Someone is coming
"You do not believe?"
The young master continued: "That day when grandpa called you alone, what did he say to you? Let me guess, did he say that it doesn't matter if you didn't choose? If you didn't choose, just go out for a walk and relax."
Nayaguo's face was stiff, her lips opened and closed several times, and she had nothing to say.
Obviously, he guessed correctly.
The young master tapped the armrest of the chair and said with his lips: "That's it. There are so many soul poison cups in the clan. Where do you think so many medicine introductions come from?"
"Cultivation of the medicinal primer is not just about burying the best mineral crystals, but also requires that the cultivation container itself has high witchcraft qualifications and strength. This is the key point."
He raised his eyes to the sky and asked, "Where do these containers come from?"
"There are so many children born in each generation in the clan. They are descendants of grandpa and are taught by priests. Their qualifications and strength are certainly not bad, but they are not the best containers."
Na Yaoguo's eyes were dim, with only a little hope filling her eyes, "You mean, those who don't choose the Young Patriarch will be made into ghost dolls? They will become containers for cultivating medicine introduction."
The young master nodded and revealed another shocking secret in a calm tone.
The huge fright made Na Yaguo lose consciousness.
Could it be that he is not dead yet?
Zhang Zheng felt the breath of death coming from his body, and could not detect any breath of life. He was indeed a dead person.
He was tall, tall and strong, just like what she remembered from childhood. His broad shoulders were once her favorite place to play horse riding. She had lay in his warm arms countless times, and he was under her mother's gentle caress.
He hummed and fell asleep, entering a sweet dream.
As if receiving the order in an instant, the black-robed figure turned around and strode to follow.
Seeing that Na Yaoguo didn't refute, the young master was a little surprised, "Don't you doubt it?"
Zhang Zheng had been looking at the black-robed figure attentively, so he did not miss his shoulder muscles that trembled due to Na Yaguo's words. They were extremely weak and difficult to catch.
He took two steps without looking back and shouted generously: "Dad, let's go."
Logically speaking, a person who has lost all three souls and is left with only seven souls is actually dead, and his body is like a walking corpse, and he will not react subconsciously to a certain person.
However, she won't tell anyone else this because it's not necessary.
There are three souls in life: the heavenly soul, fetal light, also known as the light of life. When the fetal light dissipates, the life breath dissipates, which symbolizes death; the earth soul, the refreshing spirit, is the soul involved in cause and effect; and the human soul, the ghost spirit, is also called the corpse-guarding soul.
"Of course it's to escape this fate."
Not to mention that Na Yaguo is only over a hundred years old, how could she have such an old grandfather.
Just kidding, Grandpa Nayaguo has lived for who knows how long. To be able to achieve such an achievement, the cultivation time must not be short. Even if witchcraft can lead to a great path in a short time, it will not be too short. The cultivation time must be at least
More than ten thousand years.
"I..." Na Yaoguo muffled out one word and lowered her head. Her voice was weak and almost inaudible, "I know."
Na Yao said stiffly: "I won't fight with you, then daddy..."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the grandpa you have called me for so long is not your real grandpa."
"Hey! What are you doing?"
This can't help but make people quite surprised and sighing. Even if the three souls are gone and only the seven souls are trapped in the body and cannot escape, they can still remember a person. This is such a deep obsession.
Na Yaguo suddenly said, "What about the young patriarch who is elected every time?"
The young master confessed: "Yes, daddy was the last young patriarch, and now he has become the high priest."
"Then why do you still want to fight for the position of young patriarch?"
Facing the young master's ridicule, Nayaguo didn't react at all. She just lowered her head, feeling depressed and low, and didn't even raise her head to watch.
The young master looked straight into Na Yaguo's evasive eyes, "So, you still don't want to talk to daddy now, okay?"
Na Yaguo remained silent, not for anything else, but because she knew better. For example, it was her mother who helped her father seek help from a foreign woman and fled, and it was her mother who captured her father and came back.
It's not a greeting, but an "I know" that I don't know where to say.
"He didn't fall in love and escape to another world with a foreign woman, but he knew what would happen to him once his mother died, so he begged the powerful foreign woman he met to take him away.
.It’s a pity that the alien woman is indeed powerful, but it is not enough to resist the power that the high priest gave his life for. You also know what happened next..."
A voice suddenly came from the distance, stopping the young master in his tracks, and Na Yaguo suddenly raised her head.
The young master looked back at her and continued: "Grandpa, oh, maybe he should be called the ancestor. He has killed many descendants with his own hands. How can such a butcher like you?"
The young master glanced disdainfully at Na Yaguo, who had a blank look on his face, "You don't have to think about competing with us. Your talent is too poor, and our ancestors will not choose you."
What is even more suspicious is that there are so many high priests in the clan. Even if one generation can have sixty or seventy children, they still cannot bear the consumption of these ten thousand years. There must have been countless generations in the middle, and perhaps all the young clan leaders have been selected.
I don’t know how many more.
The three souls and seven souls all carry some memories, but the memories carried by the seven souls are very few. Only the most profound memories will remain in the seven souls, and this memory can miraculously affect the body to react.
Who could actually make them care so much?
The young master's expression was contemptuous, but his faint tone revealed the frightening ugliness of this witch and Gu clan, "Our ancestors only leave one person as the young clan leader in each generation. This person is one of the most qualified, and he breeds without stopping.
Give birth to a son to reserve the Yao Yinzi container for the next generation. When the ancestors think he is useless, he can be made into a Gu doll and become the Yao Yinzi cultivation container, following in the footsteps of his brothers and sisters."
"It's a breeding tool."
Na Yaoguo glanced at him and said, "I'm not that stupid." She had already guessed this, but she just didn't seek confirmation.
The young master said matter-of-factly: "The ancestor is going to become a witch. After becoming a witch, he will leave this place. The young patriarch elected this time will not be reduced to a breeding tool. He will take over the position of the ancestor and will no longer be a fisherman."
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"Your real grandfather may have died at his hands a long time ago."
Compared to Song Lian, who looked surprised and curious, Zhang Zheng was calm because she had expected it.
Seeing that she had already said hello, the young master stood up and was about to leave. Before leaving, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to Na Yaguo and said with a smile: "Daddy must have never thought that his most beloved child would not even say "daddy" now.
Willing to call."
Nayaguo raised her eyes and looked at the black-robed figure standing upright beside the young master.
Perhaps the most profound memory left by the man in black robe is that of Naya Guo.
"But..."
Zhang Zheng followed the sound and went out.
There were four people in total, two of them were walking in front of each other, and the other two were a little behind.
When he saw the gray figure walking in front and on the left, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. This surprise turned into fright when it touched the faces of the two people slightly behind.
The reason why I was surprised was because the gray figure looked very young, about five or six years old. He had a round baby face and a figure as fat as a round ball, which was quite cute.
Zhang Zheng couldn't help but think that the appearance and age of the people in this witch and Gu clan didn't seem to match up with each other!
The reason why she was frightened was because she saw two more acquaintances, one of whom could be called an old acquaintance!
Chapter completed!