"I want Mr. Wu Mian not to enter the underworld from now on..." Yan Jun glanced at the white-haired man and continued, "It has nothing to do with you whether the underworld is good or bad. If you are in this world, you will have the long-lasting peace of your wife."

"Will Wenjun be safe for a long time when I am in this world?" Wu Mian smiled coldly and walked to Yan Jun, and continued to say to the lord of the underworld with almost his face, using my wife's soul to threaten me... Yan Jun, you should stay here and exchange it with Wenjun's soul."

"It depends on whether Mrs. Zun's soul can withstand the world." After a smile, Yan Jun continued, "Mrs. Zun's soul can only condense with the yin energy of the underworld. If she reaches the world, she may be scattered... At that time, even if I want to condense my soul again, I will be powerless..."

"Then how do we know whether Wenjun's soul is true or false?" At this time, Gui Bugui followed up, stood opposite a man and a ghost, and continued, "Your Majesty Yan, you also said that Wenjun's soul cannot speak, have no mind, and cannot walk. If you casually find a soul in the underworld, seal its mouth, break the mind of this soul, and cut off its hands and feet. If you say that it is Wenjun's soul, how can we prove it?"

Gui Bugui just saw Yan Jun and heard that it had reshaped Zhao Wenjun's soul, the old guy thought that there was a method in the underworld that they didn't know in the world. Now that he heard Yan Jun's words, the old guy began to doubt the truth and falsehood of the words of the underworld.

"Don't talk about you, I can't even prove it. Apart from believing in me, you have no second way to go." Yan Jun turned his head and looked at Gui Bugui, and then continued: "Now Mrs. Wu's soul is no longer what it looks like in the coffin. Reshaping the soul will be a little depleted.

Now that Mrs. Wu’s appearance has been destroyed, even if you meet, you can’t recognize her as Mr. Wu Mian’s wife. You can only believe that she is Mrs. Wu’s soul…”

"The appearance was also destroyed." Wu Mian suddenly laughed a little, and then said to Yan Jun: "If you say this, Yan Jun, you dare to say it. Do you really think we are all three-year-old children?"

"If you don't believe it, I'll go back and destroy it." Yan Jun also laughed, and after a pause, it continued, "I have to spend some effort to keep my soul from dissipating. But since you don't believe it, I don't have to ask for trouble. Today I will pretend that I haven't been here..."

While speaking, Yan Jun turned around and walked out the door. Seeing that it was about to walk out of the door, Wu Mian's muscles trembled irregularly. The moment Yan Jun's feet stepped out of the steps of the mourning hall, the white-haired man suddenly said, "Okay! I promise you... As long as Wen Jun's soul is in the underworld for one day, I will not step into the underworld!"

Hearing Wu Mian's words, Yan Jun stood there.

Then it looked back at the white-haired man, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Wu Mian, don't you doubt me?"

"You are right. I really have no second way to go except to believe in you..." Wu Mian took a deep breath and continued: "But if you are really lying to me, Yan Jun will never have a peaceful day in the underworld from now on."

After hearing Wu Mian's words, Yan Jun smiled slightly and did not respond. It turned around and left the mourning hall again. The moment he walked out of the mourning hall, the snow outside blew over, and Yan Jun couldn't help but tremble. At this time, it realized that the clothes inside were already wet with cold sweat. Thinking of Wu Mian's last words just now, Yan Jun began to feel uneasy... After watching Yan Jun walk out, he used magic to return to the underworld. Gui Bugui then spoke to Wu Mian: "Do you really believe that soul is Wen Jun?"

When Gui Bugui was talking, Wu Mian returned to his seat, looked at the body of his wife in the coffin, and said, "Even if it is fake, as long as I don't expose it, she is real... At least I still have a hope. Perhaps in a thousand years, Wen Jun's soul can be restored... There is still a hope in my underworld."

Gui Bugui originally planned to go to the underworld to check it out himself, but now after hearing Wu Mian's words, the old guy gave up this idea. If it was really fake to expose the soul in the underworld, the white-haired man would not even have the last hope of deceiving himself... At that moment, Gui Bugui sighed softly and left the mourning hall with two monsters. Only Wu Mian himself was alone with his wife's remains... The next morning, Zhao Wenjun's body was finally buried. After crying for a while at the grave, they returned to the stone house. Although no one had the appetite to eat, Jiao Dalang still made a few bowls of plain noodles and persuaded Wu Mei'er and Shao Siyuan to take a few bites.

Looking at his daughter and granddaughter's face turned blue by the cold, Wu Mian said, "This is not the place where you two live. Now Wenjun is buried in peace. It's almost time to move out..."

After hearing this, Wu Mei'er immediately put down her bowls and chopsticks and said to her father: "We are all leaving, and my mother will stay here alone... I want to accompany her here, and I can't let her stay here by myself." These words touched Wu Mei'er's heart, and before she finished speaking, she couldn't stop crying.

"Where are you here to accompany your mother Siyuan? She is your daughter. She will not go out, and she will not get married or have children?" Wu Mian glanced at his daughter and continued, "What Wenjun was most worried about during his lifetime was Siyuan. The regret she had when she left was that she did not see her marrying and having children with her... Let's go out first, and after Siyuan got married, you will come back with me to accompany Wenjun. Never leave again..."

"My grandmother just passed away, why do I have the intention to think about these irrelevant things?" Shao Siyuan looked at her grandfather with red eyes. After pausing, she continued, "I don't plan to get married anymore. I'll just guard you here. It's great to guard my mother..."

Wu Mian's personality is not willing to persuade others. He has been patient and talked for so long. He looked at Gui Bugui, who was silent and silent, and said, "Old guy, come and persuade this child for me..."

As soon as Wenjun left, the white-haired man returned to his old name. At that moment, Guibugui smiled bitterly and said to Siyuan: "Old man, I'll say, Wenjun just left, you feel sad. We accompany him out for a walk and relax, and we don't say we will find you a husband's house. Let's take a look. If you have good things, we should pay attention. When you want to get married, it's not too late for us to find a child.

Besides, you, like the old man, are all taboos and there is no saying of filial piety. You won’t have any conflicts when you get married..."

After Zhao Wenjun left, Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Rensan cried a lot. Even the old guy Gui Bugui shed two tears while there was no one. Only Wu Mian lost one tear, but anyone could see that the saddest person was this white-haired man.

Now Gui Bugui proposed to take Wu Mian out to relax, and Shao Siyuan had nothing to say. Seeing that the mother and the mother had no objection, Gui Bugui ordered Jiao Dalang to prepare, and they would leave here in a month.

Jiao Dalang was trembling with cold these days. He heard Gui Bugui say he wanted to leave this ghost place temporarily. He was naturally very happy. He packed up some money and the replacement clothes of Wu Meier and his daughter on the way. A month later, after the demon went to the grave to worship Zhao Wenjun, they left the valley. Before leaving, Gui Bugui set up the formation again to prevent irrelevant people from discovering this place.

It's strange, don't look at the heavy snow in the valley.

After leaving the valley, the weather got better and better. After they went down the mountain, there was no trace of snow.

When they were in the valley, they discussed where to go.
Chapter completed!