This person's name is Wang Wen, and the person next to him called his name before, and I heard it.

At this time, he was violent, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, as if he really had an enmity with me.

After I opened the door for him, he rushed in and cursed.

looks upright, but in fact, I know that I have nothing to do with him at all.

This man's face, with long and narrow eyes, thin lips, and fleshless cheeks, is obviously the kind of mean person.

And this kind of person is greedy for money, and he likes to show off very much.

And the anger and anger that appeared at this time were too superficial and easy to see.

His so-called justice is actually a joke, either for the money, or for the sake of pretending.

Sure enough, the tenacious person in front of him didn't hide too much, and after scolding, he said coldly: "Little monster, when Lao Tzu beat you just now, he broke the sickle."

My hand hurts now, too, you must have used demon magic to hurt me, right?

If you don't give me some medical expenses today, this matter will definitely not be over! ”

Wang Wen is still talking about the righteous Ling Ran, I am really curious how thick his face is, and he can say such things shamelessly.

Looking at Wang Wen, I couldn't help but laugh.

I didn't expect this guy's eyes to be very sharp, and I didn't hide it from him with this subtle change in expression.

Wang Wen waved his fist directly, and wanted to hit me again, and scolded in his mouth: "Little rabbit, I really gave you face, right?"

It hurt me, and I still laugh!

Do you know, if Lao Tzu tells the people in the village about your demon law, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around! ”

As he spoke, the fist was already on me.

Bang!

The punch knocked me to the ground, but I didn't feel any pain.

If a group of people beat me, I can only carry it, but now Wang Wen is alone.

The breath in my body moves slightly, and I can vent my strength with my breath.

Let Wang Wen's brute force only have its form, but no god.

But I was also surprised in my heart, what did this Wang Wen grow up eating, his strength was like a calf, quite strong.

After a punch knocked me to the ground, I pretended to be convulsing and couldn't get up, coughing violently.

Wang Wen sneered and squatted on the ground, grabbing my hair: "Little monster, that old witch saved your life back then, and you should never come back in this life."

I really didn't expect you to dare to come back here to Huohuo!

The old witch has been pretending to be a ghost all her life, and this business is the most profitable, I think she has a very thick background, right? You came out this time, and you didn't bring any less money, right?

Give me the money in your hand, and we'll be fine. ”

The people in Shishen Village really don't know about my grandmother's living conditions, and my grandmother has almost lost her wealth in order to help people over the years, but the villagers over there have never been grateful.

Now that Wang Wen is actually worried about my money, I smiled bitterly and said, "Big brother, I really don't have any money."

If you let me go, I just want to live here in peace. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Wang Wen punched me in the face again.

This time, his eyes were slightly red, and I could see something new in his countenance.

His eyes are blood-colored and blood-streaked, either with resentment or with a wealth slave.

There are moles on the eyebrows, sores on the corners of the mouth, and they are good at gambling and unlucky.

There are two explanations for the so-called miser, the first is to guard his own money and not let others touch it, which is commonly known as the iron rooster, miser.

And the second explanation, which is generally used in metaphysics, means that you can run for money and do whatever it takes, in other words, if you are in debt, if you don't have money, you will lose your life!

In other words, this Wang Wen should owe a lot of gambling debts, so he turned his crooked thoughts on me.

After giving me a few more strokes in succession, Wang Wen had completely fallen into madness: "What the are you here?" You really want money and don't want to die, right?!

Hurry up and give me the money, otherwise, Lao Tzu will let you have no good days in the village! ”

As he spoke, the scythe in his hand had already been raised, and he really made a posture to kill me.

Obviously, if you can't get rich, you will kill people, even if you use strong means, you will get something from me!

After taking a few heavy breaths, the sickle in Wang Wen's hand almost fell, but at this time, the tiles of the old house behind us also made a clanging sound.

The sound of the bell is as if some kind of instrument is playing, which is quite pleasant.

At the same time, on the roof behind him, there were a lot of broken stones and rotten sand blowing towards this side.

Obviously, it was all very fine sand and gravel, but when it blew over, the force was very great, and it smashed on Wang Wen's body, which actually made the sickle in his hand get out of his hand, and his body stumbled backwards a few times, almost falling directly to the ground.

Wang Wen shook his head, took a few deep breaths, and stared at me incredulously.

At the same time, in all directions, a strong wind burst out, and the sharp sound was as if there were many ghosts crying.

Wang Wen gritted his teeth and forcibly wanted to be calm, but the next scene made him unable to calm down no matter what.

The sand and gravel just now seemed to be simply knocked on the body, although it hurt a little, but it was not a big deal.

In fact, this is not the case, where is the stone, it is clearly a knife.

Unexpectedly, there were blood marks on Wang Wen's body, and now the blood marks have cracked one after another, the red liquid flows out, and the pain of drilling the heart is slowly appearing.

Wang Wen's eyes widened, the wind around him continued, the bricks and tiles on the roof were still wailing, and the sand and gravel on the ground were still beating.

He finally panicked, and didn't even bother to take the scythe, holding his body with both hands, as if trying to cover the wounds on his body.

He ran out with a rolling belt, he looked very funny, and when he reached the door, he fell to the ground, and quickly got up again.

Eerie, fearful, spreading throughout the courtyard, I know that in Wang Wen's opinion, all this seems to be the work of evil spirits, yin spirits!

After walking out of the courtyard, he finally couldn't help it, and shouted hoarsely: "Help! Help me! What a monster this kid is!

Qin Sanshen is really a monster, he wants to kill me! ”

As he shouted, the blood continued to flow, and all the movement in the courtyard slowly disappeared as he left, and the dust settled.

I frowned in surprise and glanced behind me, and the bricks and tiles behind me were so ordinary.

I didn't make the sudden movement in the room just now.

I didn't feel the smell of anyone casting a spell, could it be that this house was really haunted? Or is there something in the shadows that protects me?