Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

"Isn't your silence a kind of tacit consent?" Xu Yunxiu seemed to be whispering to herself, but also seemed to be talking to Wang Xianwen.

Her pair of empty eyes looked at Wang Xianwen without a trace of anger, but filled with deep malice.

"Husband, you said you were not forced to do this, and you didn't do it on purpose, so come and accompany me... Wouldn't it be great to be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks underground? Hahahahaha."

"No no! Don't come over here!!!"

Her skin was so transparent that you could see the blood vessels. Her cheeks, which had seemed plump, gradually shrank and turned blue. Her dark eyeballs grew bigger and began to occupy the position of the whites of her eyes.

The body crawled, twisting in a strange posture and approaching, making a clicking sound that made people's teeth ache - although the distance was not far, the speed was not fast, as if it was deliberately torturing Wang Xianwen.

Everyone in the room didn't know what had happened to Wang Xianwen. In their eyes, Xu Yunxiu's ghost was just standing there, and Wang Xianwen in front of them suddenly began to shake violently.

His eyes were wide open as if they were about to jump out of their sockets, his hands were clenched into fists, his teeth were chattering, as if he had seen something horrible, the back of his gorgeous robe was soaked, his legs were shaking, and he actually just... He rolled and crawled on his buttocks to try to retreat.

Lu Wensheng closed his eyes, but when the system gave a sharp, excited and agitated voice saying "He was actually scared to pee", he finally couldn't resist his curiosity and opened his eyes to take a look.

But what was seen was that the left side of Wang Xianwen's brain had collapsed, and blood was constantly flowing down from the top of his head, dyeing half of his body red. His face was unrecognizable and completely covered in blood, his hands were hanging down, his right hand was bloody and only a layer of skin was left connecting to the arm.

The sound of "tsk tsk" echoed in their ears, and people huddled together, screaming in fear like quails.

Lu Wensheng: “!!!” Ugh——if his mouth wasn’t tightly shut, he would have vomited 360 degrees right now!!!

In this situation, it was obviously impossible for Wang Xianwen to be alive, and the blood on Xu Yunxiu's body seemed to be even brighter. The sound of blood dripping was particularly obvious in the room that had suddenly become quiet.

It was like a rule in horror movies, where the ghost had to kill one person before the others would realize it belatedly and think of running away.

The head of the Wang family did not look like he was about to reach the age of fifty. He was agile and pushed aside the screaming women, regardless of whether they were his own women or his son's women, and rushed out first.

However, the thin wooden door looked like a wall and could not be opened at all.

A group of people crowded at the door, feeling the other party slowly approaching, like a cat playing with a mouse, and every step seemed to step on their hearts. Some people were so scared that they collapsed and had no strength to escape, while others swarmed away from the side, trying to hide beside the four immortal masters.

However, Gu Jinzhi mingled in the crowd and shouted louder than them, occupying the seat next to Ning Rongrong - Lu Wensheng was just as bad as him, and although Liu Jiqian looked easy to talk to, he wouldn't dare to hang out with him even if he had hundreds of guts.

Lu Wensheng was close to Xu Yunxiu and had already closed his eyes again, determined not to open them again. His body was as stiff as a puppet. At such a dangerous distance, no one dared to get close.

So Liu Jiqian's side was surrounded by a lot of people, and Wang Quanfeng protected everyone in front of him. Facing the life-threatening situation, his tone couldn't help but be a bit urgent and complaining.

"We invited you here to solve this problem, why don't you take action?! My son is dead!!!"

Liu Jiqian's silver eyebrows were like two sharp swords, slanting across his silver hair. When he heard Wang Quanfeng's words, he finally seemed to react and opened his eyes.

His amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making his expression look hazy and unclear at first glance. He looked at Wang Quanfeng with compassion, but also seemed not to be.

"Things will work out, but not now."

His voice is like spring water flowing with the morning sunshine.

Just a simple sentence made Wang Quanfeng feel cold for the whole summer.

It's even cooler and more exciting than drinking Lei Bi.

"You are doing nothing!" Wang Quanfeng was so anxious that he jumped up and down as he watched his "kind" ex-daughter-in-law approach.

"How can you say we are doing nothing? Wasn't the application you submitted at the time to help you get rid of the ghosts? It didn't say we were going to protect you."

Although Lu Wensheng had his eyes closed, the monk had good hearing and it did not affect his ability to respond from a distance at all.

"Whether we protect your lives or not depends entirely on our mood. There is no limit on the time it takes to resolve this matter. We can resolve it whenever we want. And where do you get the courage to talk to us like that?" What's the matter? Do you want to cut in line in the underworld?

Although these words were a bit unlike what a righteous disciple of the Discipline Hall would say, Gu Jinzhi was so stunned after hearing them that he even forgot to be afraid.

But Lu Wensheng still said it - nice words are said to people who know what's good for them. There's no need to say nice things to people like this.

Lu Wensheng: But to be honest, it’s quite satisfying to be a domineering and unreasonable cultivator who doesn’t take mortals seriously - does this mean that you can blame others instead of yourself?

As long as you have done nothing wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door. As long as the people present have not hurt Xu Yunxiu, they have a chance to survive. Wang Quanfeng was so anxious, probably because he had something to hide and was worried about being retaliated against.

The only open door of life was blocked by Xu Yunxiu, and the door to the backyard could not be opened either. Everyone seemed like lambs to be slaughtered.

Wang Quanfeng didn't want to become a madman like his wife, didn't want to be killed and whipped like his father-in-law, and didn't want to die miserably like his son.

The immortal master who came to his door was not reliable at all. He was just a spectator here. No one could be trusted, so he could only figure out a solution on his own.

Xu Yunrao held the child quietly the whole time, seemingly inconspicuous. The child in her arms fell asleep early, with bubbles of saliva hanging from his eyes, and looked very well-behaved. This look, which was very easy to control, immediately attracted Wang Quanfeng's attention.

"If you dare to come over, I will throw your son to death!" Wang Quanfeng snatched his grandson away, and for some unknown reason, he turned around and threatened Xu Yunxiu.

The violent movement awakened the child, who started crying and screaming uneasy. The sound of the baby crying was particularly obvious in the quiet night.

Liu Jiqian looked over - he was already a Jindan cultivator, and he could use simple space spells without reciting any mantras, and could easily rescue the child from the opponent's hands. However, his eyelashes trembled, and he did not move.