At this time, Yu Zhengzheng and I were hiding our auras. In the eyes of the old man, we were just ordinary people.
Not to mention my sister, a spiritual body, even less aura.
The old man smelled of alcohol, his face was red from drinking, and his aura was at level seven.
It seems that this old man should be Yao Anping.
Yao Anping stepped in front of my sister, then stared at my sister and said: "Little girl, I am really familiar with your face. Fourteen or five years ago, I saw a person like you in a house. The same female doll, but unfortunately, she was killed."
As he spoke, he took a sip of wine: "At that time, I advised them not to harm ordinary people, but they didn't listen and killed them as soon as they entered the door."
At this time, my sister sent a message to me: "Brother, I remembered that this old man was here back then. But he didn't do anything back then. My parents, grandparents, and I were dragged from the bedroom to the living room by those magicians and evil spirits. At that time, he was still interceding on our behalf.”
Suddenly, my heart trembled.
It seems that those warlocks and evil spirits who visited my house back then were not all evil characters.
Yao Anping looked at me and Yu Zhengyi at this time: "I drank a little too much today. Don't pay attention to what I just said. Just treat it as a joke. Suddenly seeing the face of this girl, I felt familiar, and then sighed A few words.”
Fatty Yu and I didn't speak.
My sister said: "Yao Anping, is that you?"
Yao Anping shuddered and dropped the wine bottle in his hand on the river beach. He began to perform finger tricks. Judging from his technique, he was playing the Qingshen Curse.
After using the Soul-Calming Charm, he looked at my sister blankly: "You little girl, how do you know my name?"
My sister murmured: "Because the little girl you just mentioned who was killed was me."
Yao Anping showed disbelief: "How is that possible?" As he said that, he looked at the three of us with a wary look on his face: "Who are you?"
"It was really me. You were the only one who was there to speak for me and my family. I still remember it clearly." My sister said with a smile.
Yao Anping stared at my sister's face again: "It looks very similar, but it's wrong. That girl was killed and dismembered by those beasts back then. Why are you still standing here well... "
My sister stretched out her hand and said, "Do I look like a living person to you?"
Fatty Yu secretly whispered in my ear: "Do you want to kill this old man?"
I didn't speak, but looked at my sister and Yao Anping.
My sister's feet were off the ground at this time and she was floating directly up.
I no longer hide my breath and directly release my breath.
Yao Anping was surprised: "Ninth level? So young?"
"I am her younger brother, the only little boy that Xue Xinzhu and the Demon-Slaying Group did not kill back then." I said lightly, "Thank you for interceding for my family back then."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Anping knelt down on the ground and said with a cry: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Back then, Xue Xinzhu said that there were good things in Sanhe Village, Jiangnan City, and everyone present had a share. I couldn't help it. I was tempted and joined the demon-slaying group. But what I didn't expect was that they would attack ordinary people. Later, I didn't share the demon energy, so I left directly.
In fact, fourteen or five years ago, I was already a seventh-level magician. Although I practice evil arts, I never harm others, nor will I kill anyone. I usually catch some evil spirits that harm others to improve my own cultivation.
But after I left your house on the Hungry Ghost Festival fourteen to fifteen years ago, I never practiced cultivation again.
I lost my Taoist heart. I often dream about that night. I will dream about your family members tearing me apart and asking me why I didn’t save them back then..."
Speaking of this, Yao Anping was already crying.
He continued to cry: "I have been living in the south of the Yangtze River for these years, living in the open air. I dare not face anyone. I always feel full of self-blame..."
My sister stepped forward and pulled him up: "Okay, don't cry. This matter has nothing to do with you."
Yao Anping wiped his tears and said: "But I just feel that I shouldn't have gone there that day. I regret it. I still regret it. I drink too much every day and am in a state of confusion..."
I looked at my sister and Fatty Yu: "Let's go."
After saying that, the three of us turned into three afterimages and rushed towards Sanming County.
The next target is the Corpse King Zhao Haobo.
When I left, I didn’t take back my mental energy.
Within the coverage area of my mental power, I saw Yao Anping kneeling on the ground again, shouting: "Baby, you are already at the ninth level. Don't rush to seek revenge on Xue Xin Spider. Xue Xin Spider's strength is not as simple as you think." !”
His voice echoed on the river bank and in the night...
After running for a while, I took out the Evil Dragon Guide, then stood on the Abomination and jumped into the air.
Fatty Yu beside him whispered: "I didn't expect that there are good people in the Demon Slayer Group."
"My master told me that not all mystics are good people, and not all warlocks are bad people. The same is true for evil spirits..." I murmured, "So the warlocks on this list are Xie Sui, I won’t take action immediately, I will trick them first or deceive them.”
Fatty Yu nodded and said, "I understand what you mean."
The sister sitting on the dragon's corner took out a rubber band and tied a braid on Watermelon's head.
My sister swayed her feet and said with a smile: "Actually, I have almost forgotten what happened that night, but just seeing Yao Anping and what he said made me regain some memories. I remember that night , there was a man wearing glasses and black clothes who first gave me a knife. His nails were very long and he stabbed directly into my chest. The mountain ghost did it from behind."
My sister's words reminded me of something.
That was the letter and three photos that Shangui sent me last year.
The content of the first photo is: Under the light of the main room, my sister Wang Linlin’s head was split in half. There was not only blood but also brains on the ground.
The content of the second photo is: Grandpa is lying on the ground, two kitchen knives have cut into his left and right shoulders, there are many holes on his face, and the ground is full of blood.
The angle of the third photo was taken from the doorway of my main room, looking in. The bodies of my family members were already stacked on top of each other, and there were three people standing next to the bodies.
Under the light, the woman on the far side is Wang Lan, followed by a short man wearing black clothes and holding a bloody long knife in his hand. His face was expressionless, with small eyes, thin lips, and a hooked nose. There was a man in black standing next to him. This man wore glasses and had a thin face and figure. Under the light, his glasses reflected light, so his eyes and nose could not be seen clearly. He grinned and showed his teeth, showing that he was very excited at the moment.
I said to my sister: "Are the three photos that Shangui sent you still with you?"
