"This is the basement left when I bought this mansion. It was abandoned because of improper disposal. It took me a lot of time to clean it up."

Bai Wu Ku Zi turned on the electric light and explained while bringing the Xicheng Style into the basement.

"Is that right?" Xichengshi responded simply and glanced around.

The clean and shiny floor, white walls, and the ceiling are not high, but it is enough to stretch your hands and feet in Xicheng style.

The two continued walking inward.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The more I walked inside, the more I felt a sense of inexplicable air conditioning around my body, making me feel very uncomfortable.

What exactly does Bai Wu Ku Zi want to see...?

Just as Xicheng style was thinking, Bai Wu Ku Zi stopped gently, then moved away from his position, and his voice was gentle:

"This is what I want you to see, Xichengjun."

"This is...?"

Shown in front of Xicheng Style is a slender altar.

On the round cushion of the He-style carved altar, a ball with a transparent surface is placed.

A cold and cold air was floating around the ball at this time.

It was the inexplicable cold air that was felt by the West City Style just now.

"Is this a hockey?"

Xicheng style turned to look at the White Mist Puppet.

Yes, on the carved altar are ice hockey made from ice cubes.

The surface of this ice hockey was polished, with subtle ice marks attached to its surface and complex and wonderful ice flowers - it looked like an indescribable sense of poignancy.

For some reason, just looking at this ice hockey, I felt like my soul was about to be sucked into it.

"This is indeed an ice hockey, and to be more precise, an ice type."

Bai Wu Ku Zi nodded and explained:

"Use the hidden water in the valley of Mist Hidden as the carrier of the coffin fog. It took decades to collect the coffin fog for hundreds of years, and finally seal it all into the ice species. It can be said that the Baiwu family used countless instruments to make tools."

Spiritual tools?

Xichengshi has heard about the power of spiritual tools from Kawano Miyin. Even the original owner was killed by Aoki Spring Water with spiritual tools.

He attached his dead energy to his eyes and looked at it again.

From the deadly vision, the Xicheng Style could clearly see that the round ice hockey was filled with cold white mist.

Xicheng style is strange in his heart.

He always felt the white mist exuding a lifeless and strange feeling.

As if he knew what Xichengshi was thinking, Bai Wu Kuzi said:

"Xichengjun, you should know that, right? Some people will also have various memories of their lives before they die."

"...Revolving lantern?" Xicheng style frowned.

"No," Bai Wu Ku Zi nodded: "The so-called revolving lantern is actually the process of releasing the vitality of the living with strong inspiration."

"'Mist of the coffin' is actually the vitality of a living person before his death. Strictly speaking, it is something between the 'hidden world' and 'present world'. Only the hidden water can barely be preserved. As a spiritual tool, whether it is a human or a spiritual body, it has huge lethality."

I see.

Xicheng style nodded.

Since this is the collection of the last anger of the living, it is not surprising to exude a sense of death.

but--

"Why did Aunt Baiwu show me such precious spiritual tools?"

Xicheng style gave Baiwu pupa a pre-shot shot:

"I have said first that I have not betrayed for the time being, and I have no intention of leaving the Gods Association, nor have I planned to start a war with the Eternal God Association now."

He was well aware of the principle of "taking a person's short hand". Although he was very interested in spiritual tools, he still listed these two items early to avoid any unrealistic expectations of him.

After all, things are easy to get, and what to accomplish is not that simple.

Xicheng style attaches great importance to commitments and will not promise things that cannot be accomplished.

Bai Wu Ku Zi smiled and shook his head:

"Please rest assured. Xichengjun."

"I will not use Lilly as a threat to you to do these dangerous things. In fact, I owe you a favor to the Son of God."

She pulled the braid to her neck and raised her eyes softly:

"I just hope that if the Son of God is in danger in the future, Xichengjun can temporarily protect her, that's all."

“…” Xicheng style.

At this time... don't give priority to yourself, but instead consider the son of the White Mist?

Xichengshi couldn't help but look up.

The woman in front of her still had a gentle expression as usual, and her beautiful and pretty face was full of smiles.

"The White Mist God Son is such an important person to me."

Bai Wu Kuizi noticed Xicheng-style thoughts and spoke with a gentle expression:

"I ran away with the Son of God for two years. To me, she is not only my sister's daughter, but also my daughter."

Her eyes turned, and she looked at Xichengshi with a bright look:

"To be honest, I really want to watch her get married, then have a child, and then come to me with her child."

"Oh?" Xichengjun responded expressionlessly.

"Don't Xichengjun think the son of God is cute? Do you have no interest in her at all? Even if you are not interested, Xichengjun doesn't think you should do something for a lonely and widowed person like me?"

Bai Wu Ku Zi's eyes became even hotter.

The hint expressions have been completely written on the face.

"Class Bai Wu is very cute. I am not interested. By the way, the elderly are lonely and widowed. Japan has national pension insurance and prosperity pension. I personally think you can lie in the coffin safely and don't have to worry about anything after that."

Xicheng style answered in a constant tone.

"Oh my god, don't be so cold, Xichengjun."

The white mist pupa still had Yamato Sashiko's expression:

"The Son of God is a particularly capable, virtuous, gentle and kind girl. As long as you have more contact, you will definitely discover her strengths."

"If you say these things again, I will say goodbye first."

Xicheng style tone said dryly without any emotion.

"Since Xichengjun feels a little embarrassed, there is no problem for us to put this matter later."

The white mist pupa exposed this matter as lightly as a feather.

It seemed that she was just joking just now, but in fact she was very satisfied and felt that Xicheng style was a rare son-in-law.

At a young age, he can gain a place in the Gods Association, and face the temptation of the fog ball of coffin, and he can remain calm and not make any promises at will.

The most important thing is that the son of Baiwu could not detect his malice.

You should know... because of the reason why "Immortality" is that there are many people in the Baiwu family.

Many of our direct bloodlines have asked our son of gods to ask for marriage, but all of them have been rejected.

After knowing about the "Immortal Man" like Xichengshi, he still did not have any malicious intentions when talking about the "Immortal Man"... To be honest, this is the first time Bai Wu Kuizi has met.

Because human malice is constantly changing.

Perhaps some people did not have malice towards her because they didn’t know at first that the God of White Mur is carrying the “Immortal” ability, but what if these people knew the “Immortal” ability?

Immortal...this is exactly what countless people are pursuing.

Therefore, people like Xicheng style who do not have malicious intentions from beginning to end are definitely rare son-in-law for the God of White Mur!

Must take it!

Bai Wu Kuuzi squinted his eyes and smiled, looking amiable.

But she was already thinking about how to pull the Xicheng style into Baiwu's house.
Chapter completed!