After hearing the Taoist priest's words, Wuliangzi frowned and asked back:

"How do you know that the group of Black Mountain Wolf Generals will definitely come to help that kid?!"

The Taoist priest said immediately:

"We would rather believe that there is than that there is nothing. We can't afford to bet on this."

"Damn!" Wuliangzi cursed, staring at me with a pair of cruel and vicious eyes. After weighing for a while, he put away the whisk in his hand.

"Boy, you're lucky today! Let's go!" Wuliangzi said and kicked my abdomen again, which made my eyes turn black.

When I recovered, Wuliangzi and the Taoist priest had already left with the seven-star life-sustaining lamp. Only the village chief Wang Daming and his two nephews were left in the yard.

"Wang Cheng, you probably don't know yet. Your master will not come back. Without your master as your backer, I will torture you and your father to death sooner or later. Now that's the beginning, let's take your time."

Wang Daming said, spitting a mouthful of saliva on me, and then walked towards my grandfather:

"This old man is crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, Zuosi, look for the fourth one, but you don't see it. This is the retribution that hinders our village from getting rich! I'll come to you again tomorrow, this crazy old man, and have fun!" Wang Daming said, stretching out his legs and kicking my grandfather, then he took the two nephews away.

When the three of them walked out of the yard, I could still hear the gloating words of the village chief Wang Daming coming in:

"Today is such a good day, it's just a double happiness! The meddling potter died outside, and Qimeng's son was also scattered. You have to celebrate when you go back!"

Something happened to my master Jiuyan?!

It is impossible. Master is so powerful and meticulous, so there will be no accident.

But if something had happened to my master, they would never dare to come to him. Could it be that Master really encountered something unexpected?

An extremely unknown premonition suddenly surged into my heart.

At this moment, my grandfather, who was sitting on a rattan chair, suddenly opened his mouth and sang a folk song he used to sing when he was working in the fields:

"A horse is flat under Helan Mountain, flowers bloom again, the wind blows by and yellow leaves, and the old boy, it can't see the edge of this road, and I can't walk. I listen to the geese singing and singing, and then sing outside Xiguan. Hey, hey,...y, hey,...y,...y,..."

Grandpa walked towards me while singing folk songs. He walked up to me, stopped, and stopped singing. He looked at my eyes, and tears shone from time to time.

"Grandpa, you...you recognize me?" I asked excitedly, grandpa he finally woke up!

Grandpa shook his head, raised his arms and rubbed his eyes with his hands. It should be that there was sand in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, all the expectations in my heart disappeared.

"Grandpa, I'll help you blow your eyes." I said, covering my stomach and climbing up from the ground. The severe pain from my stomach made me unable to help but reach out to support my grandpa.

Grandpa was startled when he saw my hand grabbing his arm. He shouted and pushed me away with force.

I fell to the ground again, and the pain from the wound kept pulling my nerves. I lowered my head and lifted my clothes up. The red blood stains were soaked in the bandage.

With so much blood coming out, the wound should have been torn again.

Sitting on the ground, looking up at my grandfather, I looked at my vigilant look, and my heart felt like I had been knocked over by five flavor bottles, which was not feeling bad.

The sky gradually darkened, the gray sky exuded a gloomy atmosphere, and the air was filled with a feeling of depression, which almost made me breathless.

Grandpa pointed at me with his finger, and kept muttering something.

Seeing my grandfather now, I felt indescribable frustration and heartache. My grandfather, who loved me since childhood, now can't even call my name.

Looking back, I saw the porcelain pieces scattered under the wall. The porcelain jar with my sister Qi Meng's wronged soul was broken by Wu Quanzi, and my sister was also scattered.

"I'm sorry, sister, I'm sorry, it's because I don't have the ability to protect you and grandpa, I'm sorry..." I stood up, walked to the wall, leaned down, and picked up the porcelain pieces on the ground one by one.

Looking at the porcelain pieces in my hand, I remembered the words my sister said to me before:

"Chengzi, my sister is very happy and satisfied. I have never regretted my decision. Being able to have such an obedient and smart brother as my brother is a blessing my sister has cultivated in her previous life."

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I couldn't protect you." I looked at the porcelain pieces in my hand, and sometimes I had to admit that I was so useless and so vulnerable.

明明头脑是那么清晰,却不知为何在此时嗡嗡作响,分不清自己是否清醒着.

I picked up all the porcelain pieces on the ground and put them into another porcelain jar. I still had the last bit of expectation in my heart, which was the chopstick mark on my arm.

This mark is proof that my sister Qimeng and I have made a contract. As long as this mark is still there, my sister Qimeng’s wronged soul will not be dispersed.

Seal the porcelain jar and put it in the room. I plan to first treat the wound on my lower abdomen, tear the bandage and pour it on Yunnan Baiyao to stop the bleeding, and then bandage the wound with a strip of scalded cloth with boiling water.

Sitting on the kang, I never dared to look at my right arm.

Because I was afraid, I was afraid that this only expectation would be shattered.

What should I face is always to face. Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and slowly raised my right arm...

When I saw the bright red chopstick mark on the inside of my arm, I jumped off the kang in an instant.

"Sister, you are still here, you are not leaving yet!!" The feeling of falling to the bottom of the valley and flying out of the sky made me feel like I was dreaming. I pinched my arm hard and looked at the mark again.

The red chopstick mark on the arm disappeared strangely!

After a few seconds of being stunned, I pinched it again, but there was still nothing on my arm.

Could it be that my sister Qimeng’s wronged soul has really disappeared?

My sister, she has left me?

No, no, my sister won’t leave. I closed my eyes and told myself in my heart: All this is a dream, all fake. Wuliangzi and others have never come to my house, and my sister has never left me.

Opening my eyes, the cruel reality is like a bone-clearing knife. It penetrated into my body, separating my bones and flesh little by little, and the feeling of pain in my heart kept reminding me that these are facts, not dreams.

"Sister..." I looked at my right arm and continued:

"I don't know when I found myself falling in love with you unknowingly. Although I know very clearly that you are my sister, I still can't help but hide you in my heart. I think of you all the time, and I have never told you this. But, you don't know, how excited and happy I was when I heard you talk to me last time? Sister, I love you, I really love you very much, okay, don't leave me, okay?"

I just finished saying these words hidden deep in my heart, and a scene that surprised me happened!

On my right arm, the red chopstick that had completely disappeared before slowly emerged again, and this time the color of the mark was darker than before.

Looking at the red chopstick mark on my arm, I could no longer control my emotions, and tears couldn't help but flow.

My sister didn’t leave, she didn’t leave me, and was always by my side with me!
Chapter completed!