The screams were endless.
Although Mrs. Hong was burned by Ksitigarbha's fire for most of the day just now, with Boss Ye's body between her, although she was in pain, she was not dead. It was different now. Ten coffin nails dug directly into her fingers. Coupled with the burning of Ksitigarbha's fire, the heart-wrenching pain almost destroyed her body and soul.
"Say! Why are you slandering my father?"
Xiaopang took Zhang Jiawen's black iron sword and put the tip of the sword directly on Mrs. Hong's neck.
Mrs. Hong's eyes were red and her hair was messy. Her body was withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If this continues, it won't be long before her soul completely disappears from this world.
"Haha! It's useless! As a woman from the Ai family who is the king of heaven, once she has determined the facts, how can she change them at will just because of the coercion of an ignorant child like you?"
"Boy, Ai Jia says it again, Ye Jingshan is the devil! The devil among devils!"
"Even if the Ai family is willing to let him go, the miners who were harmed by him and the women who were harmed by him will not let him go. Listen carefully, how many innocent souls are crying in Hungryanggou?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"
In the distance, a woman's cry could be faintly heard.
The little fat man also had blood-red eyes.
"Say! As long as you say that you deliberately slandered my father, I will ask Brother Wen and Brother Feng to let you go!"
"Otherwise! I will burn you alive!"
"You!! Say it quickly!!"
"Pooh!!"
Mrs. Hong spat directly at Xiaopang.
"Little beast, you look so ruthless and ruthless, just like your father. If I had known I would kill you too!"
Xiaopang touched his face. The spittle the ghost spat out was just a pool of disembodied blood that quickly dissipated on his face. Despite this, Xiaopang still suffered a lot of blows.
"Devil? My dad is a devil?"
"No! No!"
Xiaopang shook his head and suddenly ran towards the house.
Zhang Jiawen and I thought he just couldn't think about it for a while and didn't pay much attention.
"Mrs. Hong, you'd better admit it! As long as Zhang Jiawen and I are here, you can't kill Boss Ye!"
"Who told us that we are brothers with Xiaopang?"
"So, let's work together to kill Zhou Pinliang and save the soul of the King of Heaven."
"As for Ye Jingshan, if he really did those things, he will naturally be punished by law!"
Mrs. Hong looked disappointed, her eyes empty and confused.
Zhang Jiawen extinguished the Ksitigarbha fire, and I personally pulled out the coffin nails from her fingertips, and then stretched out the magic pestle.
"Mrs. Hong, you should know that with your current strength, you are no match for us. Why don't you go to my Demon-Conquering Pestle to recuperate first, and wait until your divine form is restored?"
Mrs. Hong looked at me and then at Zhang Jiawen.
Both of us are young and frivolous, harmless to humans and animals, and we naturally mean what we say.
"Okay! It's good that you have such courage. I'm afraid that the Heavenly King is too strong and you may not be able to deal with it. The current Heavenly King has been refined by Master Zhou. Not to mention you, even Aijia will not let him go!"
"How will you know if you don't try?"
"That's right! When you meet the King of Heaven, you can save him if you can. If you can't save him, then kill him!"
"Mrs. Hong understands righteousness so well, I admire you from this generation!"
"Ma'am, please!"
I recited the Six Paths Vajra Mantra, and the Demonic Pestle immediately became excited.
Jiangmochu would naturally like a fierce ghost like Mrs. Hong.
Very slowly, Mrs. Hong let a wisp of smoke slip into the Demon-Conquering Pestle. The Demon-Conquering Pestle immediately emitted a wave of heat. It was obvious that this vicious energy could be enjoyed by the ghost inside for a while!
After taking in Mrs. Hong, Zhang Jiawen and I went to the house to find Xiaopang, ready to comfort him.
Manager Lin carried the unconscious Boss Ye into the house to rest.
Several people entered the house together. The strange thing was that after searching for several times, they couldn't find Xiaopang.
"That's weird, where are the people?"
Zhang Jiawen came out of the bedroom, stood in the corridor and shouted loudly: "Dazhi! Ye Dazhi!"
"Little Fatty! Little Fatty!"
The two of them walked and shouted, searching almost all the rooms in Xiaopang's house, but no one was found.
At this time, Butler Lin came out and asked us: "Where is Dazhi?"
"I don't know! Butler Lin, where do you think he will go?"
Butler Lin shook his head, "I don't know either. Dazhi is usually at home or running around in the mine. Sometimes he also goes to play with workers or their families. How about we look for him again!"
I felt something was wrong, so I was going to release An Jingjing and my two siblings and ask them to help find the person.
After all, ghosts use floats to walk and are faster than us.
However, just as I took out the magic pestle, I suddenly heard a few barks from the wolf dog in the yard.
A few seconds later, the wolfdog ran up to me and turned its head towards the backyard, barking and wagging its tail vigorously.
Zhang Jiawen and I immediately ran towards the backyard.
There was an iron gate in the backyard, ajar. It can be seen that Xiaopang went out through this iron gate.
"Woof woof!"
The wolf dog kept barking and ran outside.
"Uncle Lin, take these talismans and stick them in Mr. Ye's room and in front of his bed. Zhang Jiawen and I will go after the little fat guy."
"Then, it's up to you!"
Butler Lin was worried and took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it into my pocket.
"Uncle Lin, what are you..."
"Take it! I'll leave it to you to take care of Dazhi! That child is innocent!"
"I know!"
When I turned to leave, I saw Butler Lin wiping tears. It seemed that Butler Lin knew a thing or two about what Boss Ye was doing in the mine, but he was just helpless.
When he gave me the money, he also intentionally entrusted Xiaopang to me.
If I don't accept it, it will make him worried.
"Fellow Taoist Fengchen, where do you think the little fat guy went?" Zhang Jiawen asked me.
I thought for a moment and said, "I guess where he went must be related to his father. Let's follow him closely!"
The wolfdog ran for a while, then stopped and turned back to wait for us.
Zhang Jiawen and I chased him all the way through the family building of the mine. At this time, the family building was completely silent, and the usually brightly lit canteen had closed its doors early.
People seemed to be aware of the danger and stayed behind closed doors.
Even the lights in the house went out.
"Woof woof!"
Xiaopang's wolfdog finally stopped in front of a hill.
This is also in a mining area, and there is an abandoned factory shed. Under the factory shed, there are some rusty machines.
"Ouch!!"
"I said...I said this little brat from Boss Ye's family is crazy, right?"
"Damn! He beat me with an iron rod!"
"Ouch!!"
"Is your face okay?"
"It's okay! I was scratched, my leg..."
We looked around and saw two workers sitting on the ground, one touching his leg and the other covering his face.
Seeing us, the two immediately stood up alertly.
"Who are you?"
"Two little brats again!"
