Chapter 47: The Devil's Eye
Zhang Zhiqiang and others came to the mountain where his father Zhang Zhiwu came out of the spirit, and Wang Ying's compass began to move because he received the ghost's dead air. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info found the other party's trace, and Wang Ying's expression became solemn.
"How about cousin, have you found out where my father is?" Seeing Wang Ying's solemn look, Wu Fenfang and Zhang Zhiqiang began to get nervous.
Wang Ying nodded, pointed to the woods in front of her and said, "Her cousin, if I guess correctly, your mother-in-law's father should be in the woods ahead!"
Zhang Zhiqiang and his wife looked at each other, a little worried. Especially Wu Fenfang, who has had an experience, her heart has already raised her throat. People are like this, the biggest fear is not seeing a real person, but the feeling when you don't see a real person. She held her husband Zhang Zhiqiang's arm tightly and refused to let go. Due to the excessive force, Zhang Zhiqiang's arm had been scratched out by Wu Fenfang.
At this moment, the surroundings are extremely quiet. The night was hazy, and the three of them could vaguely hear the rustle of leaves blown by the wind, the buzzing of mosquitoes, and the sound of each other's heartbeats.
At this moment, Wang Ying felt a flower in front of him, and a whirlwind blew from the depths of the woods, shaking the trunk of the tree. The branches and leaves were blown all over the place, but everywhere.
This whirlwind made the three of them blur their vision, in the face of such a critical moment, Wang Ying was in a hurry, urging Zhang Zhiqiang and his wife to quickly block their eyes, Wang Ying himself used a compass to block it, and kept calm as much as possible.
The wind was howling, and the wind was getting sharper and stronger. Seeing that something was wrong, Wang Ying took the compass in his hand and scolded to the woods: "The little ghost is blind, and he dares to show off with his mother here." Tell you, the old lady has experienced a hundred battles. It doesn't matter if you're a human or a demon, don't hide your head or tail. Hurry up and get out of the old lady, the old lady will save you from death!"
This person is afraid of agitation, and the same is true of ghosts, who also have a good face. Hearing Wang Ying say this, the wind stopped, and everything seemed to return to its previous calm. Holding a compass in his left hand and a peachwood sword wrapped around his waist, Wang Ying did not dare to underestimate the enemy carelessly. Zhang Zhiqiang and his wife were close to Wang Ying, for fear of breaking away from the team and dying without a place to be buried.
"With your little mana, you still want to take me in, hehe, what a fool's dream!"
When the three of them were at a loss, Wang Ying's compass began to move, Wang Ying took a closer look and found that the compass pointer was pointing behind her, she looked back and immediately gasped.
I don't know when, Zhang Zhiwu has appeared behind her cousin Wu Fenfang, his hands are on Wu Fenfang's shoulders, I don't know what kind of evil art this old thing is practicing, and his fingernails have become very thin, especially the fingernails, which have become extremely sharp, Wang Ying can vaguely see that Zhang Zhiwu's nails are still hidden in the black mud mixed with blood!
Slowly, Zhang Zhiwu, who was wearing a blue military coat and combing his hair in the middle, put his hands on Wu Fenfang's neck, stretched out his bloody mouth, and was ready to bite this daughter-in-law who had been against him before.
Wang Ying shouted, ignoring the compass in his hand, pulled out the peachwood sword from his arms, turned around and stabbed at Zhang Zhiwu. The stab came so quickly. Wang Ying exerted all his strength and attacked the top of Zhang Zhiwu's head. Helplessly, Zhang Zhiwu had rough skin and thick meat, and he was not injured at all, but subconsciously took a few steps back. The peachwood sword was broken, and Wu Fenfang's life was temporarily saved.
Zhang Zhiwu turned around, only to find that his father Zhang Zhiwu had appeared behind him and was going to kill his daughter-in-law. Zhang Zhiqiang pushed his wife Wu Fenfang behind him, knelt down and kowtowed to his father: "Dad, the child is not filial, and he can't give you a pension to the end! Today, you can let your daughter-in-law go! Anyway, in the future, you will have to rely on him to inherit the incense for our Zhang family!"
Let her go? Zhang Zhiwu spat and snorted coldly: "What do you think this woman is a good thing." If it weren't for her thinking about my little possessions, I might still be enjoying my family life right now. It's because of this drug dealer that now you and I are separated from each other!"
Speaking of this, Zhang Zhiwu laughed and said, "However, I still have to thank you for this matter." If you two hadn't come to hang around my corpse, how would I have come back to life! Today, I want your life!"
Zhang Zhiwu kicked his thigh and kicked his son Zhang Zhiqiang away, he walked in front of Wu Fenfang again, stretched out his hands, and prepared to send her back to the West. Wu Fenfang desperately retreated, but her legs were no longer obedient, like a lamb to be slaughtered, wanting to move but unable to move.
"This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world! The person who can kill his daughter-in-law with his own hands, Grandpa Zhang, you can also be regarded as going out to play lanterns, the first one!" Just as Wu Fenfang's life was lost again, a young man who looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a school uniform, was more than 1.7 meters tall, and combed his head with a small shell appeared in Wang Ying's field of vision. This person is none other than me, Gao Wenyang.
Originally, my mother kindly wanted to take me to see what it was like to have a funeral in the countryside, but I didn't expect that before I could be buried, Zhang Zhiwu's body was restless. In this case, when I was learning spells with my second aunt in the early days, I faintly heard my second aunt say that my soul was restless, and it was nothing more than a hatred and unjust death before my death. Before dying, he held a breath of corpse gas in his chest, this corpse breath is nothing to say, as long as there is no close contact with a living person, it is a dead person. If anyone who doesn't open his eyes is in close contact with him, it will make him corpse all at once.
Zhang Zhiwu shook his head helplessly, turned around, and said, "Gao Wenyang, I treat you well on weekdays, but now you are helping the people who hurt me to attack me, what are your intentions?"
I put my left hand in my pocket, held the peachwood sword in my right hand, and said, "Grandpa Li, you must know that people and ghosts have different paths, since you are dead, you should face the reality." In any case, these are two lives! I will not allow you to kill and kill like that. If you don't think this will calm your grievances, and you feel that you have died a miserable death, I can also call the police and let the law punish them!"
"Oh, the law! I think when you called the police to sanction them, he would have been at large. You people are nosy, when I finish cleaning you up one by one, I'm going to take Wu Fenfang's dog life!" Zhang Zhiwu glared at Wu Fenfang, who was hiding in the corner and trembling, and said, "Today, you can't escape!"
Before the words fell, Zhang Zhiwu closed his eyes, folded his hands, and silently recited the incantation: "The Qi of the Extreme Heaven and Earth Xuanyin, help me improve my mana!" After silently reciting the incantation, Zhang Zhiwu took a deep breath, and I could smell the smell of corpses on his body.
After inhaling the air around him, Zhang Zhiwu's hair instantly became erect and his clothes became shabby. He opened his eyes and swung a sword finger in front of me, and a white light shot out, and he was caught off guard.
I closed my eyes and recited a few incantations silently, and then my left hand instantly threw out a coin, competing with the white light thrown by Zhang Zhiwu!
Wang Ying looked at me in disbelief, she didn't believe that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of her had such mana.