Chapter 8 - The language of the ginkgo tree!

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Blood splattered all over the ground, and when I looked at it, I saw that there were more than 20 corpses lying on the vegetation.

Strangely, all of his corpses turned into mummified corpses, his eyes were hollow, and he seemed to have suffered an indescribable shock in front of them.

Next to these corpses stood four men with different expressions, some of them looked sinister, and some were as still as water, the unity being that they all exuded the same evil aura.

"They are still too few and not enough for healing." The speaker was a middle-aged man with a height of almost 1.9 meters and a skinny body. His eyes were black and white, like a yin and yang wheel. dim black. Death emanated from him.

The man in black next to him shifted slightly and said, "The Body Sect is chasing too closely, and we don't have a good chance of finding blood food. During this time, we'll take a break and hide from the spotlight."

"Tsk tsk," the man in black leaning against the tree seemed to be missing something, "No wonder his corps sect likes spirit corps, the taste is really good."

The skinny middle-aged man looked at the speaker and said: "Tastes very good? Don't let Du Busi catch you. His methods are even more brutal than ours."

hum!

Came the sound of subtle fluctuations in the air.

In an instant, the face of the only man in black who did not speak suddenly changed, and he quickly shouted: "Come on, they are chasing."

"What!" Hearing this, the other three were also shocked, and the people from the body sect chased after them so quickly.

Among them, the man in black who broke his mouth was even more scared, and the previous bad intentions disappeared in an instant.

The four of them did not dare to stay, and hurriedly activated their soul power, and soon, only about twenty corpses were left in the dark jungle.

It didn't take long for two figures to descend from the sky around these corpses. They looked at the horribly dead corpses and frowned, "Damn it, it's too late."

"They won't go far, come on!" said the red-haired old man.

"It's okay!" The people next to the red-haired old man nodded slightly, but unfortunately, they were a few steps late. The evil nightmare martial arts soul master was truly terrifying, and he could sense the two of them beforehand.

...

Maple Leaf Village.

Time is like water flowing from a mountain, and it gradually flows into the river and never returns.

The ginkgo tree with a history of hundreds of years does not know why, but the leaves constantly fall to the ground, and the bright golden leaves are like a beautiful oil painting.

Inside the house, there was a large crowd of people.

At a glance, I am afraid that there are no less than ten people.

Qin Ze sat on the side of the bed, his eyes were reddish, he reached out and squeezed Zhu Xiyan's thin and dry palm that had been ravaged by time tightly.

Zhu Xiyan lay quietly on the bed, but her old face was inexplicably flushed pink, and her eyes became very clear.

Kelan's wrinkled old face was full of sighs. Isn't this look like a reflection of light?

No one said a word, and the room was silent, only breathing could be heard.

A month passed, and Zhu Xiyan's body has become weaker and weaker, and to this day, she has fallen into a coma several times.

Just now, Zhu Xiyan woke up, but everyone knew that it was time to go.

"Village head, I want to talk to Aze alone," Zhu Xiyan looked at Kelan and said calmly, she did not look like an old woman whose life was about to end.

Hearing this, Kelan was stunned for a moment, then finally looked at him and nodded.

"Let's get out first," Kelan said.

After speaking, Kelan staggered out of the room, and the others followed suit.

Click! hello

The door closed softly, leaving only Zhu Xiyan and Qin Ze in the room.

Zhu Xiyan stretched out her other hand, patted Qin Ze's palm, and said in a low voice: "Do you remember what Grandma told you?"

Qin Ze raised his head, revealing the pair of eyes of hers filled with water mist, and nodded forcefully, "Aze remember!"

"Silly child, didn't grandma tell you that life, old age, sickness, and death are a rule? How can there be immortal people in this world?"

"Grandma only hopes that you can grow up happy, you will awaken your martial arts in a year, although grandma can't see that day, grandma believes that my grandson will definitely be famous throughout the Douluo Continent."

"Grandma will go down to find your grandfather, and I can have a good talk with him, this boy has left me for decades, Grandma will find him to settle the score."

Zhu Xiyan showed a tired smile, and at this moment she seemed extraordinarily relaxed.

Hearing this, Qin Ze subconsciously turned his head away from her, and where she couldn't see, tears were running down his cheeks.

Zhu Xiyan smiled and looked up at the ceiling, she was very grateful to God that she was able to have such a well-bred grandson at the end of her life.

"Grandmother!"

Suddenly, Qin Ze made a trembling voice.

Zhu Xiyan slowly closed her eyes, her lips moved, she seemed to be saying something, and there was a smile on her face. After a few seconds, Zhu Xiyan closed her eyes completely.

"Grandmother!" Qin Ze held her palm and lowered his head with vacant eyes. He held his grandmother's hand like this, still.

Outside the house, a breeze was blowing, carrying the soul of an old woman.

The leaves of the ginkgo tree fall off faster.

...

Two days later.

In the open space next to the ginkgo tree, two connected graves appeared, the graves were covered with the leaves of the ginkgo tree, and there was a little shine under the sunlight.

The tree language of the ginkgo tree is longevity, nobility, beauty, maturity, and strength.

It is like the life of an old man.

Qin Ze knelt down in front of the grave, and behind him were the Kelan village chief and other uncles and aunts, dozens of people in total, standing in the open space.

Yesterday, all the inhabitants of Maple Leaf Village said goodbye to this respected old lady.

"Aze!" Kelan looked worriedly at Qin Ze, who had been kneeling on the ground since Zhu Xiyan was buried. This little guy is only five years old, how can he stand it?

"Okay, Kelan village chief, let me accompany grandma here." Although Qin Ze's physical condition was excellent, his body was a little sore from kneeling for a long time, but he did not show it.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in shock.

After a long time, everyone left, Qin Ze stood up after Kelan and everyone's persuasion, but when everyone left, he knelt down again.

The hair between his forehead swayed slightly, revealing Qin Ze's extremely delicate cheeks, and he stared at his grandmother's grave solemnly:

"Grandma, please accompany grandpa first and wait for your grandson to become a god, and then, not just you, you will meet grandpa."

Boom!

After finishing speaking, Qin Ze hit his head on the grave nine times and his forehead turned red.

to call!

The ginkgo tree swayed several times, and a leaf fell on Qin Ze's head as if the grandmother was stroking his head with a gentle gaze.