When Wu Stirrup and Jiang Kui were beheaded, both families had children and hid in other places. Originally, I wanted to find these people if I didn't return them, and then recommend them to the disciples and grandchildren of his Fangshi Sect to accept them as disciples. However, at this time, he made a fuss about Tianlou, and at the moment, the matter of finding the descendants of the Wu and Jiang families was delayed.

After Xu Fu led the monks to exterminate the Heavenly Tower, it was impossible to find the whereabouts of the descendants of the Wu and Jiang families if they didn't return. However, a few years later, when he was traveling around the world, he was suddenly ambushed by someone on the way.

The ambush of the people who did not return used the magic of indulgence, and the old guy thought that it was the remnants of Wentianlou who had just been exterminated and came to seek revenge. At the moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and he instantly eliminated the few people who took the lead, but after the old guy caught the few people who took the lead, he asked them to understand that these people were actually the descendants of Wu Stirrup and Jiang Kui.

After the Wu and Jiang families suffered a catastrophe, the surviving descendants of the two families thought that it was because they could not return to death and could not be saved, that the ancestors of the two families suffered the catastrophe. The monarch of Qi didn't dare to provoke them, so they immediately aimed their revenge at the point of return. By chance, the descendants of these two families worshiped under the door of the gods and ghosts of the world. After practicing the magic for a few years, he thought that he would win and never return, so he came out to seek revenge on this old guy.

After hearing that this was the son of his old man, the little murderous intent that he had just gotten up disappeared without a trace. After sighing, he sent the men away. Before leaving, I also gave a promise to take revenge on the old man who came to my house at any time, and it seems that that time was the bane of the continuous tragic death of the family members later.

After listening to the words of no return, Bai Wuqiu rolled his big bull's-eyed eyes, and said to his 'biological father': "Old guy, it's not us who are sons to say you, you have offended many people in your life, how dare you think that the two families surnamed Jiang and Wu did it?" Isn't it possible for others to seek revenge? For example, is the matter of your young man a scourge to the little widow of whose family? Now the husband of the little widow has come back to you for revenge. When I saw you fleeing, I poured this breath on your children. Old fellow, you can't touch the Lord's dry food. ”

"It's all little widows, where did she get her husband? Bah! Where is the little widow? "Returning or not returning glanced at their cheap son helplessly, at this time, they had returned to the pavilion of no return. Fortunately, what should have been said has been said, and there is nothing to betray in the following words: "When the descendants of the Wu and Jiang families ambushed my old man's house, the spells and psychic diagrams were all the way. Silly son, you're right about something. They just couldn't find the old man and me, so they poured this resentment on me, the descendants of later generations. ”

After escorting the frustrated Qin Ming back to his own bedroom, he looked at the big moon overhead, and saw that there were almost two hours left before dawn. A strange expression instantly appeared on his face that could not return, and he saw that something difficult had appeared, which made the old guy hesitate for a while.

"Doll, your soul has been possessed by a remnant, and when you die, your soul will travel between heaven and earth. When the time comes, what will not be collected and left will disappear sooner or later. As he spoke, his eyes stared at the portrait on Steward Qin's body. Although he asked the servant who was guarding him for a short knife in the shape of a Huns.

After trying the blade with his thumb, he continued to say to Qin Ming, who had already understood a little: "Now there is a way to solve your suffering, but this method is a little bit of a sin, grit your teeth and endure it, and it will pass soon......"

As he spoke, Gui Bugui suddenly inserted the knife in his hand into Qin Ming's body where Gui Xin's avatar was drawn, and then the short knife in his hand quickly flattened on Steward Qin's body. Almost as soon as Qin Ming felt the pain, he drew a portrait of Gui Xin, and a piece of human skin the size of a palm had been peeled off. At this time, blood came out of the pink flesh joint.

Glancing at the human skin in his hand, he smiled bitterly, and then turned to his cheap son and said, "Silly son, go and tell the gatekeeper outside, bring the big black dog money at the gate." ”

Although I don't understand what I want to do if I want to return or not, but if I do too many things like this, I don't bother to ask, anyway, he will know soon. At the moment, when he took advantage of his cheap son to go out to lead the dog, he painted a scoop according to the gourd again, and peeled off the skin of another portrait of Guiyi.

Just as Qin Ming's wound was bleeding, a dog barked outside the door. Then Bai Wuqiu walked in through the door, and in addition to this monster, he was also leading a big black dog like a calf. I don't know why, when Bai Wuqiu led the big black dog in, Steward Qin's heart suddenly had an inexplicable panic.

"In the end, it is a dog raised by a rich family, and it looks stronger than a person." When he spoke, he first smiled, and then suddenly used the short knife in his hand to slice a piece of dog skin the size of a human skin on the black dog's buttocks. Then when the dog's blood was about to come out, he quickly covered the human skin in his hand on the black dog's wound. The moment the human skin was placed on the black dog's buttocks, it was as if it had grown on the dog's body.

Then he took off another piece of dog skin from the black dog's buttocks as it was, and put another piece of human skin on it. The whole action was made, and not even a drop of blood fell from the black dog's body.

Looking at the two human skins on the black dog's body, he laughed hehehe. Then he suddenly stamped his feet on the big black dog, and the black dog was terrified of the man who had pulled the two skins out of his buttocks. After a wail, he turned and ran out of here with his tail between his legs.

After watching the black dog being scared away by himself, he said to his cheap son: "Go out and see the excitement, and see what the one called Jiang Hehai looks like, like his ancestor Jiang Kui." ”

The black dog had been running in the Pavilion of No Return for about a quarter of an hour, this was the keeper dog who was tethered to the porter, and almost never untied the rope to let it run away, and now it had only run for a quarter of an hour, and he was already lying on the ground tired, sticking out his tongue and panting.

Just as the black dog was tired and lay down, a vague figure suddenly appeared behind it. After a while, the figure began to become clear, and it looked like a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties with gray temples. After seeing two human skin portraits on the black dog's body. The man was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, turned around and ran behind him, and just as he was running away, a vicious wind suddenly blew behind him.

As the vicious wind blew, the man felt something hit him, and his body fell uncontrollably to the ground. Just as the man was about to get up from the ground, a big foot was already on his back. With the force of this big foot, the person was almost breathless.

"Old man, I'll just say why are you so troublesome, ordinary people can't bear to rush into it for a long time, it turns out that you also count yourself in the psychic diagram. I've been watching my home for so many years. I'm so sorry for you. As he spoke, he appeared in front of this person.

After glancing at this person, he turned his gaze to the two human skins on the black dog, laughed again, and said, "It looks like ink, but it's actually human blood, right?" You mixed your own blood in it. You can feel the housekeeper's horror here, but the reddened portrait has lost this effect, old man, I guessed right, right? ”

At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes stared viciously at whether he would return or not, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"It's useless, these two pieces of skin on Steward Qin are here. You can't do anything now. ”