Inside the house, the dim moonlight almost replaced the dim light, illuminating the room and enveloping the altar in front of the window.

When Wang Yiting was smashed and flew out, the blood spurted out was like an ink blot thrown out by a calligrapher, splashing on the windows, walls, and altars.

The bright red color is particularly striking under the dim light, and the hazy silver moonlight is shrouded, giving people a strange and sacred feeling.

But at this time, no one was going to enjoy this rare picture.

The two people in the house, Wang Yiting was smashed and flew out, spurting out a mouthful of blood, unconscious, life and death were unknown, and when Wang Yiting flew out, Tang Jiwu was very unlucky to be a meat pad, and was directly hit, his head and back hit the wall heavily, and he was a little dizzy for a while.

He clutched the back of his head, let out a groan of pain, struggled to get up, and braced up a few times, but he didn't get up, and then he felt the weight on his thigh.

"Dao Chief! Wang Dao Chief! ”

He endured the pain, hugged Wang Yiting's head, and shook the other party vigorously, but did not get the slightest response.

Isn't it dead?

The thought came to his mind, and with trembling fingers, he reached over and sniffed.

There is still gas, but it is very weak, and it can almost be said that there is no entry and no exit.

What the hell just happened?

Because of the position of standing, Tang Jiwu didn't see the scene where Wang Yiting was hit by the dragon balls, and he was still panicked when the moonlight shrouded in the picture at that time, there was also a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and casting spells in front of the altar on the opposite side.

He thought it was what Wang Yiting said, the Taoist priest his cousin knew.

He didn't know why the moonlight was illogical, shining through the window like a searchlight, but when he saw the people in the picture, his instinct told him that they had been discovered.

This made him a little panicked, and when he was about to open the door and go out to hide, Wang Yiting had already spurted out blood and hit him.

And now, Wang Yiting is half dead, I am afraid that I will not even be able to have an ambulance, and the person will die, Tang Jiwu has no idea for a while.

What to do?!

Escape?

Right! Run!

The thoughts that popped up in his mind suddenly gave Tang Jiwu an idea, he had eaten and lived with Wang Yiting in the past few days, and he had already changed from the initial respect to awe and fear.

He was not only in awe of Wang Yiting's Taoist techniques, but also afraid of the other party's ruthless character, and had already wanted to leave many times, but when they were all tentatively proposed, they were kept by the other party.

He could hear that if he forcibly left, the ghost knew what this royal Taoist would do to him, maybe like his cousin, he would cast a spell or plant Gu on him, then at that time, it would really be better to live than to die.

In addition, the other party may also make a move on his wife and children, so he has been following Wang Yiting and living together, and he doesn't even dare to go home.

Now, this royal Taoist does not know whether he is alive or dead, isn't it the best time for him to escape?

The more he thought about it, the clearer it became, looking at the half-dead Wang Yiting, he didn't have the previous awe and fear, he directly pushed the other party away from him, his head hit the ground heavily, and he didn't care, he just stood up, patted the dust off his body, and was about to turn around and go out, but his eyes inadvertently swept over a few things on the altar.

The scarecrow who had cast a spell on his cousin, as well as a few artifacts that he knew were antiques at a glance, suddenly became greedy, and hurriedly walked over, took the scarecrow in his hand, and the silver needle was also inserted into the scarecrow.

His idea is actually very simple, he wants to use this to continue to threaten his cousin so that the other party can change his real estate account.

This was originally his ultimate goal of knowing Wang Yiting, but later, for some reason, it gradually became the main theme of revenge, but it was the matter of threatening his cousin to change his real estate household, which became an insignificant matter.

He put the scarecrow in his pocket, and then began to pick up the other items on the altar that looked like antiques and were more valuable.

If Song Jianqiu was still in the courtyard at this time, he would have been able to see Tang Jiwu's wanton looting from the moonlight shadow borrowing technique that had not been suspended, but at this time, Song Jianqiu was studying how to prevent being cursed and planting Gu in the living room, so he didn't see it.

However, as the saying goes: curiosity kills cats.

People often miss opportunities and put themselves in danger because of their greed.

Just when Tang Jiwu put the items on the altar into his pocket one by one, a cold snort suddenly came into his ears, and he was suddenly frightened and stiffened, thinking that Wang Yiting had woken up, and turned around stiffly, and saw that I don't know when, the door of the room was wide open, and a masked man stood at the door, looking at him.

The masked man's eyes were sharp, he glanced at Wang Yiting who was lying on the ground, then at Tang Jiwu who was holding a lot of things in his hands, and then at the abnormal moonlight gathering outside the window, even if he didn't know what was going on, he could guess how much the situation was.

This is very likely, it is Wang Yiting who failed to fight with people, and now he is lying on the ground and does not know whether he is alive or dead, and the people who have been following Wang Yiting before began to take advantage of the fire to rob and want to flee with his things.

It's not a thing that is difficult to guess, but I didn't expect that just a little away for a while, such a thing happened, which made the masked man feel very bad, in case Wang Yiting died, this is a matter related to the elders of the sect, but it is not a simple reprimand that can be passed, maybe he will be punished!

As soon as he thought of this, the masked man's mood was even worse, seeing Tang Jiwu open his mouth, he seemed to want to say something, but he didn't want to listen to what this person said at all, and directly stretched out his hand to make a claw shape, Tang Jiwu was immediately sucked by an invisible force, and took the initiative to jam his neck in the other party's hand.

Tang Jiwu's eyes widened and he was terrified, but he couldn't speak at all when he was grabbed by the neck, he could only stare at his legs, his hands could no longer hold those things, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The masked man was expressionless, only watching Tang Jiwu struggle to suffocate in his hands, then threw the body on the ground, and then, with one hand, he took out a piece of talisman paper and a small black clay pot with the other.

The talisman paper was sandwiched in his hand, and there was no fire and spontaneous combustion, and the masked man whispered: "The world is vast, and the talisman leads the soul to return!" ”

In the middle of the thought, the burning talisman paper fell on Tang Jiwu's corpse, and a vaguely recognizable figure stood up straight from the corpse.

If you take a closer look, you can find that this vague figure is exactly what Tang Jiwu looks like. His gaze was glazed over, and after only a moment, as if attracted by some kind of force, he turned into a phantom and fell into the small pitch-black jar in the masked man's hand.

After ingesting Tang Jiwu's soul, the masked man put away the small clay pot, then stepped forward, probed Wang Yiting's breath, and after feeling a little breathing, he took out a pill and stuffed it into the other party's mouth, and after helping the other party swallow it, he picked it up, regardless of the other things in the house, turned around and left the room, out of the house, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

(End of chapter)