Hearing Zhou Saihu's words, Bai Shenglong's busy rummaging stopped suddenly.

Turning his head to look at this brother who was not related by blood, Bai Shenglong suddenly felt a chill rush to his heart, which made him shiver.

"You think too much, no matter what we say, we grew up together, and I won't hurt anyone else!"

Bai Shenglong laughed dryly, and looked at Zhou Saihu's gaze a little evasive.

"But my father, who raised us as children, didn't you say that you would kill us?"

"Xiaohu, you are sick, my father was not killed by me, it was killed by my master, and it was killed by the Bai family!"

Bai Shenglong suddenly let out a low roar and waited fiercely for Zhou Saihu.

"If I don't kill him, I'll die! Dad loves me so much that he will definitely not let me die, he died for me voluntarily. ”

"Brother, don't you feel sorry for what you say?"

Zhou Saihu looked at Bai Shenglong directly, and his tone was cold without any emotion.

"You...... You're not a little tiger...... Who are you...... Who are you! ”

Hearing Zhou Saihu's words, Bai Shenglong was furious in his heart. However, when he turned his head to see Zhou Saihu's face clearly, he was so frightened that he squatted directly on the ground.

With blue skin, red eyes, and a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked extremely terrifying.

"Brother, I am your retribution!"

Zhou Saihu laughed twice, and his hands suddenly stretched out and stuck tightly on his neck like pliers.

"You...... You...... Help ......"

Bai Shenglong clasped Zhou Saihu's fingers hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Speechless, breathless, like a drowning man, frantically slapping and kicking the things around him, even if his hands and feet were black and fleshy, he didn't stop.

Human beings' desire to survive is extremely terrifying, and they are often able to exert several times their own strength when they are unconscious.

However, no matter how strong Bai Shenglong's desire to survive is, there is still no room to resist in the face of a powerful ghost.

The so-called many injustices will kill themselves, and Bai Shenglong finally suffered retribution.

Wang Lang didn't know what the identity of this powerful ghost was, but he was definitely a poor person who had been killed by him, otherwise he wouldn't have left so many people in Zhoujia Village alone and came to harm him.

Compared to the resentful spirit, the power of the ghost is more powerful and more crazy.

However, there is a debtor who is wronged, and the ghost will rarely attack others until he finds the owner who killed him. Only when the murderer and accomplices and other related people are dead, will the ghost fall into real madness and kill people when they see them.

"Zhou Shenglong, you hurt my family of three, I want you to pay for your life!"

Zhou Saihu roared in a low voice, and his blue-black face was even more hideous and terrifying.

"You...... You are ......"

Hearing the other party call out the words "Zhou Shenglong", Bai Shenglong, who was already in a state of suffocation, suddenly widened like a bell.

He knew who it was and why the other party came to the door.

There was a feeling of remorse in Bai Shenglong's heart, he didn't regret killing someone, he regretted that he didn't find a mage to overtake before, and he regretted that he didn't go to the temple to ask for a few talismans.

He is still young and has a great future, and he should not die so quietly.

I don't know if God heard his shout, Bai Shenglong, who had fallen into despair, suddenly felt the blood boiling all over his body, and the whole person was full of strength as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Heaven will not kill me! Hahaha, God won't kill me! ”

Bai Shenglong vigorously broke Zhou Saihu's steel hoop-like fingers, laughed wildly three times, and then punched him fiercely.

"You ...... the damn"

Seeing Bai Shenglong break free, this powerful ghost attached to Zhou Saihu roared and pounced frantically.

Suddenly, there were punches and kicks, crashes and falls, and all kinds of chaotic sounds sounded around.

One person and one ghost are fighting hot, and they can't eat each other alive.

The ghost was blinded by resentment, and the target was only Bai Shenglong, and Bai Shenglong's eyes were also staring at the possessed Zhou Saihu.

One person and one ghost were scuffling wildly, and no one noticed the figure that suddenly appeared.

"This "Blood Gathering and Condensation Technique" is really powerful, it can make an ordinary greasy middle-aged person face to face with a powerful ghost."

This figure who came in quietly was Wang Lang, and the reason why Bai Shenglong was able to suddenly burst out with such a powerful power was also because of Wang Lang.

"Blood Gathering and Coagulation Technique" can condense and extract essence blood, and it can also allow this power to burst out in a short period of time.

The burst of essence blood that can maintain the health of ordinary people for decades is enough for Bai Shenglong to have the power to compete with powerful ghosts. However, when the essence blood is almost consumed, Bai Shenglong's fate will be extremely miserable.

If you are lucky, you will be weak and sick, and you will become a sick seedling, and if you are unlucky, you can only lie in bed, and even lose your life.

For a scum like Bai Shenglong, Wang Lang originally planned to kill him directly. But after thinking about it carefully, Wang Lang felt that letting him live in pain was the best explanation for those victims.

As for Zhou Saihu...... After being put on by a powerful ghost, it must be a great injury to his vitality, and the situation will not be much better than Bai Shenglong.

"Old Man Zhou said that the treasure map is hidden in the leg of the table, it should be this!"

Ignoring the fiery person and ghost fighting next to him, Wang Lang flipped the table over and found the target for a long time.

"About thirty centimeters above the ground is a triangular wooden wedge, that's right!"

Wang Lang muttered a few words, took out a dagger from his pocket, and stabbed it into the gap of the wooden wedge.

This kind of table is called the Eight Immortals Table, and it is found in many rural homes. It is durable and will not break even after a decade or two.

Wang Lang's old home has a table of eight immortals made of cypress, which seems to have been bought by his parents when they got married, and he is older than him.

After spending half a day trying to pry out the wooden wedge, Wang Lang's tired hands were sore, enough to see how strong this kind of table was.

Pushing the table to the side, Wang Lang carefully sharpened the wooden wedge in his hand, and soon felt a wave of resistance coming from the dagger.

I have to say that Old Man Zhou is very thoughtful, and most people hide things either in the ground or on the roof. Occasionally, a few minds would turn around and hide things in the cracks of bricks or branches.

If you can think of hiding things in the legs of the table, you can say that your mind has distanced yourself from ordinary people.

And Old Man Zhou's idea was even more novel than those people, he actually hid things in a wooden wedge.

If you don't know, even if you accidentally find the wooden wedge on the table, you will only compete with the table legs, and the ordinary wooden wedge will usually be thrown aside, and you may not find it at any time.

And Old Man Zhou took advantage of this psychology of ordinary people and hid the treasure map inside.