Chapter 474： Little **** stick and returning sun zombie ancestor

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Chapter 474 Little God Stick and Returning Sun Zombie

Xiao Ba coughed. "Have you seen my uncle? I don't know what my grandfather looks like."

Nan Yan took a deep breath, and she discovered that her heart was still not strong enough. She saw the first sight of these things in front of her eyes, and she was almost scared.

She is in a stone cave, in front of the stone cave is a natural giant pit, and there is a group of fangs in the pit... evil spirits.

They are pale and pale, some are bloody, and some have only half of their heads. It seems that they have been bitten half by life and can be seen in the brain.

vomit!

These evil spirits rushed to her side, but they seemed to be blocked by invisible barriers, but they still tirelessly rushed to this side.

Nanxun breathed a sigh of relief and immediately screamed at the small eight: "Bastard, eight, say good little white rabbit? You lied!"

The little gossip, "Is it because you are doing well?"

South Fury: "I am not doing well. In the last second, is the value of cold and cold not returning to 0? Is this not doing well? You didn't get the merit?"

Xiaoba quickly and comfortably said: "The calm and calm, the big boss of this world is not as cute as the little white rabbit, but it is really gentle, don't lie to you."

Nanxun is doing a war between the people and the little eight in the gods. Unexpectedly, at this time, the voice of an old man suddenly sounded next to him. "Shantou, tell me what you saw?"

There was a strange trembling in the voice of the old man, which seemed to be excited.

Nan Hao suddenly turned his head and looked at it. He was shocked. He just looked at the evil spirits. He didn’t want her to stand in front of two rows of people. There were old and young, and it seemed to stand in accordance with the generation.

The old man who looks like it looks like he is eighty or ninety years old. His face is as dry as a bark and looks awkward.

The latter generations seemed to respect the old man. When the old man spoke, he was uninterrupted. They all stared at Nanxun. To be exact, it was the body that Nanxun had just possessed.

Nanxun’s martyrdom has accepted the memory of the body. The reason why I received it so quickly is because the girl’s life is really too simple.

There was no such thing as a mother. Shen Jia brought her back from the orphanage. She also gave her a name called Shen Xiaorou. Nan Yan felt that it was taken casually.

Such a child, Shen Jia has adopted no less than seven. After coming to Shenjia, Shen Xiaorou lives in Shenjia with these adopted children and learns to live like normal people.

When everyone is 16 years old, they will be taken to the forbidden place of Shen's family. In the immediate place, as for what to do, Nanxun does not know, because Shen Xiaorou's memory does not.

Nanxun only knows that Shenjia is an ancient Fengshui family. Shenjia has a place in the Fengshui world. It is just that the descendants of Shen family are not as good as one generation. The qualifications are getting worse and worse. As this goes on, the Shen family will decay sooner or later.

The feng shui masters are very bunkers in this world. They are the ones who deal with the yin and yang circles. They can be obedient, look at the feng shui, see the yin and the yin house, and the feng shui is the most incapable of offending.

Seeing that these people are waiting for their reply, Nanxun originally wanted to say that he didn't see it, but her scream and panic expression was too obvious.

When Nanxun thought of Shen Xiaorou’s temper, he turned back and shouted: "I, I saw strange things in the big hole in front. They are so ugly and terrible. They are all blood. You look at them, they are Here, I want to bite us!"

The old man listened to this statement, but he was not afraid. Instead, he smiled more and more kindly. He reached out and wiped a piece of blood from the forehead and the eyelids. "Now? Can Xiaorou still see?"

Nanxun glanced at the big hole in front of him and shook his head as it was. "No, it's gone."

The old man touched her head. "It's okay, Xiaorou, go out and play. Just now you just saw it wrong. Don't tell anyone about this."

Nan Xiao nodded his neck and was sent out.

Nanxuan looked back and looked at it. It was a hidden cave. Under the cave, the fog was arranged according to the five elements of the gossip. She took a step and seemed to be dozens of steps away from the hole.

This cave is on the hillside of Shenjia, and the back hill is forbidden by the Shen family, unless the descendants of Shen Jiaxuan are not allowed to enter.

"Don't watch, don't go, don't blame me if you don't keep up with the troubles." The person who led the way looked at her impatiently.

Nancy looked down slightly behind the man, like a breathable bag.

"Small eight, help me to eavesdrop on their conversation." Nan Ludao.

Xiao Ba: "Don't listen to me and know what they want to do. You have a special body and yin and yang. But you are not born with yin and yang, but a potential yin and yang. It needs to be activated after a certain age. This yin and yang The eyes are more powerful than the natural yin and yang eyes. Except for the ghosts, you can see all the dirty things except humans. Not only that, but you can also see the aura of auspiciousness. This is the physique that the feng shui masters have encountered in a hundred years. Who wants With this physique, you can't walk in the Feng Shui world!"

Nanzui mouth corner pumping: "The trough, all the dirty things! Little eight, what do you play with me?"

Xiao Ba said with silence that he is not a funny South.

"Hey, how many people do you want to know about your physique?"

Nancy: "Thank you, I am not really rare."

A little bit of a bit, "You are rare, it is rare, the Shen family is discussing how to take your body and use your body as a container."

Nanxun: ...

"Small eight, is the original Lord dead like this, the body is treated as a container by them?"

Xiao Ba said, "No, the old man of Shen's family inspired Shen Xiaorou's yin and yang eyes in advance. Then she blinked and saw the evil spirit in the big pit, which was scared to death by life.

After her death, her body was preserved by the secretive methods of Shen's family. She made a container and filled the soul of a descendant of Shenjia, who later became a master of Feng Shui. Shen Xiaorou was scared to death. Naturally, there is resentment. My grandfather just surpassed her soul and borrowed her body. ”

Nanxun’s expression was a little... it was actually scared to death.

A little gossip, "Now I know that you have a lot of body to eat."

Nan Yan’s dead face: “But I’ve been remembered. Do you think that a weak woman has a chance to win against the old fox in Shen’s family?”

Xiao Ba laughed. "You told me that you are a weak woman. Do you think you are?"

Nanxun: ...

Nanxun left the back hill and returned to the sink house. If it was not the memory of Shen Xiaorou and the dress of those people just now, she would think that she had worn it again because of the ancient taste of this sink house.

The door is the old wooden door, the threshold is very high, the ground is the kind of large stone paving, the yard also planted a lot of bamboo, as well as rockeries and fountains, the location of these rockeries is very particular, Nanxun is now a Outside the door, I can't see the doorway, but she guessed what specific role such orientation and placement should have, such as lucky or otherwise.

I don't know if I just saw the ghost. Nanxun always felt that the house was cold and it made people goose bumps.