"Wa—"
At the same time, thunder rumbled continuously in the sky, shaking the entire world. The wind and rain became crazily stronger.
"Another boy!"
The old woman cried until she lost her voice and cried out these words like a broken gong. Then, she became completely silent as she took care of the newborn child.
Good for you, Ye Lulu.
In the heavy storm that threatened to overturn the world, Ye Lulu closed her eyes.
…
Black clouds rolled over as strange purple lightning flashed across the sky. In the Guan family's old house, the layout of the mourning hall was especially frightening under such circumstances.
At this moment, something even more shocking happened. The mountain wind seemed to have a life of its own as it continuously pounded on the Guan family's tightly shut door.
If someone from the village were to leave their house and see this scene, they would definitely feel that something was strange and be so scared that their legs would go soft.
That was because the mountain wind seemed to have gathered two strong gusts of wind as if someone had given an order, and was strangely slamming against the Guan family's door!
The Guan family was poor to begin with, so the house was very old. The two unbolted wooden doors finally creaked open after a persistent pounding from the mountain wind.
A strong gust of wind blew into the Guan family's house.
To be precise, it blew into the mourning hall.
Wind and rain drifted into the empty house. At this moment, only a cold and stiff body was placed there. It belonged to the Guan family's sixth son, Guan Chibei.
The sixth son of the Guan family had been struck by the falling trees on the mountain road on his way back from the city yesterday and had died on the spot.
It was the villagers who brought him back. Everyone was regretful and said that Guan Chibei was still very young. He was just over twenty years old. It was also because of Guan Chibei's accidental death that the Guan family wanted to bury him quickly.
A silent aura drifted in and stopped above Guan Chibei.
Guan Chibei's body was still undamaged. When the giant tree smashed down yesterday, it had crushed his entire body, causing him to die on the spot. However, there were no external injuries on his body.
The house was silent.
At this moment, an ethereal soul walked out from the invisible mountain wind. The man's tall figure was especially intimidating. He was wearing a long black and purple robe, and for some reason, his body exuded a faint luster. He looked extremely handsome. Although his white jade-like face was expressionless, it had an extremely intimidating aura.
Surprisingly, there was an extremely dense yin energy around the man's body. The yin energy was so dense that it turned into black color and spread out from his feet.
However, within the surging yin energy, there was a hint of white that seemed to come from the sky. It was stern and inviolable.
The purplish-green lightning in the black clouds was his aura.
Green was the yin energy of the Netherworld, while purple was the divine power of the heavens.
The time has come. He was finally here.
The man's expression was indifferent. He glanced at Guan Chibei's body before lying down naturally.
Crack—
The last bolt of lightning descended from the sky.
In the mourning hall of the Guan family's old house in Yunwu Village, Guan Chibei, who was lying on a wooden board, suddenly opened his eyes. His face had already been wiped clean by the Guan family, and there were no traces of blood.
At this moment, Guan Chibei's eyes were unfathomable. He sat up, his movements still stiff. When he got up, he almost tripped.
Guan Chibei took two steps and his stiff body slowly became agile…
Actually, this body belonged to him.