My second uncle! Although I felt a sharp pain in my back, the sigh my grandfather made before he left flashed through my mind.
My second uncle was forced to sacrifice ghost money by my grandfather without knowing it, and his soul is hidden in one of the ghost eye money. My grandfather said that my second uncle has resentment in his heart, and he might come out to make trouble for me at any time, so I should not use the ghost eye money easily.
What I didn't expect was that my second uncle's resentment was so strong that he would rather let the Wu family be extinct than not let it get rid of his anger.
I have now been suppressed by the rules of heaven. Even if I want to resist, I am powerless. I can only resign myself to my fate and let my resentment lead me to look at the square hole of the Ghost Eye Money.
The moment my eyes met Qian Kong's, the scene of a wedding at a riverside cemetery appeared before my eyes.
He Zhenzhen and Guan Xingyu were still getting married, the only difference from the riverside cemetery was that anyone could tell Guan Xingyu had a hidden weapon in his sleeve, and it was a mechanical crossbow. Guan Xingyu was almost telling He Zhenzhen that he was going to kill someone, but He Zhenzhen was still getting married without noticing.
After the "husband and wife bowing to each other", Guan Xingyu mercilessly shot a crossbow arrow into He Zhenzhen's chest. However, He Zhenzhen did not disappear into thin air after the arrow, but fell to the ground, covering the wound with blood gushing out.
Guan Xingyu walked up to the other person with an indifferent expression, stretched out his hand to grab the arrow shaft that was exposed outside He Zhenzhen's body, and pushed the long arrow into He Zhenzhen's chest inch by inch...
There was no trace of pity in Guan Xingyu's cold eyes, but He Zhenzhen, with blood foam constantly gushing out of her mouth, stretched out a hand and touched Guan Xingyu's cheek with difficulty.
I could see that she just wanted to touch the face that made her willing to die before she died. Perhaps, she just wanted to try whether she could touch the tears she was looking forward to before closing her eyes.
Guan Xingyu would not shed tears for her, because he was holding his head high, avoiding He Zhenzhen's palm, which was gradually losing its color and strength, with great disgust...
Just when He Zhenzhen's fingertips were about to touch Guan Xingyu's cheek, the latter exerted force and pierced half of the sharp arrow through He Zhenzhen's chest. The other party dropped his hand with his eyes open in death.
Guan Xingyu stared at He Zhenzhen's body with a dull look at that moment, and his eyes changed for the first time...
At this moment, the corpses standing neatly in the distance seemed to suddenly come alive and walked steadily behind Guan Xingyu: "Xingyu, you have done a great deed, take her body away! This time, we must not let her escape again."
"This time?" Guan Xingyu's eyes flashed with confusion, "I'm not..."
The other party coughed twice and said, "Don't ask so many questions. Mr. Jin's arrangements are unfathomable. You don't need to know things that you shouldn't know. Take the body and go!"
The third brother! I couldn't help but be shocked. The person who arranged for Guan Xingyu to leave looked exactly like the third brother. When I looked to the side, all the members of the drama club were gathered in the distance, and even the two people who drowned in Nanhu were standing among them.
Have they all met He Zhenzhen in their previous lives
Before I could react, I saw Guan Xingyu ask, "Brother, where should we take the body?"
The third brother smiled and said, "The evil nightmare is hard to eliminate, so we can only send it to..."
Before I could hear what the third brother was going to say, I suddenly heard a sharp whistle of wind in my ears, followed by a loud thud of a wooden stick hitting my back. I felt a black screen in front of my eyes and a mouthful of blood spurted out of my body.
Although I didn't see the wound on my back, I knew from the severe pain in my body that a layer of my flesh must have been torn off.
The last words of the third brother must have involved the lives of thousands of people and even countless causes and effects. Otherwise, the punishment of heaven would never choose to forcibly interrupt the deduction of ghost money at this time.
When I barely supported my body and raised my head, I saw a ghost coin suddenly leap up, and with all its strength, it knocked the ghost eye gold coins floating in the sky to the side, and then quickly moved in front of my eyes.
When I focused my sight on Qian Kong again, I saw Guan Xingyu standing at the door holding the Rakshasa, pointing the blade at He Zhenzhen who pushed the door open...
Just when Guan Xingyu was about to raise his knife, another sharp whistle of a wooden staff bursting through the wind rose up from behind me and hit me directly on the back of my head. If the staff had hit me, even if my body didn't burst, I would have been unconscious instantly, but I could only hold my head high and wait for the staff that was powerful enough to shatter my head to hit me on the top of my head.
It's over! I closed my eyes and waited for death to come, when suddenly there was a crisp sound of ghost money falling to the ground. The strong wind brought by the punishment of heaven lifted my hair, but stopped close to my head.
Before the cold sweat from my fear had time to soak through the back of my clothes, the scene in front of me suddenly returned to normal, and the three ghost coins all fell to the ground - the three yellow incense sticks were all burned out, and the ghost coin at the back, just as the yellow incense was about to burn out, allowed me to see Guan Xingyu.
Guan Xingyu is He Zhenzhen's fate!
I forced myself to shout, "Everyone come in, quickly!"
Monk Shi kicked the door open and rushed in from outside: "Old Wu, what's wrong with you?"
I reluctantly waved my hand and said, "Don't worry about it! Give my knife to Guan Xingyu and have him stand behind the door. He is He Zhenzhen's fate, and only he can kill He Zhenzhen."
Monk Shi grabbed the long sword and said, "Did you hear me? Come over and take the sword!"
“No, no, no…” Guan Xingyu was so scared that he kept waving his hands, “I don’t dare… No! You must want to use me as a scapegoat! If I die, will all of you be fine? I don’t believe you…”
"Bullshit!" Shi Heshang said angrily, "Old Wu wants to kill you, but he can just push you out the door and everything will be solved. There's no point in lying to you!"
"I don't believe it!" Guan Xingyu roared, "You have never had good intentions, don't come over..."
I turned to look at Guan Qingyan: "Miss Guan, do you believe me?"
Guan Qingyan gritted her teeth and said, "Xiaoyu, our fate is linked to Mr. Wu, he won't harm you!"
"I won't listen!" Guan Xingyu shouted, "I am your biological brother, and you are actually speaking for an outsider and asking me to die? Tell me, what are you thinking? I have already said that I will not fight with you for the Guan family's assets. Are you just hoping for my death?"
"Xiao Yu—" Guan Qingyan couldn't help but shed tears, but she couldn't say the rest of the words.
Ye Jin stood up and grabbed Luosha and said, "Guan Xingyu, I'm giving you two choices now. One is to obey me, and the other is to die immediately! Tell me, which one do you want to choose?"
Guan Xingyu was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly: "What do you want to do?"
As Ye Jin walked towards Guan Xingyu with a machete in hand, Guan Qingyan shouted urgently, "Ye Jin, stop it!"
Ye Jin said without even turning his head: "If you want to live, stop her!"
The third brother and his friends rushed forward and held Guan Qingyan tightly. Ye Jin pushed Guan Xingyu to the corner step by step, held Guan Xingyu's chin with the machete, "Guan Xingyu, there is no father here, no one will tolerate your bad habits. If you kill the ghost, everything will be fine. If you want to drag us to death, I will chop off your hands and feet first, and let you lie on the ground and wait for death."
Guan Xingyu shouted fiercely: "You dare not kill me, you..."
Without saying anything, Ye Jin pulled back his machete and slashed at Guan Xingyu's shoulder. Ye Jin's machete seemed as fast as lightning, but he was actually keeping a tight control. When the blade fell, he first used the tip of the blade to press against the wall. The blade seemed to be hitting the wall, but in fact, he was using the resistance of the wall to slow down the blade. However, the sound of the machete tearing the wall was extremely shocking.
Guan Xingyu was so frightened by Ye Jin's slash that he slid to the ground along the wall. Ye Jin's machete also followed him and fell straight down. The wall skin cut by the blade hit Guan Xingyu's head piece by piece, and the blood color on his face faded away in an instant...
Just as the blade was about to hit Guan Xingyu's head, Guan Qingyan screamed, "Ye Jin, stop! I beg you..."
It seemed as if Ye Jin was waiting for Guan Qingyan to call for help. As soon as the other party's voice came out, Ye Jin's machete stopped. Ye Jin deliberately pressed the knife down and cut Guan Xingyu's scalp, then looked at Guan Xingyu coldly: "I'll ask you again, will you listen to me?"
Guan Xingyu cried out, "I'll be obedient, I'll be obedient... Don't kill me!"
Ye Jin reached out and pulled Guan Xingyu up: "Hold the knife, stand still, and chop people when they come in. I'll stand behind you, and if you don't chop her, I'll chop you."
When Guan Xingyu was trembling with fear and hiding behind the door with Rakshasa in his hand, Ye Jin was indeed standing behind him.
Not long after they stood firm, there was a loud bang from the direction of the gate. The moment the strings of ghost-killing coins fell to the ground, the soul-calming bells hung on the door of the inner room by Monk Shi also vibrated violently at the same time. In a short moment, dozens of soul-calming bells emitted a dazzling red light as if they were burned by a raging fire.
It only took He Zhenzhen a breath to get from the front door to the inner room. She was close to the door before the money for killing ghosts even fell to the ground. But she stood outside the door and refused to move forward.
Guan Xingyu, who was hiding behind the door, had already trembled into a ball, and his two hands seemed unable to hold the long sword, and he could not lift the blade. Ye Jin raised his hand suddenly, put the knife on Guan Xingyu's neck, and gently tapped Guan Xingyu's cheek with the blade. The latter suddenly straightened his body, and raised the long sword with trembling arms.
At the same time, the soul-calming bells hanging on the door broke their ropes and flew into the house. At the moment when the flying copper bells burst back and forth in the house, the door suddenly opened to the house. When He Zhenzhen, dressed in red, appeared in our sight again, the hostility on her body had dissipated by half. Although the face covered by long hair was no longer gloomy, it was filled with indescribable sadness. (To be continued)