Binyue Town, a small house in the southwest corner, the location is extremely remote, this is the ancestral house of Ye Bin's family, and several households next to it have moved to the center of the town early, the house is divided into three houses, all of which are green tile wood, and it looks like it has a year. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the yard of seven or eight zhang square, overgrown with weeds, spider webs are everywhere in the beams of the house, and spiders crawl on it, presumably they have not been taken care of for a long time.

With the door of the courtyard creaked, there were three people holding two umbrellas and walking in, Ye Bin, Yan Feng, and Shu Weixiu.

"This is my family's ancestral house, my parents have passed away early, for more than ten years, everything has been annoying, and I don't have time to come back to take care of it, don't mind if it's a little dirty. ”

Uncle Ye was serious. ”

Ye Bin walked into the courtyard with Yan Feng, and then walked towards the room on the left, which was also the house where Ye Bin and his wife lived in the early years, and it was also their wedding room.

Now that Ye's mother has passed away and returned to this place, the so-called Ye Luo has returned to the roots, which must be the truth.

"Uncle Weixiu, you are guarding outside. ”

Yan Feng tilted his head slightly to speak, and after Shu Weixiu nodded respectfully, he took the umbrella and stood outside the door.

As soon as he walked into the house, Yan Feng saw that the ground of this room was still black muddy, and the old calendars hung on all sides.

But these are not important, Yan Feng's eyes focused on the small bed against the wall in the room, the bed is wooden, it can be seen that there are many wood chips eaten by insects and ants at the bottom of the bed, and it will not be almost falling apart for many years.

Ye Mu was lying on the bed, with a peaceful face and a kind smile, and it seemed that she was not tortured when she left.

Ye Bin walked in front of his wife, looked at this face that had been around for decades day and night, and watched her change from young to old and twilight, but what remained unchanged was her heart.

Xiaoling was most afraid of pain before she died, but when she left, the pain was extreme as soon as possible, but she kept smiling and leaving, she said, if Xiaoyu came back, then she could still see her mother's smiling face. ”

Ye Bin had a smile on his face, but there were tears in his eyes, and his voice echoed faintly in this room, this word fell on Yan Feng's heart, but it was like a 10,000-pound boulder.

"Uncle Ye, I still want to mourn. ”

In this situation, Yan Feng's own mood is also indescribable, except for the word mourning, he really can't say anything else.

Looking at the hazy smoke and rain outside, the soul needs to be summoned at night, not that the harsh wind can't do it during the day, but Ye Mu can't stand it, this kind of weak new soul can't stand the slightest daylight at all.

Time passed slowly, the sky did not change, the whole day was in the smoke and rain, during which the owner of the coffin shop also asked someone to send the Nanmu coffin over.

When Yan Feng sent it, Yan Feng looked at it, the material of this coffin is indeed good, and it should be a high-quality nanmu.

At night, the rain also comes, and the spring rain is like this, day after day, night after night.

Ye Mu's body was also moved from the original hut to the middle room, which is generally a lobby for receiving guests, and there is no room to live in.

is also a land of black soil, in the Nanmu coffin, Ye Bin put on her favorite red dress in front of Ye's mother, this skirt is old, but it is the first skirt that Ye Bin gave her when he married Ye Bin.

Changing into this red dress, this is Ye's mother's will before her death, incense candles, which are also lit in front of the coffin.

"Uncle Ye. ”

Yan Feng glanced at the sky outside, it was already completely dark, and looked at Ye Bin, who was standing next to the coffin with a haggard face.

"Let's get started. ”

Yan Feng could hear that Ye Bin's voice trembled slightly, obviously with emotional excitement about what was coming.

Nodding, Yan Feng's hand was a little towards Ye Mu's body in the air, and when it came to his cultivation, the conjuring spirit was no longer as troublesome as those rural Taoist priests, and he could directly use the cultivation to forcibly bring it out.

With Yan Feng's move, there is a layer of illusion on Ye Mu's body, which is Ye Mu's soul.

With confusion in his eyes, the soul that had not left his body was still in a state of chaos at the moment, Yan Feng's hand waved down again, and in an instant, the confusion in Ye Mu's eyes dissipated.

"Xiaoling. ”

Ye Bin, who was on the side, looked at his wife's soul and shouted softly, and suddenly there were tears in his eyes.

Ye Mu's soul also saw Ye Bin, and was slightly surprised at first, but then laughed: "I'm a lot older, and I'm still crying, Xiaofeng is still there, are you ashamed." ”

Hearing Ye Mu's voice, Ye Bin couldn't hold back anymore and actually cried.

When Yan Feng saw this scene, his heart was pantothenic, and he looked at the souls of Ye Bin and Ye Mu.

"Auntie, I have something to tell you. ”

Mother Ye walked out of the coffin with her illusory body, turned her head to look at Yan Feng, with a loving smile on her face, she naturally knew that she could still see her old man thanks to Yan Feng.

"Xiaofeng, if you have something, you can just say it. ”

"Since the last time I visited you, I went to find Shiyu's whereabouts, and finally I found her whereabouts. ”

As soon as Yan Feng's words came out, not only Ye Mu, but even Ye Bin, who was in tears, was stunned for a moment, and his face was full of excitement.

"I don't have the power to bring her back right now, but I can assure you that she hasn't been harmed. ”

Yan Feng's words were like a reassuring pill, and Ye's mother finally showed a relieved smile on her face, and she was thinking about her daughter until she died.

This is her only regret in this life.

"Uncle and aunt, I'm sorry"

Yan Feng bowed down, this sentence is sorry, from the heart.

"Xiaofeng, your uncle and I don't blame you, even if your aunt and I reach the last moment of our lives, we still don't blame you. Mother Ye had a smile on her face at the moment, originally he had always thought that his daughter was gone, but now he suddenly brought back the news.

No matter what, as long as you don't die, there is hope.

"Uncle and aunt, in this case, the little nephew will go outside to guard first, and you can say goodbye. “

After speaking, Yan Feng turned around and walked to the house.

Ye Mu's soul has been recruited by herself, which is equivalent to forcibly advancing her first seven, not surprisingly, Yin Si's soul hook envoy will come at three o'clock when he arrives, Yan Feng stands outside the door, tonight, he is here to guard, as long as he brings Ye Mu's soul to the Yin Yang Gate before sunrise.

As for the soul seducer, Yan Feng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Shu Weixiu stood behind him, Xiaojiao yawned loudly, and the rain in the sky was still dripping.

At the same time, the Su family in the south of the Yangtze River, blood, covering the night, became the only color of the hundred-mile mansion group, two old men, one tall and thin, one short and fat, standing on the roof of the Su family's ancestral hall, looking at the blood that stretched for hundreds of miles, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Countless Yin corpses of all kinds were biting in the crowd, chasing the people of the Su family

Under the moonlight, there was a figure, with blue scales all over his body, and everywhere he went, blood splattered dozens of feet, killing to his heart's content.