Wang Chong knew that Zhang Lianglinggen was at the first level, and he had contacted him twice, knowing that he would die before he was ten years old.

When he heard it now, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"There's no reaction anymore, short-lived people are like this before they die, many people have passed, your mother and I also went over to see, you are at home."

With that, Zhao Dahai hurriedly went out.

Wang Chong also ran out, his brows furrowed.

I want to see how the short-lived man died, and I have a way to deal with it!" ’

Looking around, the people were busy, and the butler Li Bo was settling accounts at the counter, but no one paid attention to him.

After all, he is now six years old, has cognitive ability, and is usually well-behaved, and no one has worried much about him.

Wang Da strode out, and instantly shuttled around the adults who were hurrying towards Zhang's house.

"Zhang Liang's kid hasn't eaten for a day, I'm afraid he won't live for three days."

"Hey, short-lived people are like this before they die, and people from the underworld have come to ask for their lives."

Listening to the words of the people around him, Wang Chong sneered, according to his inference, the death of these people had nothing to do with the underworld.

…………………………

At this moment, the courtyard of Butcher Zhang's house was already crowded with people, and many people crowded their heads and looked into the house.

Zhang Liang was carried in the hall of Zhang's house, the whole person was covered with a quilt, motionless, Master Gao had already been invited over and sat on the side.

"Master, although my son Zhang Liang only has a first-level spiritual root, he is only nine years old now, this is ...... How could it be so fast......"

Master Gao didn't speak, his palm brushed Zhang Liang's forehead slightly, shook his head and said, "It's cold, according to my experience, Ling Lang's longevity is today, I'm afraid I can't do anything." ”

"Ahh Zhang Yundong knelt down directly, "Son, son, ......"

Although he knew for a long time that his son would not live long, the father, when it came to this day, his heart was still extremely heartbroken.

Zhang Liang was so cold that he couldn't speak.

Master Gao stood up and shouted outside: "Close the door, as soon as Shouyuan arrives, everyone will have a destiny." ”

After speaking, Master Gao got up and left.

Zhang Yundong wiped a handful of tears and shouted to the people outside the door: "Neighbors, everyone has to watch my son, but my son will die soon, let's go back." ”

With that, he closed the door.

Generally speaking, at the moment of death, family members try to keep the surroundings quiet, just to avoid disturbing the dying person.

Some left, but most stayed.

Because the way of death of a short-lived person is different from that of a normal person, people are driven by curiosity and want to take a look.

Wang Chong was mixed in the crowd at the moment, and saw his parents and the Linzhou family talking quietly on the side from a distance.

He crept through the crowd, and there were quite a few people lying on his stomach through the crack in the door, but fortunately he was short enough to see inside from the shortest place.

Inside the house, Zhang Liang suddenly trembled, and the whole person trembled violently.

Suddenly, Zhang Liang was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, motionless.

Only Zhang Yundong and his wife were left by his side, but at this time they did not dare to approach.

Wang Chong's brows furrowed as he noticed that Zhang Liang's face had gradually become distorted.

Zhang Yundong and his wife couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and both of them turned their faces.

Zhang Liang's face distorted more and more, and in the end, the moisture on his body seemed to be absorbed, and his fair skin quickly dried up, and finally turned into dry skin without any moisture.

Zhang Liang died.

It was as if he had become a hundred-year-old corpse, and he was dying a miserable death!

"Dead dead dead ......"

Some people who saw Zhang Liang's situation shouted slightly, and the people outside all sighed and asked about what it looked like to die.

"It's the same as before, it's all done." An old man shook his head and sighed.

Wang Chong left here with a calm face, he was not afraid of these dead people, but the way he died just now really shocked him.

A living person was instantly drained of blood and water, this is not Shou Yuan, but ...... Killed by some kind of spell or evil thing.

Someone is killing them, people with low spiritual roots.

Fortunately, Wang Chong was not a native of this world, so he guessed something at once.

In fact, the so-called low spiritual root is not a bad thing, but because the spiritual root is low, the faster the progress of cultivation.

And behind the scenes, some people are afraid that these people with low spiritual roots will grow up, so they get these longevity yuan, so that the world thinks that people with low spiritual roots will die quickly.

I'm afraid this world is controlled by some kind of evil thing!

After six years here, Wang Zhong easily analyzed these situations.

"I'll have to prepare early, and the evil thing will attack me before I grow."

In the following days, Wang Chong practiced martial arts hard every day.

He found that if he trained in a disorderly manner, his skills would progress slowly, but if he used his previous kung fu training, his strength would improve quickly.

Wang Zhong analyzed this point, which may be due to his talent.

The lower the level of the spiritual root, the stronger the talent!

Those who have high spiritual roots are not so talented as they are, but that evil things are too lazy to deal with them.

These days, Wang Chong has been training a lot.

Tiger-shaped boxing, focusing on boxing.

Baguazhang, to overcome rigidity with softness.

Light power water floating, in the Great Dragon Dynasty, this trick is at most five or six meters of water from this side to the opposite side of the river.

But here, the energy is released, and he can now float a distance of more than twenty meters.

Small leaf flying knife, knife no false hair. This trick can only be barely learned by people over thirty years old in the Great Dragon Dynasty, but here, Wang Chong was pleasantly surprised to find that he could easily send it out.

Here is a note, these moves need to be learned for more than 20 years, and they need to be learned from an early age to cooperate with internal strength, and they also need to have a good physique.

In the previous plane, he was either frail and sickly, or malnourished, or he didn't have enough time to grow, so many times before he could learn these kung fu, he either died, or he didn't have time to learn kung fu at all. After all, I won't be able to eat enough at that time.

Later, when I grew up, my body shape was also fixed, so at that time, even if I learned kung fu, it was not much stronger, and it was better to invent a flintlock pistol directly.

But this life is different.

The air in this life is obviously different from other worlds, it is extremely easy to cultivate martial arts, his physique is talented, he has eaten well and dressed well since he was a child, and his nutrition has kept up in time.

When I get down, it's hard to be weak.

"In this life, I will not die again!"

Wang Zhong smashed out with a punch, and the ferocious energy was like a powerful cannonball, destroying the already damaged tree trunk in front of him.

"I feel more than twice as strong!" Wang Chong was full of confidence.

…………

"Thunderbolt Bala......"

It's another year and the New Year, and on this night, every household is lit up, so lively.

On this day, Wang Chong asked the kitchen to cook some chicken and duck legs, big fish and meat, and quietly came to the house of Huang's mother and daughter.

Now, this lock has been secretly opened by him a long time ago, but no one else knows about it.

"It's the New Year, let's eat something."

Wang Chong carried a cloth bag in his hand, and after entering the house, he quietly closed the door.

Spread out the cloth bag, and inside is a few lotus leaf-wrapped food.

After coming into contact with the mother and daughter, Wang Chong also knew that although the evil thing could not eat, it could absorb the fragrance of the food, and after eating, the evil thing could increase a little strength, but unfortunately the increase was very small, far less than the amount of the essence of heaven and earth they absorbed in a day.

"It's a duck leg, it's so fragrant." Zhao Rong looked at Wang Zhong happily: "Thank you, brother." ”