The man grabbed the back of his neck and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Hu Zhun bowed respectfully to him, "Heroic man, Xiaotong's body is still in the tomb of Liantai. Even if I can't kill the demon, I will fight to the death to take back the child's body. Therefore, I can only ask my brother to inform Miss Yan, so I will come here as soon as possible to eliminate the harm to the people."

The man was stunned, and suddenly there was a little respect on his face. He stepped forward slightly, "Have you considered it? Although the demon Tao was injured, he had been in tranquil for so many years and his magic power had already recovered by eight out of ten. If you enter the deserted tomb, you would probably have no life."

Hu Zhun nodded, "I know, but I am a weak person, and I have been detained by Confucianism and scholars for a lifetime, and have killed my favorite wife because of this. So today, it is finally time to repay my debt."

Speaking of this, when he walked into the house and turned back, there was already an additional box the size of a palm on his hand.

"What is this?" The man was a little surprised when he saw him handing over the box.

Hu Zhun then put the box in the man's ear, "Heroine, what's the sound inside?"

The man held his breath and then heard a "buzzing" sound in the small copper box, so he asked anxiously, "Is there a beeworm in it?"

"It's a genius. Grandfather once said that he met the demonic Taoist by the stream in the back mountain. And because he saved the life of the Taoist priest, he gave the Yupo Ci to his grandfather. So when I arrived in Qingcheng that day, I went to the back mountain, but after searching for it, I didn't find anything rare in the stream. Later, when I was about to leave, I was suddenly chased by a group of genius and turned into a true body and barely escaped. Therefore, I suspected that perhaps this little bug was the weakness of the demonic Taoist, but this matter has not been confirmed yet, so I can only tell it to the hero first. I hope you can tell Miss Yan about it, which may be useful in the future."

The man held the box in his palm, "Don't worry, I will convey your meaning to her. Without further ado, I will go back to Xin'an first, and you... take care of yourself."

He said the four words "take care" very lightly because he knew that Hu Zhun could no longer take care of himself. While he made this decision, he was equivalent to giving his life and having no way to go.

Hu Zhun bowed his head and saluted. As he watched the man go further and further away, his back became blurry. Just as he was about to turn around and return to the yard, he suddenly heard a short and crescent scream from the heavy rain. Then, he found that the man was gone. Only the gray rain fog was left in front of him, becoming heavier and heavier, like an iron plate moving from a distance.

Hu Zhun's hair stood up all over his body, and his blood seemed to have stopped in an instant. When he realized it, he had retreated to the Zou family's yard and closed the yard gate behind him, looking at the Zou couple who were stunned and stood still.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Zou Min was obviously frightened by his appearance. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his sadness and looked at Hu Zhun foolishly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a "tuk-tuk" knock came from outside, which scared the three people in the yard.

"Dad, mother, why are you closing the door? I'm hungry, let me in quickly."

Xiaotong's voice floated across the wall and into the ears of the three people. Zou Min and his wife were stunned at first, and then stood up at the same time. Both of them had unstoppable joy. "Xiaotong, it's Xiaotong. Xiaotong is not dead, he is back."

Aunt Zou was the first to pounce on the door and reached out to pull the door bolt. However, as soon as her hand touched it, Hu Jun pulled her body and pulled her behind her.

"Don't open the door," he stared straight into her eyes, his lips trembled a few times, and finally said the rest, "The one outside is not Xiaotong, don't believe him..."

"But... this is clearly Xiaotong's voice." Aunt Zou didn't know who to believe, looked at Hu Zhun with tears in her eyes, then looked at Zou Min, waiting for him to make a decision.

Zou Min walked over and said with a little hesitation, "Brother, that's not Xiaotong outside, so who is he?"

Hu Zhun looked at him intently, "He is the murderer who killed Xiaotong."

Zou Min was stunned, and suddenly ran to the kitchen room and picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and rushed out the door, shouting, "I want to avenge my two sons, I want to kill this animal..."

Halfway through his words, his body suddenly rose into the air, and the kitchen knife in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp "carbazard".

Hu Zhun and Aunt Zou were startled by the sudden change. They raised their heads in amazement and found that Zou Min had an iron ruler wrapped around her waist. The ruler looked very soft. She wrapped around Zou Min's waist twice, strangling his body tightly and his ribs were protruding, which was very scary.

Seeing this, Aunt Zou screamed in shock, fell softly at Hu Zhun's feet, and fainted.

Hu Zhun gritted his teeth, curled up his body on the spot, transformed into a prototype, kicked his claws on the ground, and then jumped out of the courtyard wall. However, before he could touch the wall, his whole body suddenly tightened, as if it was covered by an invisible large net, and his body and limbs were tied tightly, unable to move at all, and he fell back to the ground.

"Who sent you here?"

An old but full of breath came from outside the wall, with a bit of playfulness, but every word was cold, and it stuck Hu Zhun's heart that was so crisp that it was about to crack.

He shivered for a moment, without saying a word.

"Don't you want to say it?"

The voice trembled and laughed behind. Hu Zhun suddenly heard Zou Min's howl above his head. Two of his sternum were broken by a whip. Blood was slid down his clothes and dripped on the ground, making him dizzy into a large area, shocking.

"Are you still unwilling to do it? Well, since my two sons have been killed by me, I might as well move my fingers more and send them to meet in the underworld."

“Woo…”

Hu Zhun let out a mourn, his green eyes were covered with mist, his eyes passed through the courtyard wall and fell on the enemy who had never seen his true face, and murmured, "She is Yan Niang, and she opened an embroidery workshop in Xin'an City, named Jihong Embroidery Village. If you go to find her, you will know the whole story."

"Jihong Embroidery Village? Yan Niang?" The voice repeated these two words, and soon after, he suddenly raised his tone, "Is the Yupo Ci destroyed by her?"

Hu Zhun trembled, "Well, I've said everything I know. Now, can you let him go, right?"

A "hoho" laugh came from outside the wall. Then, with a "slam" sound, Zou Min fell from a high place to Hu Zhun, covering his upper abdomen and screamed desperately.

Hu Zhun looked at Zou Min and suddenly felt relieved: Fortunately, he saved his life. Although he was seriously injured, he was at least not at risk of his life.

Thinking of this, although his face had turned into a fox, he still had a faint smile and comforted him, "Brother Zou, it's okay, it's all over, it's okay..."

Before he finished speaking, a severe pain came from his navel. He opened his eyes in horror and saw his body split into several petals, flying up and down next to the iron whip that twisted like a long snake.
Chapter completed!