Ending

Bai Yujun looked at the culprit with cold eyes.

Ignore it and stare at the unwilling black-striped snake.

"I'll give you a chance to take revenge. It's enough for you to kill the eldest son and youngest son, kill the enemy's wife and concubine, and then kill the culprit. Just listen to me."

Not bothering to pay attention to everyone's fear and anger, he continued.

"My child was killed by him, but he did not die. Thirty-five years ago, you were already a spirit. The offspring you gave birth to were partly possessed of evil spirits. The snake eggs he brought down the mountain were sold to monks. I have calculated that you are still alive.

Seven of them are still alive."

In an instant, the black-striped snake retracted its mouth and stared at Bai Yujun in disbelief.

"Really...really?"

Hearing this, Bai Yujun said nothing, and Fat Hu next to him became unhappy.

Just when he was about to roar, a small hand patted his chin lightly, and the tiger's roar that could shake the mountains was suppressed.

Bai Yujun turned to look at Xiao Xiong with a complicated expression.

Xiao Xiong's eyes widened as he was surrounded by a group of ghosts. He knew almost all of them and had killed them one after another over the years. The rest who he didn't recognize were probably their family members and children.

The cloud-gray paper umbrella works exceptionally well in Bai Yujun's hands.

"You should walk your own path. If you want to find your child, you must first have strong strength."

It is impossible for all those who were sold to survive, and it is not easy to survive seven offspring.

Immediately afterwards, the Sophora japonica flower bloomed, its petals quickly fell off and flew, and actually floated out of the paper umbrella painting, and the Sophora japonica flower fell with the wind.

"I am responsible for what I did. I, Xiao, admit it! Why did I kill my wife and children who had nothing to do with it? They are innocent!"

Xiao Xiong glanced at the bodies of his wife and children and was heartbroken.

Now he doesn't care about Xiao Xiong's life or death, he just hopes that the mysterious big man will not look at him and hide his head behind the bricks as quietly as possible.

As for the others, there are ghosts around them in twos and threes.

After speaking, he looked at the big snake.

In order to keep his remaining family members alive, Xiao Xiong tried his best to calmly think about his memories. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head helplessly.

The scarlet eyes are also a little more alive.

At this moment, the purple-clothed monk lying in the ruins wanted to crush Xiao Xiong's bones and raise ashes. He was so full that he went to dig out the snake's nest and provoke some mysterious big man to come. I really don't understand that a snake spirit can be related to a powerful monk.

, I just came to recruit disciples, now it’s better, the good seedling died in front of my eyes.

After a moment of silence, he nodded.

Looking at the big black-striped snake, he sighed and closed his eyes, feeling the fishy wind coming and then the sharp pain, and his consciousness gradually blurred...

"Sigh... When I smashed the snake eggs, I found a few that were particularly hard. I brought them back out of curiosity. After being introduced by someone, I sold them all. I probably sold ten or nine, I can't remember..."

With a wave of his hand, the terrifying huge shadow in the sky disappeared, and the thunderstorm finally stopped.

"As long as you live, it will be fine. We will meet again in the future if we are destined, and the karmic hatred between you should be settled."

Xiao Xiong's second son, several nurses and housekeepers were all haunted by ghosts, and everyone was frightened.

"There is no way for misfortunes and blessings, they can only be called upon by people. If you kill someone else's whole family, why can't others kill your whole family?"

The big snake bites off the enemy's neck bones with force and injects a large amount of venom. When the enemy's life is gone, it slowly releases its mouth and lets the body fall. The flame-like resentment all over its body then mostly dissipates, and its consciousness becomes clear.

Bai Yujun glanced coldly and spoke calmly.

"The middleman died on the streets more than ten years ago because of a vendetta, and no one knew about it except him."

He was not stupid. After hearing what he said just now, he understood everything. The snake spirit was incapable of revenge. It was this mysterious girl who caused today's tragedy. However, he had no desire to hate her. He couldn't bear to hate her and did not dare to hate her.

The middle-aged monk in purple clothes didn't feel any Yin Qi at all. Only Xiao Xiong had ghost Qi. He couldn't feel the presence of those around him at all. Some knew him and some didn't. It didn't matter. The problem was that he didn't feel it at all.

Without Yin Qi, this is very strange and really abnormal.

Outside the collapsed gate, beside the lotus pond, a white mist formed after the rain.

Xiao Xiong's remaining sons, wives and concubines were silent, and the grandchildren were hiding behind the adults. The dozen or so people were obviously afraid.

Bai Yujun's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at the culprit Xiao Xiong indifferently.

"If you can't resolve it, you have to suffer the consequences."

The black-striped snake took one more look at its completely dead enemy, then turned around and followed the tiger, leaving the ruined new house. The monks, who were no longer oppressed by the huge shadow, did not react at all and quietly watched the mysterious girl leave.

After saying that, he snorted coldly, and the rain moved to another place and stopped.

Hearing this, Xiao Xiong suddenly rushed over and felt relieved. This was good, as his son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren would not have to die.

Fold the paper umbrella and turn around.

He stretched out his hand and spread his fingers. The ink stains on the umbrella surface of the old locust tree receded and disappeared. The crowds of ghosts around him also disappeared. The paper umbrella rotated and lowered, and the small hand held the handle of the umbrella.

"The grudge is settled here. If you are dissatisfied and want to pick up the hatred again and carry on the hatred from generation to generation, please feel free to do so."

Something strange actually appeared on a thunderstorm day.

Bai Yujun glanced at Xiao Xiong's remaining dozen or so family members.

Bai Yujun led Fat Tiger and Big Snake into the thick fog. After a while, the thick fog dissipated, and the lotus leaves washed by the rain became more green.

Fat Tiger shook his big head and signaled the big snake to follow him quickly.

Let go of the cloud-gray paper umbrella in your hand, and the paper umbrella slowly rises to a height of three feet. The original cloud-gray umbrella suddenly has ink stains seeping out, as if there is a brush painting, slowly painting an old locust tree, the ink painting

The ancient locust tree has a strong yin energy.

The anxious big snake was about to get angry when he heard this. Bai Yujun waved his hand, and the cold rain calmed its anger.

Some are ghosts, and some are entangled causes and effects, such as those around the monk in purple. Even if they can't take revenge now, they will still be entangled, stubbornly waiting, waiting for the opportunity of retribution to appear, for ten years, a hundred years, and even follow the entanglement in the next life.

Seeing the big snake, he also looked over, knowing that there was an opportunity now, the only chance to save his son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren, so he tried to think back to thirty-five years ago.

"Where is my child? Tell me quickly! Where is my child?"

A certain Bai casually passed several skills into the head of the black-striped snake.

"Go, take revenge, and end your hatred. Since there are descendants alive, there is no need to kill them all and let others go."

When the thick fog in front of him dispersed, the snake found that he had returned to the forest in his memory. The flowers, plants and trees were different from those of more than thirty years ago, the mountains and rocks remained unchanged, and the familiar smell of mountain spring water awakened the memories that had been buried for many years.

"Let's go back to the mountains."

The flame-like resentment and evil energy on the black-striped snake quickly melted away.

It is mainly divided into two places. A group of ghosts gathered around the purple-clothed monk, and another group of ghosts gathered around Xiao Xiong.

When locust flowers filled the ruins of the house, countless ghost figures suddenly appeared.

He jumped onto the fat tiger's back with a slight leap.

He took out two bottles of elixirs from the sack and left them behind. With a tap, the fat tiger jumped up and ran on the tree crown with four paws, making the birds fly around in shock.

He ran far away in the blink of an eye.

The big snake didn't have time to say thank you, so he had to imitate humans and nod three times at the retreating figure.
Chapter completed!