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Several people were forced to be pressed on the chair by the old man. He pulled the corner of his stiff mouth, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This old slave has been away from the Guo Mansion for a long time, and I haven't seen Miss Young Master for a long time."

Fu Yu keenly grasped the key point in his words, Guo Fu...

The girl secretly thought, could it be Guo Xianguang's home?
He looked at Yan Chong with a smile, and said in a gentle tone, "Especially the eldest son, does the eldest son still want to drink the bone soup made by the old slave?"

The old man's face suddenly appeared in front of Yan Chong, Yan Chong's scalp was numb, he nodded reluctantly, and said to the old man, "Think."

The old man walked out with a smile, and after a while, the sound of chopping bones came from the small kitchen.

one more time.

The sound of chopping bones was especially abrupt in the dark night. The bones seemed to be endless, and the sound kept lingering in their ears.

Fu Yu couldn't help but feel a little terrified, she closed her eyes, and recited a few words of the mantra of purifying the heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man came in with a bowl of soup. He walked very quickly, as if someone was chasing him behind him.

Fu Yu smelled a strong smell of blood, which was very pungent. She frowned, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a startled shout.

"Ah!!" Lu Yao didn't know what she saw. She opened her eyes wide and cried out in horror. She hurriedly hid behind Chu Yan, trembling.

The rest of the people followed her gaze and opened their eyes wide in horror.

"Ahhhhhh!! It's scary!!" Yan Chong was so frightened that he jumped up immediately, and he hurriedly hid behind Fu Yu, grabbing Fu Yu's hand.

The old man's right sleeve was empty, even dripping blood. The blood trickled down to the ground, winding all the way to their feet.

There was a strong smell of blood coming from the soup basin in his hand, and they could still see the blood dripping inside.

Yan Chong couldn't hold it back, his stomach was churning, and he ran aside and vomited it out.

That old man actually used his own arm to cook soup for them!

Fu Yu was also frightened by the scene in front of her. She took a few steps back and accidentally bumped into a human wall.

Xie Jiyu supported the swaying Fuyu, and the cold pine fragrance from the boy's body lingered on the tip of Fuyu's nose. She took a deep breath to calm her mind.

"Master, don't you like this soup?" The old man giggled, and the cold laughter poured into their ears along with the cold wind.

The old man picked up a lump of bloody flesh with his hands, and was about to stuff it into his mouth when he opened his mouth. Yan Chong used the talisman paper to blow the flesh away from his hands.

He couldn't stand the scene before him.

The old man immediately stiffened and fell down, and he was once again burned to death by a ball of flames.

Several people returned to the front of the house again.

Yan Chong seemed to be able to see the old man's actions just now, and he forcibly endured the churning feeling in his stomach: "Otherwise, let's blow it up with talisman paper."

"No." Fu Yu resolutely said, the girl in the smokey pink collar looked a little dignified, she frowned, thinking carefully about the old man's words just now.

Her intuition told her that this old man was inseparable from Guo Xianguang.

"We must know what happened to this old man before he died." She looked at Yan Chong and said seriously.

"Don't be afraid." Seeing that Yan Chong was a little disappointed after being denied by her, Fu Yu smiled and comforted him.

Lu Yao was also thinking about what the old man said and did just now.

Chang'an has been haunted by monsters for a while, but the emperor is still desperate to hold a thaumaturgy conference. She and Chu Yan went to Chang'an to protect Cui's family under the orders of the Lord of Penglai.

If you can catch any monsters, it will be convenient for you to participate in the Xianmen Grand Competition.

It's just that the ground binding spirit is indeed a bit strange, and Lu Yao can't stay out of it, so he simply follows them to explore the truth of the matter.

Yan Chong looked at Fu Yu and nodded, then knocked on the scorched door again.

Everything is upside down again.

This time, when the old man brought the soup, several people silently closed their mouths, forcibly holding back the overwhelming feeling in their stomachs.

"Why don't you eat?" The old man smiled at them, but his smile didn't reach his eyes, and his tone was stiff.

"I'm full, I can't eat any more." Xie Jiyu pushed the porcelain bowls and chopsticks aside and said softly.

"I already had my meal when I came here." Fu Yu explained, and imitated Xie Jiyu to push the bowls and chopsticks aside.

The old man's eyes fell on Yan Chong. He tremblingly picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, and he refused to eat it.

With a plop, the piece of meat slipped from the chopsticks and fell on the table.

Several people suddenly gasped.

This time the old man didn't make it difficult for them, he sat down beside Yan Chong on his own, stroked his gray beard, talked about the past, and said in a nostalgic tone: "The eldest son has grown so big in a flash, I think at the beginning, the imperial concubine and empress are still so old. Said that you are a little boy who can't grow up."

really.

Fu Yu guessed right, the old man and Guo Xianguang are inseparable.

"Eldest son, do you still remember the old slave?"

Yan Chong didn't know how to answer for a while, the old man's eyes became more and more dangerous, he immediately said: "Remember, remember."

"That's good. The old slave has been a groom in the Guo family all his life. He has led horses for countless nobles. Now that he is about to die, he can still let the eldest son remember the old slave. The old slave can be regarded as dead without regret." The old man Smiling in relief, he stretched out his hand and put it on Yan Chong's shoulder hesitantly.

"I wonder if the eldest son still remembers my son who died in vain?" the old man continued to ask.

"The son who died in vain...?" Yan Chong subconsciously frowned and asked.

"Your Excellency is an extremely personable minister, and he led fifty thousand troops to conquer the South. I don't blame you for forgetting your affairs, this old man." The corners of the old man's mouth turned upward.

"The son of this old slave is the Southern Expedition Army who died [-] tragically. The Yumen Pass is miserable. I want you to be buried with him!" He yelled loudly, and everyone was startled.

"My lord, this hell is cold, come down and accompany him." The old man giggled, his laughter grew louder, his sunken eyeballs turned gray, as if Yan Chong's life would be taken in the next moment.

The old man's nails immediately became sharp and slender, he attacked Yan Chong, Yan Chong immediately retreated, took out the talisman paper, and flew towards the old man.

Seeing this, Fu Yu immediately snuffed out the talisman paper, and the tongue of fire burned Fu Yu's slender and tender fingers. She said loudly, "Don't! Let him die. He may know the truth about the Southern Expedition Army."

"Guo Xianguang, you thought the truth of Yumen Pass would be hidden in the yellow sand, but you never imagined that I would wait for you here forever." Then they attacked: "Why did you kill fifty thousand soldiers from the South?"

Yan Chong, who was mistaken for Guo Xianguang, had a big head, but he didn't interrupt the old man's words.

The old man thought of his son, who had no bones left, and tears of blood rolled down his face: "Guo Xianguang, thanks to my good food and drink for you."

"[-] soldiers from the Southern Expedition died tragically at your hands, but I still gouged out blood and gouged out flesh for you to eat!" the old man screamed sharply, his voice was desolate and miserable.

After the fiasco at Yumen Pass, Guo Xianguang returned to Chang'an to report on his duties. The old man unexpectedly saw his master whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years. He always regarded Guo Xianguang as his child, and he was very excited.

When Guo Xianguang saw the old man, he also knelt on the ground, crying and shouting, "Uncle Guo, I'm sorry for you, I failed to bring my brother back from Yumen Pass safely."

Guo Xianguang cried with sincerity, the old man was moved and did not choose to blame him.

There was no meat in the station, so he cut out the meat and made soup for Guo Xianguang, but he never thought that he accidentally heard the truth about the defeat of the Southern Expedition Army.