I dug the grave of the God of War

Facing the constant disintegration and dissipation of Grandma Wen's soul body, Wu Luoyang felt powerless for the first time. He could only watch helplessly and could not do anything for his grandmother.

Xu Tianyuan sighed softly.

He didn't say anything to comfort him, he just raised his hand and landed on Wu Luoyang's shoulder, patted it gently and said, "Let's go."

Birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws that no one can change. Life, separation and death are also experiences that everyone has to face. Although the people who leave are very unkind to the living, they will eventually leave her slowly and will not meet again. .

Since Wu Luoyang has chosen this path, she will have to face this sooner or later. This is why Xu Tianyuan asked her to personally break the reason why Grandma Wen's soul was controlled by evil spirits.

In other words, perhaps one day in the future, Wu Luoyang may have to face the loss of her closest relatives, such as her master, uncle, brothers and sisters.

inside the house.

Wu Luoyang opened his eyes.

Wen Qiqi, who was standing next to him, hurriedly asked: "Luoyang, how is grandma doing?"

Wu Luoyang put down his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, not daring to look directly into Wen Qiqi's anxious eyes, and softly replied: "Grandma is free."

Wen Qiqi wanted to ask something else.

Wu Luoyang turned around and left.

Looking at the cold figure walking to the door, Wen Qiqi wondered if she had asked the wrong question, which made Wu Luoyang seem a little unhappy.

Turning his head and looking at Xu Tianyuan who was also awake behind the table opposite, Wen Qiqi couldn't help but ask again: "Master, what happened to my grandma?"

Xu Tianyuan did not answer immediately.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the slender figure who disappeared at the door, and then said a fact in a low voice: "Your grandma turned into an evil spirit, and Luoyang has been defeated."

"Grandma, evil spirit?"

Wen Qiqi looked surprised, then shook her head in disbelief, "How is it possible? Grandma asked me for help last night, how could she become an evil spirit..."

They must have made a mistake!
  Looking at Master Wu Leiting beside him, Wen Qiqi grabbed Wu Leiting's arm and shook it rapidly, and asked with a choked voice: "Master Leiting, they must have made a mistake. Please tell me, my grandma How could such a good person like her become an evil spirit? How did she become an evil spirit?"

Master Wu Lei pursed his lips slightly.

Only when the soul is completely occupied by Sha, the state of mind collapses, and the soul body is replaced by Sha, can it be called an evil spirit.

"Your grandma was trapped and became an evil spirit."

Xu Tianyuan's words were like a thunderbolt falling on Wen Qiqi's ears, and he was stunned.

The fingers that grabbed Wu Leiting's arm were loosened one by one, and finally hung limply on both sides of his body. Wen Qiqi didn't move for a long time like a statue.

Grandma was imprisoned and raised as an evil spirit.

These words hit Wen Qiqi's heart hard, causing tearing pain.

Grandma sent her a distress signal three nights ago. If she had told Wu Luoyang immediately at that time and asked her to help her, would she not have turned into an evil spirit?
  However, there is no if.

"How could this be?"

After a long time, Wen Qiqi asked softly, the crystal clear eyes rolling.

How could this happen? Xu Tianyuan couldn't answer Wen Qiqi's question.

Who is it that wants to hold Grandma Wen's soul to raise evil? When she asked the spirit just now, Grandma Wen said that she didn't know who that person was, but she could vaguely see a black Taoist robe.

Thinking of something, Xu Tianyuan spoke again, and gave Wen Qiqi a few serious words: "After you go back, ask your family to look under the land sign in your grandma's cemetery to see if there is anything. Ask someone to clear it and destroy it so that it will not affect you anymore." You’re lucky, you won’t have nightmares anymore.”

Wen Qiqi didn't know if she heard clearly. She squeezed the bag in her hand and turned to leave silently.

Walking to the door, he turned his face slightly.

Glancing at Wu Luoyang, who was standing by the door with his back against the wall, she lowered her head and looked at her toes. Wen Qiqi didn't say anything and walked towards the car on the roadside.

The car leaves.

Wu Luoyang slowly raised his head, his eyes calm again.

He reached out and took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Du Surui, asking him to rush to Wen's house when he had time to find the things left by the evil cultivator in Grandma Wen's grave. At the same time.

The underground secret room of Du Hongyuan's study in the Du family manor.

Du Surui just came to the master's study to find some books on Juqi Taoism. He accidentally touched the calligraphy and paintings on the wall and found a twisting mechanism. Then he discovered this room hidden under the study of master Du Hongyuan. 's secret room.

There was an eerie atmosphere in the underground chamber. The white candle on the candlestick flickered weakly, but it was enough to illuminate the outline of the statue.

The face of the black-faced statue directly above is serious and solemn, and the eyes are deep and full of gloomy majesty. It seems to exude a mysterious power that makes people shudder.

"Master's study actually contains such a world, how come I didn't know about it?"

Du Surui was horrified. She walked carefully and looked at the surrounding decorations carefully.

The walls of the secret room are made of black stone, and there are some ancient runes and mysterious patterns engraved on the walls, which seem to have some kind of magic power.

He came closer and carefully looked at these ancient runes and felt that they were very strange. He thought for a moment and then took a photo with his mobile phone.

This secret room hides some unknown power and secrets. The mysterious atmosphere and energy exuded by the statues and ancient runes, especially the dark eyes of the black-faced statues, are so sharp that they can see through people's hearts, making people want to get away.

Dusuri lowered his head and did not look into the eyes of the statue, pursed his lips and thought for a moment.

Could it be that the black thread in Master's hand is related to the black-faced statue above?

If what Wu Luoyang said is true, and Master Du Hongyuan is also controlled by the Dark Lord, then could the black and shiny statue that Master worships above be...

The Dark Lord? !
  Du Surui's eyes were startled, and his heart was stirred up again.

Ding-dong-

Information prompts come in on your mobile phone.

Du Surui hurriedly took out his cell phone and opened it and took a look. It was actually sent to him by Wu Luoyang, asking him to take some time to go to the Wen family in National Treasure Town. Something happened to Grandma Wen's tomb.

clap clap-

There was an urgent sound of footsteps coming down the stairs leading down from the entrance above.

Du Surui's eyes moved, and she put away her phone calmly, turned around, stared at the dark entrance, and waited quietly for the person's arrival.

After a few seconds.

A familiar black figure appeared at the basement entrance.

"Who?!"

The other party yelled angrily in a low voice, his tone mixed with panic and annoyance at having discovered the secret room.

"Master, it's me."

The familiar voice made Du Surui's heart gradually sink.

Hearing that it was Du Surui's voice, Du Hongyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked over in a few steps, and raised his eyes slightly to look at the black-faced statue.

Seeing that the statue had its eyes closed, he didn't say much. He just said to Du Su Rui:
  "follow me."

Du Hongyuan did not stay, but immediately left the basement with Du Surui.

Back to the study.

Du Hongyuan closed the entrance to the secret room behind him, and the mural returned to its original position, as if it had never been opened.

Sitting in the Taishi chair behind the desk, Du Hongyuan frowned.

"Who asked you to go to the secret room?"

"I discovered it by accident. I was curious so I went down to take a look."

Du Surui raised her feet and sat on the chair opposite, lowered her head slightly, played with the Buddhist string he picked up from the desk casually, and asked again: "Master, which deity is the statue in your secret room?" Why haven’t I seen it? It’s not God Xuantian, not Taishang Laojun, Tathagata Buddha, or Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.”