Chapter 32 Don’t mess with me!

Wang Qiu held the peach wood sword and smiled freely, feeling proud that he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk.

Chen Wang looked at it for a moment, then stepped back.
Seeing everyone talking about it, Chen Wang just sighed quietly.
"This world is a son of a bitch."

He dug out a neatly cut piece of wood from under the bed, took a knife and started carving to calm his mind.

Wang Qiu's madness didn't last long. The next day, he was back to normal.

The only difference was that his dull eyes were now glowing again, and he looked extremely clean and radiant.
The next day, when Chen Wang saw him again, he could hardly believe it.
Wang Qiu changed into a new set of clothes, looked energetic and full of hope for life.
Chen Wang and Wang Qiu had no friendship, but when he saw the other party's change at this time, he thought: "Did he have some adventure?"

He originally thought that Wang Qiu was under too much pressure and had gone crazy.

Now it seems that his behavior is as if he had suddenly won the lottery, a poor man who suddenly became rich and couldn't control himself.

Two days passed like this.
When Chen Wang returned to the shantytown after selling the Wind-Controlling Talisman, he suddenly saw a large group of people gathered together and talking.
He moved closer and saw a dead body on the ground.
He was a young man who was dressed very neatly, with his hair combed meticulously and his beard shaved cleanly.

Now, he is dead.

"Wang Qiu!?"

Chen Wang was stunned.

People around him were talking about it, and he quickly figured out the reason.
Wang Qiu was hanged!

"Another hanged monk!"

Chen Wang frowned.

Previously, someone went to explore the tomb of Qinghe Zhenren, and was later found hanged in the room.

Now, Wang Qiu was hanged in the room!
Chen Wang suddenly felt a chill.
"Could it be that he has also been to the tomb of Master Qinghe? What on earth is in this tomb?"

Chen Wang suddenly thought of the foundation-building technique and foundation-building pill in his hand. This was probably what the young man got from the tomb of True Man Qinghe.

"Damn it!"

"There won't be any curse on it!"

Chen Wang's face suddenly turned cold. He looked at Wang Qiu, who was lying on the ground and had already died. After a moment, he retracted his gaze and walked towards his house.
Suddenly, he was stopped by someone.

Chen Wang turned around and saw a female cultivator with an oval face and a charming figure.

She was wearing a light yellow skirt, which was fitted at the waist, outlining her attractive figure.
It was Xu Yuan’s widow, Feng Lin.

Chen Wang said, "What do you want to talk to me about, sister?"

Feng Lin raised her delicate chin, pointed to the location of Wang Qiu's body, and whispered, "Did you just come from there?"

Chen Wang nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect Wang Qiu to hang himself."

Feng Lin lowered his voice and came closer: "It is said that something escaped from the tomb of Master Qinghe and is looking for a replacement."

Chen Wang was surprised and asked, "Is it so weird?"

He was startled.
The fragrance on Feng Lin's body was extremely strong, much stronger than the previous times, and it was a bit nauseating to smell at this distance.

Feng Lin sighed quietly: "Yes, I have also been to the tomb of Qinghe Zhenren. I wonder if I will be targeted."

Chen Wang said, "Sister, you are blessed by heaven. Besides, there are countless cultivators who have visited the tomb of Qinghe Zhenren during this period. Could it be that all of them died?"

Feng Lin smiled brightly when she heard this: "I knew that talking to you would make me feel much better. How about coming to my place tonight and have a drink with your sister?"

Here she comes again... Chen Wang politely declined: "It's not that I don't give my sister face, but drawing talismans during this period of time is too time-consuming. Let's do it another day, another day." This woman's temperament changed drastically before and after her husband's death, forcing Chen Wang to stay away from her.

But Feng Lin didn't intend to let him go so easily. She smiled and said, "Why, do you think it's unlucky that my husband died?"

Chen Wang shook his head and said in surprise: "What are you talking about? I definitely didn't mean that."

Feng Lin smiled and said, "That's it. It's not in vain that I drank with you."

As she spoke, she came closer, her body soft and plump.

You can feel the elasticity of this body as soon as you touch it.

Chen Wang took a step back imperceptibly and said with a smile, "Let's do it another day."

Seeing that he was so persistent, Feng Lin had no choice but to give up.

After Chen Wang returned to the room, he quietly looked out through the crack in the door.

His eyesight is now excellent.

It can be seen that Feng Lin paused, then walked towards another middle-aged monk.
This middle-aged monk was tall and strong, with a beard and bright eyes.
Feng Lin walked over and said something to the middle-aged monk.
The middle-aged monk's eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled.

When the two of them talked for a while and left, his hand still touched Feng Lin's plump buttocks quietly.
Feng Lin smiled and pushed him, and the middle-aged monk's smile widened.

Chen Wang was calm and watched this scene coldly.
"Feng Lin was not originally a fickle person, and even had a quick temper. Why did he become like this after Xu Yuan's death?"

Chen Wang withdrew his gaze, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

……

After nightfall, Chen Wang sat cross-legged in the room, practicing the Red Cloud Qi Refining Technique.

He absorbed the faint spiritual energy, circulated it through his body according to the Red Cloud Qi Refining Technique, and finally stored it in his sea of qi.

In the dead of night, the shantytown becomes even quieter.

Especially since Chen Wang lives in a relatively remote area with few people and only a few houses around.

Suddenly!

Chen Wang heard faint footsteps, the sound was very low.

The second-level Eagle Eye can improve vision, and the third-level Hell Sniper, although not specifically improving a certain function, can also improve physical fitness in an all-round way.

As a result, his hearing and vision are much better than those of ordinary people.

His ears moved and he heard the light footsteps.

"Who's still wandering around in the middle of the night?"

Chen Wang didn't think much about it, but when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he noticed the slight footsteps and felt they were very clear.
Sometimes it's like this, when you're thinking about something or doing something else, then you don't hear it.
But whenever I hear it, I always listen unconsciously.

The footsteps were extremely clear in the shantytown, and Chen Wang felt as if they were coming in his direction.
Chen Wang raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked to the door, quietly looking out.
There were no lights in the entire shantytown. The night was very dark, with only the hazy moonlight.
A figure walked slowly towards me, not very fast, and his movements were a little stiff.
Chen Wang's eyesight is excellent, but it will be affected to a certain extent after nightfall.
"Why does this person's figure look familiar?"

Chen Wang said softly.

At this moment, the moonlight was shining on this person's face.
Chen Wang's heart trembled, and he immediately felt a chill!

This figure is not someone else,

It was the dead Wang Qiu!
(End of this chapter)

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