His True Colors Chapter 2006

 Hearing this voice, Han eliminated instantly had a complicated look on his face, while Han Qianqian was quite happy.

        Gritting his teeth, he glanced at the crowd, "You all wait outside the hall, Sanqian, you come in with me."

        After saying this, he let out a long sigh, and when the curtain of the inner room was lifted, the familiar stench came back to him.

        Except for Han Qianqian, the two women and Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng could not help but cover their noses slightly.

        As Han entered the inner hall, Han Qianqian was not repulsed by the stench.

        It was still damp and dark with no fingers visible, with only a coffin and a candle above the main hall.

        "Three thousand has met Granny Master." Han Qianqian knelt and bowed, respectfully.

        "Good, good, good, child, good boy." Inside the coffin, the voice still sent chills down the back of one's spine.

        Gritting his teeth, Han Fei pulled Han Qianqian towards the coffin.

        Han Qianqian was full of anticipation, but as he got closer to the coffin, the stench became more and more pungent, and even Han Qianqian couldn't help but feel a little sick to his stomach.

        However, he forced himself to endure the stench and approached the coffin.

        When Han removed the candle from the top of the coffin and placed it near the coffin, the situation inside the coffin became clear.

        Under the dim and leaping candle flame, a pile of rotting flesh was piled up in the coffin, not to mention the absence of a human face, or even the basic appearance of a human being.

        To be precise, it was just a mass of almost watery flesh lying in the coffin, with only a barely-there eye at the top of the flesh, which seemed to indicate that it was the head.

        Even if the mind is as steady as Han Qianqian's, when he saw this scene, the whole person could not help but be shocked.

        This ...... pile of rotten flesh was ...... actually the Shifu?!

        "Ugh!!!" Han eliminated his head to the side and let out a heavy sigh, then he gently came away from Han Qianqian and put the candle back on the candlestick above the coffin as well.

        Han Qianqian was still unable to return to his senses for a long time. The pile of rotten flesh could be said to have had a great impact on Han Qianqian's mind.

        He had seen all sorts of broken arms and corpses, but never had he seen someone who was a complete pile of flesh and mush.

        There wasn't even the barest of bones!!!

        "Son, I'm sorry, Shifu scared you, Shifu also just ...... wanted to see you."

        Just then, a sad voice came from the coffin.

        "No, it's three thousand who deserve to die, three thousand shouldn't ......" The voice also snapped Han Qianqian out of his shock, and Han Qianqian knelt down in self-reproach.

        That was always his own senior mother-in-law, and Han Qianqian knew that he had just acted too rudely.

        Although it wasn't Han Qianqian's fault, after all, anyone who saw that scene would have been scared out of their wits.

        "Child, it's not your fault, not to mention you, even when Shifu herself saw her appearance, she was just like you." Inside the coffin, there was still that sad voice.

        Han Qianqian looked at Han Fei in disbelief, "Master, how could she ......"

        "It's all because of that dog thief Wang Juzhi." Han Cao could not hide his grief and anger, his eyes were filled with both tears and anger.

        "Wang Juzhi?" Han Qianqian froze, this bitch again?

        "Han Xiao'er, let bygones be bygones, why should we let the younger generation carry the burden of the older generation's affairs?" Just as Han消 was about to speak, the voice from the coffin interrupted in due course.

        "Yes." Han Cao nodded heavily and turned his body slightly to the side, standing beside Han Qianqian.

        "Child, has Han Fei already told you about the Immortal Spirit Divine Ring?" Inside the coffin, the voice spoke to Han Qianqian.

        Han Qianqian nodded, "Report to the Master Grandmother, Master has already told me."

        "Very well, when will you go to Immortal Spirit Island?"

        "I'll set off as soon as I can, I'll go there once I've finished some business."

        "There is a peach blossom forest in the east of Immortal Spirit Island. The peach blossom forest is beautiful in all seasons. Later on, there was another child in the peach blossom forest, and your master named her Ling'er, alas, I really miss those days." The voice murmured.

        The tone was full of memories and longing for the good life of the past.

        "Don't worry, Master Granny, after I arrive at Immortal Spirit Island, I will immediately send someone to pick you and Master up there." Han Qianqian couldn't help but be moved and forced himself to hold back his sadness and said.

        "Child, you have a heart, Master Grandmother thank you."

        After a moment of silence, she said softly, "There is a peach blossom formation in the peach forest, and if it were not for our sect leader, we would not know its mechanism. My son, I have a wish for you, can you grant it?"

        "Please tell me, I will do it."

        "After Shifu's death, will you bury Shifu in Shifu's grave, please?"

        Han Qianqian shook his head, "How could Shifu die after living a long life? When San San arrives at Immortal Spirit Island, he will definitely redouble his studies and heal Shifu in the future."

        "Good, good, good boy, really good boy, Granny is waiting for that day, come, boy, can you touch Granny?" The voice was full of emotion and gentle.

        Han Qianqian nodded and took a few steps to the coffin, then he put his hand on top of the rotting flesh.

        And almost at that moment, Han Qianqian's face fiercely grimaced, and there was even a sudden great flash of golden light within his body!