"Wang Youjun, look at the heir you chose, how ridiculous her purpose is! She actually became a keeper just to make it easier for her to commit suicide. She has no moral integrity at all." Wu Daozi was so angry that he walked away.

Wang Xi was chased by a crane sitting behind him:

"Xiao Wuzi, why are you so angry?

Why are you so anxious? First let her accept her fate. Through experience, she will grow up and naturally change her mind.

This process of growth and exercise is very important!

There is a saying that goes well - just wait for the flowers to bloom!"

They flew back to He Xiang's residence, and Wang Xizhi wrote the words "Waiting for the flowers to bloom" on the wall above Wu Daozi's desk.

I just want to commit suicide by jumping into the river. I don’t need anyone else to deal with the body. What should I do with your bloody corpse?

He Xiang hugged the uncle whose body was gradually getting colder, thinking about how to let him rest in peace.

By the way, you have to report the news!

He Xiang moved him to the base of the wall and said:

"Wait a moment, uncle, someone will pick you up later and take the hero home!"

Run quickly, I really regret that I was lazy in physical education class and did not practice the 100-meter speed. He Xiang ran the fastest speed.

I went back to the house first, wrote a note saying "Under the house number 36, Donghe Lane, the keeper is in urgent need of rescue", stuffed it into the crack of Yu Fei's door, and knocked on the door a few more times.

"Five, four, three, two, one." He Xiang, who was hiding in the dark, saw Yu Fei opening the door and rushed out.

If you follow him, you have to see the uncle being picked up by your own people.

"Woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo-woo!" Yu Fei ran out of the courtyard and blew the whistle with the hilt of a knife, which gradually became louder and faster.

Can the lifekeeper hear it?

He Xiang followed behind, thinking that this alliance is really keeping a low profile!

However, the remuneration is still quite attractive.

Hiding in the dark, He Xiang saw Yu Fei hugging her uncle and feeling very sad. There were two or three people around her, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a person of the same age. The girl looked very familiar.

At this moment, they had already set up a lavender barrier, and only she could see what was going on inside.

I don’t know how many people in their Order Keeper organization have died. Looking at the girl crying so hard, is it necessary? He Xiang really can’t figure it out!

He Xiang, who couldn't figure it out, saw a dazzling scene - a pair of lovers stopped at the boundary without hesitation, flirting for a while, the woman's charming and harsh smile, and the sadness inside

The scene formed a sharp contrast.

This is really unreasonable. Without the sacrifice of the people on the inside, how can we exchange for the happiness of the people on the outside?

When someone is grieving, laughing so loudly and harshly is really looking for death!

He Xiang was so angry that he stamped his feet and wanted to go over and ask them to go home to continue their love show, but then he thought that he would attract the attention of Yu Fei and others.

After having had enough fighting, they finally walked away. He Xiang was paying attention to the expressions of Yu Fei and others all the time, and found that the people inside turned a deaf ear to the actions of those outside.

In that car accident during the day, we can also figure out the reason why he was there. Did he get some information and wanted to save the strong young man, but for what reason, he failed?

He Xiang finally thought clearly about what he saw during the day.

They were not distracted or angry in the barrier, and their eyes were not wandering at all. Is it because they are immersed in grief and unable to extricate themselves, or is it a habit?

"Yu Fei, put away your grief. It's getting late. Let's send him on his way!"

"Yes, yes!" The remaining two people agreed.

Yu Fei looked at them with blood-red eyes and asked in a low voice;

"Uncle's saber is missing. Judging from the injury, uncle must have fought a life-and-death struggle with the evil spirit. He must have pulled out the evil spirit's fangs with all his strength, but where are the teeth?"

"Uncle's death is indeed strange," the girl next to him paused, "but after uncle's accident, didn't someone pass on the news to you? Maybe if you find her, you can unravel the mystery."

"Yes, I can't let my uncle miss the auspicious time of cremation."

He Xiang really admired his own hearing. From such a long distance, he could hear their conversation clearly. Was it because he had a smooth ear, or was it because he was also a life-keeper?

"Oops!" the girl said anxiously, "Uncle's knife is gone, and the cremation powder placed in the handle is gone. How can I cremate the uncle?"

The oldest grandfather took the uncle's body from Yu Fei's hand, respected it, and sighed in a deep, nostalgic voice:

"The last benefit for us life-keepers is the cremation powder hidden in the handle of the knife, which can also be said to be a wishing powder.

We have lost our own lives in order to protect the lives of others. Our wasted lives will be transferred to our relatives and lovers through cremation powder, depending on our wishes. Therefore, since we join this alliance, we will

Allocating a knife of our own. It can protect ourselves, send messages, and even fulfill our last wish. It is the most important thing for us."

Middle-aged uncle: "Of course it is the most important item. How could he lose it?"

The old man's eyes were filled with tears and he said sadly:

"He didn't lose the knife. He must have given it to someone else for his own protection. Back then, I could accidentally see the balance of other people's lifespans and entered the first of the six realms of the Cultural Saint Ruins, the Infant Transformation Realm.

, someone gave me his knife in order to protect me.

When I got my knife and wanted to return his knife, I couldn't find him. So, I once had two knives.

Once, in order to cremate a comrade, I used powder from that knife."

While the old man was talking about the past, Yu Fei had already opened the handle of her knife and sprinkled powder on it.

"Yu Fei, you?"

"Use mine." Yu Fei didn't stop and asked everyone to step back.

What He Xiang thought of must be that there were flames everywhere. Otherwise, there would be no smell of fire or smoke, and it would be a cremation without fireworks.

"Ah!" She stepped back in horror. She saw that the uncle's body was getting smaller in circles.

Knife, handle, cremation powder?

Knowing how important cremation powder is, he even gave me the knife!

With a plop, He Xiang fell to her knees on the ground, with tears in her eyes as she bid farewell to the uncle who gave her the most precious thing when they first met.

Another person approached this holy ceremony and looked at his slanted figure, looking like a drunkard.

Zizzi... This person walked to the barrier and actually peed.

Dare you be disrespectful to the uncle? She got up and really wanted to kick him away. Then she saw that the urine reflected off the barrier and wet her clothes. The drunk man said something unclear:

"Drink...keep drinking...don't be fooled. Those who put alcohol on their clothes...their clothes...are all bastards, yes, bastards!"

He cursed and staggered away.


Chapter completed!