Chapter 518 Human Treasure
No wonder the ghost king was so excited when he saw the nine-tailed black nightmare still dormant in the black egg.

Basically, when it comes to the issue of the soul, it is easy to grasp when it comes to Xiao Hei.

Grandma quickly opened her eyes.

Then I burst into tears.

He held Zhang Caihua with one hand and He Xiaoman with the other, refusing to let go no matter what.

Dirty tears poured out of the eye sockets and flowed wantonly on the thin and wrinkled face.

Seeing her crying sadly, He Xiaoman and Zhang Caihua couldn't help wiping their tears together. After hearing the news, Yu Min held the baby in one hand and wiped away his tears vigorously with the other hand. Dudu saw the grandma crying sadly and used Fatty took out a lollipop from his piggy Peppa's pocket and stuffed it into the old lady's mouth: "Don't cry, don't cry and give Tangtang, the orange flavor is the best!"

It is rare that Dudu can already have such empathy, and can say so many words at once. This may be a normal thing for ordinary six-year-old children, but for Dudu, it is definitely a Great progress.

The old lady forced a smile, let go of Zhang Caihua's mother and daughter, hugged Dudu into her arms, and kissed his chubby cheek.

Return the lollipop to the reluctant Dudu, because Liu Xiaoman only allowed him to eat one candy two days ago, and this was given to the grandma, and Dudu would have no candy for four consecutive days.

For a six-year-old baby, this is a big deal.

Don’t let the women and children in this house know about some horrific things and various reasons. It’s already past ten o’clock, and the children are going to bed. Yu Min said, let’s talk about it tomorrow. Have a good rest.

After the two pairs of mother and child tenants left, the grandmother talked about the reason for her crying again with tears in her eyes.

"The ancestors of our Zhang family were all deceived by the credit knife. What kind of credit knife is it? It is obviously a treasure-holding person who has gone astray!"

Zhang Caihua couldn't understand what grandma said at all.

Because she didn't accept the knife, those past stories about the person who credited the knife were naturally not allowed to reveal anything to her according to the rules handed down from the ancestors.

Now grandma understands that the reason why this rule must be passed on to the person receiving the knife is that the main reason is that they are afraid that the news will be spread and used by interested people, and they are even more afraid that well-informed people will expose their conspiracy. So the less you know, the safer you are.

"The credit knife man is not a human being at all, but an old mouse who has learned his skills!"

Zhang Caihua was dumbfounded, thinking that his mother might still be in a state of being insane and talking nonsense.

Now that the matter is over, there is no need for He Xiaoman to hide the past that he already knows. He originally thought that he could hide it for a while. Humans are not as good as heavens, and He Xiaoman didn't miss Jinghua's virtues, he must be showing off like most villains while torturing grandma's spirit.

Many people will blame certain people from the perspective of God, revenge will be revenge, why must tell the root cause.

To understand hate!
The inexplicable revenge makes the hater hang up immediately, and he doesn't know why until he dies. This kind of behavior is like walking at night in brocade clothes, cooking without salt.

Grandma is very tired, but the suffering of the soul has passed after all. Old-fashioned people attach great importance to the inheritance of their ancestors and the things before and after their lives. The sufferings of the ancestors of the Zhang family made grandma feel so sad.

He Xiaoman then put grandma's head on his lap, gently combed her almost white and dull hair with one hand, and said softly: "Grandma, don't worry, what you know is just hearsay, I'll tell you Tell the whole story and you won't be so sad."

"It is indeed the Hui family who tried to get your soul away. They are good at changing luck, divination, and stealing wealth. Hundreds of years ago, they expelled a group of people for some reason, probably because of something special about our Zhang family. They knew about it, so the expelled Hui family pretended to be creditors. This Hui family has mutual contacts with a group of treasurers, guarding against each other and using each other."

He Xiaoman leisurely talked about these events hundreds of years ago, and Zhang Caihua's whole body has been petrified.

"The Yang family holds back the treasures of heaven and earth, but the expelled branch of the Hui family lacks great virtues. They use their strengths in divination to use the lives of our Zhang family to hold back treasures under the guise of their mysterious identities."

"It's this kitchen knife." With a flash of cold light, He Xiaoman's very familiar but very unfamiliar large kitchen knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

A gleam of light flashed in grandma's dim eyes: "This knife... is different."

"The ancestors of the Zhang family have been sharpening the knife with blood on the night of the [-]th of July when the yin is extremely strong. In fact, they are constantly feeding this kitchen knife with their own yang energy and soul, which is also known as the human treasure in the population of the Hui family. "

He Xiaoman's voice became a little low: "All the people who received the knife before me forged this kitchen knife because of incomplete souls. It was the extremely yin night who forged this yin and yang with the extremely fierce blood of the soul of the extremely yang year after year. Shadao."

Hearing this, Zhang Caihua also began to tremble all over, and tears flowed down her cheeks. This kitchen knife, which brought vitality to the Zhang family and fed the Zhang family for generations, turned out to be bought with the lives of the ancestors!
She rushed over suddenly, wanting to throw out this ominous thing that had taken countless lives from the Zhang family, but a strange thing happened, the black light of the knife flashed and stood in the air, and Zhang Caihua couldn't hold it at all.

There is too much evil spirit condensed on it, and it also condenses the will of the ancestors of the Zhang family. This knife has its own spirituality, it belongs to He Xiaoman, and only He Xiaoman can use this knife.

But when Zhang Caihua faced this black and heavy kitchen knife with double blades, for some reason, his legs felt weak, as if he could not stand upright. Do not come near.

Then the kitchen knife fell into He Xiaoman's hand automatically when it was laid flat, lying obediently and dependently on He Xiaoman's hand like an obedient child returning home.

To be honest, He Xiaoman is also a little strange, a sense of sympathy that has never been experienced before arises spontaneously at this moment, with some kind of gratitude and anticipation, He Xiaoman lightly holds the heavy kitchen knife in the past, at this moment Not only did he have a lot of insights in his heart, but the kitchen knife seemed to have become a part of his body.

He Xiaoman flicked lightly, and the kitchen knife pulled out a piece of knife in mid-air amidst Zhang Caihua's exclamation. He Xiaoman stretched out his palm, and the kitchen knife landed on the palm instantly.

"Mom, grandma, I think I understand."

"They have been protecting us, otherwise the killing of the old lady of the Hui family would not have been so smooth. Even after saving grandma this time, this knife showed its power and killed all the ancestors of the Hui family one by one. Chop it clean!"

Anyway, I have been fooled, so if I give up halfway, it is better to persevere to the end, and after I have completely refined this evil knife, I will use it to wipe out all the demons and monsters that have harmed the Zhang family!

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like