C238 The ghosts did not come

Actually, this was not quite possible. yin and yang lines's cooking skills were like learning to ride a bicycle.

Once you learn it, you will be able to do it for the rest of your life.

Seeing that my previous appearance was not good, Chu Mingbu looked at me and asked me for two drops of my own blood and hair.

My Grandpa and I are close relatives, their blood carries the same aura, with this kind of item, we can better find my Grandpa.

I did as he said, Chu Mingbu dripped two drops of blood on the portrait's eyes and started chanting the Soul Summoning Curse.

But in the end, the result was unsatisfactory. The thunderous rain continued to fall less loudly.

This time, I am at my wit's end with no way out, Chu Mingbu patted on my shoulder and said:

"Bro, I don't know if I should say something."

I was stunned for a moment. Both of them are already in this situation. It's fine if he doesn't have anything else to say.

Who knew that this kid would laugh and ask me, "Could it be that you were picked up by Mr. Qin on the side of the road?"

"Scram." I was almost pissed off by his words. If I said anything else, I might be suspicious, but that was impossible.

The supernatural sculpture was a technique with a compatible bloodline. Only the blood of this successor could be used to create a weapon called the supernatural sculpture.

If someone else made it, it would at most be a statue, and it wouldn't have any effect.

After hearing what I said, Chu Mingbu's face sank. If that's the case, then this could only be one of the circumstances.

Maybe after my Grandpa died, he would be sent to hell, and in this hell, the Soul would be punished by the rain of arrows on a mountain of blades, and the Soul would not be able to be reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes.

To him, this was equivalent to losing his freedom. Naturally, Chu Mingbu was unable to attract him over.

Hearing this, I shook my head. When I, Grandpa, was still alive, even if it was a roadside kitten who was lame, I would still carry it into the house and bind it with medicine.

The number of people who took care of their families with difficulty was simply innumerable. Although they couldn't be said to be taking care of their cotton clothes or cooling their tea in the summer, it was still quite common for them to help out in poverty.

Such a good person, after dying he would go to hell. If that was really the case, would there still be the word 'heaven' in this world?

Speaking till here, the more I said, the more agitated I became. Chu Mingbu quickly pressed down on my shoulders and patted his chest.

"Your temper is even worse than mine, didn't I just say that? Other than that, there is another possibility."

What other possibilities could there be? Something seemed to have changed in my words. I hurriedly asked.

Chu Mingbu thought for a while and said:

"There is a definite conclusion about the Heavenly Dao, but there is also an unspoken possibility about defying the heavens."

"Bullying the heavens?" Chu Mingbu nodded his head: "A man's life and death depends on his fortune, but not all days are fair. If one were to open his Heaven's Eyes and catch a glimpse of the person in the Heavenly Mystery Realm, at the right time, and avoid the corresponding calamity, that person's life would naturally survive."

His words weren't that hard to understand. They were just the so-called three great disasters, the heavenly tribulation.

According to his meaning, it is very likely that my Grandpa is not dead yet, but back then, I personally witnessed my Grandpa being buried in the ground to rest in peace.

How could this be explained?

Chu Mingbu also shook his head, saying, if my Grandpa did not go to hell, then that would be the only possibility.

At least the latter was more comforting than the former.

After saying all that, I could only think that Chu Mingbu had told me a piece of news in the end.

There was a secret compartment on the back of the Great Charity. That was what he had seen back then, and maybe it had something to do with what I wanted to know.

This was not a small piece of news. There was a secret compartment behind the statue, which could be used for something.

Chu Mingbu also shook his head, he did not want to talk about other things with me anymore. He just told me, that if I were to regain the look of a Great Benefactor, I would have to trouble him to go take a look.

I nodded my head. The two of us exchanged greetings for a while longer before heading back with a feeling of hope or disappointment.

On the way back, Feng Si called me and said that the little Jin Lu had come over on a plane. If it's convenient, I'll go back to discuss this matter with them.

With the death of Jin Lu, the little Jin Lu became the customer of Feng Si and I. I didn't dare delay any further and quickly made a trip to Feng Si's place.

When I went into the shop, I saw that the atmosphere was heavy. Standing at the entrance of Feng Si's shop were four big men in suits, who looked like they were cutting and chopping with knives and axes, blocking my way to the door.

When I saw these four people, I didn't seem to be Feng Si's disciple at all.

"Where did these men come from? Why are they blocking my path?"

One of them shouted with determination:

"The Jin Lu is inside. No one is allowed to enter, even if you are a golden immortal of the Great Luo Empire."

He was already full of anger today, so when he heard Ye Zichen's words, he got even angrier. He glared at Ye Zichen and said:

"Get out of the way, I'm the person your Jin Lu wants to meet."

The four of them acted as if they hadn't heard me and blocked the door with their hands.

Hehe, is this really the end?

It's impossible for me to force my way through, so I had no choice but to give Feng Si a call and let him come out to pick me up.

Who knew that before he made the call, a person walked out from the shop. He was about 1.86 meters tall, wearing a corduroy sweater with a brown shirt and a black ribbon tied around his arm.

His ten fingers were like tender ginger. His legs were extremely long, and at the bottom of his feet was a pair of happy shoes. His facial features could be said to be like a pair of beautiful eyebrows, with a pair of white teeth and bright eyes.

He was very gentle and refined, and from the looks of it, it was as if he had seen the Jin Lu when he was young.

Needless to say more, this man was Yan Zimen's new Sect Leader, Little Jin Lu.

"Don't be rude, this is also my esteemed guest." The man smiled at me, cupped his hands, and said:

"Thank you for your hard work, Yan Zimen Jin Wen Shan is here to pay respects to Senior Brother."

When I heard this, I went out and worked hard. It must be the martial arts world. This kid understood his words, so he cupped his hands in salute and said without daring to be careless:

"Little Jin Lu, it's your fortune."

Jin Wenshan quickly invited me in. I saw that there was a young man standing beside him who looked like he was interviewing him.

With a crew cut, a short leather jacket, a black shirt, black jeans, and a pair of running shoes, his eyes were bright like an eagle's.

The two inside and the four outside were in line with the swallow's rule of not giving out a single item.

Yan Zimen, who brought so many people out, especially had a phrase called flocks of swallows flying in the air.

The little Jin Lu said, "It's not because too many accidents happened recently, so we have to be on guard. That's why we brought so many people with us."