Chapter 627 I'm Not Familiar with Your Ancestors
Upon seeing the fleeting burst of smoke, Alexander exclaimed with delight, "Ivy, the ancestor has agreed! Smoke is rising from his grave!"
Boom!
Out of nowhere, a clump of dirt from the Ashford family ancestor's grave flew out and smashed onto Alexander's face.
Alexander wiped off the dirt on his face and said incredulously, "Is the ancestor angry? But he allowed the resurrection of the Ashford family members, isn't that a great thing? Could it be that the ancestor doesn't trust me?"
"Ivy, you are the Ashford family's great contributor, come here and speak to the ancestor!" Alexander exclaimed, upon witnessing the situation.
However, upon seeing this situation, Ivy was too frightened to approach and hastily waved her hands, trying to escape.
"Ivy, don't leave...Ivy..." Alexander chased after Ivy until they were inside the helicopter before he had the chance to speak to her.
"Ivy, why did you run so fast? Could you help me convey a few words to the ancestor?" Alexander asked, still catching his breath.
Ivy, shaking with fear, said, "I-I-I...I'm not good at communicating with...with people who have been dead for so long..."
Alexander pondered silently.
She spoke as if he were good at it!
But then again, the ancestor has been dead for almost 100 years.
If he hadn't been reincarnated, if he had been cultivating underground for hundreds of years...wow, his powers might even surpass her Magic Pearl's spiritual power.
Whenever Ivy thought about the ancestor's grave emitting smoke and the ability to spew soil, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.
"Alexander, is the ancestor cultivating underground? How can he have such formidable abilities?" Ivy asked, feeling terrified.
The pilot beside them remained silent.
What did this couple witness just now?
Aren't there graves all around them? What does it mean to cultivate underground?
Suddenly, the honey cake in his mouth didn't taste as good.
Alexander thought seriously and said, "I think...he still doesn't trust me, doesn't believe that we can resurrect the dead."
The pilot beside them remained speechless.
My goodness, did he just hear correctly? Resurrect the dead?
Trembling, Ivy said, "I actually think that maybe the ancestor doesn't want them to be resurrected. Perhaps the underground world is livelier than our own!"
With a furrowed brow, Alexander said, "Could it be true? Should we...go underground and take a look?"
The pilot beside them...
Thud!
He fainted, still biting on the uneaten piece of honey cake.
Using the power of the Tiger Magic Pearl, Alexander revived the pilot and resumed their conversation.
"Unfortunately, our cultivation is not sufficient. We don't have the ability to go to heaven or enter the earth. Ivy, how do you think we should proceed down there?"
Struggling to come up with an idea, Ivy said, "Since we can't go up or down, the only option is soul-bodyswapping."
Alexander asked, "What do you mean by soul-bodyswapping?"
Ivy explained, "One of us must die near the grave, and then our soul will enter the ancestor's body."
In the tomb of the ancestor, let's communicate with the old grandfather.
Let's find out if those seven people who died 20 years ago were cremated, and if their spirits are still nearby. If their bodies were cremated back then, or if their souls are no longer here, then forget about the idea of resurrection!"
Alexander nodded, "That's the only way, but who should go down?"
Ivy held herself tightly and said in a panic, "I definitely won't go, I'm not familiar with your ancestors."
"Well then..." Alexander's dark, bright eyes looked towards the pilot.
His intention was that he, Alexander, would go down to the bottom of the tomb to investigate, hoping that the pilot would accompany Ivy to guard at the grave.
After all, Ivy is a woman, and in this extremely eerie place, it wouldn't be good without a man accompanying her.
However, the pilot thought that Alexander wanted him, as a pilot, to go down to the tomb to meet the old ancestor of the Ashford family.
Before Alexander could say anything, with a thud, he fainted again.
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