The girl asked anxiously:

"Grandpa Sun, can Yu Fei's cremation powder help the uncle realize his wish?"

"Yes," Grandpa Sun nodded, "As long as we live life expectancy is sprinkled with cremation powder on our bodies and hold this sacred cremation ceremony, we can eventually receive the ultimate welfare of the guardian."

Hexiang was a little happy when he saw this special cremation in the barrier. He was really lucky and became a person who guarded his fate. He died so easily. He could also extend his life to his family. It was such a business that only profits and no losses!

He Xiang knelt on his knees, put his hands together, and bowed to the direction of the barrier:

God, on the first day of joining the guardian, Hexiang is here to ask you, one day if I die because I protect others' fate, I will give me the benefits of fate and benefits to my family!

Yes, it is evenly distributed to the family.

Seeing the tall and fat uncle, he finally turned into a red button. He Xiang couldn't believe his eyes, and there were numbers engraved on it - 11132.

"Grandpa Sun, what does 11132 mean?"

"Xiao Lian, I don't even know this. This is your first time attending the funeral of the guardian, right?"

Xiaolian nodded and looked at her, her eyes were already red from crying.

The uncle around him explained:

"This number means that he is the 11132nd victim."

"Are... so many?"

Xiaolian inside and Hexiang outside shouted this sentence while surprised.

Xiaolian swallowed and asked again:

"Then... where is the uncle's last destination?"

"The last destination of our destiny will be embedded in a wall first."

The three men in the barrier looked solemn and firm, and only Xiaolian asked He Xiang’s questions one by one:

"Oh, we keep our lives, we are really a light existence, just a button, and a lifeless button."

He Xiang looked at her with his eyes, knowing that she was the same as himself. She had just entered the league and didn't know anything.

Grandpa Sun next to her replied:

"Xiaolian, this is not the tragic and richness that a small button can carry? The heroic and sad and joyful buttons are not just a thin one that becomes a code name.

This button is embedded in the wall of merit. After the mission is completed and the life-sucking ghosts are destroyed, any button that the world clicks, and this video of the meritorious deeds of those who are guarding their deeds will be displayed on the large screen, which will be remembered for generations."

"So that's it!" Xiaolian and He Xiang said in unison again.

Grandpa Sun raised the buttons high and said with a heavy expression:

"Finally, let us bow three more times to the deceased!"

Thinking of what the uncle did for him, He Xiang bowed three times with them. She would never forget the look she held her trust when she was dying.

"Grandpa Sun, what would happen if the guard ordered people to hold this funeral without companions?"

"Xiao Lian, if she had no companions on her last farewell, she would be buried by her family as an ordinary person. However, the ultimate benefit of the person who was keeping her will be delivered according to his wishes."

Xiaolian, who attended the funeral for the first time, was shocked and asked the question He Xiang wanted to ask the most:

"What will happen if the uncle who died, his family can't find him?"

"The sacrifice of this uncle is not known now. Until the peace of life and the life-sucking ghost completely disappears, and the day when we are accomplished, his deeds will be told to his family.

After that, his family will only think that he is missing and will report the hope that one day he will come back."

Yu Fei put the buttons into the pocket close to his heart. He Xiang didn't know that there were several buttons in this pocket.

Xiaolian asked again: "What should I do if my uncle's knife?"

"Don't worry, Xiaolian," Yu Fei spoke rarely, "The uncle's knife must have given the destined person, and the evil ghost's fangs are also entrusted. In the future, we will definitely see each other again."

Finally, He Xiang saw the brilliant brilliance in Yu Fei's eyes, the surprise of the resurrection of the will of the guardians, the hope of inheriting the will of the guardians...

He Xiang looked a little dazed, and when he looked at them again, he was gone.

A life that had just lived disappeared before my eyes, turned into a button, and was gently put into my pocket.

She stood there in a daze, mourning the uncle who gave her a knife.

Afterwards, he returned to his residence absent-mindedly.

Crying - She gently pushed open the door and entered her room. The moment she stepped in, she saw that Yu Fei's room was still on, and he was just like him, still missing the deceased uncle?

He Xiang gently closed the door, as if he had closed the heavy nostalgia outside the door.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

He Xiang took out the knife and observed it carefully, thinking: It's just a small dagger. If I encounter a big evil ghost, I will bite my neck before my knife approaches the monster.

Her hands accidentally touched the dark red marks on the scabbard, and the knife suddenly grew and grew bigger, which scared her and with a clang, the knife was thrown to the ground.

"Haha... coward, Wang Youjun, from now on, you can practice writing with your eyes closed!

You blind man, you see the good heir you have found, and you don’t have the courage to hold our swords." Wu Daozi seized the opportunity and attacked Wang Xizhi’s blindness.

He Xiang bent down and picked up the long knife, closed his eyes, thinking about the swords that the uncle had cut before his death, and killed him left and right, and started practicing.

"Daozi, you stubborn donkey, hide, you have no eyes, beware of the tip of her knife cutting your nose, beard, and long eyebrows." As Wang Xizhi finished speaking, he pulled him and flashed behind the table.

"You have become so big, how can I hide you?" He Xiang held the long knife in his hand and frowned.

She held the longer scabbard and put the knife in it. She thought that it must have been pressed by herself to make it bigger. She tried to touch it again and saw the long knife shorter inch by inch until she touched the yellow dark patterns of the scabbard, and the long knife turned into a blue hard bracelet.

The long sword turned into a bracelet, and He Xiang's eyes were widened again. How could it be?

Today's experience made her feel like she had entered a fairy tale novel.


Chapter completed!