"this!!"

Qin Chuan's right hand holding the letter trembled, as if struck by lightning, and he stood there in a daze.

King Nan’s father is not dead?

If Li Kui meets Li Gui, then wouldn't his act of pretending to be the "friend regardless of age difference" of the old Southern King be ruthlessly exposed?

"No, you must not reveal the truth!"

Almost instantly, his expression became firm, and he exerted force with his right hand, turning the letter into ashes.

Yes, he couldn't let on.

Because he had acted so well before, and acted so righteously, as if it were real. If he were to be exposed now, all his character settings would be questioned, and his adopted son would also suspect that he had been acting all along!

Although there is no evidence.

But as long as you have doubts, it is like a crack on the porcelain. No matter how careful you are, it will collapse sooner or later.

He would never allow this to happen!

"Nan Wang Yang Tu said that the old Nan Wang is not in his right mind. We can't believe it completely. Maybe he already knows the truth."

"But he is still willing to call me uncle instead of calling me by my name, which shows that he doesn't want to break the illusion."

"But no matter what, I need to go to the Nanwang Mansion to see what's going on."

He sorted out his thoughts and set off.

If the Southern Palace really already knew the truth, then inviting him over this time was most likely to discuss the details supporting the illusion.

Because the Nanwang Mansion itself was actually willing to maintain this illusion. After all, Qin Chuan was a powerful Saint! !

As for whether it is dangerous to go there...

There is no need to think too much about this.

If the royal family wanted to take action against him, they would have done so long ago. Even if he was hiding in the Seven Martial Sect, they could still kill him. There was no need to invite him over.

At present.

He did not harm the interests of the royal family, and the royal family could not figure out his true colors and were more willing to be on good terms with him.

Qin Chuan is very fast.

In less than half an hour, they arrived at the Palace of Prince Nan, and there were already many people waiting to greet them outside the gate of the Palace of Prince Nan.

The bigwigs in Nanwang Palace were divided into two factions. The scene was very grand. Even the old guys in Nanwang Palace came out.

Qin Chuan's current strength is worthy of such a scene. At least on the surface, he is the strongest person in the Nine Suns Dynasty! !

"Welcome, Master Qin Chuan!"

"Welcome, Master Qin Chuan!"

These important figures bowed at the same time, with awe and even worship in their eyes.

"Uncle!"

Nan Wang Yang Tu stood at the front and rushed over, pulling Qin Chuan inside and said, "Hurry, my father is waiting for you!"

Qin Chuan didn't say anything and let him pull him.

Soon, the two came to a secluded courtyard. In the magnificent Southern Prince's Palace, such a small courtyard seemed very out of place.

But some people just like it. When they get tired of delicacies from land and sea, they like to eat some game, especially big shots.

"Uncle Shi, my father is there."

Nan Wang Yang pointed to the big banyan tree in the middle of the yard, and saw a bamboo lounge chair under the tree.

Lying on the recliner was a burly white-haired old man in shrouds. He squinted his eyes and rocked the recliner gently.

After hearing the voice, he slowly opened his eyes, then looked at Qin Chuan with a smile, and said meaningfully: "You are finally here."

Qin Chuan was stunned, and before he could react, he heard the old man continue to say: "Did you bring what I want?"

Qin Chuan looked at the Southern King Yang Tu beside him in surprise, and saw Yang Tu smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know why, my father has been talking nonsense since he came back to life, and no one knows what he is talking about."

"Did he say anything else besides these two sentences?" Qin Chuan asked.

"No, after I was resurrected, I kept repeating these two sentences. I don't know what they mean."

Yang Tu said helplessly: "That's why I asked you to come over to see if this is some secret code you had back then. If you can answer it, maybe it can help him regain some of his memory."

Qin Chuan frowned and thought about it.

Then he came to the old man, walked back and forth a few steps, and asked: "Did you bring what I want?"

“They are all here!”

The old man's right hand subconsciously reached to the side, as if he picked up an invisible box and weighed it.

Qin Chuan's eyes flashed, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and he continued in a deep voice: "I need to inspect the goods first."

"I want to inspect the goods, too."

The old man also said it reflexively.

"good!"

Then, Qin Chuan threw an invisible box over with his right hand, and the old man caught the invisible box with his left hand and threw his non-existent box over with his right hand.

"this……"

Yang Tu, who was standing next to him, was stunned. What was going on? He was completely confused!

"Uncle Shi, what's going on?"

King Nan asked nervously. He always felt that this matter was a bit weird. The two people in front of him seemed like crazy.

He had never encountered such a strange thing, and had never even heard of it. Even if someone said that his father was possessed by a demon, he would believe it!

If he wasn't afraid, he wouldn't have invited Qin Chuan over.

Now in his heart, his uncle Qin Chuan is his greatest support.

Qin Chuan did not look back, but looked at the old man with sad eyes, as if reminiscing about the past, and said in a low voice: "The situation is very bad... extremely bad."

"What?!"

Yang Tu's whole body tensed up.

"Why……"

Qin Chuan sighed, a trace of pity on his face, and said: "I trained with your father back then, and your father was cursed by a vicious curse in a ruin."

"The murals in the ruins record that if the body of a cursed person is not cremated after death, it will turn into a corpse. The situation just now is a sign of the corpse turning into a corpse."

Yang Tu's body trembled, and he became even more nervous. He asked, "What will happen after the corpse transforms?"

Qin Chuan was silent for a moment, then he said in a deep voice: "According to the murals, after the corpse transforms, it will turn into a bloodthirsty monster, and will slaughter all its direct descendants and bathe in their blood..."

"this!!"

Yang Tu's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at his father again and found that his father was smiling at him.

This smile was as harmless as that of a baby, but at this moment, it made him shudder.

Even more terrifying than a man-eating monster!

"Uncle, besides cremation, is there any other way?" Finally, Yang Tu took a deep breath and asked.

"Besides cremation, the only option is to seal him. But the seal will break one day, and he will become stronger and stronger. When he comes out, your descendants may not be able to escape unscathed."

Qin Chuan's tone was heavy.

This tone of voice doubled the pressure in Yang Tu's heart. He could no longer feel calm when he thought that his daughter would be killed and drained of blood in the future.

Cremation!

Must be cremated!!

In this world, important people are rarely cremated after death, because they have many ways to ensure that their bodies remain intact for a long time.

Moreover, many people believe that ancestors whose bodies do not decay can better protect future generations.

But now, King Yang Tu of the South gritted his teeth and decided to cremate his beloved father.

Father, in order to preserve the incense of our lineage, please forgive me for being unfilial!

Yang Tu took a deep breath, looked at his father with infinite affection, then bowed and clasped his fists to Qin Chuan.

"Uncle, please help me cremate my father!"