Just halfway through the journey to the grave of Mrs. Li, an amazing scene happened. The black air surrounding the grave of Mrs. Li suddenly surged again. A human form appeared in the dark air. To be precise, there was only one human head, an old lady's face; a messy white hair like thatch, with wrinkles on her face, like dried orange peel, the face was very thin, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were covered with bloodshot. The first feeling it gave people was horror, and then it was gloomy. The blood-covered eyes looked at people with endless resentment.

The old Taoist who was planning to put the banner on the grave of Mrs. Li was stunned after seeing the face that appeared in the black fog, and did not dare to take another step forward. His body involuntarily swayed, and his upper and lower teeth were trembling.

If you take a step forward, I will kill you and I will kill you

An extremely vicious voice sounded in the old Taoist's mind. The voice was a little old, and it was clearly the old lady's warning to her.

Cold sweat slid down the old Taoist's forehead, and air conditioning was rising from the back of the spine. He really didn't dare to take another step forward. The old lady was so angry that she was just doing this. It was obvious that she was going to die in the past.

Chen Guichen, Tu Guidi is bold and evil. You dare to show up in the daytime and get back for me.

It seemed as if a muffled thunder had rolled out of the plain, and it rumbling towards the direction of Old Mrs. Li's tomb.

The fat monk made this sound, and he also used the unique lion roar of Buddhism. He imparted his thought power into the sound, which not only shocked people, but also shocked ghosts.

After this loud shout, the black fog on the tomb of Mrs. Li shook violently, and the face in the black fog faded, but it did not dissipate. It still used its extremely resentful eyes to move from the scared Taoist priest to the fat monk. As soon as it came into contact with the old lady Li's vicious eyes, the fat monk shivered in fear. I'm afraid that there would never be a pair of eyes in this world that could be more vicious than the one in front of him.

It is impossible to describe it in words. In short, the fat monk still couldn't calm down when he saw these eyes, and it was not much better than the Taoist priest who was scared to death.

This feeling of being stared at by a ghost is very uncomfortable, but those resentful eyes did not stare at the fat monk for too long, and soon moved from the fat monk to Li Huaishui beside him. Another look immediately appeared in those resentful eyes. This look was very complicated, with a hint of resentment mixed with a hint of resentment, a hint of unwillingness to grief, and even a little bit of kindness mixed with it.

An infinitely sad voice followed and reached Li Huaishui's mind. He didn't hear it, but he felt these words in his mind, and even the tone of his speech could feel it.

Water, mom has been treating you well for the rest of her life and raised you from the foot. She has been serving you for more than 20 years. If you beat and scold your mother, mom doesn't blame you. Even if you buried your mother alive, mom didn't kill you.
Chapter completed!