Chapter 559 If I touch too much, will my tail become bald? (28)



Chapter 559: Will the tail become bald if you touch it too much? (28)

This is my aunt, she has been dead for quite some time.

Wen Jiujiu screamed out of control.

Far away in the main courtyard, the third uncle took time to go to the toilet. He was afraid that when he was away, the unconscious second master Wen would leave his inheritance to the second brother's family. He quickly pulled up his pants and walked out of the toilet, hurrying to the master bedroom.

Suddenly he heard his daughter's cry, he was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that something might have happened again!

He was hesitating whether to go back to check at this important time, when a figure blocking the way appeared in front of him.

The third uncle frowned, "Wen Tingzhi, what are you doing?"

In the darkness, Wen Tingzhi's figure slowly approached.

He had a blank expression on his face, and his eyes were a dangerous and eerie black that seemed to be able to absorb people's souls. The faint black aura floating around him made people feel depressed.

Wen Tingzhi's aura was cold, and his whole body exuded a rotten aura, as if he had become a different person.

The third uncle suddenly realized that something was wrong with Wen Tingzhi, and he timidly stepped back a few steps, "Wen Tingzhi, what's wrong with you?" "

Why don't you all agree that Jiujiu and I should be together?" Wen Tingzhi's voice was free of emotion. He was now like a puppet being driven by obsession, and had lost his usual rationality.

Wen Tingzhi approached step by step, "My parents are like this, and you are like this too. It's you who stopped me and Jiujiu from being together. If it weren't for you, Jiujiu and I would have lived a better life."

A chill crept up the back of the third uncle, and he said in disbelief: "Your father, and my wife...all those who died were done by you!"

Now that I think about it, these things are not without signs.

Wen Tingzhi's parents had long noticed the abnormal relationship between Wen Tingzhi and Wen Jiujiu. Wen Tingzhi was the eldest son and grandson of the Wen family who they had high hopes for. They would never allow Wen Tingzhi to be ruined by a Wen Jiujiu.

Before the eldest uncle died, he emphasized to Wen Tingzhi again that he was not allowed to get close to Wen Jiujiu.

And that night, the eldest uncle died so suddenly.

Wen Jiujiu's mother died because she changed her mind about Zhou Xu and supported Wen Jiujiu and Zhou Xu being together.

Wen Tingzhi's mother died because she frequently targeted Wen Jiujiu in a crazy state and made a fuss about the affairs between Wen Tingzhi and Wen Jiujiu.

And now, the third uncle was found by Wen Tingzhi because of what he said to Wen Jiujiu during the day.

The third uncle shouted in panic: "Wen Tingzhi, are you crazy!"

Wen Tingzhi did not answer, but kept approaching his target.

The third uncle also realized that Wen Tingzhi was now without thoughts, but was blindly driven by obsession to take his life.

He could even kill his own father, let alone an uncle he disliked?

The third uncle turned around and ran, but the black shadow quickly entangled his ankles and dragged him back, and he fell straight to the ground.

Looking back, Wen Tingzhi's body had also changed.

Hair grew on his exposed skin, his ears grew longer and pointed like an animal, his nails became sharper, and behind him, there was even a tail.

Wen Tingzhi was now half man, half beast, weird and absurd.

My third uncle shouted in horror: "You are a monster! Monster!"

Wen Tingzhi had inhuman strength, so it was no wonder that he could kill people one after another silently.

The sharp claws directly cut my third uncle's throat. He covered the bleeding wound, uttered a painful "hehe" sound from his throat, and finally lay on the ground, his eyes wide open.

The girl who ran over yelled: "Dad!"

Wen Jiujiu looked at the scene in front of her in pain. She looked up again, shocked and scared, "You killed my dad..."

Wen Tingzhi was unmoved. He just said calmly: "Jiujiu, no one can stop us anymore." Wen

Jiujiu saw Wen Tingzhi approaching her with blood on his body. She was frightened and stepped back, turned around and ran away in a hurry.

After turning a corner, she bumped into a passerby.

The man helped her and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Jiujiu saw that it was Zhou Xu. She seemed to have seen a savior she could rely on, "Zhou Xu! The murderer was my cousin. He killed my aunt and my dad. He looks so scary!"

Wen Tingzhi had already caught up.

Zhou Xu was also stunned when he saw Wen Tingzhi's look, but he quickly reacted and said: "Run!"

Wen Tingzhi's look was beyond human understanding. Although young people nowadays don't believe in these strange powers, the facts are already in front of them. If they don't run, they are fools.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, crying came from the main courtyard. It is not known whether these crying sounds were true or not. I am afraid that when Master Wen left, they also disturbed his peace.

Although Master Wen told Bai Yao that there was no need for him to see him off, when he left, Bai Yao still stood in Master Wen's room and watched him take his last breath.

The second aunt and uncle cried and murmured, "He died like this, what will happen to the inheritance?"

The second uncle cried for a while, and then whispered: "How should I know?"

Wen Xiaorou stood outside and shed a few tears sincerely. When she first came here, probably because he saw that she was timid, Second Master Wen told her the story of his wife.

His wife crossed half of the country to find him in this small place, and then they lived here for decades. This was a very courageous thing.

Second Master Wen once said that maybe he didn't have as strong courage as his wife.

"I'm not telling you this to give you the courage to pursue love like my wife. I just think that maybe you can be more courageous in other places."

Wen Xiaorou still remembered what the old man said to her. Now that the old man is gone, she feels that this sentence is clearer and more powerful.

At the moment when the old man passed away, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the remotest courtyard, and the fallen leaves flew, as if they were saying goodbye to the deceased.

The window was opened, and the night wind rushed in. The white of the man's long hair and the red of his robe seemed to be intertwined in the wind, warm and cold.

The white silk fell to the ground, stained with dust.

He opened his brown eyes, shining like stars, clear and transparent, and his slender white hands caught a fallen locust flower.

After many years, seeing the bright moon, the night, and the color of the locust flowers again, these things seemed to be no different from before.

He was just a little melancholy for a while, because the child who would follow him to climb trees to get bird eggs and go to the river to catch fish was really gone.

But soon, his mood improved again.

"Yaoyao!"

He shouted happily, pushed the door open, and stepped briskly on the locust flowers that fell on the ground, as if running on the clouds.

When he passed the center of the yard, his footsteps stopped.

There was a dry well in the yard, and a stone slab covered the dry well. Over the years, this place was submerged in dead leaves and was inconspicuous.

But now, the stone slab has been put down, and the dead leaves are gone.

There is a rope tied to the dry well. Not long ago, perhaps someone took something out of it.

He turned around as if he had sensed something, walked back, and pushed open the door of the innermost room. The moment the door opened, the night wind blew in, and the wind chimes kept ringing.

The moonlight invaded and fell into the house, moving little by little, and finally fell into the inner room.

There was a strange corpse there.

It was obviously the body of a child, but someone had changed the head and hands and feet into animal limbs, forcibly turning a human child into the appearance of a beast, so the skeleton became particularly absurd.


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