The Pig Killing Knife comes with a strong murderous aura and stabs it in a hurry.

The black wind column kept twisting and deforming, trying to dodge the tip of the knife, but no matter how hard it was, it would be useless.

The white little hand that held him looked weak and boneless, but it fell there like a mountain, making him unable to move at all.

The tip of the knife pierced into the wind pillar, making a squeak like a slashing window paper. As the blade continued to penetrate deeper, the twisting amplitude of the black wind pillar became smaller and weaker, and the black air gradually began to condense into the place where the pig-killing knife stabbed, as if it was sucked in by the knife.

"Grand...Sir..."

The black wind pillar finally condensed completely together and reappeared the middle-aged man's body. His breath was weak, his face was distorted, and his eyes were full of fear.

Gu Qingqing's fingers clasped the joint of his right arm, and the other hand stabbed the pig-killing knife into his left chest, revealing a piece of knife tip from the middle-aged man's fat back.

The pig-killing knife was in her hands, killing the paper-killing spirit general, like a magic weapon.

The wound has no blood, but there is a faint trace of black air leaking out.

"Give me your life," Gu Qingqing's voice softly, but the knife in his hand twisted hard, "Who is your master?"

The middle-aged man was so in pain that his beard trembled, "No...can't say..."

"Then go and die."

Gu Qingqing suddenly pulled out the pig-killing knife, and the black air at the edge of the knife surged. He wanted to repair the wound on his body, but a dark red flame burst out with a thud. The flames swallowed the middle-aged man's body in a blink of an eye. He couldn't even make any struggles and moans.

Gu Qingqing sat quietly on the bed, watching his paper-paste body burning out instantly, and the bamboo skeleton turned into ashes. Only then did he raise his hands lightly, bringing a breeze to roll the ashes out of the house.

Only a trembling soul was left in front of him. The flame just now even the anger on his body was gone.

"Do you remember who sealed you and manipulated your actions?"

The wronged soul looked very similar to the middle-aged man before. He kept shaking his head and said for a while: "That man used a secret technique. I don't remember anything related to him. I only know that I can't refuse his orders."

Then he knelt down and begged Gu Qingqing, "Super Immortal, the villain is the shopkeeper of the Dasheng Money Bank. He has never done any evil. The immortal has upheld justice for my whole family."

Gu Qingqing let go of his ban, and the ghost could not cause any storm in front of her. "Tell me what you remember."

"If you go back to the immortal, the villain's ancestors have been doing business for three generations. When I reach my generation, I will use money shops as my main business, three years ago..."

After listening to him telling the past, Gu Qingqing sighed, this was also a pitiful person.

Then he said, "You will stay in this yard for the purpose of guarding the house. If you find anything abnormal, you just need to whistle and report it to me. When the male owner of this family comes back, you will complain to him about the past grievances. He is a man in the government and will definitely be able to relieve you from grievances."

The middle-aged man's wronged soul saw that Gu Qingqing was unwilling to show up, so he nodded tactfully and suddenly said, "There are three guys outside the yard. Why not arrest the immortal for questioning? Moreover, like me, they are all wronged souls that were cut into death and sealed into puppets."

Gu Qingqing looked outside the courtyard with beautiful eyes. The three paper-thorn demons knew nothing about their leader being killed and were still hiding in the night waiting.

Gu Qingqing suddenly disappeared from the bed, and when he came back, there were already three more trembling ghosts in his hand.

With her cultivation, it is not that she cannot go to Taoyuan County and the nearby areas to check clues, but she is afraid of being trapped by luring the tiger away from the mountain. What she has to do is to protect Zhang Yuner and Xu Ran's safety, and not to care about eliminating demons and defending the way.

"Forget it, you hide during the day and stand at a yard corner to watch at night. Go."

...

As soon as dawn the next day, Xu Ran urged the coachman to set off. At the speed of the carriage, he had to wait early and spend some night before returning to Wanxi Town.

After helping Xiaochunhong onto the carriage, Lao Wang whispered to Xu Ran: "Hey, Brother Xu, guess what?"

Xu Ran didn't know why he asked this, "What's wrong?"

"My cultivation level has not decreased anymore," Lao Wang's face was flushed, and the scar on his forehead was shiny. "It seems that the taboo has expired. Hey, do you think it's okay?"

"I said that after I took the car for a day, the skeletons were about to shake apart. You still have your heart..."

Seeing that Xiaochun in the car had blushed to the bottom of his neck, Xu Ran took back the words behind and pushed Lao Wang into the car, saying to the driver: "Don't stop on the road, and rushed to Wanxi Town before the sun sets."

...

Zhang Yuner's snoring stopped just as the sun rose.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was so scared that she suddenly became frightened. She subconsciously went to the pillow to touch the pig's knife, but only touched a piece of man's dirty clothes.

Xiao Ranran's clothes?

How could I sleep in his room?

How did I come here?

Zhang Yuner got out of bed in a daze and looked around. She was very familiar with all the furnishings in the house. This was her brother's room. After he left, Xu Ran moved in for a few days.

She was confused and pushed open the door and met Old Mrs. Zhang who was preparing breakfast.

"Yun'er, why are you..."

"Mom, I don't know..."

Seeing that his daughter was shaking out to the backyard, Old Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, I am fat and I don’t have any skills at all. If I get sleepwalking, Xu Ran’s child will probably not look down on him. What should I do?

Old Mrs. Zhang washed her elbows that had been soaked overnight. As soon as she got into the pot, she heard seven or eight pigs in the backyard start to wail.

The old man stamped his feet and beat his chest again, "How could a girl like that kind of business? In what lifetime did the old Zhang family commit sins..."

At this time, a knock came from outside the door. Is Xu Ran back?

Old Mrs. Zhang hurried to open the yard gate, but saw a tall girl in a light yellow dress, handsome face and dignified temperament standing at the door.

"Who is the girl looking for?"

Gu Qingqing smiled and said, "Is Miss Yun'er at home? I'll buy meat from her."

"Yeah, here," Old Lady Zhang asked Gu Qingqing to close the yard and led her into the backyard. "It's there, she loves to kill pigs and sheep. Girls should be careful and don't be scared."

"Mom, who are you talking to?"

Zhang Yuner heard her mother's voice and stretched her head over the moon gate in the backyard.

Gu Qingqing was surprised to see that she was holding a fat pig under her armpit, holding the pig's front legs with both hands, and lifting it up.

The pig's hind legs kicked helplessly in the air, with an extremely desperate look on his eyes.

The fat pig with 180 to 90 kilograms of bare hands is so strong!

Old Mrs. Zhang held her forehead with her hands, and they were all girls' homes. If she compared her own family with the one around her, she would probably have to throw it away.

Gu Qingqing said curiously: "I want to buy a pig leg, the fresher the better."

"Sister, wait. I'll kill this and remove one leg for you. There is nothing fresher than this one."

After Zhang Yuner said that, her steps changed, and her legs, waist, arms and legs were exerted at the same time, throwing the fat pig horizontally to the ground, pressing her left knee against her neck, and her right knee tightly against her weak ribs. She tied up the pig's four hooves in a few seconds.

The pig howled like crazy and was picked up by Zhang Yuner and threw it on the chopping board.

She rubbed and pulled out the pig-killing knife from her waist. As the white knife went in and the red knife came out, the copper basin that was catching the blood was quickly kicked over and caught.

Proficient in movements, complete in one go.

Old Mrs. Zhang couldn't stand it anymore and said apologetically to Gu Qingqing: "The girl has lost her companion. I'll go checking the stove and staying to have breakfast together later."

Gu Qingqing smiled and watched Old Mrs. Zhang leave. When she turned around, she saw that Zhang Yuner had already pressed another pig to the ground and tied it up.

Not only does it have the murderous aura of forcing ghosts and gods to retreat, but it is also born with divine power.

If such a good material is discovered by the Sword Immortal lineage, it will definitely be regarded as a treasure.

Why don’t I give her some enlightenment first?
Chapter completed!