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The sound was like thousands of horses galloping, like holding a knife and sipping, like gongs and drums in full swing, and like wailing all over the place.

The indescribable tremors, the unprecedented pain, hit his soul, crushed his mind, and seemed to be stirring his bone marrow.

"Ah——" Xiao Wang held his head and made a sound in pain.

The sound reaches the deepest part.

Then there was a buzzing sound, which seemed to come from far away and seemed to be in his mind.

He could no longer distinguish between east, west and north. The sky was dark and the sun was dark, and his whole body seemed to be pulled downwards by something.

Xiao Wang's figure rolled down instantly without any collision, but his body kept turning and falling rapidly.

"The Hundred Ghost Cave cannot be formed by just having a hundred ghosts. It requires resentment or anger, or unfulfilled wishes during life, or something that gathers souls." Ancestor Hongyuan was explaining to the cute baby.

"For example, in ancient battlefields, the grievances or obsessions of the soldiers who died on the battlefield will form a space with particularly powerful soul power, and that space will most likely have no return, attracting or gathering more grievances. Or ghosts with obsessions will form a cave of hundreds of ghosts.

When the teacher was still alive, he once went to the palace to clear a cave of hundreds of ghosts.

Dynasties changed, but the palace remained the same. Over the past dynasties, so many people died in the palace, and the grievances piled up, forming the Hundred Ghost Cave.

However, thanks to the dragon energy in the emperor, the Hundred Ghost Cave has always had little influence on the people in the palace. I discovered it accidentally when I went to the palace. "

The cute baby squatted on the ground with his chin in his hands, listening to the stories told by the ancestor Hongyuan, with his big eyes shining brightly.

Many ghosts were floating around, still noisy, but no longer attacking the cute babies and the others.

The Netherworld Pearl slowly rotated in the mid-air above Meng Bao's head, and the colorful light covered the ghost figures, slowly absorbing the black aura of resentful ghosts.

"Then Master, what is the reason for the formation of the Hundred Ghost Cave here?"

Ancestor Hongyuan laughed heartily in the cute baby's consciousness, "You can't go out as a teacher. This teacher really can't solve it for you, so you need to find the answer by yourself."

"But Master, they have all lost their intelligence and soul form. The cute baby cannot ask or understand."

Ancestor Hongyuan sighed, "So let the Netherworld Pearl purify their grievances and see if there is still a possibility of recovery..."

"what--"

Before Patriarch Hongyuan finished speaking, he heard a shouting from above his head.

"Someone has come in." Ancestor Hongyuan looked slightly solemn.

"Huh? It's Uncle Xiao Wang." The cute baby stood up, widened his eyes, and raised his little head to confirm.

Xiao Wang suddenly fell down, but slowly and lightly landed in front of the cute baby.

He curled up, covered his head and kept shouting. The sweat beads on his head had different colors due to the colorful light of the Nether Pearl, and his furrowed brows seemed to be penetrated by something.

"Uncle Xiao Wang, what's wrong with you?" Mengbao noticed something was wrong with him and quickly pushed his shoulder.

"Cute baby, cute baby..." Xiao Wang heard the cute baby's voice, but the pain made him unable to open his eyes or even support him, so he just murmured subconsciously.

The cute baby's eyes widened and he said, "Master, I saw Uncle Xiao Wang's previous life..."

For anyone, Mengbao has not specifically seen their past lives, unless necessary or requested by the other party.

Xiao Wang was the first to expose the shadow of his past life to her.

The cute baby moved closer to see clearly, and suddenly heard a buzzing sound from around him.

The buzzing sound hit the eardrums, and even the cute baby was so shocked that he instinctively covered his ears.

Then, an incredible scene happened.

I saw a huge white shadow that seemed to emerge from the ground and slowly floated towards Xiao Wang.

The white shadow was surrounded by white light, and its shape could not be seen clearly. However, combined with Xiao Wang's past life at that moment, Mengbao could conclude that it was a broken knife.

The closer you are, the more it looks like.At this time, the surrounding scene also changed.

The flying speed of those black shadows actually slowed down until they stood still, no longer resisting the Nether Pearl to absorb their resentment like they did at the beginning.

The cute baby saw Xiao Wang's past life.

In his previous life, he wore silver armor and leather shoes, holding a silver-moon sword, and galloped across the battlefield. In the flash of the sword, enemies died.

He fought against enemies many times and won many victories.

After retreating from the enemy for the last time, when he returned in triumph, he was followed by thousands of warriors and supported by millions of people, but he was ambushed.

The knife was broken.

He could obviously resist, escape, and continue to live in glory, but he still died.

For the sake of the thousands of soldiers following him, he chose to commit suicide with a broken knife.

He died without any complaints, with a smile on his lips. Since the superiors asked him to die, then he would die.

He is not foolishly loyal. His loyalty is not to those in high positions, but to the thousands of people he cares about.

Why would a king let his ministers die? He only knows that if he does not die, his subordinates will die. If he does not die, the government will be in civil strife and the people will suffer.

Therefore, he chose to die.

He was a general in the third life, and died tragically in the third life. The sword that had been following him in the third life became broken.

"Woo..." The buzzing sound coming from the broken knife sounded like whimpering or crying.

Xiao Wang's headache gradually subsided, he put down his hand, and when he looked up, he saw the broken knife floating in front of his eyes.

"Jie Jie...General..." Many black shadows around him slowly twisted and turned into human shapes.

Many warriors wearing armor were transparent, skeletal, and pale.

The cute baby couldn't hear the words clearly, and only vaguely heard the word "general".

"Little cute boy, have you seen that broken knife? This is the reason why the Hundred Ghost Cave is formed here. This thing gathers spirits."

Of course the cute baby understood, she saw Xiao Wang's past life.

"Master, Uncle Xiao Wang's previous life was called Yuan Zheng, and he was a great general."

"Yuan Zheng? The soldiers of the Yuan family are strong and strong. This General Yuan Zheng is very famous in history. He is the most capable member of the general family."

Xiao Wang held the broken knife in his hand and thought of all the things in his previous life, but he became a little panicked.

"Cute baby." Xiao Wang's aura seemed to have changed, but his eyes towards the cute baby remained the same.

"Uncle Xiao Wang." Mengbao stepped forward and held his arm.

Xiao Wang looked at the many ghosts around him, "Cute baby, Uncle Xiao Wang wants to ask you something."

The cute baby nodded, "Are you going to save them?"

Xiao Wang nodded, then shook his head, "It's been too long, and I don't know if their souls are still intact. I don't know if they have an afterlife, but I want them to be alive and have an afterlife.

They were all loyal soldiers serving the country and the people, and they died because of me.

I am not afraid of life and death, nor do I care about life and death, so I successfully entered the underworld and entered reincarnation. However, their obsession was too deep, so they stayed here forever.

They all followed me to death. "

Some were killed by the royal family, and some committed suicide out of frustration.

The cute baby glanced at the overlapping ghost figures, there were probably tens of thousands of them. (End of chapter)