"Do you believe it now?"
“It’s so haunted!”
"Widow Xiao Wang is actually dead a long time ago!"
"Xiao Qing is at the door of her yard now. Come with me and have a look!"
As the vision of Zizhu Town flashed by, the aunt gathered a large group of people, emboldened each other, and walked towards the yard of Widow Xiao Wang's house.
Everyone held knives, sticks, hoes and forks in their hands, and the torches illuminated every scared face.
"I told you a long time ago that that bitch is very evil, but you don't believe it! Brother Xiao Qing can easily break my arm, why does she, a little bitch, scratch my big wound with her claws?"
The eldest son of Lao Li's family spat vigorously.
"Stop talking about this, I hope Changqing won't be in danger!"
"Although we have only known each other for a year, Chang Qing has always been willing to help others. He never shirks anyone who calls him for trouble. Now that Widow Wang's house is haunted, he has stepped forward. We can't let him fight alone!"
"Yes, we must advance and retreat together with Xiaoqing. If Xiaoqing can't stand it, we can't run away! I've got it all figured out, no one can back down!"
The entire block and several alleys were packed with people.
In front of Widow Xiao Wang's house, the bullies in the village were the first to be attacked, followed by the middle-aged laborers with a small reputation.
As long as you say hello, they can rush in immediately.
"We are united as one, and there is strength in numbers. One person can kill him with just a spit of spit!"
"That's right, to take a step back, with so many of us stretching our necks for him to cut, he would be exhausted!"
The eldest son of Lao Li's family brandished a machete, ready to rush in at any time.
When he saw the main room through the courtyard, he was stunned.
Everyone else also looked at each other, and for a moment, the atmosphere was a little strange and complicated.
In the hall, Widow Xiao Wang held her child in her arms and carefully fed her rice soup.
Chang Qing was beside him, not knowing who he was talking to.
There is no sinister appearance of being haunted, everything looks so normal.
"Who will die from vomiting? Who will die from exhaustion?"
Changqing shouted towards the courtyard door.
The aunt squeezed in and said, "Xiaoqing, didn't you mean..."
The aunt looked at Widow Wang with some uneasiness.
There was only half a candle lit in the main room, swaying in the wind, and might be extinguished at any time.
In the dim light, Widow Xiao Wang’s face could not be seen clearly.
"It's not haunted?"
Mayor Li also struggled to squeeze in, followed by several respected old men.
Changqing hurriedly came out and stopped a few people.
Mayor Li looked at Changqing doubtfully.
Changqing lowered his voice, "I don't understand the rules, so I asked the mayor and some grandfathers to help with the funeral arrangements."
"Funeral affairs, whose funeral...hiss!"
Mayor Li's legs suddenly went weak, and the faces of several old men also changed.
"Don't worry, leave this place to me first and let everyone go back and rest. It'll be fine." Changqing said.
Mayor Li held Chang Qing's hand tightly with both hands and shook it heavily.
Several other old men also came over and patted Chang Qing on the shoulder, maintaining order and allowing everyone to leave in an orderly manner.
To most people, this seems like a farce.
The people who were originally anxious were now at peace.
Widow Xiao Wang’s yard returned to peace again.
The girl in white stood next to Chang Qing, a little surprised: "I didn't expect that you are quite popular."
"It's just so-so. The main reason is that everyone is too enthusiastic."
"But I still have to remind you that half a candle is too long."
The girl in white saw that Changqing knew nothing about the common sense of practitioners.
"Let's get through this hurdle first."
The girl in white looked towards the main room.
Widow Xiao Wang was struggling to get up at this time, with a stiff and expressionless face, but when she opened her mouth, she let out a hissing sound.
The words were unclear and he said: "Brother Changqing, thank you very much. In fact, I heard all the conversations you had with aunt before."
Changqing sighed.
After having that warm current in her body, Changqing found that her five senses were also much sharper.
At this moment, he could hear the aunt who had not left in the distance talking to Mayor Li and several old men, and there were fragments of how to raise children in her words.
"No need to wait. I can go with peace of mind. I feel like I can't hold on any longer."
Widow Xiao Wang's eyes slowly shed two lines of tears.
It's just that these tears made Changqing's pupils tremble.
It's blood and tears.
"Do it." The girl in white urged from the side.
Changqing walked over and took the child away, with a low voice: "Don't worry, my aunt will take good care of the child, and everyone will help."
"Thank you." Widow Xiao Wang looked at her child reluctantly.
"Hurry up!" The girl in white urged.
Especially the dark clouds overhead blocked the moonlight, and the entire yard was plunged into darkness.
Changqing held the hatchet in his hand, but he couldn't cut it down.
This was really hard for him to handle.
I didn't know ghosts and gods before, but now I am slow to react.
It was as if what was in front of him was not a zombie, but still the Widow Xiao Wang.
Suddenly, Changqing's heart tightened.
Widow Xiao Wang's eyes became extremely red.
Her mouth was split open, and the silver teeth in her mouth were also stained with blood.
"Be careful!" the girl in white warned loudly.
Widow Xiao Wang raised her hand and suddenly clapped it over.
Changqing narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he activated the third ability of the Creation Eternal Sword: Instant Eternity.
The flow of time becomes extremely slow.
Changqing saw the trajectory of Widow Xiao Wang's attack. This speed was faster than his own attack!
If he were to forcefully take a blow, he could cut off the head of Widow Xiao Wang, but the child in her arms would definitely die there.
He didn't dare to delay. After all, the lifespan consumed in this moment was like running water, and Changqing only left himself a hundred years of life.
In order to protect her children, Changqing had to make the only choice.
The expression of the girl in white changed, and then her eyes flashed with strange colors.
In her opinion, Chang Qing will definitely be seriously injured, and at the same time, the child will also die.
The tragedy will not be reversed, and it will definitely make Changqing regret it, just like she said before.
However, in her eyes, Chang Qing was strangely short, and turned sideways to hit Widow Xiao Wang's palm with his shoulder.
Even the girl in white didn't think she could achieve this kind of reaction!
"Peng!"
With a muffled sound, Changqing was knocked away.
The hatchet in his hand was also thrown high.
The girl in white didn't have time to think too much. She looked at the hatchet. Perhaps the only way to kill Xiao Wang's widow now was to receive this hatchet that emitted divine light.
However, the girl in white suddenly froze when she looked at the hatchet falling in mid-air.
The hatchet traced a trajectory and fell in the direction of Changqing's fall?
"Is this...all part of his calculation?"
In the flash of lightning, Widow Xiao Wang, who had lost her mind and turned into a ghost, caught up with Chang Qing.
However, Chang Qing endured the severe pain in her shoulder, raised her hand to catch the falling hatchet, raised the knife with her hand, and slashed across the neck of Widow Xiao Wang.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Widow Xiao Wang's eyes were clear for a moment, full of gratitude.
"rest in peace."
Changqing's arms hung down weakly, and the body of Widow Xiao Wang also fell to the ground.
Only the cries of children were left, sounding desolately in the dark night.
