Heavy rain poured down.

Whoa!!!!!!!

Knocking on the tiles of the eaves, the rain continued to flow down the tiles like a waterfall.

The rain stained his hair, stained his clothes, and continued to flow down Wang Zhiqiang's fat face, Wang Qingchen stretched out his hand and kept shaking Wang Zhiqiang.

The fat body swayed back and forth, and the fat on Wang Zhiqiang's face kept shaking.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"Father?"

Wang Zhiqiang raised his head suddenly, and his arm suddenly broke free from Wang Qingchen's support, and the strength was not small, so that Wang Qingchen subconsciously took a step back.

As if using too much force, the hairpin on the hair fell to the ground at once, and the wet long hair suddenly spread out, covering half of the fat face.

His eyes were all hidden under his long hair, and he said in a vicious tone:

"My Wang family has done so many evil things, do they all deserve to die?"

"My Wang family has always been pure, benevolent, famous, has always adhered to the ancestral teachings, friendly with others, where did you do evil things?"

"Father, let's go to the ancestral hall!" Wang Qingchen didn't care, stepped forward and grabbed Wang Zhiqiang's arm, the wet clothes emitted a cold feeling, Wang Qingchen pulled hard, and wanted to drag Wang Zhiqiang away.

But the obese Wang Zhiqiang is like a jack drop, no matter how hard Wang Qingchen tries, Wang Zhiqiang will shake at most, and he will not be dragged away at all.

The rain continued to drip down his hair, Wang Zhiqiang's hands suddenly stretched out, grabbed Wang Qingchen's shoulders at once, and said in a vicious voice: "We all deserve to die!"

Wang Qingchen's face suddenly turned hideous, he raised his foot and kicked towards Wang Zhiqiang, and said in a deep tone: "Father, wait a minute. ”

"The child went to the ancestral hall to find a way to save you!"

If Wang Qingchen, who was flustered in the first sentence, didn't react, then Wang Zhiqiang opened his mouth in the second sentence, how could Wang Qingchen not see through it, his father had already had an accident.

According to Wang Zhiqiang's situation, this foot should have been kicked to the ground by Wang Qingchen, Wang Qingchen has been reading the sage's articles hard, but he is not a weak scholar who is powerless.

Strong and strong, Wang Zhiqiang, who is already more than 200 pounds fat, can stand firm with a fat body.

But it's a pity that this time Wang Qingchen kicked on Wang Zhiqiang's bulging belly, and the touch was not soft but cold and stiff, like kicking a hard and cold iron plate.

A heart-piercing pain came from his feet, and Wang Qingchen fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The fat palm is like an iron tong cast of steel, strangling Wang Qingchen's neck, Wang Qingchen kept struggling, grabbed the fat wrist with both hands, kept moving hard, and kicked his legs around.

Wang Qingchen's face was flushed, his breathing was already extremely difficult, his struggle continued to weaken, and his eyes began to roll up.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

"Wang Qingchen wake up!" Like a thunderous roar, Wang Qingchen, whose vision was already blurred, suddenly opened his eyes, and began to wheez.

Breathing violently, the rain kept falling, and my eyes subconsciously squinted.

Wang Qingchen breathed the air greedily, and Wang Zhiqiang's concerned voice came from his ear: "Qingchen is fine!"

Wang Qingchen followed the voice, Wang Zhiqiang was standing aside in the heavy rain, supporting himself, holding a cyan jade pendant in his hand at the moment, the luster on the jade pendant had dimmed, and a crack appeared in the center of the jade pendant.

Wang Zhiqiang shook his hand, and the jade pendant fell directly to the ground, and with a click, the fragments of the jade pendant continued to splash around.

"Go, this jade pendant is just something worn by Gong Hualin, a famous man in Changshui, and he is influenced by his literary atmosphere every day, which has this effect, destroying the sneaky illusion, but it is also an effect. ”

"You and I have all fallen into the illusion just now, be careful. ”

"Hurry up!" Wang Qingchen's face showed a look of horror, recalling the horror just now, and walked directly towards the ancestral hall, but he stumbled and almost fell, and was supported by Wang Zhiqiang.

The two braved the heavy rain and ran all the way towards the ancestral hall.

The rain has completely poured the two of them into soup chickens, their bodies are wet, their clothes fit their bodies tightly, looking at the bright ancestral hall in front of them, Wang Qingchen couldn't help but feel joy.

Hurriedly ran towards the ancestral hall, as the distance from the ancestral hall got closer and closer, under the light of the red light, Wang Qingchen's vision was no longer so blurry because of the distance, and he suddenly reacted at this moment, and pulled Wang Zhiqiang beside him and said:

"Father. ”

"It's not right here!"

"Let's go, hurry into the ancestral hall to save your life!" The fat arm grabbed Wang Qingchen in turn and ran forward in stride.

"This is not an ancestral hall, and the ancestral hall will not light oil lamps in the night!"

"This is the main hall, we just came from here, we are back again, we can't enter the main hall. Wang Qingchen's tone trembled, his teeth unconsciously clenched up and down, and his voice had changed.

"No, this is the ancestral hall!" the voice of evil words sounded again.

This completely broke Wang Qingchen's bottom line of fear, frantically shook his arm, and pushed hard towards Wang Zhiqiang beside him, his face was scared, frightened, panicked, and all kinds of expressions continued to appear alternately, and he shouted in a roaring tone:

"Get out!"

"You impostor, it's a vision, it's an illusion, it's not real. ”

Constantly kicking at Wang Zhiqiang, Wang Zhiqiang, who was wearing a cloak, let Wang Qingchen beat him, one arm tightly choked Wang Qingchen's neck, his long hair had covered his face, and he couldn't see any expression.

The feeling of suffocation continued to arise, Wang Qingchen could no longer breathe, his eyes became blurred, and he only heard a terrible shout in his ears: "Qingchen!"

The scene seen in his eyes couldn't help but become illusory, and he vaguely saw a fat figure staggering into an attic in the heavy rain.

I couldn't help but want to shout: "Father save me!"

It's a pity that he didn't say a word, he swallowed his last breath completely, and his last afterglow looked at his current situation at this moment, and his two arms were tightly pinching his neck.

It turns out that I was strangled to death by myself!

"Qingchen!"

The voice of shouting came out, but there was no movement for half a minute, and Wang Zhiqiang shouted again: "Qingchen?"

There was still no sound, and there was silence in all directions, as if they were in a dead silence.

Wang Zhiqiang's face was frightened, and he shouted in the ancestral hall in a sad tone: "Ancestor!"

"Help!"

"The Wang family can't survive this catastrophe, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe. ”

"Ancestor, you are going to be extinct, and without descendants to worship, you can't live forever. ”

"To save me is to save you. ”

"Father, our Wang family is extremely sinful, no one can live, you want to die, I want to die, and the ancestors will die!" a figure with his head bowed was standing at the door of the ancestral hall, and his back to everyone whispered.

"Ghosts, Hugh is rampant!"