70s rebirth daily

Violent coercion?

The old man clutched the big hole in his chest, wanting to burst into tears.

Who is it that hurts people directly without saying a word?

After a while, the old man calmed down and looked at Song Fengchen with fear on his face. Out of the corner of his eyes, his eyes fell on the Zhong family members who were leaning towards him, and the veins on his forehead burst out: "You are the one who was brought by the Zhong family to deal with me!" ?”

"That's right—"

Before Song Fengchen could speak, Zhong Zanyu poked his neck and glared at him. One was to remind Song Fengchen of his position, and the other was to intimidate the old man. He shouted, "Master Song was specially invited by my Zhong family from all the way from the mainland."

The old man frowned, his heart was startled and frightened, he just pointed at Song Fengchen's move just now, and knew that he would definitely not be his opponent.

Although he couldn't beat Song Fengchen, he was unwilling to let the Zhong family go because of the situation.

The old man gritted his teeth, pretending to be calm, and said: "I don't think my friend's method seems to be crooked. Today's matter was originally a private matter of my Peng Zhong family. It's not good for me to intervene rashly! "

Song Fengchen smiled slightly: "What the old gentleman said is very true."

Zhong Zanyu's heart stopped beating, and he lost his voice: "Master Song?"

But he didn't want Song Fengchen to change his voice: "That's right, I understand the grievances and grievances of your two families. The fault must be the Zhong family's fault, but everything can be negotiated. I think the old man also It's not like the treacherous and evil people, how could they use such a vicious method when they make a move."

As he spoke, he pointed to the top of Zhong Mengshen's head.

The Zhong family may not know what it is. As victims, what they can feel is that this thing happens once a day, and it hurts more and more each time.

Song Fengchen knew that this thing was very sinister.

Ordinary sores are not terrible, but the sore on the top of the Zhong family's head was infused with ghostly energy by the old man.

This wisp of ghost energy is like a parasite, it will devour the victim's essence bit by bit, so as to strengthen itself.But after it grows to a certain extent, it will automatically adjust the speed of devouring essence as if it has consciousness, so as to avoid endangering the victim's life.

For the Zhong family, the loss of energy is one aspect. The key is that this sore grew on the top of their heads. In this way, although the Zhong family will not be in danger of their lives, the end will not be much better, and at least it will be lingering. Sick bed, in severe cases, insanity, until death.

Otherwise, Song Fengchen wouldn't have hit the old man so hard just now.

It's also thanks to Zhong Mengshen's great fortune, otherwise, with such a big sore on his head, how could he just be lying on the hospital bed now?

Song Fengchen made it clear that he wanted to reason with him, and he was just discussing the facts. It didn't sound like he meant to favor the Zhong family, and the old man's heart fell half instantly.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, suppressed the jealousy in his heart, and explained: "Little friend said, but I was also confused at the time, so I was careless for a moment and hit the heavy hand."

Speaking of this, the old man gritted his teeth, and said with hatred: "After I died, I was reincarnated for two lives. Because I did some wrong things, I ended up with no children and grandchildren in both lives... Just when I passed the Cliff of Resurrection, I was about to drink it. When Meng Po was making soup, there was a burst of crying in my ears..."

The old man took a deep breath: "It was only then that I realized that within a few years after my death, the tomb was taken away by someone. Not to mention, the only remaining descendants of my three lifetimes were also buried for various reasons. , I became a wimp who had to rely on his father-in-law to support his family."

Hearing this, Peng Zhi's face turned blue and white, so lively, but

"What's even more ridiculous is that his father-in-law turned out to be the one who picked up my grave and occupied my family's geomantic land... If it wasn't for him, Zhong Mengshen, with the blessing of that geomantic land, how could my Peng family have ended up where it is now? What a scene." The old man took a deep breath, "Little friend, tell me, it's not an exaggeration for me to come back to seek justice from the Zhong family!"

"It's not an exaggeration." Song Fengchen nodded in response.

The old man's heart fell completely.

"However," Song Fengchen changed his voice: "I'm more curious, old man, how did you know that it was Zhong Mengshen who dug your grave?"

The old man didn't understand, so he replied truthfully: "My great-grandson told me."

Song Fengchen looked at Peng Zhi.

Peng Zhi thumped in his heart, without changing his face, he sneered and said, "Two months ago, at Zhong Mengshen's [-]th birthday banquet, he drank too much, probably because he was too happy, and suddenly mentioned this past event...or else How could I know this."

"That's right," Song Fengchen lowered his eyes slightly, "Also, according to what the old man said just now, when you were crossing the Naihe Bridge, you suddenly heard your great-grandson crying, right?"

The old man frowned slightly, apparently thinking of something.

Song Fengchen clapped his hands, "The ability to transmit sound directly into the underworld is not something that an ordinary person can do. What does the old man think?"

Suspicion suddenly rose in the old man's heart, "What do you mean, little friend?"

Song Fengchen's eyes fell on Peng Zhi, and he smiled meaningfully: "Anyway, I don't believe that there are so many coincidences in this world, so before that, it's better to clarify some things first."

The Zhong family came to their senses and looked at Peng Zhi and his wife in unison.

After a short period of panic, Peng Zhi moved his slightly trembling right hand behind him calmly, and he spoke with a slightly dry voice: "It was Master Chu who saw that I was pitiful and helped me."

"Who?" Zhong Zanyu glared and gnashed his teeth with disbelief on his face.

"Why, Mr. Zhong knows this Master Chu?" Song Fengchen couldn't help asking.

"This Master Chu is an enshrinement of my Yue family." Zhong Mengshen panted heavily, with sweat pouring down his forehead, and said weakly: "My family has a certain relationship with him. More than a month ago, he suddenly announced that After retreating, we have never been able to contact him again."

Otherwise, they wouldn't be reduced to the point where they ran into walls like headless chickens, and they could only ask Song Fengchen in the end.

Hearing this, Peng Zhi tried his best to control the uneasiness in his heart and calm himself down. After thinking for a while, he decided to take the initiative to reduce the old man's suspicion.

He pretended to be in a daze at first, then stared at Song Fengchen, and said angrily: "After listening to you for so long, I really thought you were anxious and righteous, and your feelings were waiting here. Why, do you think it's up to you?" Such a few light words can provoke the relationship between our grandpa and grandson, so that we can take the opportunity to pick the Zhong family out?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the old man, and shouted nervously: "Grandpa——"

The old man was unmoved, he was blinded by anger before, how could he think of this.Listening to what Song Fengchen said now, in retrospect, there are really doubts everywhere.

Especially the phrase that Peng Zhi said, "Master Chu sees him pitiful". He still doesn't know what Peng Zhi is. Who would "pity" him for no reason?

Song Fengchen calmed down and said, "They all said not to do anything wrong, and not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Why, I just asked a few words so lightly, Mr. Peng, you can't wait to jump out?"

Peng Zhi's face froze.

The old man's face was gloomy, he turned his head, raised his foot, and kicked Peng Zhi hard.

The Zhong family only felt a blur in front of them, but they never expected that things would turn out like this.

Peng Zhi, who flew upside down, slammed heavily on the antique shelf in the corner, and the antique porcelain placed on it fell down and smashed to the ground.

"Ahem——" Peng Zhi's eyes turned white, he clutched his chest, and curled up into a ball.

Before he could catch his breath, the old man's gloomy voice came from his ear: "Tell me, are you my great-grandson?"

Peng Zhi trembled all over, still feeling lucky, with a trembling voice, he suppressed the palpitations and looked directly at the old man: "Grandpa, I am really your great-grandson, I didn't lie to you, look at me, I look just like you resembling..."

"Pfft——" Hearing this, Song Fengchen couldn't help laughing. The old man's appearance now should be his appearance after two reincarnations. Peng Zhineng resembles him, so the relationship is so messed up.

The old man was furious, and his eyes fell on Zhong Yueqing who was trembling aside: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Zhong Yueqing staggered back while shaking her head desperately: "No, I don't know..."

The old man's figure flashed, and when he looked again, he had already appeared in front of Zhong Yueqing, stretched out his left hand to grab her neck, and said sharply, "Will you tell me?"

Zhong Yueqing's feet flew into the air, her face turned a liver color, her eyes were full of fear, and she desperately slapped the old man's arm.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Zanyu's mother and son sneered, but Zhong Mengshen trembled and opened his mouth, as if he remembered something, but he was unable to speak.

As time passed bit by bit, Zhong Yueqing's struggling movements became weaker and weaker, her eyes turned white, and seeing the old man's stern expression, a sliver of regret suddenly rose in her heart.

At this moment, the old man threw Zhong Yueqing to the ground with a little force, and he said condescendingly, "Say!"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhong Yueqing clutched her neck and coughed violently. Through the hazy tears, her eyes fell on Peng Zhi who was curled up and trembling not far away, and she completely gave up.

"I said, I said," she said with a hoarse voice, stumbling: "It's Peng Zhi. Peng Zhi said that my father is so old that he probably won't live long. Once he dies, Zhong Zanyu will take over. There will be a foothold for our family at home, and my father doesn't like me, so the legacy he left to me will definitely not be too much..."

"... After returning from my father's [-]th birthday banquet last time, Peng Zhi became interested. He specially asked someone to check the past of the Peng family, and learned that there was a concubine in the Peng family who escaped the family by luck. Tragedy, but after starving to death because of poverty, he came up with an idea."

"It just so happens that his father is an orphan, and his age is not much different from that bastard, so he planned to let his father pretend to be that bastard and recognize you as his ancestor. He contacted Master Chu and promised to give him [-]% of the Zhong family's property when things were done. Then Master Chu dug up the bones of you and his father, and performed rituals for several days..."

Having said that, Zhong Yueqing's voice gradually faded away.

The old man's face was livid, his teeth were gritting, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes. He said three good words in succession, "I didn't expect that I, Peng Zhengsheng, who has been shrewd all my life, ended up being played around by you and my wife." .”

Before he could finish speaking, Peng Zhi, who was huddled in the corner, got the courage from nowhere, and jumped forward, hugged the old man's thigh, and said anxiously: "Grandpa, I know it's our fault to plot against you, but seeing My dad and I have already recognized you as our ancestors, please be magnanimous, please forgive me. Although I am not your great-great-grandson, I can still continue the incense of the Peng family for you, don’t you often praise my boss Are your two children clever and clever, great-grandfather—”

The old man's ferocious face slowly returned to normal.

Seeing that the old man was moved by his words, Peng Zhi couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and said repeatedly: "Besides, grandpa, did you forget? You came here today to investigate Zhong Mengshen's digging of your grave. "

The old man regained his composure and stared fixedly at Peng Zhi.

Peng Zhi trembled, resisting his fear and looking at the old man.

The room fell into dead silence for an instant.

After a long time, the old man withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "You are right."

So what about the adopted son, as long as the surname is Peng.

This is his only heir since the third generation. Although he is a wimp, it is better than nothing.

The old man's eyes were bright, and he stretched out his hand to lift up Peng Zhi, who had two weak legs: "Stand up."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Zhong Mengshen who was pale on the bed.