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The kid was swallowed up by black flames the moment he touched Chen Heng, and he died without even a scrap left.

"What's going on?" Chen Heng broke into a cold sweat.

Was that thing just a ghost?

Just when Chen Heng was still a little confused, a green ghost energy penetrated into his body.

In an instant, Chen Heng felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cave, his whole body was cold.

A thin layer of frost appeared on Chen Heng's body.

"Grrrr..." Chen Hengleng's whole body trembled, and his two rows of teeth kept clashing.

But the biting cold quickly disappeared and turned into a stream of heat flowing through Chen Heng's body.

Chen Heng's eyes slowly turned green, looking extremely strange.

But after a while, it returned to its original black pupils.

Chen Heng, who had calmed down a little, carefully walked into Chen Fugui's room.

Chen Fugui was lying on the bed, breathing slowly and looking pale.

Chen Heng stretched out his hand to check Chen Fugui's pulse, and found that it was beating strongly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Son?" Chen Fugui opened his eyes and looked confusedly at Chen Heng who was testing his pulse in front of him.

"Dad." Seeing that Chen Fugui woke up intact, Chen Heng was completely relieved.

"Why are you coming to my place if you can't sleep well at night?" Chen Fugui was a little confused. He looked down and found that Chen Heng was even barefoot.

"What happened?"

Chen Fuguo was able to earn such a large family fortune for no reason, so he naturally saw that something was wrong.

Chen Heng told Chen Fugui what had just happened.

Of course, Chen Heng didn't say anything about the changes in his body.

After all, no one can explain this kind of thing, and talking about it will only make things troublesome.

Chen Fugui's face became more and more ugly, and in the end, there was no blood at all.

"It's over, our family is being targeted by ghosts!" Chen Fugui's hands were trembling.

How can a mortal fight against evil spirits?

"No, go find Taoist Priest Qingliang quickly!"

Chen Fugui jumped up from the bed like a carp.

The degree of flexibility is inversely proportional to his body.

Chen Heng nodded, he was a little panic now.

The father and son quickly walked into the courtyard where Taoist Qingliang was and knocked on his door gently.

"What's the matter?" Taoist Qingliang's voice came from behind the door.

But... why does his voice sound weak?

"Taoist Master, please save our family!" Chen Fugui knelt directly in front of Taoist Qingliang's door.

"First my son was bewitched by ghosts, then the maid at home, and now it's my turn!"

"Our family is being targeted!"

"I know that an accomplished person like you doesn't like gold and silver, but as an ordinary person, I have nothing to honor you."

"If you are willing to show mercy and save our family, I am willing to offer three thousand taels of silver!"

Chen Heng's mouth twitched. Didn't Chen Fugui need to prepare for the scene?

Just now I was talking to him about how to get Taoist Qingliang to work at the lowest price.

This old boy can bend and stretch.

After the room was quiet for a few seconds, the door slowly opened.

"come in."

Just as Chen Heng was about to lift his feet, he was stopped by Chen Fugui.

He shook his head and motioned for Chen Heng to wait for him outside.

The two people's conversation was not loud, and he couldn't hear them clearly.

Chen Heng didn't care, he just found a place with leeward wind and squatted down.

Time passed slowly, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye.

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A voice sounded like thunder in his ears, and Chen Heng, who was originally drowsy, immediately became energetic.

At the same time, an ashen-faced Chen Fugui walked out of Taoist Qingliang's room.

"Let's go, things are not easy to solve."

Chen Fugui grabbed Chen Heng's arm, and the two quickly left Taoist Qingliang's courtyard.

In the main room, Chen Fugui sat on a sandalwood chair with a livid face.

"Son, do you know how much the old man wants from us?"

"Ten thousand taels?" Chen Heng raised his eyebrows. This is the price to make his wealthy father feel so painful.

"No, that old guy wants half of our family's property." Chen Fugui gritted his teeth, obviously very angry.

"What should we do?" Chen Heng was also sweating a little.

Sharing half of the family property not only cost Chen Fugui his life, but Chen Heng also felt heartbroken.

His life as a bad boy from a rich family has not even begun yet, and the family property is about to be wiped out.

"If you can't afford to provoke him, why can't you hide from him?" Chen Fugui seemed to have made up his mind.

"Let's pack up our things and run away to Qiyang City now."

"Your father also has a four-door yard there, and the money he has saved is enough for us two to live happily for the rest of our lives!"

Although he said this, the pain on Chen Fugui's face was too obvious.

Fulai County is the foundation of their family. Once they move, it will be difficult to make a comeback.

"Okay, hurry up and leave." Chen Heng agreed very much with Chen Fugui's idea.

At midnight, there was sudden movement in the originally silent Chen family compound.

The servants were all busy, loading everything they could take away from the yard into the car.

"Keep your voice down." Chen Fugui held up the torch and watched the servants packing up the property.

"I won't let you work in vain. When you get to Qiyang City, you will get three taels of silver per person!"

After the servants heard this, they tidied up more energetically.

Three taels of silver is not a small amount of money to them. An ordinary family only spends three taels of silver a year.

Encouraged by the silver, the servants' movements can be said to be extremely fast.

In less than half an hour, the entire Chen family compound was deserted.

More than twenty carriages drove slowly towards the city gate under the cover of night.

"Master, what are we doing here?" Xu Qingyan leaned lightly on Chen Fugui and whispered.

"Don't ask, I ran away if something happened at home." Chen Fugui gently patted Xu Qingyan's back and comforted him softly.

"Okay, everyone in the slave family will listen to the master."

The Chen Family Courtyard is located in the center of Fulai County, still some distance from the city gate.

Chen Fugui comforted the frightened Xu Qingyan and walked into the carriage where Chen Heng was.

"Dad, what did you do, old Taoist?" Chen Heng asked quickly when he saw Chen Fugui walking in.

"The old man didn't say anything when he saw that we were leaving. I gave him the house."

"He made an appointment with me to ensure that our Chen family will not be attacked by wild ghosts before we leave the city."

"That's good." Chen Heng let out a long breath.

"That's right, son." Chen Fugui stuck his head out of the carriage and looked around furtively.

After discovering that the carriage was the only one in the carriage besides the driver, he took out a book from his inner pocket.

"Take it. This is the secret book that I bought for my father from the Hu Family Martial Arts School. There are also martial artists in Qiyang City. Let them teach you martial arts when the time comes."

"Once your father and I lost our lives that day, you could still rely on your skills to survive in this troubled world."

Chen Fugui patted Chen Heng's shoulder hard and said sincerely.

"Dad, what are you talking about? How could you lose your life when you are fine?" Chen Heng took the secret book from Chen Fugui, pretending to be unhappy on his face.

"Dad means to find a way for you in advance." Chen Fugui touched Chen Heng's head.

"When dad is here, you don't have to think about anything, just live comfortably."