Chapter 155: Massacre of the Village

"If I don't study hard, how can I repay my deceased grandfather's expectations of me? How can I repay my grandmother who is still working so hard for me?

So... I have been working hard since I was a child. In a family like this, I can only work hard. Only when I show my grandmother the high-scoring test paper and watch the wrinkles on her face disappear because of her smile, will I feel that I have done my best for her.

Then I will burn the test paper at my grandfather's grave, and I will also show my grandfather in the underworld that I have not let him down."

At this point, the figure sobbed.

Can evil spirits sob?

Perhaps it was because of the past, and it was really the softest thing in its heart.

Zhang Ming also felt his eyes a little dull and his nose a little sour.

The figure continued, "I was never like other classmates who could buy snacks and spend their pocket money at will. Because the money my grandma gave me... I couldn't bear to spend it.

Later, after I went to high school, I would quietly find some part-time jobs on weekends to earn some money as living expenses and reduce the burden on my grandma.

But I saw that my grandma's health was getting worse day by day, and I was afraid... I was afraid that before I could get into college and give my grandma a good life, she would leave me like my grandfather.

I was so scared because she was my only relative. She is the only person in the world who is kind to me. So I come back to see her when I have time, and I don't let her go to buy groceries.

I have seen how hard my grandma has worked. And my efforts have finally paid off. More than two months ago, I was admitted to a key university.

I cried, and I didn't think about having a good future in the future. Instead, I finally did not let the two old people down. Because my current results are earned by the two old people with all their hard work in the second half of their lives. "

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, feeling very upset. And Wu, the butler on the side, actually secretly wiped his eyes.

"I didn't tell my grandma right away because it was a holiday and I wanted to work to earn some extra money so I could buy some good food and supplements, and bring some money back to my grandma to honor her.

But after working for more than a month and bringing back the things I bought and the money, I found that my grandma had been bedridden.

I ran to my grandma's bedside and looked at her seriously ill grandmother. Her wrinkled face was so thin that she was just skin and bones. Her eyes were sunken and lifeless.

I angrily asked the people in the village why they didn't call me to let me know when my grandma was in this state. Why is it that when grandma is so seriously ill, no one is willing to buy her some medicine?

Their ruthlessness makes me feel terrible. Their indifference makes people feel chilling.

I will never forget what they said at that time. They said that my grandma was dying, and it was a waste of money to see a doctor. Even at this time, the village chief came out and said that he would take away our land.

I don’t know why they did this, but later I heard people in the village say that grandma was not sick in the first place. It’s just that the villagers coveted the few acres of land in our family, and they felt that we were occupying it because we had no one.

So Therefore, my elderly grandmother couldn't win the argument with them, and she became so angry that she fell ill. I was completely furious, but I couldn't reason with these troublemakers alone.

I wanted to find a doctor for my grandmother, but she was looking at me in the bed, and asked me in an almost inaudible voice whether I had been admitted to the university.

I took out the admission letter and told my grandmother that I was admitted to a key university. I told my grandmother that I was rich and I earned thousands of yuan in a month's summer job.

My grandmother smiled, and held the admission letter tightly with her dry and bony hands. Although a word I didn't know her, but she was smiling happily.

Grandma's smile was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen in the world. At that moment, I smiled too. Grandma was happy, and I was happy too.

I smiled and said to grandma: Grandma, I will be able to stand out in the future, make a lot of money, and let you enjoy a good life. Grandma? Grandma?

Grandma smiled as she looked at the admission notice, holding it tightly in her hand. But my calling could no longer wake her up. She died with my admission notice in her hand and smiling. "

At this moment, a terrible evil spirit suddenly burst out from the figure.

The evil spirit then quickly retracted, and then broke out again, very unstable.

Perhaps it was just like its mood at the moment, very unstable!

Zhang Ming and Wu were silent. After a long while, the figure continued,

"My grandmother died, and my other half of the world fell. But she died with a smile on her face. Maybe she was holding on until I saw my notice. Only then did she feel relieved and passed away."

Zhang Ming sighed and said, "So... you hate the villagers."

The figure said, "Yes, I hate them, very much. They caused my only relative to leave me. How can I not hate them?"

"My grandmother died. At that moment, I suddenly felt that all my efforts over the years were meaningless. I cried for a whole day. I didn't know what to do in the future. Because from childhood to adulthood, the most important person to me had left me.

That day, I buried my grandmother alone next to my grandfather's grave. When I dug the grave, I dug out two knives, one of which was the samurai sword.

I put the things I bought in front of their graves. Then I knelt in front of the graves until the evening. That day I was very sad and painful, and more of it was hatred.

In the middle of the night, I held the samurai sword and wanted to kill the village chief and those hateful villagers. I held it. The more I held the samurai sword, the more resentful I felt.

And I don't know why, I always felt that this sword was not for a living person to use. In addition, my grandma and grandpa were dead, and I felt that there was no point in living,

so I simply cut my neck with the knife and committed suicide. After I died, perhaps because of the heavy resentment and the strangeness of the knife, I became very powerful. So I held the knife and went to the village to kill many people.

All of them were killed by me. Their souls were sucked into the knife, and their bodies turned into corpses. But this is not enough, so I want to destroy all their corpses and make them disappear completely from this world. "

Hearing this, Zhang Ming understood.

It's no wonder that it has such a big grudge and the help of the evil knife, so it is naturally very scary.

"Then why do you want to get rid of the evil knife now?" Zhang Ming asked.

The figure said, "I have already taken revenge, so I shouldn't be so cruel anymore. But that knife is too scary. Once I hold it, I can't get rid of it. I'm even affected by it and I can't control myself at all."

"So you regained consciousness after we took the evil knife away from your hand just now?" Zhang Ming asked.

The figure said: "Yes, the knife has its own consciousness and is very bloodthirsty. There are countless wronged souls in the knife. I don't want to be controlled by it."

Zhang Ming nodded, and then said: "We will deal with the knife. Now I ask you, there is a man named Zhang Quezi who is also in this village. Do you know him? "

"Knows magic? Zhang Quezi? No!"

(End of this chapter)