you to read less of the rubbish books of human beings. They say one thing after another. What the hell, you want to be a Jinshi."

"Jinshi doesn't taste good, it's too sour." Fat Ball shook his head like a rattle. The thin monkey was obviously not in the mood to discuss with him whether Jinshi is good or not, so he lowered his voice and said, "Let's discuss how to act later, and then it will be like this..."... and Zaan's group 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 couldn't find them after exhausting their wealth.

Sakura's father died of illness due to overwork. Only Sakura's mother was left in the family. In order to find Sakura, the couple sold their ancestral house and everything that could be sold. I heard that they are now guarding the last acre of Susukida to live, and built a simple house nearby. , that place is so remote that even ghosts won't go there.

When everyone came to the mountain and finally found the dilapidated hut, they saw an old woman in bright red clothes sitting at the door of the hut, staring at the sky in a daze. All kinds of hardships and hardships.

"Spirit?" Zu'an and Qiu Honglei were startled. They had seen and heard along the way that Hong Yi and Li Gui were often linked together, and now they had instinctively reacted.

At this moment, Xiao Ying suddenly burst into tears, and rushed over: "Mom!" The old woman seemed to be deaf, at first she didn't hear it, and she didn't react until Xiao Ying threw herself in front of her.

Turning his head to stare at her numbly, a trace of doubt flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Mother, don't you know me?" Seeing her appearance, Xiao Ying's heart ached. She had been dead for so many years, and even her mother had aged a lot.

"Sakura, is it my Sakura?" The old woman's cloudy eyes suddenly burst into a bright light.

"It's me, mother! My daughter is not filial, she came back late." Xiao Ying burst into tears.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." The old woman burst into tears,

"Where have you been? If it had been two years earlier, your father would have seen it." Xiao Ying became even more sad when she heard that, and the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried into a ball.

"Who are these people?" The mother and daughter talked about the pain of separation, and the old woman suddenly noticed several other people.

"They are the friends who sent me back. It is because of them that I can be saved." Xiao Ying wiped her tears, seeing her mother's joy, she didn't even dare to tell her mother that she was dead.

Worried that her mother would suddenly realize that her appearance hadn't changed, she hurriedly changed the subject: "Mother, the clothes you're wearing are pretty pretty."

"Is it pretty?" The old woman was a little relieved,

"This is the shroud that your father bought for me with the only money left in the family in the early years. I can feel that I am going to die, and I am worried that I will not have the strength to wear it when I die. There are no neighbors around here. Even if there is, who will give it to me?" An old lady came to gather and put on a shroud, and I would definitely be dirty and smelly by then, so I put it on in advance so as not to bother others..."

"Mother..." Xiao Ying couldn't bear it anymore, hugged her tightly and started to cry. Only then did everyone understand that the scene they had seen before was not about an old woman who loved being pretty, but that she was sitting there quietly waiting for death in her shroud.

Jing Teng and Qiu Honglei cried immediately, and Wei Suo couldn't stop wiping his eyes. Zu'an couldn't help thinking of his parents in his previous life, they don't know how sad they should be now.

Hearing the cries around him, he felt extremely depressed, and went straight outside, Jing Teng and Qiu Honglei were comforting the mother and daughter Sakura, but they didn't notice him.

Zu'an came to a mountain depression and looked at the clouds rolling and relaxing in the distance, and then his mood calmed down a little. At this moment, suddenly two black shadows jumped beside him.

One of the fat ones said: "This kid is really fucking handsome. If I have this face, I will kill people randomly in the Yin-Yang world."

"Kill your size randomly. In the Yin-Yang world, strength is the most important thing. The stronger the more handsome, the appearance is only a secondary thing." Another thin figure couldn't help cursing.

"It makes sense, but can't it be handsome and strong?" the fat Wolong couldn't help but say.

"How could there be such an existence in the world, the way of heaven will not allow it." The thin Fengchu said dissatisfied.

The two subconsciously glanced at Zu'an, and shook their heads. This kid is handsome enough, but he doesn't have any energy fluctuations in his body. He's just a little boy with a weak hand.

"Why do women like this kind of thing? Are they all blind!" Zu'an originally thought that two enemies came, but who knew they were two live treasures: "What are you doing?" Crouching Dragon and Phoenix looked at each other: "No We have something to do, and you have something to do."

"I don't seem to know the two of you, let alone have any grievances." Zaun observed the two of them leisurely. They seemed to be full of ghosts, and they didn't seem to be very human.

I heard from Jing Teng that ghosts that can move freely outdoors in broad daylight are often very powerful.

"It's only because you appeared next to that woman." Wolong, who was as fat as a ball, was startled. At this time, the thin Fengchu hurriedly said: "Stop talking nonsense, Jing Teng is not far from here, if you find him rushing over, it will be troublesome, let's arrest him first, find a safe place and interrogate him slowly."

"Okay!" Wolong nodded hastily, and directly stretched out his hand to clasp Zaan's shoulder. Zaun originally wanted to make a move, but after hearing the conversation between the two, he decided to check the situation first.

When Wolong's hand clasped his shoulder, he suddenly felt a chilly air along his shoulder and invaded his body in an instant. The way you live.

"Sure enough, it's a little boy with no strength to restrain a chicken." Wolong easily grabbed Zu'an, his tone was full of disdain.

Feng Chu also breathed a sigh of relief: "Leave here first." After speaking, the two quickly left with Zu'an, and came to the cave that had been prepared earlier.

"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 try to lure Jing Teng over. Watch him and interrogate him, be careful."

"Don't worry, this little boy can turn the world upside down." Wolong didn't care. Feng Chu thought about it too, it was more important to deal with Jing Teng, and quickly stepped out to prepare.

Only then did Wolong look at Zu'an: "Hey, little boy, what will we ask you next and what will you answer? If you cooperate obediently, I can save you from suffering." Zu'an pretended to be panicked and asked: "You... who are you?"

"Hey, we are not humans, but two ghost generals under the Ghost King. My name is Wolong, and my companion is Feng..." He was stunned halfway through speaking, and gave Zuan an angry look.

"Am I asking you or you asking me!"

"Ghost general?" Zu'an thought secretly, he seemed to have heard before that the ghost king has eight great ghost generals, each of them is a top master who dominates one side, but the guy in front of him doesn't look right.

"What do you want to ask?"

"It's not too bad." Seeing his cooperation, Wolong became more and more contemptuous, thinking that this little boy is really unreliable. Before I tortured him, he recruited himself. He took out a piece of candle and lit it up.

"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." The candle was already lit while speaking, and the flame inside seemed to be fixed, without moving. move.

Zaan was very surprised: "There is such a thing? Why doesn't the ghost king use this to judge the loyalty of your subordinates?"

"Who dares to be disloyal to the ghost king? Naturally, this thing is of no use to the ghost king." After Wolong subconsciously answered, he always felt that something was wrong. Why was the other party asking himself a question again?

He coughed lightly, and asked hastily, "Why did the ones sent by the ghost king to catch you all fail?"

"Because they are too weak," Zaun replied. Wolong looked at the candle flame subconsciously, and remained motionless, the truth.

"How did you defeat them? It stands to reason that you can't do this with your strength." Zaun replied: "Your information is wrong, and our strength is very strong." Wolong thought it was true: "Could it be that Jing Teng's strength has already been subverted?" Zu'an was a little surprised, wondering if Jing Teng's peak strength is very strong, but he still replied: "There are too many secrets hidden in her, I don't know." Wolong looked at it One look at the candle, the truth.

He was shocked, thinking that the problem really lies with Jing Teng!

"How strong are you ghost kings, equivalent to how many of you ghost generals are fighting?" Zu'an asked curiously.

"The ghost king is an invincible existence, and our eight great ghost generals combined are no match for him..." Half of the answer came to Wolong's mind,

"Stinky boy, I'm obviously the one asking you." Zaan ignored him, and continued to ask: "Just now I saw your companion went out, are you going to bring Jingvine over?"

"That's right." Speaking of this Wolong, he felt a little proud,

"Although you are weak, you are handsome. The woman Jing Teng seems to have paid a lot of attention to you along the way. As long as she takes you as a hostage, she will definitely take the bait. We have already planted seven, seven, forty people around here. There are nine traps, no matter how strong she is, as long as she comes, she can only be caught with nothing."