Chapter 10 Cry! Cry!

Lin Qingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Wang family courtyard in the distance, which was wrapped in the Yin Qi.

His eyes passed through the Yin Qi and saw the fighting night watchman and Wang Qiang's resentful spirit.

This was the first time he saw the night watchman fighting with the weirdness. It looked like that! Not as good as his own snap of the finger.

Lin Qingzhi turned his head to look at his son who was standing next to him. He moved his hand gently, and Lin Fan's eyes slowly closed, and then his body softened and fell down. He stretched out his hand and Lin Fan's body lay horizontally and floated in the air.

Lin Qingzhi stretched out his hand and pushed, and Lin Fan's body slowly floated back into the room.

Then he lay quietly on the bed.

Lin Fan was still young. Although Lin Qingzhi believed that he would not be frightened by the weirdness, it was better to wait until he was older to experience these things.

After Lin Qingzhi sent Lin Fan back to the room, he turned his sight back to the courtyard of Wang's family.

At the same time.

In the courtyard of Wang's family.

The battle between the evil ghost and the night watchman Qian Yi continued.

Qian Yi had wounds on his body, and the wounds on his body were filled with Yin Qi. His chest was heaving violently and he was gasping for breath. Even though he was seriously injured, Qian Yi still protected the village chief and the other two.

He did not let the two receive any harm.

In the sky opposite, Wang Qiang was no longer just a head floating in the air.

The floating head had been reconnected to the body, but the body was in tatters, and bite marks could be seen everywhere.

"Dad, you can't kill anymore, go! Go! Mom... That woman has been punished, don't go on like this..." The dog, who had been held in the arms of the village chief, suddenly raised his head and said.

"Die... Die..."

Wang Qiang's resentful soul ignored his son's words, and the red light in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

"Shua..."

The nails of both hands were as cold as swords. Wang Qiang approached the two people. The yin energy wrapped around his hands appeared with small heads, making a shrill wail, which made people terrified after hearing it.

"Get out of the way..."

Qian Yi suddenly stepped in front of the two people, and the long knife in his hand cut through the gray fog, and slashed towards Wang Qiang's nails with a faint blood.

"Dangdangdang..."

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sparks illuminated the surroundings brightly.

Qian Yi was seriously injured, and he was already exhausted. He could not stop Wang Qiang's attack at all. He was forced to retreat step by step.

"My Lord..." Lin Yuan shouted anxiously.

Qian Yi did not speak. He did not expect that he might die here tonight.

A green light suddenly flashed in front of Qian Yi's eyes. Qian Yi felt a cold chill approaching his throat. Qian Yi was shocked. The shadow of death had already enveloped him.

At this moment.

A golden light suddenly approached quickly from a distance.

"Boom..."

Until there was an explosion, Qian Yi did not feel any pain in his throat, and he looked up quickly.

I saw that Wang Qiang's resentful soul was being haunted by a mysterious word. It was a golden word, full of sacred breath. As the golden word emerged, a stream of gray resentment emerged from his body.

Then it was burned out by the golden light, and wisps of white smoke dissipated.

"Ah~~"

A painful wail came out of Wang Qiang's mouth.

At the same time, Wang Qiang's red pupils began to become fainter and fainter, and reason began to return to Wang Qiang.

"Xiaolu, Xiaolu..." Wang Qiang's painful wail began to disappear, he looked down at the dog in Lin Yuan's arms, and called gently.

"Dad..."

Hearing the familiar call, Wang Lu immediately became excited.

"Xiao Lu... My poor dog..." Wang Qiang fell in pain, and the golden words on his body had disappeared, leaving only Wang Qiang's slightly transparent soul.

"Daddy..."

Wang Lu stretched out his little hand towards the place where the voice came from.

Seeing this, Wang Qiang quickly stretched out his hand to respond, but his big hand could only pass through the little hand. Wang Qiang was slightly startled, and the painful look on his face became more intense.

Seeing this, Qian Yi slowly stretched out his big hand, and then gently held the little hand.

Looking at his son's happy smile, Wang Qiang turned his head and looked at Qian Yi gratefully.

Qian Yi nodded, as a response to Wang Qiang.

"Daddy, go! I will take care of myself, go! I will remember Daddy, I have a good daddy..." Wang Lu let go of Qian Yi's hand and said in a low voice.

"Xiaolu is so good, Daddy will watch over Xiaolu, you must be strong..."

"Yeah yeah..."

At some point, the two of them, one big and one small, had tears on their faces.

The gray fog had dissipated, and the moon had already come out, hanging high in the night sky. The pale moonlight fell, covering the earth with a layer of white gauze.

Wang Qiang turned his head to look at Lin Yuan, knelt on the ground, and then slowly said: "Village chief, I beg you for a favor, can you help me take care of Xiaolu?"

"Hey! Fishing King, get up! I will help you take care of this little guy, no one in the village will bully him, and I will find him a job to make a living in the future, so that he can live well."

Lin Yuan sighed and nodded.

"Thank you, thank you, village chief..."

"Dong Dong Dong..."

Wang Qiang kowtowed to the village chief on the ground, then stood up and reached out to touch Wang Lu's head. Although his hand still went straight through his son's body, he was satisfied.

"Xiao Lu, remember to listen to the village chief's words in the future. When your father is gone, you should be strong. When you grow up, don't forget to be filial to the village chief."

"Dad, I know..."

Wang Lu nodded his head. Although he couldn't see with his eyes, his face was firm.

"My Lord, village chief, I'm leaving. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you..." Wang Qiang glanced at the two of them, and his body began to become illusory. His eyes looked straight at his child, full of reluctance.

Not long after, Wang Qiang's entire soul dissipated in the night sky.

Looking straight at the night sky, after a long time, Wang Lu finally spoke: "Grandpa Village Chief, is my daddy going to leave?"

"Yes, he is leaving..." Lin Yuan nodded and replied, patting the child's head with some pity.

"Wuwuwu... Daddy..."

The crying that had been suppressed for a long time sounded at this moment, and the crying was full of pain and reluctance.

"Cry! Cry! You will feel better if you cry..." The village chief had tears in his eyes, and gently patted the child's back to comfort him.

"Village Chief, I will have no relatives in the future... Wuwuwu..."