The Royal Manor.

In the dim night, the luxurious royal manor was a little more lonely, as well as dead silence.

Under the bright light, there is no trace of human beings in sight.

Since Wang Dashao's death, Wang Qiusheng has become irritable and irritable, and will fight the servants at the slightest disappointment.

It can be a bleeding blow to the head, or a fracture and a serious injury.

So much so that in just a few days, most of the servants of the Wang family left.

The rest of the servants didn't dare to appear in front of Wang Qiusheng, for fear of accidentally becoming Wang Qiusheng's punching bag.

Except for an old housekeeper who had served Wang Qiusheng for many years, the other servants were all able to hide, and they couldn't bear it anymore, so they left the Wang family in a hurry.

Wang's house, in the living room.

Wang Qiusheng sat on the fine Huanghuali sofa, his eyes were cloudy, and his expression was indifferent.

But he is not as irritable as usual, but he seems extraordinarily calm.

Fu Biao walked into the living room nervously, leaned over Wang Qiusheng's ear, and whispered: "Master, the guests are here." ”

Wang Qiusheng's eyes narrowed, and a faint expectation and doubt flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, his face twitching slightly.

Four days ago, someone approached Wang Qiusheng and asked him a question.

Do you want Wang Dashao to be resurrected?

If an ordinary person asked this question, Wang Qiusheng would have had him chopped up and fed to the dog to vent his hatred.

But the one who asked the question was not an ordinary person.

It was a burly tall man dressed as a monk.

He calls himself woe!

Monks who serve the gods!

Of course, none of this is the point.

The point is that this monk has unpredictable powers!

The two sides were just looking at each other, and Wang Qiusheng didn't even understand what was going on, and his four bodyguards pulled out their guns and killed each other one after another, and died cleanly.

That incredible power brought great shock and hope to Wang Qiusheng.

Can the son really be resurrected?

He didn't know, but he couldn't help but want to believe it.

And the chaos left only one sentence.

If you want his son to come back from the dead, save Wang Dashao's body.

Four days later, on the first seven days of Wang Dashao, he will come back again.

Wang Qiusheng pondered for a few seconds before he said without hurrying: "Bring it in." ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a rough voice suddenly sounded in the living room.

"Don't bother Mr. Lao, the poor monk has arrived."

The tall and burly body of Scourge appeared in the living room out of thin air, as if it had always been here and had never left!

Wang Qiusheng followed the prestige.

I saw the chaos standing in the middle of the living room, not knowing when it came or where it came from. The dark muscles reflect a metallic luster in the light, giving a strong sense of oppression.

However, seeing this scene, Wang Qiusheng not only did not get angry, but became more respectful.

What a strange person!

He hurriedly laughed and stood up, and said respectfully: "If you miss the distance below, please forgive the monk." ”

Chaos glanced at Wang Qiusheng, and his gaze fell on Fu Biao.

The two looked at each other.

A mysterious scarlet color flashed in Fu Biao's eyes, and then he lowered his head respectfully, and his eyes returned to normal.

Chaos looked calm, and his blue eyes were like two gems, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

He didn't mean to be polite to Wang Qiusheng at all, and sat directly opposite Wang Qiusheng.

The voice of the chaos was like thunder, loud and loud: "Mr. Wang, have you ever made a decision?" ”

Wang Qiusheng's expression was firm, and after thinking about it for a few days, he had already made up his mind.

His eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said, "As long as Mr. can resurrect my son, I will admit it at any price." ”

Chaos laughed and laughed.

He laughed and said, "Happy, Mr. Wang is really happy." ”

"The poor monk might as well speak out."

"Ling Gongzi has been dead for seven days, and today is his first seven days, and it is also the day when his soul returns and appears for the last time."

"After today, Ling Gongzi's soul will be scattered and completely dissipated between heaven and earth."

"When the time comes, no matter how great the supernatural power is, it will be impossible to resurrect Ling Gongzi."

Wang Qiusheng was suddenly anxious, wasn't that the last day.

He gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground with a thud, raised his head to stare at the chaos, and said firmly: "Monk, please save my poor child." ”

"No matter what you want, as long as Wang can do it, there is no difference."

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, as if he was smiling but not smiling.

He played with taste: "It's not difficult to bring Ling Gongzi back from the dead." ”

"But to reverse life and death, there must be a price."

"Although Ling Gongzi can be resurrected, he will become a ghoul who feeds on the flesh and blood of the living."

"In this case, Mr. Wang is also willing."

Wang Qiusheng's eyes were cold, his expression was extremely indifferent, and he didn't care: "The law of the jungle is the principle of heaven and earth. ”

"When has the world changed?"

When Wang Qiusheng was young, he was killed from the sea of corpses and blood, and he worked hard to build today's foundation, and there were more than a dozen lives under his hands.

He has mastered the dark power of Jiangnan City for so many years, and he has done a lot of things to lose his conscience, so there are not a few people who have broken their families, where will they have the burden of killing.

Wang Qiusheng said categorically: "What kind of people do senior monks need, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

When he heard the rumors, he laughed heartily.

His name is Woe Chaos precisely because he loves calamity and calamity, and he wants the world to be full of distortions and chaos.

Slaughter.

Fear.

Despair.

Vice.

It's his favorite thing.

Wang Qiusheng's words completely spoke to his heart.

The chaos was eager for chaos in the world, and laughed heartily: "Okay, if you want to resurrect Ling Gongzi, you need seven women of different years, preferably virgins." ”

"When Ling Gongzi absorbs the flesh and blood of these seven women, the first step of transformation will be completed."

"When the time comes, the prince only needs to sword the enemy in his hand and complete the last step with the heart and blood of the enemy, and he will be able to obtain the immortal body."

Wang Qiusheng didn't hesitate, his eyes were full of coldness, and he said fiercely: "Please also ask the senior monk to tell me which years and months of women." ”

The eyes of the brass bells of the calamity narrowed, and the smile grew brighter and more cruel.

He loves disaster and sin!

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Since the incident in Wangjia Village, Li Hao's life has returned to a peaceful timeline again.

Go to work every day and go out to work.

When he was at home, he teased Long'er and practiced daily.

The little day is very nice.

Li Hao is not in a hurry about the affairs of Hades.

He is waiting, waiting for the Hades to descend and the Dharma Body of his previous life to appear!

However, although life is quite smooth, Li Hao is not without headaches.

Since the Wangjiacun incident, he has dealt with fifteen police reports this week, but none of them are useful information.

It's not a natural phenomenon, it's just an illusion caused by some accident.

One of the most outrageous calls to the police.

The policeman claimed that there were ghosts in his house, and every night he could hear a very chaotic sound coming from under the bed, as if someone was whispering under the bed.

But I couldn't hear what was being said.

The lights can be turned on, and there is nothing under the bed at all.

And this strange sound only appears at night, and during the day it is calm again.

When Li Hao brought Zhu Qiyu to the scene, after careful inspection, he came to a conclusion.

The bed was made of wood and was a few years old.

Because the furniture was not cleaned when it was made, there were still insect eggs in the wood.

The temperature in the room is suitable, giving the eggs the best environment to hatch. After several years, the eggs inside finally hatched.

The strange sound heard by the caller was the sound of insects eating wood.

In this regard, the police were also speechless.

However, there were no accidents, and Li Hao felt actually good.

Calm and quiet is sometimes a good thing.

Until........

On this day, Li Hao asked Zhu Qiyu to have dinner together to enhance the friendship of colleagues.

Get to know each other better.

However, not long after leaving the house, Li Hao realized that he was being followed!

The other party walked all the way and was very careful.