C104

The old man nodded, "When something happened to everyone, I thought it was because of you. If it wasn't for San Wazi telling me about what happened here, I probably wouldn't have known even if I died. Boss was actually so ungrateful."

I was elated. I was still thinking about how to ask about this matter, but after my eldest son's wife's beating, I unexpectedly thought through what she had said. So I moved a stool closer to the bed to hear what was going on inside, what was going on in the old lady's head.

"Where did Leng Wuzui go?" The old man didn't say anything, so I asked him.

"He saw that my eyes were green, so he went to the boiler room to cook my eggs." The old man said.

As soon as I sat down, I stood up again, and a feeling of foreboding came over me. The reason why I have been following Leng Wuzui is because I hope to use my own fire to deter the evil spirits. After I left for a while, he went into the kitchen. If it was anywhere else, it would be fine, but don't forget that there was a "person" in the kitchen.

He didn't respond to my two shouts. Damn, he must have been hit.

I rushed out of the bedroom, but I didn't expect to run into someone the moment I stepped out of the door. The impact hit me squarely in the chest, forcing me back a few steps and catching my breath with my hands over my heart. That person wasn't any better off. He sat on the ground and covered his head with his hands. He shook his head from left to right; he was probably dazed from the collision. When I looked at his face, I saw that he was an unfamiliar one. He looked like he was only in his thirties. He was very chubby. I scolded him anxiously, "You f * cking robbed me of my father!"

That person stood up and looked at me. Without saying anything further, he cursed loudly, "You still dare to come back? You caused my second sister to suffer so much. Today, just leave your lives here!" He raised his fist and waved it in my face. When the old man heard that we were going to make a move, he shouted for us to stop, but it was of no use at all.

The moment I saw him, I knew that he was an amateur. Let's not talk about his height, just his punch already revealed a flaw. As the saying goes, "Hands are two doors, and only your legs work on people." Most people who start punching and attacking at the first moment usually do not fight.

Seeing that he had entered the range of combat, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked out towards his chest. At the same time, he prepared his hands in case it was just a feint.

He only knew how to use brute force, and so he was sent flying in all directions by my kick. As for me, due to the impact from his kick, my center of gravity was unstable for a moment, and I almost fell down. Luckily, I had already prepared myself before, so I quickly reached out to support myself against the wall to stabilize myself. Originally, I wanted to use my sweeping leg to attack him, but after considering the fact that it wasn't as lethal as this, I gave up.

That person struggled on the ground a few times before finally being able to stand up, crying out in pain, "Aiyo, my mother!"

"It's no use calling me mother now!" I cursed.

The man held back the pain, pointed his finger at me, and roared, "Grandson, just you wait, just you wait!" After saying that, he ran out.

At this moment, the old man in the room shouted, "Young man, hurry up and leave. They have so many people, you can't beat them!"

I want to leave, but once I do, I'll be in danger. Previously, there had been two snakes guarding him and the group of wild ghosts had not dared to rashly charge at him. Now, however, without the Snake Spirit, any wild ghost would be able to easily get on his body. He couldn't care too much about that. It was more important to first look at the Cold Exemplary. The kitchen door was ajar, and I went over and kicked it open and rushed in.

The room was pitch black, and there was the faint scent of burning fire. There was a person lying on the ground in front of the boiler room. It was Leng Wuzui. I walked over and looked down. I was shocked by what I saw, because even though he was lying on the ground, his eyes were fixed on the pit, and his mouth was dripping with saliva.

The so-called ash pit was a square pit opened on the ground. After the firewood was burnt, it turned into ashes and seeped out of the furnace, falling into the ash pit, making it easier to handle later. Right now, Leng Wudi was lying on the ground, constantly drooling, with his face showing signs of paralysis. His eyes were fixed on the grey pit, filled with desire, while his left hand extended forward as if trying to grab something.

It's over. I was really washed away. I immediately grabbed onto Leng Wuzui's right arm and dragged him out. His left hand was tightly holding onto the edge of the pit, unwilling to let go no matter what. Even if I tried with all my strength, I wouldn't be able to break it. I was afraid that if I tried a little harder, I would break his fingers.

"Bastard, get out of his body!" I shouted. Leng Wuzui was stunned for a moment, but he immediately returned to his original state. Looking at me with a giggle, it seemed like my verdict wasn't going to be effective.

I turned around and walked to the door of the pot. I grabbed a handful of grass, stuffed it into the stove, and set it on fire. I thought you were afraid of a fire. I'm going to burn one today for you to see. Unexpectedly, Leng Wuzui suddenly went crazy. He got up, stretched out his arm and swept it towards my head. I was blowing on the flames with my head tilted, trying to make the fire burn faster, so I didn't notice the gesture. By the time I squinted, it was too late. His sweep didn't seem to have much strength behind it, but once it landed on my head, my vision filled with stars and my body tilted to the side. Luckily, I reacted quickly and used my hands to support the wall, otherwise, if I were to knock my head against the wall, even if I didn't faint, my head would have bled profusely.

I rolled onto the ground and rolled behind him. I half squatted as I stared at him and shouted, "No matter who you are, quickly retreat. Otherwise, don't blame me for dispersing your soul."

At this moment, Leng Wuzui acted as if he didn't hear what I just said. He squatted at the entrance of the pot and stretched out his hand to dig into the pit of ash. As he dug his mouth out, he laughed foolishly, as if he had seen a treasure.

Strange, what good stuff could the grey pit have? Was there really a need for him to go all out to fish for it? He had to get him outside and try to use the sun to drive that thing away. Thinking of this, I jumped behind Leng Wuzui, wrapped my right arm around his neck, and dragged him out. Leng Wuzui kicked wildly as he struggled to get rid of me. I was also forced to sway left and right due to his efforts, making it hard for me to keep my balance. But I knew I couldn't let go. Once I let go, I probably wouldn't have such a good chance. The room was filled with grass and dust. As he passed by the table, he knocked the table over and the chopsticks on it fell to the ground. The whole room was in a mess. What was the old man shouting about?

I didn't dare to relax my arms and shouted for the old man not to come in. I was worried that he wouldn't be hurt in such a messy situation. I lifted my butt and dragged Leng Wuzui out. I didn't expect that in my panic, I would retreat to the door and directly push me down on top of him.

F * ck, I cursed in my heart. This is really something to be afraid of. If I had opened the door slightly just now, the door probably wouldn't have bounced back and it wouldn't have ended up like this. I lay on top of Leng Wuzui and held him down. At this moment, the surroundings lit up with light, followed by someone speaking, "Third Bro, what happened?"

As soon as I heard that voice, I couldn't help but to be overjoyed. You came at the right time, so I shouted, "Hurry and get him out of here, he's on top of me!"

After all, the old fool was skilled in farming and had great strength. He used both of his hands to grab onto the two armpits of Leng Wuzui and dragged him out along with me in one go.

When Leng Wuzui saw the sunlight, he became more obedient and stopped making noise. However, his mouth was still crooked and his eyes were empty. He did not have any spirit and his mouth and nose were covered in grass and dust. He was lying on his stomach, his eyes still fixed on the kitchen door, muttering, "Don't burn me, don't burn me."

I coughed and coughed up a lot of ash. At this moment, a series of footsteps came from outside the courtyard. From the sound of it, there were at least five or six people. My heart sank. This is bad! That damn fatty really went back to call for reinforcements. Now, even if I wanted to run away, I wouldn't be able to.

"He's really here. Let's untie his legs and see where else he can run to!" A person shouted loudly!

I turned my head to look and was greatly shocked. My darling, all of you came with a bunch of fellows. They all stared at me with murderous gazes. The eldest wife was standing at the very front. She pointed at me and swore, "It's this Bane, he's the one who played tricks on my family, I want to avenge my daughter!" As he spoke, he raised his rolling pin and rushed forward.

The old man hurried over to stop her, but he was too old and his hands and feet weren't nimble. How could he hold up against his eldest son's wife? He was pushed to the ground by her.

The old fool had been holding himself back, but when he saw that the old tutor had been put down, his eyes reddened. He stood up and slapped his eldest son's wife in the face. To say that the old fool's brain was truly like a steel wire, it seemed that no matter what he did, he would have to do his best and do his best. With this slap, there was a crisp "pa" sound. It was clean and fast. The eldest son and daughter-in-law spun in a circle on the spot before falling to the ground.

At this moment, her family members behind her were unwilling to accept this outcome. They immediately erupted into an uproar as they swarmed forward like a swarm of bees. The old tutor continuously shouted from the side while his eldest son's wife continuously scolded from the side.

I saw that if the fight went on like this, I would definitely be beaten to death. No wonder my eldest son's wife is so arrogant. She lives in such a rogue family with so many rogue supporters. I jumped over and shouted, "All of you, stop!"

When the two of them turned around and saw me, they cursed, "You still dare to yell, now it's your turn!" As he spoke, he beckoned with two sticks.

I am not an old fool who would stand there and let you hit me. I know that once I am surrounded, it will be hard for me to fly even if I had wings. Thus, I dodged to the side and rushed to the entrance of the courtyard. At this moment, he heard his eldest son's wife yell, "Don't let him escape!"

Then I heard a whooshing sound behind me, and when I looked back, I saw something flying towards me.

"F * ck!" The moment these two words popped out, my head was heavily hit by them. Instantly, my vision went black and I fell to the ground. However, I didn't faint. My mind was still clear, and I knew that I could only pretend to be dead, or else I would definitely be beaten up a second time.

Who the heck threw it? How could his technique be so accurate?