Feeling more and more anxious in his heart, the ghost cried and fell down Cai Wei and Da Lang, rode the big black horse all the way, and hurried to Yangjia Village.

The snow was not heavy, it fell for a while, and then it stopped.

The big black horse was covered with mud and rushed into the village, and the ghost cried and jumped into the yard. There were a lot of people in the courtyard, which made the ghost cry and his heart sank.

"Ann boy, you're finally back, come in. An elder said.

Ghost Cry broke in, at the door of the bedroom, and ran into Nangong, only to see Nangong's eyes red, she was obviously relieved, and said, "Come in." ”

He walked through the door with heavy steps, and the uncle lay on the bed, too weak to look good.

Ghost Cry pulled out his knife and tried to cure the uncle, but the uncle shook his head with difficulty.

"Uncle, don't worry, my knife can cure diseases, as long as you go down with a knife, you can get up from this bed alive. The ghost cried softly comforting.

The uncle is obviously sick, although it is abrupt, but it is not strange.

Under such a ghost weather, where can ordinary old people stand it, even if the uncle is strong and suddenly can't afford to get sick, it is not unexpected.

"Come here. Returning to the light, the uncle's cheeks suddenly became rosy.

Ghost Cry's heart trembled, and he saw the intention of death in the eyes of his uncle.

The long knife in his hand fell to the ground, and Ghost Cry stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and shook the uncle's hand hard.

"I've been deceiving myself. The uncle's voice was hoarse, and his face was painful: "I have been lying to myself to tell myself that An Boy is still alive......"

His heart trembled, and Ghost Cry's eyes suddenly widened, as if something was choked in his throat, and his hands trembled.

"I've been lying to myself, telling myself that you are Ann boy, my good nephew, but, I just know......"

Tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, and the uncle actually cried: "You are you...... You're never my Ann boy, aren't you......"

"Why ......" the ghost's crying voice also became hoarse: "Why don't you expose me." ”

"Because I can feel ......" Uncle's eyes became misty: "You are not an boy, but... But... And the most important person to him, like a twin brother, but he has no brothers!

Rumble!

A thunderbolt exploded in Devil Cry's heart, and countless memories came flooding back.

Is he Luo Kai?

No, he's not.

After Luo Kai went to hell, he gained a lot of memories and became a ghost with Luo Kai as the main body.

Is he the ghost?

No, he is now a living person, a man of flesh and blood, a man with beloved ones.

So, is he Yang An?

No, he has Yang An's body, Yang An's memory, and even some Yang An's soul, but he is not Yang An after all.

I am Ghost Cry, Da Hei's brother, Cai Wei's eldest brother, Nangong's husband, Dazui's friend, Da Lang's master, Shushan's elder, and ......

Ghost Cry looked at the dying old man in front of him and said, "Uncle, I'm your nephew, Ghost Cry!"

The uncle smiled, smiled very happily, and after a while, he asked again: "What about Ann boy, where is he, and can I still see him after the uncle dies?"

"No, you can't. The ghost cried, "Because, he's been here all along!"

Uncle watched the ghost cry, looked carefully, and smiled with relief: "An boy." ”

"In. ”

"Your first son, don't believe in ghosts. ”

"No matter how many sons. The ghost cried and said affirmatively: "All surnamed Yang." ”

"Okay, okay, uncle, this is relieved. Uncle said, his eyes about to close.

Ghost Cry was anxious, even if he knew that the uncle wanted to die, even if he had seen through life and death, he still couldn't watch the uncle die in front of him.

He turned around sharply and picked up the long knife on the ground, and slashed through the uncle's body, instantly consuming most of the demonic energy.

Then, when he breathed a sigh of relief, the uncle closed his eyes, and the breath of life disappeared.

This is the first person he has not been able to save since his sword skills are truly successful.

The long knife fell to the ground again, and the ghost cried out of the door in despair: "He, go." ”

Uncle is gone, and the ghost crying is not too sad and sad, but there is an irrepressible sadness in my heart, not because of the uncle's death, but because something seems to have left him, leaving him empty.

At night, Ghost Cry hugged Nangong tightly, it was so tight that it almost stuffed her into his body.

Now, he is so afraid, so afraid that any of Nangong, Caiwei, and Da Hei will leave him.

This fear has surpassed my fear of hell.

"Don't be afraid. Nangong gently soothed the ghost cry, his fingers dug deep into his thick hair, and swiped across his scalp: "I'm here." ”

"Uncle, why did you fall suddenly, and why didn't you see your aunt?"

"Hey!" Nangong sighed: "Last year, my aunt's body began to have problems, and I had a serious illness this summer, so I couldn't hold on anymore, just because I was worried about my uncle, so I survived until I ......"

"Until we come back. ”

"Yes, she was relieved until we came back, and then the day after you went to Shu Mountain, she fell. After she fell, Uncle couldn't follow closely, but he just wanted to see you for the last time, so he held on until now. ”

Ghost Cry closed his eyes and said no more.

The eldest aunt didn't expect that she was not the real Yang An, but just a part of Yang An, and when she left, the uncle was completely gone.

......

On the second day, Cai Wei came back in a hurry.

What I saw was a piece of white pigment.

At the gate, she seemed to have lost all her strength and fell to her knees. And the relationship between the uncle and the aunt, she is deeper than the ghost crying, over the years of getting along, she has always felt the care from the two elders, the two elders are also proud of her, every time she talks about her in front of outsiders, her eyebrows are flying.

And now, they left, so suddenly, without any precautions, without giving her the slightest chance to prepare, and they didn't even see the last side.

In a gloomy cloud, he dealt with the aftermath of the two old men.

Then, the family went to Tianfu City, where they would meet with the Shu army, and then go out of Shu together, cross the Central Plains, and go to the north bank of the Great River to support the Great Zhou, and fight the Wu army.

......

The carriage crossed the muddy road, and there was a dead silence in the carriage.

Ghost Cry and Da Lang were outside, and the three women in the carriage were all frowning.

The Red Fairy hugged Nangong's arm tightly, and in the past few days, she had fallen into a deep panic.

Since that day, she suddenly felt that the sky had fallen, and the demonic qi in her body had become very abnormal, which directly caused the red fairy itself to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made her feel very uneasy, and only by smelling the smell of Nangong could she feel slightly at ease.

Nangong and Cai Wei also obviously felt this way, but because of the events of the past few days, they were not in the mood to pay attention to the demonic energy in their bodies.

The carriage outside began to slow down, and in front of it, a towering city wall appeared in front of it.