Chapter 642 (page 12)

When the middle-aged man left to rest, the steward immediately straightened up, sat on the armchair, with a straight face, and with a strong aura and dignity, said: "Here comes someone!"

After calling someone to make arrangements, the steward picked up the tea cup, with a dark smile flashing across his face.

Regardless, before the tea cup was lifted, a young but calm child's voice suddenly sounded in the room,

"You are very happy?"

"Who?! Come out!" The steward was shocked and shouted subconsciously, but immediately calmed down, stood up, bowed to the surrounding air, and said,

"Senior, I am a member of the Yu Clan. If there is any misunderstanding, senior please consider the Yu Clan's face and give me a chance to resolve the past feud next time."

Even though this steward is talking nonsense and begging for mercy, he is very panicked in his heart!

You know, with what I said just now, under normal circumstances other people from the Rain Clan should have barged in to see what was going on, but in fact they didn't!

Not to mention, even now, I still haven’t found out the exact location of the person who made the sound just now!

These are enough to show that Lai’s strength should not be underestimated! Now we can only try our best to hold back the other party. Until someone else notices something unusual.

Just as the steward's words fell, under his horrified gaze, a pair of small hands of young children appeared out of thin air and ripped apart the space. Then, a child of six or seven years old walked out of it.

It's Shi Hao!

Looking at the dumbfounded steward in front of him, images flashed through Shi Hao's eyes. In the images, there was the child who suffered on his behalf, and the clan grandfather who also loved his family very much.

After coming back to his senses, Shi Hao looked at the steward in front of him who was about to say something, and said coldly, "My name is Shi Hao, the real Shi Hao that your Rain Clan has been looking for!"

Hearing this, the steward's expression changed drastically, and he even yelled with all his strength in an attempt to convey the matter.

"Stop screaming, they're all dead!" Shi Hao said calmly, and waved his hand, and a corpse appeared directly. It was the person from the Rain Clan who had discussed with the steward before.

Seeing the corpse of this middle-aged man, the steward felt like a male duck having his throat strangled, and then he even sat down helplessly.

He knew that he was finished.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you directly like others, but talked so much to you?" When Shi Hao spoke softly, his whole body's energy burst out slightly. He cut the manager in front of him directly, and his lower body turned into ashes. Ash!

Ignoring the steward's miserable howl, Shi Hao continued, "Because you knew that the child in the second ancestral land was not me, but you still inflicted suffering on him. Therefore, letting you die is really too easy for you. "

"I want you to live without any cultivation, unable to practice, unable to move, unable to hear sounds, unable to speak, without hands, but your spirit is extremely stable and alive."

While speaking, the cultivation level of the steward in front of him disappeared like a deflated rubber ball. His hands broke apart, his tongue and ears disappeared, and his right eye turned into blood. But even so, he was still alive, and his soul was even more alive. It suddenly became stable, even some venerables couldn't compare with it!

Just like Shi Hao said, he wants to let this guy live and atone for his sins!

After doing all this, Shi Hao turned around and left.

Outside Chongyun City, businessmen who had gone to primitive tribes to purchase animal skins and elixirs emerged from the dense forest and returned one after another toward the city gate.

The little boy watched from a distance for a while, murmuring in his heart,

"Rain Clan, just wait, I will be here soon to personally send you on your way."

Withdrawing his gaze, the little boy quickly drove the unicorn away to the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan.

The terrain was steep and treacherous, and the detour actually cost more than a thousand miles. First there were cliffs blocking the road, and then there were swamps.

However, after 300,000 miles, he didn't care about taking an extra thousand miles of detours, and finally successfully entered the Stone Kingdom and rushed to the ruined ancestral land.

At noon, we finally arrived at our destination. The sun was strong and there was plenty of sunshine, but the dilapidated village seemed gloomy and many buildings were about to collapse.

The little one didn't approach immediately. He let go of the unicorn from a long distance away and let it run into the forest on its own, taking only the fur ball with it to observe.

For several days, Xiao Shi Hao did not act rashly, wandering around the nearby area and detecting many things.

There are four villages and a town gathered around it, which is naturally very special in this vast and sparsely populated Western Xinjiang. Normally, you have to walk through mountains and mountains before you can see a village.

These villages were originally mainly to support this dilapidated ancestral land, and finally formed such a gathering place.

This is a place of exile, but ordinary people cannot enter. Only people with prominent status in the Stone Clan and who have committed serious crimes will be sent here.

"Oh, it's getting more and more lifeless. Several old monsters have died one after another. What will happen to the poor little one left? What a sin." An old man drove a beast cart and left the dilapidated village. He was bringing fruits and prey. Waiting for food to come.

Although there are some servants in Zhuangzi, the place still looks deserted, like an abandoned land, desolate and lonely.

"Grandpa Hai, you must bring Dahei next time and let him play with me for a while." In the dilapidated village, a thin child sat on the stone steps, waving hard and coughing as he spoke. His face is as white as snow.

"Okay, when Dahei gives birth to the litter of tiger cubs, I will send them over immediately and let them play with you." The old man who drove the beast cart away shook his head and whispered: "What a poor child. , I have no relatives, no playmates, and I stay in this cemetery-like old village all day long. My childhood was too gloomy."

It wasn't until the old man drove the beast cart far away that the child stood up reluctantly, with a slight limp, holding on to the wall, and slowly moved towards the village.

In the distance, the little boy stood in the forest, staring blankly at all this, pursed his lips, with deep guilt and self-blame in his eyes, and said to himself: "Is that the other me? He is lonely here instead of me. , Unhappy, in such poor health, your feet are lame, was it hurt by someone?"

The little boy touched the talisman in his arms, which looked like gold but not gold, and looked like stone, and whispered: "I want to send you to Butian Pavilion. No matter how far away, I will go with you."

"I'll make it up to you."

"Young Master, the last ancestor is about to pass away. He only has a few days left to live. Your life will be difficult in the future." A servant in the porter said, sitting there with a prickly look on his face, showing no respect at all no matter how he looked at it. , with a bit of joking.

"You are talking nonsense, Grandpa will not die!" The pale child retorted loudly with tears in his big eyes, coughing continuously.

"Then we'll wait and see." The servant didn't care.

Another servant said: "I heard that the young master is not the heir of Shi Ziling. His true identity is actually the blood descendant of the old monster who is about to pass away. He is just a replacement here."

"It's possible that if they were the descendants of Shi Ziling, they would be in even more trouble than this." The servant sitting there nodded, facing the young master, he did not stand up from the beginning to the end, showing lack of respect.