Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu and Leng Lingxue walked towards the gunhouse. Agou followed Zhang Yu's feet and came to the big iron gate. Zhang Yu opened the lock and the two of them walked in.

Going down the steps into the tomb, Zhang Yu used the fire gathering talisman to make the inside brighter.

According to Leng Lingxue, if you want to resolve the resentment here, you need to show sincerity, move the resentment here, and make the resentment believe that Zhang Yu has sincerely vowed to help Lei Ge avenge, and is not coveting other people's magic tricks.

Zhang Yu did not directly look at the knife marks on the wall. He closed his eyes and felt everything here with his mind's eye.

Soon, such a picture appeared in Zhang Yu's mind. Under the fierce fire and thick smoke, Zhang Yu vaguely saw three figures. Immediately afterwards, there was a constant coughing sound, "Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." "Cough cough cough..." "Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

After a while, a man fell.

"Mom! Cough cough... cough cough cough... Mom, wake up... wake up... cough cough cough..." Another person started crying, and this person was crying and coughing, and soon he was gone. There was no movement.

"Cough...cough..." Just when the man was crying, the other person next to him also fell down weakly. He just coughed a few more times, and there was no movement.

The picture in Zhang Yu's mind disappeared, but strangely enough, at this moment, he seemed to be able to hear a coughing sound beside his ear, "Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Zhang Yu cupped his hands into fists, then knelt on the ground and said solemnly: "Senior Liu is on top, junior Wu Dang Taoist Zhang Yu is on the bottom, and I kowtow to you here."

It is said that the deceased is the greatest, Liu Gongyan is the senior, and he has also learned some of the Eight Heavenly Swordsmen from others, so it is normal for him to perform the ritual of kowtow.

Zhang Yu immediately bowed three times and said: "As far as I know, the senior's family was harmed by the traitor Lei Ge, but it is difficult to confirm. If there is a spirit under the spring of senior, and this resentment is transformed by senior's resentment, please make it clear. inform."

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... Rego, this traitor..."

Zhang Yu still had his eyes closed. Although the previous scene had disappeared, there was still a faint sound of coughing. This time, the coughing sound suddenly became clearer, and among the coughing sounds, there was a vicissitudes of life and a feeble voice.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yu immediately said: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

Then, he kowtowed three times again, and then said solemnly: "I dare not say that I have inherited the way of heaven, but I can't bear to lose such a miracle as the Eight Heavenly Swords. If the senior does not give up, I am willing to worship you and inherit the inheritance of the Eight Heavenly Swords." ! This junior swears by his blood that he will kill Lei Ge in his lifetime, and come here to offer sacrifices to comfort the souls of the seniors!"

After saying that, Zhang Yu spread his left hand and showed the Seven-Star Sword in his right hand. He just scratched his palm and blood flowed out.

He turned his left palm, palm downward, and blood dripped to the ground drop by drop.

After a while, Zhang Yu vaguely heard another voice in his ear, "Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... You can't lie to me... You are just like Lei Ge... you just want to get my heavenly swords." ...Even if I let the Eight Heavenly Blades be lost forever, I won't let you evil villains succeed..."

Zhang Yu didn't make a sound, still kneeling on the ground, letting the blood on his palms drip to the ground. After a while, the wound on his palm stopped dripping blood. Zhang Yu immediately used the seven-star knife to cut the vein in his left wrist, letting the blood flow out again and drip to the ground.

But then, he didn't hear any sound again, and could only feel the resentment around him becoming more and more intense. He closed his eyes and felt everything here with his mind's eye, so he could clearly find that the strong resentment had completely enveloped him, but it had not yet attacked him.

As more and more blood dripped down, the resentment became stronger and stronger. Zhang Yu even had a feeling that, as Leng Lingxue said before, if he suddenly stopped while dripping blood, he would probably be killed with resentment.

Of course, even if the resentment here is strong now, it will not be able to cause any harm to him. But Zhang Yu is certain that as long as he drips more blood, his resentment will increase. The more blood is shed, the stronger the resentment will be, and eventually a dilemma will be formed. That is, when your blood has flowed out to the maximum limit, if you still get recognition, if you don't stop, you will die from excessive blood loss. If he stops, his vitality will be greatly reduced due to excessive blood loss, and the resentment here has almost reached its peak. If the resentment attacks him again, it will kill him at worst, or make him seriously injured at worst. seriously injured.

This may be a kind of gambling. The greater the investment, the more difficult it will be for people to turn over.

Enter?

retreat?

Maybe it’s even more of a struggle!

"The way of benevolence..." At this time, Zhang Yu once again used the seven-star knife to scratch the position above the wrist wound just now to ensure that the blood would not freeze. After he turned his arms over, this time he started mumbling.

This is a scripture in the seal script of "Hongren Zhengdao".

Even Zhang Yu himself didn't know why he suddenly thought of this at this time. His mouth was full of plausibility and he kept reciting.

As the blood continued to drip out, the resentment around him became stronger and stronger, but Zhang Yu, who was reciting the scriptures, seemed to be unaware, and his whole person was immersed in the scriptures.

When he finished reciting the last sentence of the scripture "Hongren Zhengdao", he just felt a "swipe" and the resentment around him disappeared instantly.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." The sound of coughing sounded next to Zhang Yu's ear again, and the old and weak voice came again, "So you are a moral person, I believe You, don’t forget what you said..."

After the voice settled, Zhang Yu unexpectedly discovered that everything around him was different from when he came before. There is no resentment here, even the original coldness has disappeared, and there is even a feeling of warmth.

This warmth is particularly thick and makes people feel warm.

"You touched him." Suddenly, Leng Lingxue's voice sounded.

Zhang Yu opened his eyes and said, "Yes, he told me not to forget what he said..."

"Your sincerity and your virtue can indeed make people feel warm. However, as for women..." Leng Lingxue said this and did not continue.

Zhang Yu felt embarrassed and quickly licked his face and said, "I am also sincere in this aspect."

"Nonsense! If you are not sincere, no one will pay attention to you. You are just too sincere..." Leng Lingxue said, and couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu knelt on the spot, shrugged his shoulders, and said quickly: "You are the last one, and you won't do it again..."

"What about Bao Jiayin?" Leng Lingxue asked immediately.

"She seems to be before you..." Zhang Yu said shamelessly.

"So you two are really..." Leng Lingxue heard this and her voice became angry. She subconsciously raised her leg and kicked Zhang Yu on the back shoulder.