Unremarkable grandfather

"Second Grandpa, my Zhao family is no longer suitable for development in Fanyun Town. From today onwards, I will move to Dadi Village."

His voice was so loud that all the onlookers in the distance heard it, and their expressions were different.

"It's the Patriarch. I will personally take charge of this matter, and I will definitely not disappoint the Patriarch's trust."

For this matter, no one else makes sense.

After this time, Zhao Xie had no face to go back to Zhao's house.

And the Zhao family will also become the butt of jokes in everyone's chats, and they will also be ashamed to stay in Fanyun Town.

It's better to leave, out of sight, out of mind.

……

Zhao Xie walked out of everyone's sight with his seriously injured body on his back, and couldn't hold on any longer. He sat down on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Patriarch, how are you?" Zhao Li stretched out his hand to help, but was slapped open.

"What are you doing here, do you want to see me make a joke?" Zhao Xie gave him a cold look, and said lightly, looking very cold.

"Patriarch!" Zhao Li lowered his head, turned and walked aside, and sat down silently.

Zhao Shih snorted coldly, took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his bosom, took out a spar the size of a quail egg from it, held it in his palm and began to heal his wounds.

A trace of spiritual energy escaped from the fingers.

Sensing the changes in the surrounding aura, Zhao Li looked up, "It's a spirit stone, it's actually a spirit stone!"

His eyes naturally fell on the small cloth bag next to Zhao Shirt, which was bulging, at least four or five bags left, and a trace of fire flashed in his eyes.

Most low-level monks barter for things, and rarely see spirit stones.

Not to mention Fanyun Town, even in the cultivation villages and towns within a radius of several million kilometers, those who can afford Lingshi cultivation are all the heads and important members of first- and second-rank families.

It's rare for a member of an unqualified family like the Zhao family to see it once in a few years, let alone use it.

"If I can get these spirit stones, my cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and my progress will not be worse than that of Zhao Chui!" Zhao Li clenched his fists and thought to himself.

Soon, he stood up and took a few steps forward.

Zhao Xie, who was recovering from his wounds, noticed the movement, opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at it.

Immediately, he let out a disdainful cold snort.

Zhao Li's footsteps stopped, and his heart began to retreat.

However, the other party's cold snort made the anger in his heart explode completely.

"Old man, you are already ashamed enough to look down on me, why?"

"I followed at the risk of offending the entire Zhao family, but you actually look at me like garbage."

"Today, I want to let you know that I, Zhao Li, am not your servant who comes and goes when you call it."

The fierceness in Zhao Li's eyes flashed away, he drew out the long sword at his waist, and stabbed with it.

Zhao Shiben was seriously injured and was a little slow.

By the time he reacted, the long sword had already arrived in front of him.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Xie's eyes widened, he opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of true energy, hitting the long sword.

With a clang sound, the long sword vibrated slightly, was slightly deflected by the impact, brushed past the ear, and cut off half of the left ear.

"Dog, the old man is going to kill you!" Zhao Shirt's eyes were burning with anger, and he raised his hand and slapped it.

Zhao Li saw that the sneak attack failed, and the expression on his face became even more ferocious, "Old man, I'm not that good-for-nothing Zhao Chui, who is soft-hearted towards the enemy."

The long sword in his hand trembled again, and cut across.

There was another clang, and Zhao Xie slapped the sword with his palm.

The zhenqi exploded, and the violent thrust made him fall backwards, and the back of his head hit a small hard rock directly.

The severe pain and dizziness made him grunt, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again.

The zhenqi in the body was like a wild horse running wild, tearing apart several meridians in an instant, causing more injuries.

Zhao Li also withdrew his hand after being shocked, the long sword hummed and trembled, his entire arm was numb, he lost consciousness, and his eyes showed horror.

He didn't expect that a monk at the seventh level of the Qi Entraining Realm would be so terrifying, and he could hardly bear it with just a random slap.

Now that he has made a move, he will not regret it. Almost at the same time, he raised his hand and took out a talisman from his bosom.

Gently rub and toss.

The talisman ignited spontaneously and turned into a ball in mid-air, a fireball with a diameter of two feet, like a meteorite, smashed towards Zhao Xie.

"Evil!" Zhao Xie was dizzy from the pain, with tears, snot and blood running down his nose.

However, he was at the end of his strength and could only watch the fireball fall unwillingly...

With a bang, Zhao Xie's whole body was blown to pieces, and his flesh and blood flew all over the place.

"Hahaha, old man, you have today!"

Zhao Li laughed heartily, stretched out his hand to pick up the small cloth bag, found a dropped spirit stone, and put it in the bag.

"Are you happy?" An old voice with a half-smile sounded from behind.

"Of course..." Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Li came to his senses and turned around abruptly.

Ten feet behind him, there is an old man with a wretched appearance floating around, with strands of black energy wrapped around him, which is very strange.

"You... who are you?" Zhao Li took a few steps back and quietly hid the pouch containing the spirit stones in his sleeve.

"The person who killed you!" As he said, the old ghost's figure flickered, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and came to him in an instant.

"No...you can't kill me, I'm still useful."

"No, you're useless." The old ghost said sinisterly, and then his dark body merged into Zhao Li's body.

The flesh of the latter is quickly dry-stirred at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a moment of effort, it exploded directly, turning into countless dust, which drifted away with the wind.

The figure of the old man Gui condensed again, a little more solid than before.

His eyes were dark, like an abyss, scanning the surroundings.

Immediately, with a faint smile, he raised his hand and grabbed it.

A cloud of black mist was caught in his hands, and the figure of an old man was faintly visible, which was Zhao Xie's soul.

Just when he was about to stuff the soul into his mouth, Lin Qin's voice came.

"Don't swallow it, his soul is haunted by bad luck. If you swallow it, it is very likely to pass it on to yourself."

Lin Qin was not sure that this kind of thing would happen, but he still reminded him.

The bad luck will last for a month. Although it is not fatal, it will suffer a lot. You can understand what happened to Zhao Xie before.

The old ghost shuddered, thought for a while, but still didn't dare to eat it.

With a light pinch of the palm, Zhao Xie's soul was crushed, and it disappeared instantly.

"It's a pity, what a tonic!"

At the same time, he admired the lord's methods in his heart. He actually blessed Zhao Shi with the curse of bad luck without him even noticing it.

"My lord, you really have the unfathomable powers of gods and ghosts!" The old ghost sighed, looking up at the sky devoutly.

"Ghost old man, how did you do it?" Lin Qin's voice came again.

"What?" The ghost old man was stunned and asked back.

"Put flattering openly, and pretend that I can't hear."

The old ghost smiled awkwardly, his figure flickered, and it turned into a black air, rolled up the bag of spirit stones that fell on the ground, and shot up into the sky.

Unremarkable grandfather