As soon as Liu Fu mentioned this, Zhou Hong's face immediately changed, he shouted louder, and stammered: "Don't believe him, my dad committed suicide, follow me...... It has nothing to do with me! ”

"If it's okay, what do you have a weak heart?" Liu Fu turned his head and reprimanded: "Your father and son are two beasts that eat people and don't spit out bones!" When we entered the city, we put all our hopes on you, worked hard and worked hard, and when you took the money to play a bitter trick, we were scared, we didn't dare to go to the boss, and put all our blood and sweat into our own pockets! It's a pity, you just didn't expect your father to suddenly regret his conscience. You were not reconciled, so you pushed him into the well with your own hands, and then made up stories to deceive us and win everyone's sympathy. When things settle down and no one mentions it anymore, you take the money and leave Dongyan Town, eat fragrant and spicy food outside, and do your own business. When you get home outside by asking Yin Immortal to borrow luck, and come back with pretending to be kind and kind, Zhou Hong, the things you did can be hidden for a while, and you can't hide it for a lifetime! ”

The blood on Liu Fu's body was draining, the skin and flesh were dried up, and the traces drawn in the courtyard were deeper.

This formation...... Will suck human blood!

I stretched out my hand to pull Ziwei to my side, retreated with him to the outside of the formation, watched the two people from a distance of more than a dozen steps, watched the development of the situation, waited for the best time, and found a way to break the game.

Liu Fu only had a pair of skin and bones left, but he became more and more energetic, the anger in his eyes was like a fire snake, opening his huge mouth and spitting out hateful letters, his teeth were grinding and creaking, and it was difficult to contain: "If it wasn't for that person to tell me, I would still be kept in the dark by you like a fool, and I am grateful for your little favor, but now I can see it clearly." Everything you have borrowed is borrowed, and it should have been paid back a long time ago, even if I don't kill you today, you won't survive the backlash of the Yin Immortals! As much as you want, you have to pay for it, you damn it! ”

Zhou Hongren trembled violently, his lips turned black, beads of sweat fell down on his face, and he shouted in a panic: "You yourself are not a good thing, you are jealous, you can't see that I have a better life than you, you are not willing to work hard for me." Speaking of which, what bullshit justice are you doing when you think of yourself? You're not in it for the money! When I found you a job and paid your salary, you wagged your tail at our family like a dog, and now you bite back and make up these words to slander my reputation, you just want everyone to treat you as a hero, so that you can make money with favors in the future. Don't think I don't know, Zhang Qianran was killed by you! You don't even let go of her corpse, you take her as a sacrifice, and you want to be like me, using her as a medium to ask the Yin Immortal to give you good luck, you dream! If you kill me, you have two lives on your hands, you are more shameless than me, you are a demon in human skin, Mr. Shen and his disciples are here, I die, and the villagers of Dongyan Town will not do what you wish! Sooner or later you will go to hell, and your son's illness like that is your retribution! ”

When did he dare to say such things to stimulate Liu Fu.

Ziwei listened anxiously to his impulsive words, and I stopped me several times when I tried to stop it, I wanted to see what else these two people could say.

Liu Fu did not shy away from Zhang Qianran's death, listening to him say this, he was not angry or annoyed at all, people were crazy to the extreme, nothing could make him make waves again, "Of course I'm not a good thing, the girl of the Zhang family died, blame her for not knowing the current affairs, if she is like her father did to you back then, just hide all the secrets and don't say anything, of course I won't kill her." I've come to this point without fear of anything, no one can stop my plan, and if she has this more mouth, I'm going to make her a ghost and I won't hear a word, and I can't say a word. What I've done I admit it, what about you? Do you dare to admit it? ”

Zhou Hong's face changed instantly, and I looked under the coffin, Zhang Qianran's body was very likely there, as Zhou Hong said, it was used as a kind of ritual transmission medium.

It's just that judging from Zhou Hong's performance, he may not know that Zhang Qianran was really killed by Liu Fu, he was in a hurry and threw out the words according to the little clues he could think of.

I never thought that the person who was so ruthless to Zhang Qianran, and the person who caused Dongyan Town to suffer this disaster, was actually Liu Fu, who was honest and dealt with us the most on weekdays. The thought that the murderer was close by, and that we had talked to him so closely, gave me a chill behind me.

Not far behind her, Zhang Qianran was still resisting those evil ghosts, her figure was even lighter, and when this breath was gone, all her remaining wishes would disappear, and her soul would naturally dissipate. If a person has no soul, there will be no afterlife. Like a puff of smoke, the wind blows, and there will never be any trace of her in this world again.

I finally understood why his father would block the funeral procession and prevent her from being buried in the ancestral grave. The coffin fell to the ground, and the coffin was pressed by nothing else, which was a kind of pity and protection for her daughter. As one of them, Zhang Qianran's father must have known about these things, but he didn't choose to stand on the same side as those ghosts, but instead did something against the general trend, and now I'm afraid that his soul has been scattered and he has been killed "dead" by them.

People are sensible, but ghosts are blind, their obsessions are often deeper than those of the living, Liu Fu must have spent time saying a lot of demagogic words, and he also gave enough benefits, it can be seen from Tian Chong's words before, for a while, I don't have any hope for telling them the cause and effect.

I didn't make a gesture with my son, staring at the coffin behind Liu Fu, because of the blood array, Zhou Hong's body was gradually drying up, and if it dragged on, these two people would not be able to last long.

Liu Fu was born and raised in Dongyan Town, he is a small person with good physique, he has been one of the eight immortals who carried the coffin since he was young, he has never learned other skills, let alone this kind of evil technique, who is the "person" who told him these things?

"We two sinners, let's die together today, let's go on the road with peace of mind to pay for our lives!" Liu Fu took out a sharp magic weapon that had been opened from his coat pocket, and raised his hand aimed at Zhou Hong's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Ziwei did not hesitate, pounced from the side, kicked Zhou Hong's knee hard, pulled the line with his hand and pulled it down, Zhou Hong immediately fell down, dodging the fatal blow. Liu Fuwei screamed, and raised his hand to show no mercy to Ziwei, but after all, he was no better than Ziwei, and before he could do it again, he was knocked off the magic weapon in his hand by Ziwei and subdued to the ground with his backhand.

I was worried that there was something in the coffin, so I got closer and pushed the lid open.

"Don't touch him - don't !!" Liu Fu opened his mouth wide and yelled in a heart-rending and fragile manner, like a ghost crying. His body, which had lost most of his blood, was extremely fragile, and before he could exert himself, his arm clicked, and his bones snapped, twisting backwards in a strange position. Ziwei was startled, and subconsciously let go of the hand that bound him. The broken arm swung over, Liu Fu's footsteps had just taken a step, and his knee was also misaligned, and the other leg was even more exaggerated, because the gravity directly fell and fell in unison.

He fell to the ground and crawled with one arm to the coffin. I stood aside, the tart whip in my hand almost piercing the coffin the moment I opened the lid, and I was still a finger's distance from the person in the coffin. Lying inside was Liu Fu's sick son.

He was dead, and his soul sat on the other side of the corpse, with a sickly look on his face, his eyes were sunken, his bones were thin, and his face was swollen like a giant. He was cleaned up, changed into new clothes, and lay quietly in this half-yin and half-yang coffin, his emotions were not obvious.

I withdrew the whip and looked at the back of his hand, where there were many perennial needles, maggots were born at the moment, and some crawled out of their sleeves, and under the clean coat, there was already a rotting body, which looked like it had been dead for a few days.

Liu Fu dragged himself and crawled to his side crying desperately and calling his name.

He couldn't see it, and his son was right in front of him, looking at him quietly with a gesture of compassion.

I took a step back, Liu Fu trembled all over, crying and laughing at the same time, with a shuddering fierceness, gritting his teeth and making a sound from his quenched throat, becoming delirious, "I have to keep you alive...... I'll give you the best life, you have to live well, Dad will give you all your lives, Dad will give you everyone's lives, you open your eyes and look at Dad, Dad died for you, you can live well in the future......"

Mr. Shen ...... Look at the coffin I made...... Will it allow him to sleep comfortably? Liu Fu's moving arm was also broken and hung down, twisting his neck with great effort, and his whole head turned to look at me. His face shrunk, hanging on his face like a spoonful of batter, followed by another layer of hot oil to set the shape, drooping and almost falling off.

His twisted head clicked and drooped, and his life was terminated.

The phase of death is exactly the same as the carrier of the puppet we saw before.

In "The Chronicles of Xue'an", the master once mentioned that a living person can sell his soul and life to a wizard and spend the rest of his life in advance to create some inhuman power to achieve his wish. And he will never see that scene, because before the result appears, he will run out of life in advance, and the death will be tragic, in line with the depth of his heart's desire.

The puppet's body is his future time.

Is it worth it to be drained of blood all over your body, break the bones of your limbs, twist your head and die for something you can no longer see?

Liu Fu can't give me an answer.

The others were dead, the blood array was still operating, and Ziwei's dagger could not cut the thread on Zhou Hong's body. I threw it down hard at one end with my tart whip, and the taut white thread immediately disconnected.

Before Zhou Hong could get out, his face had just shown the joy of surviving after the catastrophe, and the sharp magic weapon thrown on the ground suddenly bounced up on its own, flew straight towards his head, and pierced his forehead.

My eyes widened, and after Zhou Hong fell, I saw behind him Tian Chong, who had been imprisoned by us before, and who was still occupying Tang Jiao's body.