Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

After Mr. Qian finished his tough talk, he thought of Qian Siqi who was still lying on the ground, and felt a little scared. But then he thought again and decided that he didn't believe Yun Zhixia would dare to kill anyone!

Thinking of this, Mr. Qian raised his chin, his whole body became tough again, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You little girl, I advise you to be sensible, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"The county magistrate and I have a good relationship. If you anger me, I will bury your Yun family with you!"

Looking at the fearless smile on Master Qian's face, Yun Zhixia lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes hid the coldness in her eyes.

Yun Zhixia jumped down from the table, picked up a chair, walked to Qian Siqi, raised the chair high, aimed it at his head, and smashed it down hard.

boom……

Qian Siqi didn't even have time to scream before his head tilted and he fell into coma.

"Qi'er..."

Looking at the blood on Qian Siqi's head, Mr. Qian's pupils shrank, and the blood on the ground was reflected in his eyes.

"Can you tell me?"

Yun Zhixia threw the chair aside, raised her eyes, and spoke without a trace of emotion.

"I'll fight you!"

Mr. Qian was completely crazy at this moment. He bent down, picked up a chair and was about to smash it at Yun Zhixia.

Seeing this, Yun Zhixia quickly walked up to Mr. Qian and held his wrist with her small hand.

Click

Mr. Qian's right hand bent in a strange posture, he wailed, and the chair in his hand fell to the ground.

"I don't have time to waste with you. If you don't want to tell me, then let this fat pig die!"

After Yun Zhixia finished speaking, she walked to Qian Siqi and stepped directly on his neck, ending Qian Siqi's life in front of the two people's horrified eyes!

"No!"

Mr. Qian ignored the pain in his wrist and was about to open his mouth to stop him when he saw Qian Siqi die in front of him.

"You murderer, you must pay for my son's life!"

“Zhizhi, you…”

Master Qian stared at Yun Zhixia with hatred, but did not dare to act rashly. After all, the little baby in front of him looked a little weird.

Qian Sizheng was also dumbfounded. He stared at Yun Zhixia without blinking, his legs a little weak. After all, he didn't expect Yun Zhixia to kill Qian Siqi? !

Yun Zhixia ignored Qian Sizheng and instead turned her attention to Master Qian. She smiled coldly and her expression became serious.

"Master Qian, in addition to the servants of the Qian Mansion, Qian Siqi has also harmed many boys over the years, right?"

"The little beggar who was ignored by everyone has become a pile of dried bones in his yard, right?!"

"He also killed his wife, right?!"

Yun Zhixia's few short words frightened Qian Sizheng and stunned Master Qian.

Master Qian had no time to feel sad. He stared at Yun Zhixia, his heart shuddering and a little timid.

"you……"

"who are you?!"

"You don't deserve to know my identity!"

Yun Zhixia raised his head high with his hands behind his back. He should have been an innocent child, but he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Aren't you worried about your son? I'll be merciful and let you two meet him!"

As soon as Yun Zhixia finished speaking, Master Qian and Qian Sizheng felt a chill on their backs, as if something unknown was staring at them!

Qian Sizheng pursed his lips, forced a smile, and spoke with a hint of uncertainty.

"Zhizhi, stop joking, he's dead."

"I didn't tell you to meet anyone, did I?"

"That, that's..."

Yun Zhixia did not answer Qian Sizheng this time. The spiritual energy in her hand swept across the eyes of Master Qian and Qian Sizheng, and then the two saw an incredible scene.

I saw that the originally empty room was filled with many "people", the oldest of these people was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest was only five or six years old. They were in a dishevel and looked deathly bad.

The leader was a woman wearing tattered light purple clothes. There were two handprints on her neck and no expression on her pale face. It was obvious that she had been strangled to death.

"Brother and sister!"

Qian Sizheng screamed in shock. He didn't expect that he would actually see Qian Siqi's dead wife, Cheng Hongxing!

Then Qian Sizheng suddenly remembered something. He looked carefully and found that everyone in the room had a dead look on their faces, and some of them had broken legs and feet.

This is not a living person, this is...

ghost!

When Cheng Hongxing heard Qian Sizheng's voice, she took two steps towards him. Seeing Qian Sizheng's frightened face, she remembered that they were already human and ghost!

"Brother, Hong Xing is saluting you."

Cheng Hongxing placed her hands at her sides, bent her knees slightly, and bowed to Qian Sizheng.

Seeing this, Qian Sizheng was no longer afraid. He bravely returned the salute and asked.

"Sister-in-law, why are you in the Qian Mansion? I remember that you were buried in the Qian family's ancestral tomb, right?"

Hearing this, Cheng Hongxing laughed miserably, and two bloody tears flowed from her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

"Brother, I was killed by Qian Siqi!"

"I just discovered his secret of liking boys and wanted to save Ran'er, but he saw me. He was so angry that he strangled me to death."

"My father-in-law was there at the time. I tried to ask him for help, but he just turned around and left, and even locked the door from the outside!"

"The Qian family said they buried me in the Qian family's ancestral tomb, but that was a lie! They dug me out when no one was paying attention and threw me randomly in a mass grave!"

Having said that, Cheng Hongxing's emotions soon became uncontrollable, and black aura began to emanate from her body. Her eyes, which should have been clear, were filled with blood.

"Father, do you know that I am exposed to the wind and sun on the mass grave, the passing birds are eating my flesh and blood, and the insects are constantly biting me!"

"I watched helplessly as I turned into a rotting corpse, and in the end, only a pile of bones remained!"

Cheng Hongxing ran to Mr. Qian in an instant, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, her voice full of resentment and anger.

"Ghost, go away, get out!"

Mr. Qian was so frightened that he screamed and quickly took out the jade pendant from his neck and shone it towards Cheng Hongxing.

"Ah, it hurts!"

There was a statue of Bodhisattva carved on the jade pendant. The jade pendant, which was originally ordinary, suddenly emitted a ray of light and hit Cheng Hongxing after it met Cheng Hongxing.

Cheng Hongxing's face changed, and she was hit by the light before she could dodge, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Master Qian was very proud. He took the jade pendant off his neck, his face was ferocious, and he looked more like a ghost than Cheng Hongxing.

"Humph, you couldn't beat me when you were alive, and you can't do anything to me when you're dead!"

"If my son kills you, then that is your fate. I will beat you to pieces and you will never be able to be reborn!"

After saying that, Mr. Qian raised the jade pendant and shone it towards Cheng Hongxing, but unexpectedly Qian Sizheng stood in front of her.

"Dad, stop it!"

"My sister-in-law is already pitiful enough, and you actually want to make her lose her soul. You are going too far!"