Skilled in managing a house

Xiao Mingshan seemed very angry when he mentioned killing his wife, Xiao Jiejie's mother. And when it comes to pushing the woman named Qinqin to jump off the building, it seems painful and regretful.

It was not difficult for Zhang Yu to see who Xiao Mingshan loved in his heart.

It is not wrong to say that repaying Xiao Mingshan's kindness with revenge is unacceptable. Human nature is selfish, and many people are like this. However, Xiao Mingshan was not truly ruthless. He did not manage to feel at ease after killing his beloved.

Zhang Yu's heart was complicated. He didn't know how to face Xiao Mingshan now. I don't even know how to explain to Xiao Jiejie once I go back.

"Zhang Yu. I can't do this. Please don't tell Jiejie that I don't want her to live in pain." Xiao Mingshan said with both weakness and sadness.

"Uncle Xiao, I promise you," Zhang Yu said solemnly.

"Thank you." Xiao Mingshan uttered two words, and his body went limp.

"Uncle Xiao, Uncle Xiao" Zhang Yu shouted anxiously when he realized something was wrong.

He followed to test Xiao Mingshan's breathing, but there was no breath left. In fact, Zhang Yu could feel Xiao Mingshan's heartbeat without touching it with his hands.

"Dead. He is dead." Zhang Yu's heart couldn't help but tremble.

He immediately thought, if the person died like this, what should he do next?

He quickly turned his head to look at the ancestral hall and subconsciously used his inner vision.

It's okay not to observe with the mind's eye. After observing with the mind's eye, Zhang Yu followed and saw a man who looked exactly like Xiao Mingshan. He seemed to be pushed by something invisible and pushed him into the ancestral hall.

"He is already dead, yet he is still like this." Zhang Yu was shocked and looked at Xiao Mingshan's body next to him. He then tucked the body under his arm and rushed towards the ancestral hall.

Upon entering the ancestral hall, Zhang Yu immediately observed with his inner eye.

At this moment, Bao Qingtian was sitting behind the altar table, and Xiao Mingshan was kneeling at the foot of the steps, accepting the trial.

"Xiao Mingshan, you have repaid kindness with vengeance. The evidence of your crime is solid, what else can you say!" Bao Qingtian shouted sternly.

"No." Xiao Mingshan lowered his head and agreed.

"Pah!" Bao Qingtian slammed the table, stood up, and shouted loudly: "Here comes someone! Wait with a dog-headed guillotine!"

After he finished speaking, Xiao Mingshan's body seemed to be pulled under the guillotine by an invisible force.

"Open the guillotine."

With a "choking" sound, the guillotine opened automatically.

Zhang Yu knew that as long as Bao Qingtian shouted the word "guillotine", Xiao Mingshan would be dead and dismembered.

Xiao Mingshan's corpse was still clamped under Zhang Yu's arm. To be honest, Zhang Yu really wanted to see with his own eyes whether the head on Xiao Mingshan's corpse would be disconnected after the guillotine fell.

But Zhang Yu knew better that once Xiao Mingshan's head fell off, it would be too late.

Whether it was Bao Qingtian or the open guillotine, it could only be seen with the inner eye, not with the naked eye. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is an illusion, and any attack is useless.

In an instant, Zhang Yu realized that he could not let Xiao Mingshan's head disappear, otherwise, he would just follow the other person's wish. Once the other party's goal is achieved, it is unknown what kind of situation will occur.

An idea flashed in his mind.

"Uncle Xiao! I'm sorry!" Zhang Yu took out a bright yellow fire charm from his pocket.

The fire talisman was ignited directly, and Zhang Yu shot the fireball towards Xiao Mingshan's body.

Almost at the same time, Bao Qingtian, who was behind the altar table, shouted sharply: "Those who repay kindness with revenge! Kill!"

Suddenly there was a command arrow in his hand, and the command arrow was thrown out, "Guillot!"

"puff!"

The fireball had already ignited Xiao Mingshan's body, and the bright yellow fire talisman burned extremely fast. In an instant, Xiao Mingshan was reduced to ashes.

"Crack!" The guillotine settled down, but it hit nothing. Xiao Mingshan, who was originally under the guillotine, disappeared the moment the guillotine fell.

"brush!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yu discovered that the guillotine in the ancestral hall was missing. Not only the guillotine, but also the statue of Bao Gong was missing. To be precise, even the ancestral hall has disappeared.

A ray of sunshine shone on Zhang Yu's face, and the breeze blew gently, making people feel particularly comfortable.

Its daybreak!

Zhang Yu looked at everything around him, only a desolate open space on the mountainside. Not far away, six corpses were lying, and He Shuaiqi was among them. Among the six corpses, all heads were missing.

"The formation is broken, the formation is broken." Zhang Yu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He had an indescribable feeling. Although he is a human being in another world, he does not have the slightest joy of escaping from this life.

"Pfft."

At this time, Zhang Yu suddenly heard a painful sound in the distance. The voice was not loud, but Zhang Yu knew many people, especially now, having just escaped from trouble, he could hear it more clearly.

He immediately rushed towards the source of the sound. There were trees in the surrounding area. When he was approaching the grove, Zhang Yu felt another burst of resentment in front of him.

The weight of resentment is second only to the resentment encountered last time at Qingsongji. Zhang Yu was careful and kept moving forward without stopping.

Soon, Zhang Yu saw an old woman with gray hair and disheveled hair sitting under a tree. And those resentments are emanating from her body.

Zhang Yu is very experienced in resentment, after all, he has encountered it many times. Generally speaking, resentment can only be released after death. But Zhang Yu could clearly confirm that this old woman was not dead, but alive.

It is rare for a living person to have such resentment.

The old woman lowered her head and Zhang Yu couldn't see her face, but Zhang Yu could guess her identity without looking. Nine times out of ten, she is the heroine in that story.

Perhaps, only people who have experienced such a situation can have such heavy resentment.

"Are you the Qinqin in Xiao Mingshan's mouth?" Zhang Yu asked tentatively.

"Qinqin. No one has called me that for a long time." The old woman slowly raised her head.

Seeing her appearance, Zhang Yu's heart trembled. This old woman's face was covered with frowns, and there were scars in her frowns, many scars. Her eyes were dull, and she was obviously blind. At this moment, her mouth was full of blood, which must have been the blood she had just vomited.

"You should always peek here, Xiao Mingshan is dead." Zhang Yu said calmly.

"He should have died a long time ago," the old woman said hoarsely.

Her voice was cold.

"Did you arrange this formation?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Yes." The old woman said, stood up slowly, and asked coldly: "What do you want?"

Zhang Yu's eyes have been staring at the other party. The other party is very resentful, but what makes Zhang Yu most curious is not this, but how high the old woman's cultivation is.

It was obvious that the old woman was injured, but she couldn't be careless. You must know that the other party's sorcery can easily break his own bright yellow amulet. With such strength, Zhang Yu believes that he is definitely not inferior to him.

Now, Zhang Yu unexpectedly discovered that the old woman's cultivation was not as advanced as he had imagined. Is it because of the injury?