Grandpa

After being surprised, He Hua's face was full of resentment. She pointed at the weasel outside the door, and asked fiercely, "Why did you kill my grandson? My Deng family has never offended you before!"

Hearing this, the weasel spit on the ground very anthropomorphically, but it didn't reply, and rushed towards He Hua!

"You, what are you going to do—" Seeing the weasel flying towards him, He Hua's eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't help but took two steps back.

Deng He at the side saw this scene, his face turned pale, and the bamboo pole in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

At this moment, the surrounding wind was floating, and at the moment when the weasel was about to touch He Hua, a void barrier appeared instantly, completely separating He Hua and the others from the weasel.

The group of wandering ghosts in the yard started.

"Oh——" the weasel stepped on the barrier, its limbs slightly bent, and it rolled back, and landed firmly on the ground.It looked around, glaring, menacing.

It stretched its neck, don't forget that your bones are all on the nearby mountain, you wild ghosts dare to fight against me today?Tomorrow I will dig your graves and feed your bones to wild dogs, so that you will have no peace even if you die!

It bared its teeth, as if if you have the ability, try to see if I can do what I say.

The surrounding airflow stagnates.

On the one hand, there is the quite generous reward promised by the Deng family, and on the other hand, there is the naked threat from the weasel.

Don't forget that their descendants still live in Dengjia Village. Weasels are the most intelligent and easy to hold grudges. What if the other party keeps retaliating against their descendants...

This group of lonely ghosts was shaken in an instant!

I saw Shao Yun tearing off a piece of cloth, and while bandaging his fingers, he said unhurriedly: "Could it be that there are so many elders present, and even a weasel can't be dealt with?"

Although he looked careless, but such a sentence popped out word by word, no matter how you looked at it, there was a taste of naked ridicule.

But the listener had a heart, and what he said was true. With so many ghosts around, couldn't they still deal with a yellow mouse?

Since the yellow mouse wants to take revenge on them in the future, let it not leave Deng's house alive tonight!

Thinking of this, the gloomy wind rose again in the yard, and the invisible aura surged.

"Aww~" The weasel exploded in anger, stretched out its sharp claws, jumped up and down and tossed away.

In the eyes of He Rulin and others, this weasel seemed to have gone mad suddenly, jumping up and down, waving its sharp claws, chirping and howling, very annoying.

He silently touched the altar and poked Shao Yunqu: "Yunqu, what's wrong with this yellow mouse?"

Shao Yun went to squat on the chair, holding a brush to write and draw on a blank talisman paper, he glanced at the weasel: "I met a ghost and hit the wall, I can't find the way, I'm angry."

Ghost hitting the wall?He Rulin looked at the weasel jumping up and down in the yard, his eyes lit up: "Is the weasel trapped?"

Shao Yun went to shake his head, put away the brush, and put the talisman paper he had drawn into his arms.

At this moment, the weasel finally stopped making trouble. It was panting heavily, and its eyes were fixed on the surroundings. It didn't know what the plan of these lonely ghosts was, and wanted to trap it to death here. Tell him to catch him without a fight, no way!

It shook its butt, and a blue-yellow gas came out from under its tail.

The air around it suddenly twisted, and there was a faint crackling sound.

The ghost hit the wall, it broke!

Shao Yunqu didn't feel disappointed, it was expected.The ghost hitting the wall only relies on changing the aura to create visual and tactile illusions. Therefore, it is easy to break the ghost and hit the wall, and it only needs to change the surrounding aura.

It's just that now that the weasel has used its own trump card, which is the stench it spewed out just now, it will be much easier to deal with it next.

"Cover your mouth and nose—" Shao Yun went and shouted loudly.

At this moment, a soaring stench swept in, and He Hua, who was accidentally hit, clutched his chest and vomited continuously.

The weasel, who managed to escape with great difficulty, rolled its eyes. It must not wait for the group of lonely ghosts to react and then create a ghost to hit the wall to trap it. At that time, it will no longer have the ability to escape.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, it was moved, and it turned around and attacked the house.

Shao Yunqu frowned, held a mahogany sword, pressed his left hand on the altar, jumped over, and followed closely behind.

He Hua came back to his senses, she didn't care about the rolling in her stomach, she got close and rushed into the room before Shao Yun went.

When Shao Yun rushed to the door, he heard He Hua's heart-piercing roar from inside the room: "It's fine if you hurt my grandson, why do you want to hurt his body?"

Shao Yun went to take a closer look, and saw that Deng Lun's body was standing crookedly on the bed. Under the dim light, behind the shadow of "him" reflected on the wall was clearly a tail swaying from side to side.

"He" grinned, with a weird smile on his face.

He Hua broke down a little: "I ask myself that I have no enmity with you. When you were rescued by Widow He, I even fed you meat, but why did you treat my family like this?"

"He" sneered, fixed his eyes on the door, and said with a weird accent: "No enmity? You said no enmity—"

Deng He, who followed at the door, had a dry throat and scarlet eyes.

"Then you might as well ask your good son, how did Widow He die that day six years ago?"

"Didn't he fall into the well and drown?" He Hua subconsciously looked at Deng He.

Deng He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"Jie Jie—"

"He" sneered twice, "Repay kindness with kindness, and revenge with revenge. Today I want your Deng family to be destroyed, and I will pay for life with my life."

As he said that, "he" rolled his eyes, and looked straight at a pair of scissors not far from the bed.

Before everyone came back to their senses, "he" manipulated the body, walked to the head of the bed in three or two steps, picked up the scissors, and lightly pierced his neck with the sharp end, blood oozed out one by one.

"No, you can't do this." He Hua's heart tightened, and he cried out.

"His" eyes glowed: "Don't you just want to bring back the soul of that brat so that he can be revived! I want to see how you can revive him after I destroyed his body today! "

"Don't—" He Hua was distracted, and she knelt down to the weasel on the bed with a plop, begging bitterly: "Huang Daxian, Master Huang Er, I kneel down for you, please show mercy , my poor grandson is only less than five years old this year, why do you have to embarrass a child!"

"Qi-"

"He" spat, and looked at Deng's family fiercely: "I show mercy? Your grandson is pitiful, so isn't the widow pitiful? She died at a young age, who will pity her."

He Hua came back to her senses after hearing the weasel's three words about not leaving Widow He, she turned around and looked at Deng He who was in a daze, and roared heart-piercingly: "Bastard, tell me, how did Widow He die? Was it you, was it something you did... wow..."

He Hua mourned, his voice became lower and lower, and finally he couldn't help sobbing.

Deng He staggered, then knelt on the ground with a plop, he said, "No, it's none of my business, I didn't mean it, that day, I just got drunk that day, I didn't mean it, I didn't think of it either ..." He was shaking violently, growled and said, tears streaming down his face.

Six years ago, Deng He had just married He Cui not long ago, and Deng He himself felt depressed when he saw He Cui's dark face.In addition, after the New Year's Eve, it was the time when relatives communicated most frequently, and several old buddies in the village made an appointment to get together.When he was drunk, He Cui was mentioned for some reason.A few rough old men, who drank so much that their mouths were so cheap, and the jokes that harmed others and benefited themselves, all poured out without going through the brain.

Isn't this adding salt to Deng He's wound?Deng He was completely disgusted.He was so angry that he directly lifted the wine table and ran away from the door.

It was in the middle of the night, Deng He was drunk again, and somehow he arrived at Widow He's door.Thinking of Widow He, Deng He became even more angry.

Why is that?

Things have to start with the flood seven years ago.

As mentioned earlier, Dengjia Village lives near the water, although it is only a tributary, but when the flood came, Dengjia Village would also suffer.

At that time, the head of Dengjia Village was Deng He's father, Deng Changyuan. Deng Changyuan was a good village head who was selfless, eager for justice, and had a good reputation among the villagers.

The flood came too fast. Deng Changyuan was working in the field at that time, and he didn't care about his own family, so he jumped into the water and rushed to the nearest family to save people.

At that time, Widow He had just married to Dengjia Village for a few days. Her husband was still the only son of Deng and his deceased uncle. A flood washed away the small family.

At that time, Deng Changyuan pushed Widow He onto the roof, but he was washed away by the torrent because of exhaustion.

Over there, Deng, his wife and three children who stayed at home also completely disappeared in the flood.

A big family, suddenly only orphans and widows are left.Facing the lonely house, Deng He got into a dead end.

If it wasn't for saving Widow He and the others, Deng Changyuan would not have risked his life.If Deng Changyuan had returned home, his wife and children might be fine.If his wife and children hadn't died, there would be no need for him to marry He Cui as his wife, let alone being ridiculed by these old brothers.

After all, it was all Widow He's fault.

Deng He's eyes were red, and he was dizzy with anger. He had a crooked idea, climbed over the wall and entered Widow He's house.

"I just wanted to scare her, but I didn't really want to do anything to her. I didn't expect her reaction to be so big. As soon as I missed, she fell into the well... By the time I realized it, she was already dead! "Probably enough crying, Deng He twitched, his throat full of sobs.

After hearing this, He Hua's face was in a daze, remembering that when Widow He died, Deng He Yinqin was so busy, she thought that Deng He had taken a fancy to her family's property, and it turned out that his ultimate goal was to cover up What is the truth about the widow's death?

That's right, Widow He's family members also died in the flood, and she was the only one left in the family. As long as she was buried, who would care how she died!

She was trembling all over, covering her face and sobbing. Is this still her honest and honest son?

"He" had a grim face: "It was your good son who covered up the truth of Widow He's death. I was rescued from the trap by Widow He back then, and I witnessed how your son raped Widow He. I didn't understand I wanted to take revenge on your son, but I didn't expect that your son broke both of my legs. If your son hadn't been called away by someone, I'm afraid I would have died. Six years, a full six In [-], I escaped from Deng He's hands, and fortunately opened my spiritual wisdom."

"He" said word by word: "You humans have a saying that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Today, I am back to take revenge."

……

Outside Dengjia Village, deep in the mountains, a half-grown orange cat looked at the cave that was almost submerged in gravel, raised a paw, and blinked.

Meow meow meow?

This is my cave?