Chapter 213: If there is an afterlife

Wang Yu dug a pit outside the courtyard and buried Zhou Wencai's body in it.

Yan Chixia, who had been meditating and resting, walked out of the wing room, and felt a little emotional after seeing this scene.

Although this kid is stupid and can't make the girl happy, he is really kind-hearted.

Thinking of all the things she has seen and heard in the rivers and lakes over the years, Yan Chixia feels more and more that the world still needs a little more kindness.

Good people are not necessarily rewarded, but evil people must be punished.

"In fact, even if you don't bury it, after a while, his body will disappear. ”

Yan Chixia's voice was soft, which startled Wang Yu, and she always felt weird and twisted.

"It's just a matter of being in the ground, no matter what kind of person he was in life, everything dissipates when he dies. ”

"Hehe, then you are wrong, after a person dies, he will be judged. However, that method is different from ours, so I don't want to mention it. ”

Yan Chixia chuckled, "It's not too early, you should rest early." I just went to see a couple of girls, and they were just unconscious, so they just got some sleep. ”

Wang Yu nodded and went back to his room.

There was no word all night until dawn

......

In the gloomy room, Wang Zhengqi was lying on the ground and rolling, his expression was extremely painful, but he couldn't make a sound.

The wood sculpture was placed on the desk, and the smoke swam over it, looking strange and terrifying.

After a quarter of an hour, Wang Zhengqi finally improved, gasped and got up from the ground, endured the pain in his body, and knelt down in front of the wood carving.

"Master, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong. ”

However, when he spoke, it was as if he had been whipped by an invisible whip and fell directly to the side.

The smoke that shrouded the wood carving turned into a row of words.

"There's another time, die!"

The handwriting, which was far longer than the last time, was enough to prove the anger of that person, and Wang Zhengqi lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

Knowing that the smoke had cleared, he dared to raise his head, and the resentment in his heart was almost driving Wang Zhengqi crazy.

The last time he pushed Wang Yu into the water, he was obviously just an ordinary person, but this time, in order to seek stability, he even used the evil qi he had painstakingly collected, just to ensure that nothing went wrong.

And in the previous situation, even God was helping him, Yan Chixia was dragged by the hidden demon clan in Lin Yin Temple, as long as he killed Wang Yu, and then arranged for Wang Haoran to end up depressed, everything would be perfect.

But Wang Zhengqi made a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that Wang Yu would directly kill the black demon corpse with his bare hands.

The impact of this incident on him is simply indescribable.

The more Wang Zhengqi thought about it, the more angry he became, the more desperate he became, even the black demon corpse couldn't help Wang Yu, so what was the point of him worshipping the evil god in front of him every day?

Anger rises from the heart, and evil grows to the guts.

He scrambled to his feet, grabbed the wooden carving and smashed it to the ground, shattering it in pieces.

However, this was not the end, Wang Zhengqi took out a bloody strip of cloth from the study before the evil god reacted, a bottle of liquid that I don't know what it was, and a toilet.

After the wood carving was broken, a terrible and piercing scream sounded, and Wang Zhengqi endured the discomfort and poured the things in his hand one by one.

Suddenly, all visions vanished.

He sat on the ground, the sweat on his face falling down.

"Hehe, hehe, hahaha, die, die together, I can't kill your son, Lao Tzu will kill you directly. There is revenge, there is revenge. ”

Wang Zheng's face was full of madness, and he smashed it all over the study.

After calming down, he took out a faded wooden hairpin from his arms and gently placed it in his palm, with a gentleness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

"Hua Niang, Hua Niang, I'll be able to accompany you soon, don't worry, it's soon. ”

In the world he couldn't see, there was a woman in white shaking her head and crying, babbling something.

If Wang Zhengqi was here, he would understand that she was telling him: "Life and life, and never leave the king." ”

......

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Haoran sat in the courtyard, when the sky was bright, and the morning sun reflected on the dew, reflecting a colorful scene.

He closed his eyes and felt all this, but what he thought about was the righteousness of his second brother, Wang.

It is said that the eldest brother is like a father, Wang Haoran actually understands very well that his younger brother has always remembered the events of the year and lived a very painful life.

He has always wanted to compensate from other aspects, but no matter how much he does, he can feel the resentment hidden behind Wang Zhengqi's eyes.

Out of his mind, suddenly someone came over to report, "Master, the second master is here." ”

Wang Haoran opened his eyes and saw Wang Zhengqi's relaxed face, which he had never seen before.

"Second brother, you are..."

"Hehe, figured something out. ”

The next man brought a chair, and the two sat opposite each other.

Wang Zhengqi said softly: "After so many years, I didn't understand a truth until yesterday. ”

"Oh, what is it?" Wang Haoran said curiously.

"We must not be afraid of people and things, we all say that show talent rebels, and it will not be done in ten years, this sentence is really not wrong. ”

"Why do you suddenly talk about this?"

"It's just a little emotional. ”

Wang Haoran took out a pot of wine from his arms, poured himself a glass, and filled it for Wang Haoran.

"You and my brothers, it's been a long time since we've drunk together, right? Wang Zhengqi raised his glass and made a toasting gesture.

Wang Haoran was stunned, and came back to his senses after a while, with a complicated meaning in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he directly picked up the wine glass and touched him.

Then drink dry in one gulp.

"Wine is poisonous. ”

"I know. ”

Wang Zheng was stunned, and then asked, "Then why do you want to drink?"

"Because you're my brother. Wang Haoran looked indifferent.

"In the next life, I don't want to be a brother with you anymore. Wang Zhengqi said disgustedly.

"I don't want to. ”

"That's the best, I'm going to see Hua Niang, big brother. ”

"And who am I going to see?"

"Who knows you, it's none of my business. ”

"You still haven't changed at all. Wang Haoran scolded with a smile.

Wang Zhengqi wanted to say something, but there was a toxic attack in his body, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and he fell straight on the chair.

He could only murmur a few times in vain, and he didn't make a sound at all.

Wang Haoran closed his eyes lightly, waiting for the end moment to come.

However, until the next person screamed and a large crowd of people rushed in, he did not change abnormally.

At this time, Wang Haoran didn't know where he was that there was no poison in his wine at all, and the real poison was actually rubbed on the cup.

He looked at Wang Zhengqi's corpse, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a long time, a desolate cry sounded in the courtyard.

Wang Zhengqi thought about it all night last night, but after all, he still didn't attack his brother.

The resentment of the past became so unworthy after he decided to break the wood carving and take his own life.

In fact, what he wanted to say at the end was the same as Hua Niang's touch.

"Life after life, inseparable from Qing. ”