It was almost midnight and the third watch, Wang He followed Chen and Wang Ziqing's younger brother Wang Erlang to the Wang family's mansion in the east of Dingxiang City, and saw the tragic death of Wang Ziqing in the bedroom of the north courtyard.

There is a large hole in the ribcage of the chest, and the flesh is blurred.

When Chen saw this tragic situation, he wept bitterly again.

Wang Erlang was also grief-stricken and hated his brother for not listening to persuasion.

"He's not dead." Wang He said suddenly.

The crying stopped abruptly, and the two stopped there, looking at Wang He in amazement.

"Really, really?" Chen's eyes widened.

Wang Erlang, who has read the book, is even more unbelievable, his heart has been poached, and he is not dead?

In fact, Wang He was also very surprised, just now with the keen perception of a martial artist, he did hear a slight heartbeat coming from Wang Ziqing's body.

He squatted down to check, put his hand on Wang Ziqing's wrist, and sure enough, he felt the same subtle pulse beating, the frequency was normal, but it was like being suppressed, and it was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

Distraction? Magic?

Wang He looked at Wang Ziqing, who was blurred with flesh and blood on his stomach, and after a little thought, under the worried and frightened gazes of Chen and Wang Erlang, he stretched out a hand and put it above Wang Ziqing's chest.

After more than ten tempering powers, it was many times stronger than the Gang Jin stage, and at this time, it came out of the body and turned into an invisible Gang Qi, shrouded in the palm of the hand.

Snort!

Only a piercing grinding sound was heard, and Wang Ziqing's stomach began to change violently.

The sight of the chest cavity wide open, the blur of flesh and blood, and the blood stains on the ground, were rapidly disappearing.

"Sure enough, the spell formed by the strength can consume the spiritual power." Wang He's expression was calm, the last time he fought with the Lishan Wolf King, he found that Gang Qi could block and consume the Wind Blade.

Since Wang Ziqing was killed by ghosts, the blinding method on his body should also be a spell.

"Alive, really alive." Chen cried with joy, and immediately knelt on the ground, thanking Dade for worshipping Wang He: "Thank you, thank you to the old fairy for saving me." ”

Wang Erlang also hurriedly thanked him, and then asked, "Why haven't you woken up yet?" ”

"Give him a slap in the face." Wang He said to Chen.

"Huh?" Chan was puzzled.

"He guards such a good wife, and he is still obsessed with lust, and he doesn't listen to advice, shouldn't he be beaten?" Wang He said with a smile.

"It's time to fight!" Chen no longer hesitated, and went up to slap him in the face twice.

Smack!

"It hurts me!" Wang Ziqing exclaimed, sat up, and hurriedly touched his stomach with palpitations, and then saw Chen with tears on his face, he lowered his head in shame.

"Xianggong, you're scared me to death." Chen cried and hugged him.

Wang Erlang also stood next to him and wiped his tears happily.

Seeing this scene, Wang He smiled more on his face, perhaps this kind of warm scene is also one of the reasons why he is willing to stay in the world of Liaozhai.

After the couple hugged each other for a while, Wang Ziqing took Chen to bow down in front of Wang He: "I was rescued by the old fairy again, Ziqing was ashamed." ”

"With such a good wife by your side, you have to chase those ghosts and foxes." Wang He said, "Wang Ziqing, you are confused! ”

"What the old fairy taught is that the son is sober." Wang Ziqing seriously promised.

Wang He nodded, and asked again, "Where did the evil ghost live before?" ”

"It's in the backyard." Wang Ziqing hurriedly got up and led the way.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, and only some lanterns in the Wang family's mansion emitted a dim light.

Before he reached the gate of the backyard, Wang He heard a slight movement, and when he got closer, there was still a wing room in the courtyard with lights on.

"It's a bold ghost, and it's still here."

However, this is indeed consistent with the description in the Liao Zhai Skin Painting Chapter, when Wang Erlang goes to invite the Taoist priest to come over tomorrow, the skin ghost will turn into an old woman and blend into Wang Erlang's house.

Wang He motioned for Wang Ziqing and the three of them to stay away, and he slowed down his steps alone, and when he arrived outside the wing room, he could see through the window that there was indeed an evil ghost inside, with a green face and teeth like jagged teeth.

The demon spread a human skin on the bed, and was drawing on it with a colored pen, and soon it was finished, and he threw it aside, and then lifted it up with both hands and draped it over his body, and in an instant he was transformed into an old woman.

"The Taoist chief's worries are superfluous, wouldn't it be good to let me eat Wang Dalang and Wang Erlang's hearts directly, if you have to fiddle with these tedious things, what is the point of acting in front of mortals and fiddling with tricks?" The evil spirit, which had turned into an old woman, muttered softly.

But Wang He still heard it, and he understood that this was really a game.

What I don't understand is, what is the purpose of this bureau?

Then, he didn't think much more.

How can there be so many don't understand, just cut it.

He drew his arm-length knife and slashed open the door of the chamber.

Bang, the wooden door shattered.

"Bold evil ghost, don't die soon!" Wang He stood at the door and shouted, his body was surging, and his clothes and hair were flying without wind.

"Men, hot men." The evil spirit was not surprised in the house, his eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to spit out a circle of black smoke.

"I'm not afraid of death." Wang He slashed out, and the black smoke immediately dissipated.

The demon was taken aback, pulled the human skin off his body, and threw it out.

The human skin, eyebrows, eyes, hands and feet were complete, like a hood blowing wind, and pounced on Wang He.

This means more than the wolf king of Lishan.

If it was Wang He a month ago, he might still be hiding, but now that he has stepped into the realm of martial arts refining, a strong aura envelops his whole body, and he directly swung his sword against the human skin and stepped forward.

Whew!

The blade was full of anger, and instantly cut through the human skin.

"My baby!" The green-faced demon was furious, and his mouth was full of black smoke, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Want to go?" Wang He saw through the demon's trick, and the qi under his feet surged in the unique way of the Nine Shadow Steps, and his speed suddenly increased greatly.

"I didn't hurt anyone, spare me, spare me." The demon panicked, but was slashed to the ground and howled like a pig.

"Whether it hurts or not, it doesn't matter if you say it." Wang He grabbed it by the neck, and his hands erupted, and the evil ghost screamed and turned into smoke, and finally disappeared.

[You have solved the evil ghost in the Qi refining period, Lingyuan +36]

Judging from Lingyuan alone, it is indeed more powerful than the Wolf King of Lishan.

Wang He leaned over again to pick up the human skin that had been cut with a big hole, but his hand paused.

At this time, Wang Ziqing dared to bring his wife and younger brother over, looked at Wang He with admiration, and at the same time looked at the human skin curiously.

Wang He didn't have the time to pay attention to them, because another prompt sounded in his head.

[You got a broken low-grade spiritual weapon, do you want to extract the spirit element]

"Loss, loss!" Wang He's heart aches.

The skin of the person who was cut open obviously lost a lot of spirituality, and he knew that he had hid just now, so why did he cut that knife.

[Extraction successful, Lingyuan +11]

This number should be more.