Huang Quan's companion

Yang Jinshu held him back, and said nervously, "It's...the smell of corpses."

"This..." He Tang was startled, a little afraid to go forward, "No...it can't be my little brat brother..."

"I do not know either."

The two looked at each other, a little afraid to go forward.

"You pay back my son's life!"

A tune-changed roar broke through the night sky, He Tang was startled, and subconsciously chased after him: "It's a stinky woman!"

After entering the back house, he suddenly saw Mrs. Six wearing a robe, surrounded by black air, rushing towards Zhu Xiaowu in the courtyard with a stern face.

Zhu Xiaowu scrambled and ran away, and said in a panic: "Help... help!"

"This..." Yang Jinshu was a little confused, "Is this...Zhu Xiaowu or?"

"I can't tell the difference either..." He Tang scratched his head, hid aside and watched the chasing each other in the courtyard.

"My son!" The sixth lady's face was full of tears, her delicate facial features were distorted, and her originally mean face became sad at this moment, she ran after Zhu Xiaowu desperately, holding a short dagger in her hand, Waved back and forth to kill him.

He Tang couldn't bear it, seeing a room with the door open and the stench coming from there, he suppressed his nausea and moved over quietly.

Realizing something, Yang Jinshu quickly grabbed his hand and obstructed him, "He Tang, don't look!"

He Tang broke away from his hand and entered the room, but the scene in front of him almost made him faint.

There were bloodstains all over the ground, door frames, walls, tables and chairs. His little brother fell into a pool of blood, his chest was cut open, his internal organs were all emptied, his hands were digging at the ground, and his eyes were staring out. He looked extremely dead. miserable.

Covering his eyes with his hands, Yang Jinshu leaned behind him and said distressedly: "He Tang, don't look."

He Tang trembled all over and froze in place, not daring to move.

He suddenly remembered that although this brother Xiong was arrogant and domineering and caused trouble, he had sweetly called him brother in front of outsiders.Memories that belonged to the real He Tang suddenly flooded out. When he was a child, he sat on a chair honestly with his newborn brother in his arms, stared at his innocent sleeping face, felt the scent of milk on the child, and made him giggle laugh.

When the younger brother staggered and couldn't stand still, he squatted on the ground, took his little hand and taught him to walk...

The younger brother bit his finger and called him elder brother, leaning on his shoulder and crying aggrievedly...

When my younger brother couldn't find him anywhere, he ran all over the Zhu Mansion looking for him...

"He Tang... are you okay?" Yang Jinshu supported his shoulders and led him out of the room.

"It's so strange. I used to only remember his stubbornness, but now I only remember his soft and sticky appearance when he was a child..." He Tang folded the back of his hand, but found that he couldn't even shed tears, "It's so uncomfortable... ..."

"He Tang..." Yang Jinshu didn't know how to comfort him, he could only hold him tightly in his arms, put his chin on the top of his head, and patted his back slowly, giving him support.

"The stinky mother-in-law was nice to him, but she always beat and scolded me. It's the same mother, but the treatment is very different..." He Tang was still muttering, but there were no tears, no breathing, no heartbeat. He couldn't even express the grief in his heart.He Tang once again realized how sad it is to be a ghost.

Joys and joys...why is it so unreal.

"Liu Niang, please...don't kill me..." Zhu Xiaowu's voice was about to cry, and Yang Jinshu followed the sound, and saw Zhu Xiaowu fell to the ground and slowly retreating, his body had already been cut by a dagger In several places, blood stains were dazzlingly red in the white snow.His face was full of tears, he clutched his wound in embarrassment, and cried, "Liu Niang, what's wrong with you? Why did you kill Zishan..."

The sixth lady approached step by step with a short dagger, her eyes became more and more fierce, and she said darkly: "You little monster, you killed my child, and I want to avenge my son!"

"I didn't!" Zhu Xiaowu cried and took two steps back, looked up at her, sobbing, "Did you forget, Liu Niang, you killed your son yourself!"

"..." Madam Six stopped in her tracks and stared blankly at him, "What did you say?"

"Liu Niang, do you still remember Brother Tang?" Zhu Xiaowu slowly stood up and said sincerely, "Brother Tang is so good, why did you force him to death?"

"I didn't! He hanged it himself!" The Sixth Madam yelled and stepped back, "It's because he can't think about it, so it's none of my business!"

"If you hadn't abused him, why would Brother Tang be so upset?" Zhu Xiaowu wiped away his tears and asked, "You sold him to the Yang family the day he hanged himself. Is the Zhu family looking for your life?"

"He dares!" The sixth lady waved her short dagger, her eyes widened, and she said angrily, "I brought him to Zhu's house and gave him glory and wealth. What if he does something for me? I just hit him a few times. He threatened me with death, how could I be afraid of him?!"

He Tang, who was immersed in grief, pushed Yang Jinshu's hand away after hearing this, and looked straight at the sixth lady in the courtyard.

These words came from a mother's mouth... He Tang felt his heart and teeth were cold.

"Oh? Then after he died, did you sleep well?" Zhu Xiaowu raised the corners of his lips, confronting her, "Has brother Tang entrusted you with dreams? Have you ever offered incense to him? Every year During the festival, did you pay homage to his tablet?"

Sixth Madam said angrily: "Why should I care about him! He's already married to the Yang family!"

"Oh, that's how it is." Zhu Xiaowu looked at He Tang meaningfully, and smiled innocently, "Did you hear that, brother Tang, your mother doesn't miss you at all."

Mrs. Six froze, turned her head slowly, and saw He Tang approaching slowly with a pale face, and immediately backed away in fright: "He Tang, you... why are you here..."

"Mom, I'm coming to see you." He Tang didn't move, just floated over, his eyes widened, his tongue gradually stuck out, the purple tongue was very scary, "My brother is gone, mother, you must be very lonely, I will accompany you..."

"Go away!" Madam Six put the dagger across her chest, and said sternly, "I'm not afraid of you! What are you! Don't try to harm me!"

"Mother, don't you want to hug the baby?" He Tang stretched out his hands and looked at him aggrievedly, "You always hug your younger brother and never hug me, mother, can you hug me?"

"You... If you get closer to me, you will... I will stab you to death!"

"Mom, why did you forget, I'm already dead..." He Tang smiled and said, "I was forced to death by you!"

Sticking out his long tongue, he looked down at Mrs. Six, as if he was a hanged ghost.

"Ah—" Madam Six screamed, closing her eyes and waving the dagger in her hand. He Tang sneered, not paying attention to it at all, and continued to get closer.He had already figured out a bad breath in his heart, how long would it be if he didn't take revenge now!Such a vicious woman should...

"He Tang!" Yang Jinshu exclaimed!

He Tang was surprised, looked down, and saw that the dagger cut his arm and belly, and actually scratched him, black mist came out from the wound, making him dizzy.

The sixth lady opened her eyes, saw his appearance, and laughed immediately: "I told you, I'm not afraid of you!"

After finishing speaking, she swung the dagger and stabbed down fiercely: "Since you are dead, why don't you go to reincarnation! Why do you want to go back to Zhu's house!"

"Ah—" He Tang forgot to react for a moment, and was stabbed three times by her, curled up on the ground in pain, and rolled back and forth.

"He Tang!" Yang Jinshu rushed up, brought him back under the Shura umbrella, hugged him nervously, and panicked, "He Tang, how are you?"

"It hurts..." He Tang held his wound and yelled, "Jin Shu hurts so much!"

Yang Jinshu was angry and impatient, he glared at the sixth lady, raised his hand and sacrificed a ghost talisman.The ghost talisman carried a thunderous aura and went straight to Madam Six's face, but the black mist surrounding her completely absorbed the ghost talisman, and Madam Six laughed wildly: "It's a small trick!"

"What's going on?" Yang Jinshu was shocked.This ghost talisman was written to him by a magic stick. It is so powerful that it is useless? !

The Sixth Madam wanted to go forward and kill He Tang, but the Shura umbrella in Yang Jinshu's hand made her have many scruples. After weighing it, the Sixth Madam resolutely changed her target and went to find the enemy who killed her son.However, when he turned his gaze, Zhu Xiaowu disappeared!

The sixth lady was furious, and roared towards the sky, the black mist on her body swung away, flew around the back house, gathered in one place again, and chased in one direction!

Mrs. Six followed up with the dagger in her hand, but she saw Zhu Xiaowu was forced out by the black mist, screaming and rolling on the ground, rolling down the steps all the way, begging for mercy loudly in the snow: "Liu Niang let me go!" !please……"

"Stop pretending! You are not Zhu Zishan!" The sixth lady approached step by step, "That coward Zhu Zishan, how dare you kill my son!"

"Help..." Zhu Xiaowu called for help weakly, "Help...mom...where are you? Help me..."

He wailed, his tone extremely miserable.

Yang Jinshu hugged He Tang, who was twitching in pain, stared at Zhu Xiaowu, and shouted, "Oops! Mrs. Hongshao..."

"Little monster, bury my son with you!"

Zhu Xiaowu was lying on the ground, looking up at Mrs. Six's dagger that was about to stab her!

The next moment, a hand stabbed out from Mrs. Six's chest, with a bloody heart tightly held between her five fingers.

Zhu Xiaowu evoked a weird smile, looked at the surprised and dull expression of the sixth lady, and called softly: "Mother."

The seventh lady stood behind the sixth lady, her pretty face was expressionless, she exuded a strong hostility, she took out her hand from the sixth lady's chest, threw a warm heart into the snow, and watched the dagger fall. On the ground, watching Mrs. Six slowly fall to the ground, with an extremely indifferent expression.

Yang Jinshu backed away repeatedly with He Tang in his arms, he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Mother..." Zhu Xiaowu looked at Mrs. Seven pitifully and cried weakly, "Mother, it hurts so much..."

The seventh lady threw the sixth lady aside, knelt down and hugged Zhu Xiaowu tightly: "Zishan, mother is here to save you, Zishan...do you want to be okay? Let mother see!"

Zhu Xiaowu burst into tears: "Mother, it hurts...Liu Niang stabbed me with a dagger...so much blood, so scared..."

The Seventh Madam saw that Zhu Xiaowu's body was covered in blood, she immediately became angry in her heart, looked at the Sixth Madam viciously, raised her hand and sucked it!

"Seventh Madam, don't want it!" Yang Jinshu stopped her, but before it was too late, Seventh Madam sucked all of Sixth Madam's souls into her mouth, and devoured them with hatred in her eyes.

"..."

The seventh lady threw the sixth lady's body aside, hugged her son and said: "It's okay Zishan, she can't hurt you anymore, mother will save you, you will be fine..."

Zhu Xiaowu hugged her and cried: "Mom, you want to save me, I don't want to die..."

"You won't die! Mother won't let you die!" Seventh Madam wanted to wipe off the blood on his face, but found that she couldn't wipe it off.

Yang Jinshu rushed forward a few steps and warned her: "Mrs. Hongshao! He's not Zishan! He's that water ghost! Don't be fooled by him!"

"Nonsense! He is my Zishan, he is so pitiful..." Mrs. Seven hugged Zhu Xiaowu's body, brushed his hand over the wound on his body, the blood stimulated her nasal cavity, and she wanted to cry, "My son Shan... why is my Zishan suffering here..."

"Mother, save me..." Zhu Xiaowu's breath became weaker and weaker, "Save me..."

"Okay! I will save you for mother!" Seventh Madam helped him up, "Mother will take you to see the doctor..."

"The doctor can't cure me..." Zhu Xiaowu put his arms around her neck, "Mom, can you save me?"

Seventh Madam looked at him in a panic: "How...how can I save him?"

"Mother, close your eyes." Zhu Xiaowu said softly, "Just close your eyes."

Seventh Madam closed her eyes obediently.

Zhu Xiaowu smiled slightly, raised his eyes to look at Yang Jinshu, reached out his hand viciously and pressed the back of Seventh Madam's head, and grabbed it hard!

Yang Jinshu opened his mouth, and said with difficulty and powerlessness: "No..."