"Miss Meng, you know that it's meaningless to do that!" Li Xuehao suddenly woke her up, with a hint of spiritual energy in his voice.

Meng Mochou almost collapsed, but he knew that it was impossible to hug her grandfather who used to love her.

The phantom floated to her, stretched out his hand several times, but couldn't catch her either, so he stopped doing useless work. He just said with heartache: "Girl, don't cry, grandpa is by your side."

"Wow—" Meng Mochou cried like a child, and it was heartbreaking.

Li Xuehao did not stop her this time, knowing that she needed to vent, otherwise it would be depressed in her body and would not be good for her health. He looked at the phantom that was staring at him in surprise and doubtfulness, and smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Meng."

"Are you?" Phantom was stunned. He had never seen this young man before, but when he heard his tone, it seemed that the other party was very familiar with him.

"Do you still remember your old friends in Eleven?" Li Xuehao asked.

"Ah——" Phantom was startled, then reacted, and his expression became excited, "Is it... Master?"

"It's me." Li Xuehao nodded with a smile. "Eleventh" was synthesized into the word "Eleventh", which was a name that only the two knew, because that was how they chatted at that time.

I confirmed that the person in front of me was the gods whom he had always longed to see but could not see. The phantom also vaguely understood the reason why he would appear here: "Master, you recruited me back?"

"Yes." Li Xuehao nodded lightly and glanced at the Meng clan members present, "Since you left, this place has been quite lively. I think only you can solve it."

"Hiki?" The phantom frowned and soon understood what was going on. Especially the Meng clan people around him showed up in an encirclement, vaguely surrounding his beloved granddaughter in the middle. He was immediately angry and looked at the middle-aged man in the crowd fiercely.

The middle-aged man was seen with panic and fear, and knelt on the ground with a squeak, slapped himself in the mouth: "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm confused, I'm sorry, I'm wrong..."

"I just knew that you were not right. Isn't the ones I left for you enough? Do you still want to steal your niece's things?" The phantom was furious and wanted to step forward and teach this unsuccessful son a lesson.

The middle-aged man only knew how to slap himself in the mouth and admit his mistake. When he came back from his father's soul, he could not feel any rebellious.

"Enough, don't beat me anymore. I warn you, if you think about the little girl's things, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" The phantom said viciously.

"No, dad, I won't..." The middle-aged man shook his head repeatedly. He didn't want his dad to come to his bed to chat with him every night.

"And you, whoever dares to attack the girl, I will not let you go!" The phantom glanced at the Meng clan members around him again.

Everyone shook their heads repeatedly, saying that they dared not.

"Mr. Meng, there is one more thing." Li Xuehao said at the quiet Meng clan, looking at the Meng clan, who said at the right time.

"Please say, Master." Although the master in front of him was terrible young, the phantom knew that this might be the appearance of the master after he was reborn. As a god, it is not surprising that he will never live forever. Maybe his age is several times older than him.

"You didn't die naturally." Li Xuehao said.

This sentence was like a rock that shocked the sky. It not only shocked the Meng clan members around it, but also made the phantom angry: "Master, is it that I was killed by someone?"

"With Jiushijiu I gave you, you will be free from illness and pain in your life. How could you die of a heart disease? So, someone touched your hands and feet, making you look like you had a sudden heart disease." Li Xuehao looked at the baby boy in the stroller, and he was still holding the small jade pendant in his hand.

The phantom knew what he said "Jiu Shijiu" and the master's words would never be false, which made him even more hated: "Who is it! Who wants my life!" As he said that, he looked around and finally stopped his eyes on the middle-aged man.

The latter was so scared that he shivered all over, and his body had just gotten up and knelt down immediately: "Dad, the conscience of heaven and earth, you are my father. No matter how brave I am, I will never dare to do such a ruthless thing."

"It's really not what he did." The black shadow was about to get angry, but Li Xuehao said at the right time. Through the sensing of his spiritual sense, he already knew who the real murderer was behind the scenes, and that figure hiding in the crowd and shrinking.

"It's you." He looked straight at him. It was a thin middle-aged man. When Mr. Meng's soul appeared, he was in panic all day long. Although he had no blood on his body, he was surrounded by a trace of resentment. It was an unforgettable mark left after the harm of human life.

"No, it's not me, it's not me..." The thin middle-aged man quickly made a loud quibbling.

The phantom suddenly floated in front of him and stumbled at him: "Asheng, did you do it?"

With the soul at hand, the thin middle-aged man finally collapsed: "I don't want it, uncle, I'm unintentional, I don't know that the medicine is so powerful. I just want you to lie in the bed for a few days, who knows..."

"Did you find out that embezzlement of public funds by me?" I knew who the real murderer was, and the phantom also instantly thought of his motive.

"Okay, you beast, you killed my dad!" As the phantom's son, the middle-aged man knew who the real murderer was, rushed from the ground, rushed to the thin middle-aged man, kicked him down with a fierce kick, and then punched him.

The thin middle-aged man screamed repeatedly, and the phantom seemed to be feeling a little reluctant, and scolded: "Enough, do you want to kick someone to death?"

"Dad, he killed you!" The middle-aged man was still worried. Although he had complained in his heart that his father handed the most important key to his niece, he had absolutely no idea of ​​killing his father, as it was not something human beings did at all.

"I already know that if you kick him to death, is it just avenging me? Stupid! Don't you have to go to jail by yourself?" Although I really want to teach this incompetent son a lesson, it is his own flesh and blood after all, and he doesn't want to see him in prison.

"Asheng, tell me, are you really unintentional?" After anger, Phantom didn't want to force him too much. He was also Meng's own person and his brother's son.

"Uncle, I am really unintentional. Please believe me! I am unintentional and I didn't want to kill you..." The thin middle-aged man almost swore to the sky and the earth.

"If you really are unintentional, then you want to harm Miss Meng's son. Is this unintentional?" Li Xuehao added next to him.

"What!" Everyone who heard it was shocked, the thin middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he fell into despair.

"Master, you mean, he wants to kill Jian Qiu?" Meng Mochou reacted and asked with lingering fear.

"Well, he should have put medicine in the bottle, maybe it was the kind of medicine that killed Mr. Meng." Li Xuehao nodded.

"Beast!" Meng Mochou cursed. She had no doubt about what the master said at all. She finally understood why he had stopped himself from breastfeeding. She was filled with lingering fear and did not dare to imagine what crazy things she would do if her son had an accident.

The phantom was so angry that it seemed calm: "Asheng, it doesn't matter if you hurt me. For your father's sake, I can forgive you, but you shouldn't harm the girl, let alone his children!" After that, he turned to the middle-aged man beside him and said, "If you want me to forgive you, send him to prison and never come out in this life."

"Dad, don't worry, leave it to me." Seeing that there was a chance to atone for sins, the middle-aged man would not miss it. He didn't dare to make the key now, and he hated the guy who killed his father even more.

Looking at the thin middle-aged man who was lying on the ground, the middle-aged man was full of disgust and called two people over and took him away.

...

The matter came to an end. Li Xuehao was invited into the mourning hall, and the Meng clan members also followed him in. They were all in a manner and looked at him with awe at times. This was a master who could summon souls and was a real master. It was impossible to fake it if he saw it with his own eyes.

The phantom stood in front of his portrait and stared blankly, as if quite moved.

"Master, please have tea." Meng Mochou walked over with a cup of steaming fragrant tea. She was full of gratitude for the master. If it weren't for him, she would never have seen her dearest grandfather again, and maybe even Jianqiu would have disappeared.

"You're welcome." Li Xuehao took the tea and was not surprised by her rudeness at first and respect at the end. When encountering such a thing, anyone would have such a reaction.

"Mr. Meng, I think you may not be that long, so if you have anything to say, you can say to your juniors." Li Xuehao said to the phantom's back with the tea aside.

"What, grandpa is leaving?" Meng Mochou's heart tightened.

"Yes, I'm no longer a human being, I can't be with you forever, girl." The phantom turned around, with a deep regret and reluctance in his tone.

"I don't want my grandfather to leave." Meng Mochou's eyes turned red. If she hadn't been able to touch her grandfather, she would probably have pounced on her again.

"Silly kid, we are separated by yin and yang, so it is impossible for us to live together all the time. You just need to know that grandpa is always by your side to protect you." The phantom said docilely.

Meng Mochou was crying like rain. Grandpa just came back and was leaving again. She might never see him again.

"Silly kid, if you want to see me, you can find a master and then call me back." The phantom comforted.

Meng Mochou heard this and saw hope igniting in his eyes. He turned to look: "Master, is that OK?"

Li Xuehao originally wanted to deny it, but when he saw the phantom's eyes, he nodded slightly: "If I want to meet, I can summon souls again." In fact, he knew very well that this might be the last time the grandparents and grandchildren met, and it would never be possible to meet again in the future.
Chapter completed!