Wang Zhiyi glanced at Lin Mu and found that Lin Mu's face was also red.

"Xiao Mu, I will hold an engagement ceremony for you in a while. If you have any friends, you can call them over!"

Lin Mu was still in shock and had not recovered. Hearing this, he immediately replied: "Uncle Wang, is this a little too fast? You can give us some time to adapt!"

"What do you call Uncle Wang? Call me father-in-law!"

"My body can't last much longer. Before I die, I just want to see Miao Miao get married. Can't you satisfy me even with this wish?"

Lin Mu felt a big headache for a while, and he knew Uncle Wang's body very well. Although he was weak, he could still make up for it in the later stages.

Don't say too much, he can live for at least twenty or thirty years, but if he said that, Lin Mu really couldn't refute it.

He could only nod helplessly: "I'll try my best!"

Wang Zhiyi saw Lin Mu giving in and nodded with satisfaction. He was secretly happy in his heart. I have lived for so many years and I still can't cure you?

"By the way, there is one more thing about your parents!"

"Anything else?"

Lin Mu thought that Uncle Wang called him here just to talk about the marriage, but he didn't expect that there was something else.

He straightened his body slightly, sat upright and said, "Uncle Wang, tell me!"

"What did you call me?"

Wang Zhiyi frowned.

"Father-in-law, tell me!"

Lin Mu scratched his nose and shouted out those two words with difficulty. He was a little uncomfortable with the sudden addition of a father-in-law.

Wang Zhiyi nodded with satisfaction, then frowned and said, "Actually, I doubt your parents are alive!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Lin Muxi stood up and looked at Uncle Wang in disbelief.

He buried his parents' bodies with his own hands. He went to pay homage every year. How could they not be dead?

Is there any hidden secret here?

"Don't be so excited!"

Wang Zhiyi waved his hand and motioned Lin Mu to sit down.

"I just have suspicions! I'm not sure, because that matter is beyond my imagination!"

After Lin Mu sat down, he listened to Wang Zhiyi start to speak slowly.

"I had a stomachache that day and escaped. But there was a very strange thing. After your parents died, the nine-headed python passed by, but it looked very panicked!"

"Has the nine-headed python really been there? I thought Liu Qingming lied to me!"

Wang Zhiyi shook his head: "He didn't lie to you. The nine-headed python did go there, but it didn't kidnap anyone that time. It even looked at me and left in a hurry!"

"Does the nine-headed python often kidnap cultivators in crack No. 8?"

"It's not that often. Anyway, ten years ago, it would come out every one or two months! We even calculated the time when it would come out and avoided it!"

"Then what does this have to do with the death of my parents? Maybe it just didn't want to kidnap you that day?"

Wang Zhiyi shook his head: "The weird thing is not the Hydra, but after the Nine-headed Python left!"

"After the nine-headed python flew away that day, I originally planned to help your parents collect their bodies, but I didn't expect that a huge, almost transparent hand would grab a handful from above your parents' bodies!"

"At that moment, I felt like my soul was being pulled out of my body by the palm of my hand. All the armored turtles around me were lying on the ground and didn't dare to move!"

"I suspect that that huge palm took away the souls of your parents. The nine-headed python must have noticed something and fled there quickly!"

At this point, Wang Zhiyi did not continue because he did not know how to explain such a thing.

"Soul? Huge palm? Nine-headed python!"

Lin Mu muttered softly, what Uncle Wang said was beyond his understanding.

"Uncle Wang, do you believe people have souls?"

Wang Zhiyi nodded and looked at Lin Mu with firm eyes: "I believe it because I have seen people's souls leave their bodies with my own eyes! Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that that big hand is here to get the souls of your parents!"

This shocking statement made Lin Mu never expect that Uncle Wang would have such an experience.

"Can you talk to me?"

Wang Zhiyi took a deep breath and said slowly: "When I was young, my health was not good, so my dad took me to find a foster father, saying he could ward off disasters!"

"I didn't understand at the time why I wanted to accept a fool as my foster father, but because I was young, I had no choice but to follow my dad's arrangements!"

"Every year during the Chinese New Year, we send something to my foster father's family!"

"I remember when I was ten years old, my dad had no time, so he asked me to go to my foster father's house alone!"

"On that day, I saw with my own eyes a translucent little person flying out of my foster father's body, which scared me so much that I ran away!"

"The next day, I learned that my foster father had died!"

"Later I heard from my mother that it was because my foster father recognized the foster son that he shouldn't have recognized. The foster son was in such great catastrophe that the foster father couldn't stop him and died!"

Lin Mu listened to Wang Zhiyi like he was listening to a ghost story. He also knew about this kind of foster father, but there was no evidence to prove that this thing was useful.

Before the Earth and Star Changes, there were indeed some incredible things circulating among the people, but since entering the era of cultivation, no one believed these things.

People nowadays believe in the god Wu Ketong.

And he has now opened his upper dantian. If there is such a thing as a soul, then he should be able to see Liu Qingming's soul if he kills him.

But looking at Uncle Wang's vow, Lin Mu was also a little shaken. Maybe some things really existed, but they couldn't see it.

Thinking of this, Lin Mu suddenly thought of a person, maybe he would know something.

"Uncle Wang, I'm going to make a call first. Please wait!"

After saying that, Lin Mu took his mobile phone and walked out of the ward.

"Hey, Senior Gu, I want to ask you a question!"

"you say!"

"Do you know about souls?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds: "Where did you know that?"

"An elder of mine told me about this!"

"You ask this, what's the matter?"

"It's about the death of my parents!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Lin Mu, I can only tell you that souls do exist, and I have seen them too!"

"really?"

Lin Mu was stimulated by Gu Minglan's words and asked excitedly.

"But what I want to tell you is that no one I know can prove the existence of the soul! If everything in the world has laws, only the soul seems to have no laws!"

"Among the hundreds of sky-breaking realms on Earth, I have never heard of anyone who can control the soul!"

Gu Minglan said this after careful consideration.

"Senior Ancient, what do you think the soul is?"

"From the perspective of a cultivator, I can't explain it! But from a scientific perspective, the soul should belong to a high-latitude thing. Our body is in a low-latitude, and the soul is in a high-latitude to control our low-latitude body!"

Lin Mu was confused by these words. He had read a lot of information and had indeed heard the scientific explanation of the soul, but how could something that was not in two dimensions produce a control reaction?

If you have a soul, where is your soul?

It doesn't seem to be in your body, but it exists in a unique way, controlling your consciousness.

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