"Tu Hong??" Xiao Hua listened, not surprised, strange road, "Midnight is to go to Quanji Mountain ... help Tu Hong resurrect that Yu Ji?"

"Oh? Xiao Gongzi knows this?" Zi Ming Daqi, "It seems like... Didn't tell you about it in the middle of the night?"

“嘿嘿~” Xiao Hua smiled. “There are reasons for this world. The intertwining between cause and effect is like chaos! It’s the secret of this world that never hides for a long time! Even though the night did not tell Xiaomou. From the spring to the mountains, Xiaomou himself experienced life and death in Quanshan Mountain, and he knows some secrets of Tu Hong. Naturally, he knows that he will help him in the middle of the night."

"It turns out!" Zi Ming said with a smile, "Na Tu Hong is a monk in the Sky City. His double husband, Yu Ji, died because of him. He is determined to resurrect Yu Ji. To say that your Taoist method is also magical. I don't know what kind of means he used, but he can keep the soul of Yu Ji from dissipating, and he uses the ice mirror to keep the body of Yu Ji intact, so that the night can be used by some means... ..."

"But, that Yuji does not seem to be resurrected?" Xiao Hua naturally met Yu Ji, and some strange words, "What means can I use in the middle of the night?"

"How can I resurrect Yu Ji!" Zi Ming grinned. "When the night of the night is clear to the people, I can only let Yu Ji be able to speak, but I have never said that I can resurrect Yu Ji! In fact, even if it is, it consumes a lot of soul power in the middle of the night. If there is a soul treasure of my Mengshan in the hands of that Tu Hong, it will be a certain price, and the night will not go to the Sky City! ”

Speaking of this, Zi Ming was laughing again: "Of course, if there is not a city in the Sky City, I am afraid that I will not meet Xiao Gongzi!"

"A soul is a sigh..." Li Zongbao lost some of his soul, as if he didn't even have this soul!

"Zi Ming, if it is... Someone has already lost his life... Can it be with Yu Ji for decades?" Xiao Hua hesitated, and asked, he knew that if he did not say this, Li Zongbao’s heart Never let go!

"For decades!" Zi Ming said, "Mo said that the three souls and six scorpions have completely dissipated! And if there is no ice mirror, fear that even the corpse will be turned into a white bone, how can it be refined? ......"

Speaking of this, Zi Ming did not explain it, but also vaguely said: "In fact, even if it became the appearance of Yu Ji, Xiao Gongzi thinks... Is it the same as a living person? With this, I have to wait for the spring. What about the peace of the people below?"

Xiao Hua silently, look at Li Zongbao, and whispered: "Zi Ming, Xiao has never understood, this world... Is there a Jiuquan? There is a land government? Is there a underworld?"

"Oh, of course, there is!" Zi Ming smiled and said, "I am the ancestor of the Tuzu village, the **** of the earth, this is the **** of the Nether, her old man is the body of the real world to achieve the yin! Otherwise, I am the villagers How can you control the power of ghosts?"

"Oh, is there a underworld?" Xiao Hua’s spirit is big, "Where... Where is that?"

"Where? How do you know?" Ziming shrugged, and the look was very similar to that of the night. "Besides the great gods, or the twelve gods, I am afraid no one knows!"

"Where did the children of Ziming's ghosts be summoned from?" Xiaohua broke the casserole and asked for the end.

"You can only wave your bones and read the curse. Those ghosts will come naturally!" The child said innocently, "Where do they come from, do they need to know?"

"This... is also!" Xiao Hua scratched his head.

"Zi Ming girl, a family ... there is still a problem, please enlighten me!" Li Zongbao's mind was fixed, and asked, "Can people who have been dead for decades, can see her... her situation in the underworld ?"

"This..." Ziming was hesitant, and said in a moment, "In fact, the so-called underworld is just a title. What is the specific situation? It is really not clear!"

I heard that Zi Ming did not directly refuse, Xiao Hua knew that Zi Ming was afraid of some means. He looked at Li Zongbao and sighed: "Hey, this is a bit of a relationship with Xiao Mou!"

"Oh, is it related to Xiao Gongzi?" Zi Mingyi showed interest.

Xiao Hua gave a general comment on Cai Zhuoxia's look and sighed: "When Xiao Xiaoxiu was too shallow, watching Cai Daoyou fall in the lake of fire, there is no way to do it..."

"It turns out that Li Gongzi is also a lover!" Zi Ming’s attitude toward Li Zongbao changed a bit. He thought about it and said, “It’s a wish to help yourself!” However, this is not too difficult, but it is also A few difficult ones!"

"Girl please tell me~" Li Zongbao was overjoyed and eagerly said, "A certain family, but he told me!"

"I have a soul treasure in the back of the village, and the name is sorrowful. It is the face of the person who can think of the death of the son of the son, or the so-called underworld." Zi Ming explained, "but this thing It can only be used once in ten years, and it can be used by three people at a time. According to the knowledge of the whole body, the last time it was used was about ten years, but if it can't be used, the son has to wait!"

"Good to say!" Li Zongbao nodded quickly.

"In addition, this thing is sometimes extremely sensitive, sometimes it can't work, Li Gongzi is too hopeful!" Zi Ming said.

"A certain family knows that a family can see the living Zhuo Xia side, even if there is a chance, a certain family will not give up!" Li Zongbao said quickly.

"Well, in this case, I have seen the master of Ke Wei, and Li Gongzi can return to the Tuzai with him. Tongtong is the soul treasure of my family. It is dedicated to the ancestors." Laughing, "Xiao Gongzi can also go to see the night!"

"Good~" Xiao Hua said, "I have long wanted to see the night again!"

"If you want it!"

"Sister, when Brother Lee is using it, can the little girl be watching it?" Hongxia Fairy hurriedly asked.

"Of course not!" Ziming shook his head. "However, if Li Gongzi runs out, his sister can use it!"

"Do not bother Zhuo Xia?" Hongxia Fairy is somewhat worried.

"Oh? Sister also wants to see Cai Zhuoxia?" Zi Ming is awkward, but then she is again awkward, "Sister is also surnamed Cai?"

"Yes, the younger sister named Cai Hongxia, Cai Zhuoxia is the sister of the younger sister!" Hongxia fairy nodded.

Zi Ming was a little embarrassed, thought for a moment, smiled bitterly: "This ... sister can not know! You can try!"

"That's still it~" Hongxia Fairy shook her head. "What's wrong with my sister!"

"With you..." Zi Ming nodded slightly, she did not encounter such things.

However, when she saw Xiao Hua again, Xiao Hua had closed her eyes and was ready to retreat.

"Xiao Gongzi, are you no one to remember the relatives?" Zi Ming is a bit strange, because everyone knows the effect of the post-Tuzhai Tongming, they are all pleasant surprises, or curious, there has never been such a calm.

"This..." Xiao Hua thought a little and shook his head slightly. "Xiao is really not there!"

"Odd..." Zi Ming is really curious, but Xiao Hua grinned and closed his eyes, and Zi Ming did not ask again, she did not have the strength to break the casserole in the end!

The place where the master of the monk lived was far away, and the flying clouds and the boat were flying over a dozen miles before they came to the place where the dead wood was!

On the road, Xiao Hua did not ask Zi Ming, after all, his heart still remembers Xiao Mao. Ke Ziming also shook his head. There was no message on the road. She didn't know if she found the drought! Of course, the two reasons for Zi Ming to comfort Xiao Hua are to let Xiao Hua put his heart down a little.

One is naturally said before, the soul of the Houtu Village can not find the drought, and Xiao Hua is even more impossible to find! Moreover, Xiao Hua also met Hou Yan of Houzhai to lead the soul to find the drought, and naturally believe Zi Ming.

The second is also slightly mentioned by Zi Ming. The drought is the ancient iron corpse. It is more ancient than the great god. Xiao Mao is a descendant of the great god. The blood is pure and abnormal. The drought and drought may not necessarily be bad. heart! Or, the drought and flood do not dare to have any bad feelings! In this respect, Xiao Hua also thought about it. It is a reason to guess that the drought and drought will go to Xiaomao. Therefore, Xiao Mao may not have any surviving life!

The problem is that even if Xiao Mao is not in danger of surnames, other dangers are worrying. If it is really a drought, it will be unfortunate!

However, nowadays, he is in a million mountains. Even if he knows these things, he is comforting himself. Xiao Hua can only listen, human beings are sometimes poor, and he does not have the ability to find Xiao Mao and the drought. ! This time... Xiao Hua missed nine summers very much! It is not the beauty of the nine summers, but the omniscience of Jiu Xia!

"Maybe... In the enlightenment, Xiaoye is also looking at the divination of Jiuxia!" Xiao Hua looked at the yellow under the flying boat and couldn't help but think.

"There are so many dead woods here, it must have been the place where the grass is flourishing!" said Hongxia Fairy.

Zi Ming listened and sighed: "Yeah, there used to be mountains and waters, flowers and grasses, and some beautiful soul beasts and feather birds here. The end is a beautiful view. I have been here in the middle of the night, I really like this place! But now... the weather in Mengshan has changed, not only the grass is exhausted, but also the people... it is difficult to survive!"

"This..." Xiao Hua said hesitantly, "this matter... there may be a solution to it..."

"What does Xiao Gongzi say?" Zi Ming did not seem to understand Xiao Hua's meaning.

At this time, Xiao Hua had already thought about it and nodded. "Xiao Mou means that the weather of a million mega-mountain has changed greatly, and the vegetation has dried up. This is a celestial phenomenon. I may not have a way. But the survival of people...may not be There is no way to solve it!" (To be continued.)