When I opened my eyes, I found nothing around me.

It's just the wrinkled sheets, still leaving faint traces of lingering.

When I think about it for a moment, my face becomes hot.

What a beast I am!

Not even the animals are spared!

Qianye Cangjue is a snake!

Holding my sore waist, I hurriedly put on my clothes.

Looking at the bright red flower on the sheet, I quickly picked it up and put it into the basin.

While I was scrubbing vigorously, there was a rapid knock on the door outside.

When I opened it, I saw that it was Xiao Wu who was haunted by a weasel last time.

Xiao Wu was panting and wearing an undershirt.

On his feet, there was only one shoe left.

"Where's the half-immortal?" Xiao Wu asked hurriedly.

"I am here!"

Before I could speak, the door to the east wing suddenly opened with a creak.

"Uncle Wang is dead!"

Xiao Wu stamped his shoeless foot and said with a sad face.

When we rushed to Xingzhuang, we found that the door of Uncle Wang's house was crowded with people.

As soon as people saw grandma, they all gave way.

At the same time, I saw Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang tilted his head and fell under the crooked locust tree in the courtyard.

The branches of the tree were very short, so short that Uncle Wang's knees could just kneel on the ground.

Uncle Wang's eyes widened, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc.

One hand was clenched into a fist and drooped at his side.

The other one stretched out stiffly, with its index finger pointing somewhere.

"Old Banxian'er! Uncle Wang...is Uncle Wang still saved?" Xiao Wu said with a cry.

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Chapter completed!