After inheriting the inheritance, the salted fish was forced to turn over

Chapter 117 His Surname is Shu

Shu Yao looked at Liu Shang.

Forgive her for her ignorance, but she has never seen a living sprite at such a young age, and she rarely sees it even in novels.

Let alone knowing what the hell this thing is for.

As if seeing Shu Yao's doubts, Liu Shang said in a flat tone: "A kind of spirit that devours souls and strengthens itself.

As long as the energy is not exhausted, it is immortal. "

"Hiss~" Shu Yao gasped, what's the difference between this and opening the zombie hook?
As long as the energy is weak, he will catch a few ghosts and eat them, and he will heal himself in an instant, which can be called a bug.

A ball of dark purple flames appeared in Liu Shang's hand, and he was going to give the black shadow a live cremation, so as to resolve this matter as soon as possible.

Liao Zihan suddenly stopped behind him, "Wait a minute!"

Shu Yao and Liu Shang looked sideways at the same time, and found that Liao Zihan was still in a mess, dragging three little weasels in his hands, and followed the big weasel all the way to them.

Putting down the little weasel in his hand, he said to Liu Shang: "When things go wrong, there must be demons, and monsters will not easily come to the realm where human beings live.

There must be some other reason for this, please let me ask. "

It's okay to treat others, but he is really scared when he treats this big monster in front of him.

He even spoke with a bit of respect.

Liu Shang didn't have any intention of killing that sprite, just now he wanted to do it, but he just didn't like the common behavior of sprites.

He looked at Shu Yao, the employer, and when he saw the other party nodding, he decisively withdrew his hand.

Liao Zihan hurried to catch up, and used secret techniques to imprison the sprite who could barely stand up.

At the same time, the big weasel also saw the transparent weasel, and its eyes immediately turned red.

"Little aunt! Your soul is still there! Woohoo, you've been dead for more than a week, why don't you give me dreams?
You kept me waiting for the first seven days! "

His life was like a beginning.The weasels on the entire mountain were like children in the nursery, one by one began to cry and one by one began to cry.

Everyone yelled "little aunt", "little aunt", "second grandma", "grandma"...

One after another, the cries sounded in this empty mountain, and on the ancestral burial ground of the weasel. The combination of this situation and the precise landmarks made the sound sound like panic.

Shu Yao couldn't stand it anymore, so she interrupted their crying.

"Why did that black shadow chase you?"

Hurry up and get down to business, she is afraid that if she keeps listening like this, she will have nightmares when she goes back tonight.

The transparent weasel was crying with the big weasel, but after hearing the question from the savior, it also adjusted its mood.

"To be honest, I don't really know why they are chasing me.

But I can basically confirm one thing, those ancestors in our family who have died for generations have all been swallowed by him.

Since I died, I have been chased by him for eight days in a row, and there is no time to stop.

If you hadn't summoned me out, maybe I would have entered his mouth by now. "

When the weasels heard what he said, their eyes widened in disbelief.

No one thought that their ancestors would be eaten by this sprite one generation after another.

The big weasel screamed: "How could this happen?
Didn't that guy say that he will definitely bless all our ancestors to ascend to immortality?
Why are they all eaten by sprites! ? "

Hearing this question, the transparent weasel's face was full of vicissitudes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "There is no such thing as a rising immortal, and all the Beibei people in our family have been eaten by him.

The old Taoist priest back then was simply lying to us!He set up a formation at our ancestral grave, we can't escape here, we can only be chased by that monster in this area.

Our souls wear out, and that sprite never wears out as long as it doesn't get hurt.

Given enough time, there is no hope of survival for the souls of our ancestors.

In the end it all fell into his mouth. "

The expressions on the faces of all the weasels were stunned, and the blow in their hearts was beyond words.

The ancestors who they had always thought would ascend to immortality had all lost their souls.

And these unfilial sons don't know anything!
Not only that, but still buried all the dead ancestors here, let them be swallowed up again, and ended up with their souls scattered.

They didn't know anything, but they pushed all their ancestors to a dead end.

The scene was so tense at this moment that it was suffocating.

Liu Shang said calmly beside him: "The formation here can not only control your souls, but also control that sprite.

Otherwise, there would have been so many people from generation to generation in the town below the mountain, they would have been eaten long ago and there would be nothing left. "

Sprites can indeed devour souls, but not necessarily dead souls.

He can also be eaten alive.

The weasel clan is not dying all the time, so it is impossible to satisfy the abundant appetite of that sprite.

If it hadn't been sealed in this area, there would have been no living people under the mountain.

The big weasel stared at Liu Shang and opened his mouth.

Although he is small in stature and his brain capacity is not too large, he is not stupid.

The words spoken by the terrifying big monster on the opposite side made him understand another meaning in an instant.

"You mean...the person who set up the formation here deliberately used the souls of our ancestors to feed that sprite?"

This thought made his mind go blank for a moment.

After all, that person clearly said that the ancestors could be promoted to immortals, but the specific content of his implementation cannot be disclosed, otherwise the ancestors will lose their souls.

But they clearly followed what he said, and they hadn't attacked those townspeople who had murdered them for a hundred years.

He never revealed the secret of the formation he set up here to any outsider.

why?
Why did their weasel clan have to be reduced to such a fate?
The souls of the dead are scattered, and the living will be taken away and raised in captivity. How ridiculous is their previous persistence?
"Who the hell!? Why did that damned man want to kill us!?"

As the head of the patriarch, the big weasel has always taken it as his duty to restore his family's reputation and carry forward the clan.

He has kept the secret for so many years, but in fact he has deceived everyone from the ancestors to the juniors.

How could he stand this?

Shu Yao frowned and looked at him, "Listen to what you said, do you know the person who set up the formation here?"

Weasel's voice was choked up, showing a bloodthirsty expression, his eyes could not wait to bleed, and he said through gritted teeth: "I know, I know naturally.

That man was a villager in the town below the mountain, his surname was Shu. "

Shu Yao: ...

Although she was not the same age as Grandpa Taixuan, Shu Yao always felt that a big cauldron was about to fly over her head.

(End of this chapter)