Chapter 120: The Nightmare

Just when Uncle Zhang and Wang Yueqing's father were still there with their mouths growing and looking at the incredible scene in front of them, Zhou Cheng suddenly flicked his fingers at the splinters that were shining with thunder, and when the lightning flashed, the shards immediately turned into an arc of light and went straight to Uncle Zhang's eyebrows.

"Snort~" A muffled electric sound sounded, and Uncle Zhang immediately fell to the ground without any reaction, and at the same time, a yellow thing fell straight from under the beam in the room.

Wang Yueqing's father's face turned white in an instant, and he looked at Zhou Cheng with a mist on his head, and he didn't return to his senses at all.

"You, what are you doing here?" Wang Yueqing's father looked at Zhou Cheng a little angry and a little frightened and asked. But he quickly stood up and helped Uncle Zhang who was in a coma, and carefully checked the situation of this Uncle Zhang?

Even if people are not authentic, you can't do this!

Until Zhou Cheng walked over and lifted the yellow thing, and brought it to Wang Yueqing's father. Wang Yueqing's father reacted.

"This, what's going on in this house, how can there be, there will be Wong Tai Sin?" Wang Yueqing's father looked at the weasel that Zhou Cheng was holding in his hand and asked in shock.

"Follow him!" Zhou Cheng sighed, pointed to Uncle Zhang, who was unconscious, and said, "He was fascinated by this thing, I was saving him!"

After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he directly put the weasel in his hand on the table, and then drew another circle casually, and then threatened the motionless weasel: "Knowing that you are not dead, Hugh is playing tricks in front of the poor road, if you dare to escape from this circle, I will throw you to the big yellow dog next door!"

The weasel, who was still motionless as if he was dead, was instantly frightened and his hair stood up, and he immediately jumped up and stood on the table and "squeaked" at Zhou Cheng, and his two small front paws kept arching, as if begging for mercy.

It's a pity that Zhou Cheng didn't have the heart to understand this guy for the time being, but squatted down and slapped Uncle Zhang's forehead with words in his mouth.

"Smack!" A crisp slap sounded, Uncle Zhang woke up faintly, and then looked around in a bit of a daze, and then looked at Wang Yueqing's father and said with a confused expression: "Old, old Wang, why am I here?"

"You were just caught by Wong Tai Sin, but fortunately this little brother saved you. Otherwise, you're in trouble, anyway, why did you get into trouble with Wong Tai Sin in such a good manner?" Wang Yueqing's father replied with a look of apprehension.

Uncle Zhang didn't speak, he had been fascinated by the weasel for so long, and his body was in a terrible loss, not only was he lacking in qi, but his whole body was so sore, that he didn't even have the strength to stand up. Fortunately, Wang Yueqing's father was beside him, and he slowly got him up from the ground and sat on the chair, and it took a long time before he had the strength to say the second sentence.

"Thank you, little brother!" Uncle Zhang thanked Zhou Cheng. There is no blood on his face, and he thinks more about the dead than the living.

"God has the virtue of a good life, the ancients hunted, and still knew the net to open up. For the sake of money, searching for innocent creatures and killing them all is not a long-term way. If you have this calamity, it can be regarded as having a cause before and an effect after it. Don't remember it in the future. Zhou Cheng did not accept Uncle Zhang's thanks, but shook his head and admonished.

To be honest, the weasel will find this one, but this one is acting too much for money. Poison beast traps, digging holes and setting fires to everything, even the beast cubs who haven't opened their eyes can't escape his poisonous hands. After such a killing, will you still see animals in the mountains and forests in the future?

Therefore, this person is purely self-inflicted, and the weasel is just coming to take revenge for a family of dozens of people. If it weren't for this weasel ghost who brought him to Zhou Cheng in a daze, this guy would definitely not have survived for three days.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you!" Uncle Zhang said with some weakness.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this, you're so weak now, it's better to rest. I'll call someone to send you back right away and take care of it. It looks like you'll not even be able to get out of bed in a few months. You said you, why did you mess with that thing in such a good manner?" Wang Yueqing's father saw Uncle Zhang kicking hard, and quickly interjected.

Of course, he also heard Zhou Cheng's words. This old Zhang likes to make a set and get a bird net or something. There is no shortage of disasters in the mountains and forests. It's just a folk's in the big hometown, and it's hard to talk about him. Now that I have learned such a lesson, I guess I won't dare in the future!

But an old man was said by a junior, which made Wang Yueqing's father immediately a little worried that Lao Zhang's face couldn't hang up. So hurry out and plug in.

Zhou Cheng glanced at Wang Yueqing's father, shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything more, but turned his head to look at the weasel on the table.

In the final analysis, Wang Yueqing's father didn't agree with Zhou Cheng's words very much! Everyone has relied on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water, and they have come over for so many years. Although Lao Zhang's things have indeed been done, neither Wang Yueqing's father nor the people in the village feel that there is anything wrong!

To put it bluntly, it's all a matter of concept. Zhou Cheng knew that he couldn't make sense, so he simply stopped. lest he really quarrel with Wang Yueqing's father.

The weasel on the table looks quite old, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make a big man like this, not only can he do whatever he wants, but he almost can't save his life.

"Uncle, you take this Uncle Zhang out first, I have something to talk about with this yellow-skinned man!" Zhou Cheng pleaded to Wang Yueqing's flying father.

"Talk to it?" Wang Yueqing's father looked at the weasel on the table, and the whole person was not good. Looking at Zhou Cheng's eyes was like looking at a monster, but seeing that Zhou Cheng was serious and not talking nonsense, in the end he still remembered Zhou Cheng's unreasonable ability, and finally nodded, swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and slowly helped the half-dead Uncle Zhang out.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, don't pretend to be stupid to Poor Dao, Poor Dao knows that you can understand, and give an honest explanation to Poor Dao, what are you bringing this guy for? There is only one chance, you think about it yourself. Otherwise, don't blame the poor Dao for having a bad heart!" Zhou Cheng watched Wang Yueqing's father go out of the room with Uncle Zhang, then turned his head and coldly warned the weasel on the table with a serious face.

The weasel was so frightened that he immediately shrank into a ball, squeaked, and at first Zhou Cheng thought he had heard it wrong, until after confirming it again and again, Zhou Chengcheng's horse became full of black lines.

"You want money?" Zhou Cheng was going crazy.

Why do you want money from a weasel? I gave it to you, and you can't take it, you can't spend it!

It's almost the same to sell you for money...

"Squeak squeak... The weasel yelled in discontent.

Speaking of which, people are old spirits, ghosts are old spirits. Weasels are just as elvet when they're old. At this time, after understanding what Zhou Cheng didn't mean about himself, he suddenly became arrogant, how could he be so sincere and afraid of begging for mercy just now?

Zhou Cheng pinched his fingers and calculated, coupled with the weasel's incomprehensible scream, he probably understood what was going on.

"Taiyi Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, for the sake of your sincerity, I'll help you save her, and you can take me to get the pieces, okay?" Zhou Cheng's attitude towards the weasel was much better at this time.

A weasel who knows how to repay Entu is also rare. Aren't many people in this world even inferior to this weasel?