"We can't change it... Others can't do it, but your grandma can. Look." As soon as Grandma finished speaking, a red-robed Ghost Emperor with violet eyes suddenly appeared beside me, drifting and circling.
I sucked in a cold breath. This time, Grandma had even skipped the incantation and directly summoned one of the Three Ghosts—the Crimson Silk Imperial Lady. No wonder she dared say that others couldn't do it, but she could.
As long as Grandma summoned one of the Three Ghosts and entered the living formation, she would probably have to flee for her life too.
Besides, this wind wasn't ordinary wind. It was a blade meant to kill—even stones could be cleaved into pieces by it!
"So it really is like this... Sigh, Grandma, have you suffered? Xijun misses her mother terribly, and she misses you too. We brought you some food..." As long as the living formation was willing, people could certainly enter. Hadn't Grandma entered it herself?
But I couldn't figure out how Grandma had gotten inside, so for the moment, I handed out the backpack in front of me.
Grandma sighed and said, "Xijun, do you miss your mother?"
"Grandma, I miss Mommy... Sob..." Xijun sobbed. For a pitiful child searching for her mother, seeing her own mother was the only foundation for forgiving everything.
The sorrow in my heart was no less than Xijun's. Entering the living formation to guard it probably hadn't been Grandma's wish either, but she seemed to feel that it was her responsibility.
"Wait a little longer. Grandma will protect your mother for you. Wait until the day you can truly come here." Grandma offered guidance to Xijun and me.
"But Grandma, what happened to Mommy...?" Xijun asked anxiously.
"You must be obedient and listen to your big brother. He