Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 23 The Wang family is wiped out. What does Master Yi think?
With the light provided by the lantern penetrating the fog, a white-haired old man pushing a vermilion cart came over, and at the same time he kept shouting: "Knives for sale, knives for sale."

"Damn, you scared me." Wang Dazhu rushed forward and kicked the white-haired old man's cart with a bang. "This old guy stayed up late at night to sell your mother."

There are Bagua mirrors at the gates of every city in Fengyun County to ward off evil spirits. Generally, evil spirits cannot enter. In addition, the city has been peaceful for a long time. When Wang Dazhu saw an old man walking out of the mist, he immediately felt relieved.

There are so many evil spirits, and it's not like they are outside the city. I really think too much.

He was probably just a little old man with some mental problems. It was not like he had never seen this kind of situation before. He had seen people running around naked at night.

He kicked the white-haired old man's scooter with a bang, showing his bravery, as if the person he was afraid of just now had nothing to do with him.

Naturally, Wang Qi and Wang Ba also followed closely behind.

After all, the boss has kicked him, and you are watching from the side. Doesn’t it mean that you and the boss are not of the same mind?

But what surprised him was that although the cart looked broken, it was surprisingly strong on the inside. When he kicked it a few times, the cart didn't fall apart.

"Sir, do you want to buy a knife? It's very cheap." The white-haired old man looked at the actions of the three people, not angry at all, and said quietly to himself.

The light of the lantern shines on the white-haired old man's face, reflecting the weird smile on his face, which looks very scary at night.

"Buy your mother, get out of here. Your broken knife is rusty. It takes a lot of effort to kill a chicken. If you don't know, you might think it was dug out of some cemetery. Get out of here."

After Wang Dazhu and the others vented their anger, they couldn't help but feel a little frightened when they saw the white-haired old man's strange smile, and he shouted boldly.

"My knife is very fast. It can cut bones and people easily. Let the three adults take a look." The white-haired old man was not angry when he heard this. He picked up a rusty hatchet on the cart. , raised the knife and chopped off his head on the spot, rolling it to Wang Dazhu's feet.

The mouth of the head was still opening and closing on the ground: "Sir, my sword is not fast. I only need 100 years of life. How about you trade your liver with me? I want your liver."

The lantern went out again.

This strange turn of events frightened the Wang Dazhu trio. They wanted to run, but their legs felt like they were rooted to the ground and they couldn't move.

They wanted to open their mouths and shout, but the sound reached their throats and they just couldn't speak.

There was a strong look of despair in Wang Dazhu's eyes. If he could look in the mirror at this time, he would find that his look at this time was the same as that of the old patriarch of Lijia Village whose limbs were broken by him.

A fishy smell spread in the air, and the ground was wet.

Some people look fierce, and Wang Dazhu often thinks of himself as a cruel person, but his weak nature will be exposed only when disaster befalls him.

The white-haired old man walked to the side of the head, dusted off the dust on the head, and placed it directly on the neck.

Finding that it was installed backwards, I held my head with both hands and twisted it 180 degrees.

The fishy smell in the air became stronger.

"You three adults, do you want to buy a knife? I told you that my knife is fast." The white-haired old man walked up to the three of them and said sadly.

"If you don't speak, you are acquiescing. I want your liver."

Wang Dazhu and the other three struggled desperately, but it seemed as if an invisible force was imposed on them, making them speechless and unable to move.

They shook their bodies crazily, trying to shout: "I don't want it, I don't want your broken knife, I want my liver."

It's a pity that the white-haired old man didn't care about them at all. He took out the rusty hatchet and started digging.

Blood dripped all over the place.

After a while, Wang Dazhu and the other three were disemboweled, and they met each other frankly.

Especially Wang Dazhu was the worst. After all, Dacheng's iron cloth shirt had good toughness and could be disemboweled twice more than others, so he suffered a lot.

The white-haired old man took out a gray cloth bag from somewhere like a magic trick, stretched out his hands, and picked the livers of the three people one by one into the cloth bag.

While picking, he was still muttering, "Your liver is a bit bad, the quality is not good, you are losing money, you are losing money. If I had known better, I wouldn't sell to you."

Three plops.

Wang Dazhu and three others fell to the ground one after another, with blood flowing all over the floor.

"You three adults, don't you want the knife? Then I'll take it, and I'll ask others if they want it." The white-haired old man raised his head, looked at the gilded plaque above his head - Wangfu, and then looked at the side. The four words Jishan Home were engraved on the stone lion, and he showed a kind smile.

"The Wang family must be short of a good knife. I have to ask."

He pushed the trolley and slowly walked into the Wang family's mansion. The door seemed to be pulled by a huge force. It slowly opened and then closed suddenly as the white-haired old man entered.

The Wang family residence was completely silent, as if no one heard what was going on outside.

Under the moonlight, a dark iron curtain suddenly fell, cutting off the moonlight, and the entire palace fell into darkness.

The mist on the street also rolled up, pouring in crazily from the cracks in Wang's door. In an instant, the street became clear again.In the Wang family's mansion, everyone who was sleeping soundly woke up suddenly.

A strange sound sounded in everyone's ears.

"Want to buy a knife? My lords."

"If you buy it, I want your liver."

The mansion was boiling instantly. Someone lit an oil lamp and wanted to go out of the room to see what happened, but found that the door could not be opened.

The wooden door is as hard as an iron wall and cannot be broken open.

Some of the house slaves who were patrolling the mansion were trapped in the fog and couldn't get out. They were spinning in circles strangely.

A gust of evil wind blew by, and all candles, lanterns and other things that could shine were instantly extinguished, and the palace was completely plunged into a lightless world.

Then in the darkness came the sound of knives cutting flesh and the sound of people falling to the ground.

Tonight, Wang Yuan's wife's house was extremely quiet.

The next day, the morning light was faint.

Hidden Dragon View.

Yi Chen was still sleeping soundly in his sleep, when he was suddenly awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"Master, master, open the door quickly, something big has happened."

It was Captain Zhang's voice.

Yi Chen opened his sleepy eyes and opened the door of Yinlong Temple.

"Why are you so panicked? Disciple, master, I will teach you to be a good boy. Whenever something big happens, be calm. What's the point of panicking?"

"Yes, Master." Seeing Yi Chen's tall figure, Zhang Captou seemed to have found his backbone and was not as panicked as before.

The two came to the backyard living room. Qingyunzi was also woken up at this time and got up to make two cups of tea for them.

"Tell me, what happened? You are so confused."

"It can't be that the county magistrate suddenly got wind."

Yi Chen picked up the tea cup and blew on the foam gently, then drank the hot tea in one sip.

With his current body, he can completely withstand this temperature.

Drinking boiled water is enough.

Conducive to the accumulation of source points.

After finishing a glass, he refilled himself a glass and was about to take another sip.

Seeing Yi Chen's exaggerated movements, Zhang Captou also had a dark streak. He put down his tea cup and said eagerly:
"Master, stop joking, something really big has happened,"

"There is evil in the county. The two to three hundred members of Wang Yuan's family are all dead. They died miserably. There are no chickens or dogs left."

"The eldest lady of the Wang family is the worst. Her mouth is split."

"The floor was covered with minced meat and corpses. Ten people couldn't even put together a complete pair of underpants."

Yi Chen: “…..”

puff!
The sip of hot tea I just drank came out.

He stared and said, "What did you say? Say it again?"

"Master, you should be calm during big events." Zhang Captou wiped the tea on his face and continued to repeat what he said before.

"The Wang family was wiped out by evil spirits."

"Master, the county magistrate has sent out invitations to the nearby well-known Taoist temples, monasteries and lay people to come to the county government today to discuss matters."

"The county magistrate specifically asked me to ask you what you think?"

"I think it's very impressive." Yi Chen said calmly, having returned to his calm demeanor.

Zhang Captou: "." What should I do?
For a moment, Zhang Captou was in a state of confusion.

(End of this chapter)