I dug the grave of the God of War

Chapter 87 Resolve
In the land of mind.

The mandrill has been controlled by evil thoughts, waving its claws to attack the old lady and hurt innocent people. The entire place of mind is crumbling, and it can no longer be tolerated here.

Wu Luoyang's face was stern.

He stretched out his right hand to condense the fire energy, muttered something in his mouth, quickly drew a spell in the void, and threw it out with a wave of his sword finger.

"Destroy the evil curse, go -"

A fire-colored rune quickly shot toward the mandrill.

The powerful pressure made the mandrill's eyes full of fear. This time, it did not persist in resisting, but immediately let go of its hand to avoid the rune's attack.

A warm hand took it into his arms without hesitation, and locked his arms tightly to protect it.

"Grandma!"

Wu Luoyang's eyes were shocked, and it was too late to collect the runes.

The weak grandma tried her best to protect the mandrill tightly in her arms. She blocked the rune attack for it and fell to the ground.

The mandrill was slightly startled.

The next second, it turned into a streak of smoke and ran away.

"Grandma!"

When Wu Luoyang saw this, he immediately stepped forward and squatted down, helping his grandma to sit up.

Grandma Wen waved her hand gently towards Wu Luoyang. When she raised her face, her cheeks reflected two flashes of water, and her turbid tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"I'm fine."

"Grandma..."

Faced with this scene, Wu Luoyang was obviously at a loss and called out softly.

Grandma didn't know whether she was remembering something sad or because the pain in her body was unbearable. Every time her eyes flickered, she shed a tear. She didn't respond to Wu Luoyang's words. She just sat there silently and shed tears, as if she was trying to suppress the pain. All the pain in my heart was poured out with tears.

Wu Luoyang waited quietly.

After a long time, Grandma Wen finally spoke.

"It's my daughter's soul, sealed in the mandrill's body by me."

Hearing this, Wu Luoyang was shocked.

The old lady's eyes were wandering, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was telling Wu Luoyang what happened that year as a story, and all she could hear was her eloquent talk.

When they were young, they gave birth to four daughters. If they could not give birth to a son, they would be laughed at and looked down upon by the villagers.

When the old lady was pregnant with her fifth child, she used questioning methods to find out that there was another baby girl in her belly, and she gave it up herself...

That winter, it rained heavily, and she personally went up the mountain to take it to the burial ground.

After all, mother and daughter were destined to be together, and they didn't want to see it become a lonely ghost on the mountain, so the old lady spent half her life cultivating it and sealed it into the body of the mandrill.

Because of this, the old lady's frail body suffered from a cough caused by the cold, and she suffered from an old asthma problem. She became sick with guilt and could not let go or forgive herself.

Later, when Wen Qiqi was a child, he went to the mountains with his cousins ​​to play, and for some reason he provoked the mandrill. That night, the old lady tried her best to seal it away again.

Since then, the old lady stopped and never asked any questions from the villagers.

No one knew about this incident except Grandma Wen herself. She spent her whole life trying to atone for the guilt in her heart.

"Luoyang."

The old lady wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and said to her, "If you see it again, can you promise me not to hurt it?"

Wu Luoyang pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

The evil thoughts in the mandrill have appeared, and it cannot exist in this world.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the old lady lowered her head sadly.

When Wu Luoyang opened his eyes, the old lady on the bed also slowly opened her eyes. Uncle Wen and the Wen family members rushed up to him and asked the old lady questions one after another.

Quietly next to the edge of the bed, withdrawing from the crowd.

After walking out of the house, Wu Luoyang walked straight to the door without stopping, reached out and pushed open the side door and walked out.

Du Surui also followed.

A mandrill hair wrapped in Yuan Qi floated in mid-air, automatically tracking the mandrill, leading Wu Luoyang and Du Su Rui through the back mountain of the pear forest.

The branches and leaves on both sides of the mountain road were lush, and the moonlight shone on them, enough for them to see the road clearly.

Stretching out his right hand to gather the fire energy, Wu Luoyang placed the energy on the soles of his shoes to prevent his feet from slipping. Du Surui also had his own way to keep walking quickly in the snow.The two of them quickly ran up the mountain towards the cemetery.

When the mandrill enters the burial ground, it is like returning to his own territory.

It raised its head and howled at the moon, and a dark wind suddenly rose around it. The shadowy figures on the unknown grave surrounded Wu Luoyang and Du Surui.

I!
Grass--

"so much!"

Du Surui exclaimed, shocked by this scene, and did not dare to neglect, and immediately cast a spell to collect the soul.

A burst of fire energy opened the door to the underworld, making it easier for Du Suri to move.

Wu Luoyang went to deal with the mandrill.

Grandma’s wish.

Wu Luoyang couldn't use the demon-killing spell to directly scatter its soul, so he could only destroy its evil spirit first, then capture its soul, and finally send it to the underworld for reincarnation.

Although the mandrill has brute strength, fortunately it has only been cultivated for a few decades, so it is not difficult to deal with.

Wu Luoyang lightly raised his sword finger and waved a soul-binding spell, directly pulling out the soul sealed in the mandrill's body.

He waved his hand and threw it directly into the gate of the underworld.

Standing in front of the spiritually fluctuating door, Wu Luoyang saw the shadow that was not yet human. It seemed to be unwilling and tried to break out many times.

"Yan Jun will find a suitable home for you, go where you should go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Luoyang waved out a burst of fire energy to send him away.

Du Surui also threw the orphan souls he received at the gate of the underworld. There were so many that they filled the top of the mountain. They were male, female, small, and shapeless.

"Put down the resentment in your heart, enter this door, and you can re-enter the path of reincarnation and no longer suffer from the wandering soul. Are you willing to go?"

Wu Luoyang opened his mouth and gave them the choice.

These shadows whispered to each other and swayed unsteadily. They had had enough of the mandrill's bullying, and now they could re-enter the reincarnation. Soon a shadow took the lead and walked in.

After a while, all the shadows disappeared.

These lonely souls in the back mountain have been dissolved. Wu Luoyang felt the ghost mark in her hand was slightly warm. She closed her eyes and felt it. This wave of merit increased her cultivation value a lot.

The two came down from the mountain.

Du Surui was pulled away by her cousin, and it could be seen that the expression on her face was very unhappy.

"Aren't you going in?"

Dusuri asked the person standing at the door.

"I want to be alone."

Wu Luoyang stepped up, turned around and walked towards the big stone not far from the gate.

Standing under the cold moonlight.

Looking at the rolling dark mountains in the distance, Wu Luoyang's heart was filled with congestion. He thought about thousands of reasons for the grudge between Grandma Wen and Mandrill, but he never expected that it would be this kind of cause and effect in the end.

A child abandoned by his mother, his resentment towards his mother turns into an evil spirit that hurts people; a mother feels guilty about what she has done, and although she tries her best to make amends afterwards, it still doesn't help. Both of them are unable to let go. Any obsession in your heart will never end well.

Wu Luoyang thought about his own life experience and felt secretly sad.

Why did she abandon her in the first place?
Although she was sometimes confused, Wu Luoyang had never resented the mother she had never met. Her master had told her since she was a child: There is no mother in the world who doesn't love her children. Maybe she really has her own difficulties.

Wu Luoyang was thankful.

Fortunately, God was merciful and allowed her to meet a master who loved her, as well as a senior brother and senior sister to keep her company, but it was inevitable that she would have some regrets in her heart.

There were footsteps behind me, approaching from far away.

Wu Luoyang's eyes moved, and he felt the Mu Yuanqi that belonged to him approaching from ten steps away. He knew who the person was and didn't look back.

"By collecting those lonely ghosts, you can accumulate a lot of merit, which will help you make a breakthrough."

Zhan Yunye stood with his hands behind his back, coming uninvited.

After all, National Treasure Town is right next to Chishui Town. With his ability, this distance is not difficult.

"You led that mandrill down the mountain."

When Wu Luoyang spoke, he didn't even use questions, but was very sure.

(End of this chapter)