Chapter 244: I'm Waiting for Someone

"Back when the Demon God wreaked havoc on the Nine Heavens and Six Realms, your dragon clans in the Demon Realm tried their best to distance themselves from him. Now, you wouldn't be trying to climb the social ladder again, would you?"

Li Xuanji knew how to strike at people's hearts.

Meng Xi's beautiful face was unusually ugly.

But what this person said was all true, and for a moment I didn't know how to respond.

Li Xuanji unleashed his final trump card, "Wake up! This is the era of the Nine Heavens and Six Realms. Where is there any dragon clan or dragon maiden Meng Xi? You are nothing more than a guide for the dead in the mortal realm."

Meng Xi was shaken and almost lost his balance.

Perhaps because she hadn't seen anyone for a long time, no one had ever told her these cruel and realistic truths.

Previously, she had always disapproved of Yao Shen's display of the might of an ancient god general, even though the era of the Tenth Heaven Realm had already passed.

However, the Great Primordial Era also passed as the Tenth Heaven Realm fully evolved into the Six Realms.

Now we live in the Nine Heavens and Six Realms era, where there is only one true god in the world, and the scene of gods standing side by side is no longer the same.

The glory of the dragon race is long gone and will never return.

The silver-haired woman who had been secretly observing the two arguing suddenly appeared.

Startled, the two sworn enemies bowed to each other.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

With a wave of her hand, the silver-haired woman placed Li Xuanji firmly on the bridge.

The boat sailed against the current, heading back the way it came.

"Meng Xi, Xuanji will stay here for now as your deputy."

"God!" Meng Xi's eyes were practically overflowing with impatience. "The matter of the undead is of utmost importance. I can handle this matter alone."

Li Xuanji laughed disdainfully, "You said it was a matter of great importance, so why not send more people to handle it? That's self-contradictory. If even the Dragon Ancestor was like this, you can imagine how the rest of the Dragon Clan are. No wonder they were beaten by Yao Shen and forced to hide in the Demon Realm."

"You!" Meng Xi waved his long sleeves, and countless cold glints shot towards Li Xuanji's face.

Li Xuanji nimbly dodged, her body completely spotless.

A hint of shock flashed in Meng Xi's eyes. Although most of her cultivation had been reduced by Yao Shen, she was still a master in the Nine Heavens and Six Realms. Otherwise, the Lord of Heaven and Earth would not have made her a guide for the souls of the dead.

The man in front of me is just a pretty face. I don't know where he came from, but he managed to easily dodge my killing move.

The silver-haired woman did not stop her, but she found it quite amusing.

Two people who were once deeply in love, swearing vows of eternal love until the end of time, now meet again as enemies, their eyes blazing with hatred.

Su Zhenzhen didn't have to wait long before the small boat reappeared in front of her. She used her mind to shrink it down and put it away safely, which put her at ease.

Without the system shop as a cheat, you have to rely on yourself for everything. If you encounter an emergency, having this ship will allow you to travel to the Netherworld.

Sometimes, the dead can be far more benevolent than the human heart.

General Hu Buwei's soul had long since been reincarnated and gone nowhere, but in the darkness, Su Zhenzhen always felt that she could find something useful.

Even after General Huo's death, an old man risked his life to leave the pass and searched for his remains for three days and three nights in order to give him a proper burial. Although he found nothing, his sincerity was evident to heaven and earth.

General Hu Buwei was stationed in Huzhou and enjoyed a very high reputation in the area. How could he die peacefully without even a single person to offer incense to him?

Otherwise, given how well the vegetation grows here, how could the grave mound be so clean that there isn't even a single weed?

Su Zhenzhen roughly calculated that she transmigrated in autumn, exactly twenty years after the siege of the capital. At that time, the Hu brothers and Xu Guanshan escorted the infant Hensheng to escape, and their destination was Bianzhou, not Huzhou. General Hu Buwei should have died before that.

Autumn is preceded by summer, and it takes about a month for news to travel from Huzhou to the capital. Therefore, it is highly likely that General Hu Buwei's death anniversary is in the next few days.

Su Zhenzhen admits that she has some luck in gambling, but how can she find the hidden prize if she doesn't take a gamble?

Su Zhenzhen arrived in the morning and waited until the sun was almost setting, but she didn't see a single person, let alone a ghost.

It's a pity there are no spirits or monsters in the miasma of the mountains, otherwise I could have asked them for information.

Su Zhenzhen told herself that things shouldn't happen more than three times. If she still had no clue in two more days, she might as well go back to find Hensheng.

The moonlight was like water, and the stars filled the sky. Su Zhenzhen sat in meditation, greedily absorbing the moonlight.

No wonder there was a saying in the 906th century that childbirth was like a woman walking through the gates of hell, and miscarriage was no less devastating than childbirth, leaving her body just as severely weakened.

Su Zhenzhen's lack of incidents these past few days was simply a way of forcing herself to forget everything.

Occasionally, when I think about it, my abdomen still aches faintly, and the feeling of life slipping away from my body can be vividly recalled.

Under the moonlight, a small figure slowly emerged from the miasma of the northern mountains.

Why do we say crawling? It's because this person's legs are so short that if Su Zhenzhen didn't have excellent eyesight, she would have thought it was half a body wriggling on the ground.

The figure crawled on all fours to General Hu Buwei's grave, and by the moonlight, carefully cleared away the loose stones and dead wood from the mound.

That person probably had poor eyesight, because he didn't see Su Zhenzhen suddenly sitting down to meditate not far away.

As for why he was able to find General Hu Buwei's grave so accurately, it was probably because he had been to this place countless times, and it was etched deep in his memory, allowing him to find it by following his physical instincts.

The man's expression was very kind, as if he were treating a newborn baby with tenderness. What he picked up was not a pebble, but the dirt that had been brushed off the baby's head.

The scene looked incredibly strange to Su Zhenzhen.

Could this person be General Hu Buwei's mother? Besides a mother looking at her child, who else in the world would have such a gaze?

But how old was General Hu when he died peacefully? More than twenty years had passed since his death, so how could his mother still be alive?

Su Zhenzhen stood up and walked directly to the man.

As a shadow fell, the man showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden.

"Finally, someone's here?"

Su Zhenzhen was puzzled. Why did it feel like this person was waiting for her on purpose?

"Were you waiting for me?"

The man raised his face, his unkempt hair unable to conceal his wrinkled face.

Su Zhenzhen had seen many elderly people, all of whom had cloudy and dull eyes. But the man in front of her had bright eyes that shone like stars. If you only looked at his eyes, you would believe he was a teenager.

"I'm waiting for someone, anyone will do, otherwise this secret will remain buried for who knows how long."