I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 207
"You do not believe?"

The young master said again: "Grandfather called you alone that day, what else did he tell you? Let me guess, does it mean that it doesn't matter if you are not selected, and if you are not selected, go out for a walk and relax?"

Na Kuo's expression was stiff, her lips opened and closed several times, but she had nothing to say.

Obviously, he guessed right.

The young master tapped the armrest of the chair, pouted and said: "This is the end, there are so many soul Gu cups in the clan, where do you think all these medicine primers come from?"

"Cultivating medicine primers is not just about embedding top-grade mineral crystals, but also requires that the cultivation container itself has a high level of witchcraft aptitude and strength. This is the key point."

He looked up at the sky, "Where do these containers come from?"

"There are so many children born in each generation of the family. They are descendants of grandpa and are taught by priests. Their aptitude and strength are not bad, so they are the best containers."

Na Weiguo's eyes were dim, and only a little bit of hope shone in her eyes, "You mean, those who are not elected as the young patriarch will be turned into ghost dolls? They will become containers for cultivating medicine primers."

The young master nodded, and revealed another shocking secret in a flat tone.

Na Guoguo remained silent, not because of anything else, but because she knew better, for example, it was mother who helped father escape by seeking help from a woman of a different race, and it was mother who caught father back.

"But..."

Perhaps the deepest memory left by the man in black is Naguo.

"At the beginning, he didn't fled to another world with the woman of the foreign race because of his love, but because he knew what would happen to him after his mother died, so he asked the powerful woman of the foreign race to take him away It's a pity that the alien woman's strength is indeed strong, but it's not enough to resist the power that the high priest bought with her life, and you know what happened later..."

The black-robed figure turned around and strode to follow as if he had received an order in an instant.

"I..." Na Kuo choked out a single word before lowering her head, her voice was so weak that it was barely audible, "I know."

However, she won't talk about these with the rest of the people, because it's not necessary.

Compared with Song Lian's surprised and curious face, Zhang Zheng was calm because he had expected it.

"Then why do you still want to fight for the position of the young patriarch?"

A voice suddenly came from a distance, stopping the young master's footsteps, and also made Na Kuo raise her head suddenly.

The young master looked contemptuous, but his faint tone revealed the frightening ugliness of this witch and Gu clan, "The ancestors will only leave one person as the young patriarch in each generation, and this person is one of the best qualified among them. Give birth to a container for the next generation of medicine primers. When the ancestors think he is useless, he can be made into a Gu doll, and become a breeding container for medicine primers, following in the footsteps of his brothers and sisters."

Not a greeting, but an "I know" out of nowhere.

This can't help but make people quite surprised and sighed, even if the three souls are gone, only the remaining seven souls are trapped in the body and cannot escape, they can still remember a person, what a deep obsession it must be.

He is tall and strong, just like she remembers since she was a child. His broad shoulders were once her favorite place to enjoy riding a horse. She has laid down countless times in his warm arms. Hum in a deep sleep, into a sweet dreamland.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the grandpa you've been calling for so long is not your real grandpa."

The huge fright made Na Kuo lose his mind.

The little boy looked straight into Na Kuo's dodging eyes, "So, you don't want to talk to Daddy yet, okay?"

Seeing that Na Kuo didn't refute, the young master was still surprised, "You don't doubt?"

The young master cast a disdainful look at Na Buguo, who was stunned, "You don't have to think about robbing us, your talent is too poor, and our ancestors wouldn't choose you."

Logically speaking, the person who has lost all three souls and only has seven souls is actually dead. His body is like a walking corpse, and he will not subconsciously react to someone.

"Naturally to get rid of this fate."

He took two steps, without turning his head, he shouted generously: "Daddy, let's go."

The three souls and seven souls all have some memories, but the seven souls carry very little memory, only the deepest memory will remain in the seven souls, and this bit of memory can miraculously affect the body to respond.

Na Guoguo raised her eyes to look at the black-robed figure standing upright beside the young master.

The young master withdrew his eyes from looking at her, and continued: "Grandpa, oh, maybe it should be called the old ancestor. He doesn't know how many descendants he killed with his own hands. How could such a butcher like you?"

"Breeding tool."

Just kidding, Grandpa Naguo has lived for an unknown amount of time. To be able to achieve such an achievement, the practice time must not be short. More than ten thousand years.

Seeing that she had already greeted her, the young master got up and was about to leave. Before he left, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to Naguo and said with a smile: "Father must have never thought that the child he loves the most will not even say "Dad." Willing to call."

The little son took it for granted: "The old ancestor is going to become a witch, and he will leave this place after becoming a witch. The young patriarch elected this time will not be reduced to a breeding tool. He will take over the old ancestor's position and will no longer be involved in crimes. .”

Not to mention that Na Guoguo is only over a hundred years old, how could there be such an old grandpa.

"Hey! What is this doing?"

The young master said frankly: "Yes, Daddy is the young patriarch, and now he is also the high priest."

Could it be that he is not dead yet?
Zhang Zheng felt the dead breath coming from him, but he couldn't detect any breath of life. He was indeed a dead person.

Na Binguo said suddenly, "What about the young patriarch who is elected each time?"

Na Guoguo glanced at him, "I'm not so stupid." She had already guessed this, but she didn't seek confirmation.

Na Guoguo said stiffly: "I won't fight with you, then daddy..."

Who could make them care so much?

What is even more suspicious is that with so many high priests in the clan, even if there are sixty or seventy children in one generation, they can't bear the consumption of ten thousand years. There must have been countless generations in the middle, and maybe the young patriarchs have been elected. I don't know how much.

"Your real grandfather may have died at his hands long ago."

Zhang Zheng had been looking at the black robe figure intently, so he didn't miss his shoulder muscles trembling because of Na Binguo's words, which were extremely weak and hard to be caught.

The three souls of life are the heavenly soul, the fetal light, also known as the light of life, and the dispersal of the fetal light, which means that the breath of life dissipates, which symbolizes death;

Facing the young master's ridicule, Na Binguo didn't react at all, just lowered her head, her whole body was depressed, and she didn't even look up.

Zhang Zheng followed the prestige.

There were a total of four people who came, two of them lined up in front, and two of them a little behind.

When he saw the gray figure walking in front of him on the left, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, which turned into shock when he touched the faces of the two people who were slightly behind.

The reason why he was surprised was because the gray figure looked very young, about five or six years old, with a fat baby's round face, and a body as fat as a round ball, which was quite cute.

Zhang Zheng couldn't help thinking, the appearance and age of the members of the Witch Gu Clan didn't seem to match!
The reason why she was frightened was that she saw two more acquaintances, one of whom could be called an old acquaintance!
(End of this chapter)