different devil life

With that said, Zhao Dahai hurried out.

Wang Zhong also ran out, frowning tightly.

'I'd like to see how the short-lived man died, so I can find a way to deal with it! '

Looking around, the servants are busy, and the butler Li Bo is at the counter to settle accounts, but no one pays attention to him.

After all, he is now six years old, has cognitive ability, and is usually well-behaved. No one has worried about him much.

Wang Zhong stepped out, and instantly shuttled around the adults who were on their way to Zhang's house.

"That kid Zhang Liang hasn't eaten for a day, and I'm afraid he won't survive three days."

"Hey, short-lived people are like this before they die, and people from the underworld are here to claim their lives."

Hearing what the people around him said, Wang Zhong sneered. According to his deduction, the deaths of these people had nothing to do with the underworld.

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At this moment, the yard of Zhang Butcher's house was already full of people, and many people squeezed their heads and looked into the house.

Zhang Liang was carried in the hall of the Zhang family, covered with a quilt, motionless, Master Gao had already been invited over, and sat beside him.

"Master, although my son Zhang Liang's spirit root is only one level, he is only nine years old now, how...how could it be so fast..."

Master Gao didn't speak, brushed Zhang Liang's forehead lightly with his palm, shook his head and said, "It's cold, according to my experience, your son's lifespan is today, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

"Ah!" Zhang Yundong knelt directly, "Son, son..."

Although he already knew that his son would not live long, as a father, when this day really came, his heart still hurts immensely.

Zhang Liang was too cold to speak because of the cold.

Master Gao stood up and shouted to the outside: "Close the door, once Shouyuan arrives, everyone will have their destiny."

After speaking, Master Gao got up and left.

Zhang Yundong wiped away his tears, and shouted to everyone outside the door: "Neighbors, please take care of my son, but my son will die soon, everyone go back."

After speaking, he closed the door.

Generally speaking, at the moment of death, family members try to keep the surroundings quieter, just to avoid disturbing the dying person.

Some left, but most stayed.

Because the death method of short-lived people is different from that of normal people, people are driven by curiosity and want to take a look.

Wang Zhong was among the crowd at the moment, and saw his parents and Lin Zhou's family talking in a low voice nearby.

He quietly squeezed in from the crowd, and there were many people lying on the side of the door. Fortunately, he was short and could see inside from the shortest place.

Inside the house, Zhang Liang suddenly trembled, his whole body trembling violently.

Suddenly, Zhang Liang was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, motionless.

Only Zhang Yundong and his wife were left by his side, but they didn't dare to approach him at this moment.

Wang Zhong frowned, because he noticed that Zhang Liang's face gradually became distorted.

Zhang Yundong and his wife couldn't bear to watch it anymore, they both turned their faces away.

Zhang Liang's face became more and more distorted. In the end, the moisture from his whole body seemed to be sucked dry, and his fair skin quickly shriveled up, eventually turning into dry skin without any moisture.

Zhang Liang died.

It was as if he had turned into a mummy for hundreds of years, and his death was miserable!

"Dead dead..."

Some people who saw Zhang Liang's situation shouted slightly, and the people outside all sighed and asked how he died.

"It's the same as before, it's all done." An old man shook his head and sighed.

Wang Zhong left here with a calm expression. He was not afraid of these dead people, but the way of death just now really shocked him.

A living person was sucked dry of blood and water in an instant. This was not the arrival of longevity, but... being killed by some kind of magic or evil.

Someone is killing them, people with low spiritual roots.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong was not born and bred in this world, so he guessed some of them at once.

In fact, the so-called low spiritual root is not a bad thing, but because the spiritual root is low, the progress of cultivation is faster.

And behind the scenes, some people were afraid that people with low spiritual roots would grow up, so they made some kind of life essence to make the world think that people with low spiritual roots would die quickly.

This world is probably controlled by some kind of evil thing!

After being here for six years, Wang Zhong could easily analyze these situations.

"I have to prepare early, that evil thing will attack me before I grow up."

In the following days, Wang Zhong practiced martial arts hard every day.

He found that if he trained without any rules, his skills would progress very slowly, but if he used the previous kung fu training, his energy would improve very quickly.

This point, Wang Zhong analyzed, may be due to his extraordinary talent.

The lower the spiritual root level, the stronger the talent!

Those with high spiritual roots are not born with great talent, but because the evil spirits are too lazy to deal with them.

These days, Wang Zhong trained a lot.

Tiger-shaped boxing, pay attention to boxing.

Baguazhang uses softness to overcome rigidity.

Qinggong floating on the water, in the Dalong Dynasty, this move can at most float on the water of five or six meters from one side to the other side of the river.

But here, with the energy coming out, he can now drift more than 20 meters away.

Xiaoye flies the knife, and the knife is flawless.This move can only be mastered by Dalong Chao's internal strength over 30 years old, but here, Wang Zhong was pleasantly surprised to find that he could use it easily.

Here is a note, these moves need to be learned for more than 20 years, and they can be used in conjunction with internal strength after learning from a young age, and they also need to be in good physical condition.

In the previous plane, he was either weak and sick, or malnourished, or he was not given enough time to grow up, so many times before he learned these kung fu, he either died or had no time to learn kung fu at all.After all, there was not enough to eat at that time.

Later, when I grow up, my body shape will also be fixed, so even if I learn kung fu at that time, it will not be much better. It would be better to directly invent the flintlock gun.

But this life is different.

The atmosphere in this life is obviously different from other worlds. It is extremely easy to practice martial arts, and I have a unique physique. I have eaten well and dressed well since I was a child, and I have kept up with nutrition in time.

What time does it come down? It's hard to think weak.

"In this life, I will not die again!"

Wang Zhong punched out with a fierce force like a powerful cannonball, destroying the already damaged tree trunk in front of him.

"It feels like the strength has more than doubled!" Wang Zhong was full of confidence.

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"Thunderbola..."

Another year and new year is here. On this night, every house is decorated with lights and festoons, which is very lively.

On this day, Wang Zhong asked the kitchen to cook some chicken legs and duck legs, big fish and big meat, and quietly came to Huang's mother and daughter's house.

Now, this lock has already been opened secretly by him, but no one else knows it.

"It's Chinese New Year, let's eat something."

Wang Zhong carried a cloth bag in his hand, and after entering the room, he quietly closed the door.

Spread out the cloth bag, inside is a few lotus leaves wrapped food.

After getting in touch with the mother and daughter, Wang Zhong also knew that although the evil thing can't eat, it can absorb the fragrance of the food. After eating, the evil thing can increase a little bit of strength, but unfortunately the growth rate is very small, far less than what they can absorb in a day. The amount of essence of heaven and earth.

"It's duck legs, it smells so good." Zhao Rong looked at Wang Zhong happily: "Thank you brother."

Chapter 113

He kept hearing Zhao Rong call his younger brother, Wang Zhong looked a little embarrassed.

But he also knew that the person in front of him was his half-sister. Although she was only in her teens now, she was actually in her 20s.

"It's Chinese New Year, let's eat something. Although these things have no effect on you, it's good to be happy." Wang Chong said to Huang.

"Thank you brother."

Zhao Rong wiped the duck leg, and the duck leg, which was originally full of color and fragrance, shriveled instantly and turned into a black mass of rotten meat.

This is how the evil eat, they only absorb the essence of the food.

Wang Zhong's eyes were fixed. This way of eating is the same as Zhang Liang's way of death.

Wasn't Zhang Liang the same as this piece of duck meat when he died? Wasn't his whole body shriveled when he died?

For a moment, Wang Zhong seemed to have guessed something.

"Is there nothing going on at home these days?" Huang asked.

"It's okay, these days, dad also told me about you, and he was in tears." Wang Zhong shook his head and sighed: "Mother also respects you as a sister, and she didn't burn incense for you at the door yesterday. what?"

"Well, I received the incense, thank you." Mrs. Huang nodded slightly: "Are you seven years old now? You are going to test your spiritual root this year. You are two years later than others, and you have cultivated vigorously." , your spiritual roots must be very high, I hope you can inherit the wish of the sea, worship a master as your teacher, and then honor your ancestors..."

"hope so."

Wang Zhong did not tell anyone, not even ghosts, about his discovery.

Because these are all his own guesses, not only will no one believe him, but if it spreads out and attracts evil things, then he will be dealt with in advance instead, and the gain outweighs the loss.

After a while, Huang's mother and daughter cleaned up everything.

Only then did Wang Zhong say: "I've already removed the talisman paper on the door and replaced it with ordinary paper. Others won't be able to see it. If you are willing, can you go out with me later?"

"What do you want to do?" Huang was curious.

"You also know that I have cultivated strength, so I want to go out and find some evil things to practice my hands, but I can't find where the evil things are. You should be able to sense them easily, right?"

Wang Zhong had thought about it a long time ago. He now has powerful means to deal with evil things, but he can't find these evil things at all. He needs to find some evil things, practice a lot, and plan early for the future.

Huang thought for a while, then nodded: "Rong'er died young, and she had never seen the prosperity of this world before she died, why don't you take her out, and she is small in appearance, she will attract some evil things, if I go out, the evil Things see me as big, but I will be scared away."

"OK then."

After speaking, Wang Zhong opened the door.

Zhao Rong bowed to Mrs. Huang: "Mother, then I will go out with my younger brother."

"Well, let's go."

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Because of the Chinese New Year, although it was late at night, there were quite a lot of people on the street this day.

And because Wang Zhong is now seven years old, Zhao Dahai and his wife have loosened up his discipline a lot.

"Father, I'm going out to set off fireworks." Wang Zhong greeted and walked out. What the others didn't notice was that a cloud of black mist followed him.

"Wait." Zhao Dahai chased him out.

Wang Zhong thought that Zhao Dahai was going to stop him, but he didn't expect Zhao Dahai to bring a few copper coins in a mysterious way, and said: "What's the fun of being alone, I will go to Lin Wu to play later, she will be your wife in the future, you Have some snacks, I didn't see that little bastard Sun Daniu following Xiao Wu every day, be careful that your wife is abducted."

"understood."

Wang Zhong reluctantly took the copper plate and left here.

"Father is so kind to you." Zhao Rong said enviously.

"I was kind to you when I was a child, too."

"It's okay, dad hates me as a daughter." Zhao Rong muttered.

"Uh..." Wang Zhong didn't know how to comfort him, so he took a candied haws from the side and put it in front of Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong wiped it with her small hand, and the candied haws shriveled instantly.

"It's so sweet." Zhao Rong smiled openly.

"Have you noticed anything wrong?" Wang Zhong asked.

Zhao Rong looked around and shook her head.