There is a trick

Chapter 6 Ghost Treasure

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Ouch, ow, ow..."

“Hiss—Woo—”

The vicious and sinister sound of the dog barking still lingered in Zhou Chang's ears, but as Zhou Sanji carried him away and ran away, the barking sound lingering in his ears became a little farther away.

They have moved away from Li Xiamei.

But when Zhou Sanji carried him on his back and encountered the fenced yard again, Zhou Sanji seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He fell to the ground all of a sudden, and even Zhou Chang on his back was thrown out, sitting crookedly against a tree stump.

A rammed earth wall at the back of the fence faced the people present.

Zhou Chang and his companions went around from the front door of the fenced courtyard to the back of the house.

But the problem was that Zhou Chang had carefully observed the whole journey. They were clearly walking in a straight line and should have been getting farther and farther away from Li Xiamei's "home", but now they were going around to the back of the fence - this situation itself was abnormal.

"Hu-hu-"

Zhou Sanji was breathing heavily and his face turned purple.

The light from the lantern that was lying not far away was flickering, making him and Sun Yanshun look even more panicked.

"I can't run anymore, I can't run anymore!" Zhou Sanji shook his head repeatedly, but when he raised his eyes and saw Zhou Chang leaning against a tree stump opposite him, there was a struggle in his eyes. He supported himself with his hands, got up, and walked towards Zhou Chang.

Sun Yanshun's face was filled with horror, and he looked around anxiously.

Seeing Zhou Sanji walking towards Zhou Chang, the man with the goatee suddenly fixed his eyes on the grandfather and grandson, his face was extremely distorted and hideous because of excessive fear: "Think of a way, Lao Duangong!
Running like this is not a solution!
As long as we are still alive and can move and run, Li Xiamei can smell the scent of life on us and hear the sounds of our movements - even the sound of our breathing can be heard clearly!
It can find us easily, we can't outrun it!

Do you have any other ideas?!"

Zhou Chang saw him talking while tightening his grip on the machete with a shiny silver blade and moving towards him, so he winked at Zhou Sanji, reminding him to be careful behind him.

Zhou Sanji understood Zhou Chang's expression and turned around suddenly.

He had already taken the magic short sword from his bag and pointed it at Sun Yanshun who was coming towards him!

"What are you planning to do with the knife?!" Zhou Sanjida glared, the paint on his face trembling with his facial muscles, making him look gloomy and scary. "If you hadn't disobeyed me, made a lot of noise and peed and farted along the way, polluting the gods, we would have gone back to our homes by now!

Now I haven't even started to settle accounts with you, and you're still pointing a knife at me?
What do you want to do? ! "

Sun Yanshun was stared at fiercely by Zhou Sanji, and the hint of ferocity that had just appeared on his face immediately weakened by three points.

He lowered the tip of the knife and apologized to Zhou Sanji with a smile: "I, I don't want to do anything... I have always held this knife in my hand, I didn't plan to do anything with it, I just wanted to ask you, old duanggong, do you have any other solution?
We are trying to escape now with our own two legs, but I am afraid it is impossible..."

"You lost the knife!" Zhou Sanji glared at Sun Yanshun.

Sun Yanshun hesitated: "It won't be any good if I use a knife to defend myself..."

Zhou Sanji's tone became more serious: "Throw away the knife! People like you saw Li Xiamei coming and ran away without warning. You watched your apprentice being killed. Who knows if you will harm us?!
Throw away the knife!"

Sun Yanshun was so embarrassed by Zhou Sanji's words that his expression became gloomy. He stared at Zhou Sanji for a moment with a tense face, then suddenly grinned and pretended to throw the machete in his hand not far away.

Zhou Sanji watched him drop the weapon in his hand and his expression relaxed a little.

But at this moment, Sun Yanshun suddenly lowered his body, rolled a few times on the ground, and suddenly switched positions with Zhou Sanji!

He rolled behind Zhou Sanji, put one hand around the neck of Zhou Chang who was leaning against the tree stump, picked up the machete on the ground with the other hand, and pressed the blade against Zhou Chang's neck!
Zhou Chang looked at the gleaming cold sword with a dark and unfathomable look in his eyes.

Zhou Sanji was furious, but when he saw Sun Yanshun holding a knife to his grandson's neck, he was afraid to act rashly.

The barking of dogs grew louder and closer.

It's unknown when Li Xiamei will appear again.

Sun Yanshun sneered, stared at Zhou Sanji, and said fiercely: "You have already invited Zhong Kui once before, can you try to invite other gods to help us pass this level?"

Zhou Sanji glanced at the other person coldly and sneered, "Do you want me to die?!

Don't bother with two things!
If I go to ask for help from other gods now, I don’t know if I can get them. Even if I do, if they see that I still have the scent of Master Zhong Kui on me, they will definitely kill me first!”

“But if you die, God will do something with your life!

Even though you are dead, Zhou Chang can live!
I will help you carry Zhou Chang out of here, as long as you invite the gods, I will definitely help you take Zhou Chang out safely - I swear on my life!" Sun Yanshun suddenly put three fingers together, pointing to the sky and swearing, "On the contrary, if you are unwilling to invite the gods, then watch your grandson die first!

No one can escape anyway, so I have to take someone with me before I die!
You are so old, you won't live much longer - can't you think more about Ah Chang and let him live longer? !

Don't try to buy time. I will count to three. Every time I count, I will cut Ah Chang's body and let him bleed. After three counts, you don't even have to think about it, because Ah Chang must be dead by then!" Zhou Sanji's body was shaking and his face was struggling. He clenched and unclenched his fists hidden in his sleeves. Under the pressure of Sun Yanshun's words and the high pressure of the dog barking in his ears, he suddenly cursed: "Fuck you, you immortal board!"
If it weren't for you - if it weren't for you grave diggers, I would have carried Ah Chang back home by now!

The 'Old Feng Family' was guarding the ghost secret treasure. You tomb robbers must have come and dug up the ghost secret treasure guarded by Li Xiamei, which woke it up! This is why this disaster happened!
Fuck your mother!
Now that you've caused trouble and can't solve it, you come to threaten me, and you want me to use my life to get you out?!"

Amid Zhou Sanji's roars and scolding, Sun Yanshun was surprisingly calm.

He sneered and said, "Don't you see? The shovels and picks my apprentice and I brought didn't contain any new soil!

I hadn't even divided the gold and chosen the burial site when it suddenly became dark. I hadn't even put down my Luoyang shovel - a black wind started blowing over the mass grave!

We are indeed here to dig up graves and steal treasures, but we are not crazy enough to steal the secret treasure guarded by Old Feng's family!
In this mass grave, you are the only one who dug out something - you dug out Ah Chang. Ah Chang, I have long said that he looks different from before, as if he has been reborn!

He - maybe he is the ghost secret treasure guarded by Lao Feng's family! "

"Bullshit!" Zhou Sanji cursed Sun Yanshun again.

However, when he met Sun Yanshun's sinister eyes, the curses got stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter another word.

He recalled the scene when he had dug Ah Chang out of the mass grave...

With one shovelful of water, the sky began to darken...

When Ah Chang's coffin was dug out, a dark wind blew in all directions...

Ah Chang has indeed become different from before...

All this made it impossible for him to refute Sun Yanshun's words.

"Why don't you continue talking? I was right, wasn't I?" Sun Yanshun sneered, the broadsword against Zhou Chang's neck trembling slightly, "He is the treasure guarded by the old Feng family. You also said that your Ah Chang was targeted by a ghost. Maybe the ghost that targeted him is specifically trying to lure you to bury Ah Chang here, let him die, and turn him into a 'ghost treasure'!
It’s not easy for him to be alive now!
It's not easy to survive, you don't want him to be taken away by Li Xiamei and locked in a coffin again, do you?

——Do you want to ask God for help or not?

Do you want to ask God for help? "

Under Sun Yanshun's coercion, Zhou Sanji's remaining persistence was already shaky. His Adam's apple rolled, and he was already thinking of nodding and agreeing to Sun Yanshun's plan.

This youngest grandson is no longer the same as his uncle Chang.

But at least the other party still has A Chang's physical body and still recognizes him as his grandfather.

Then he is willing to sacrifice his own life to save his grandson!
"I..." Zhou Sanji opened his mouth and only said one word.

Seeing that Zhou Sanji was about to nod in agreement, Sun Yanshun's heart was pounding when he suddenly felt the machete in his hand stop shaking and a huge force came from the blade - 'A Chang', who he had held hostage and had been unable to move as if paralyzed, now had a pale face, stretched out a hand, and bit the machete against his neck with his tiger's mouth.

Clusters of transparent, whitish silk threads were wrapped around Zhou Chang's palm as he grasped the blade of the machete. Although the threads were weak, they could not be cut through by the iron knife at his neck!

He grasped the blade with one hand and pulled it suddenly with force - Sun Yanshun, who was holding him hostage and grabbing the handle of the knife from behind, was dragged directly in front of Zhou Chang!

He stretched out his hand to grab the knife from Zhou Chang's hand, but Zhou Chang turned his hand and chopped him on the arm!
Blood immediately flowed from Sun Yanshun's arm!

Zhou Chang looked down at Sun Yanshun lying on the ground with his pale face. He raised his knife and stepped on Sun Yanshun's chest.

The blade of the machete, sharpened to a silvery shine, was pressed against the side of Sun Yanshun's neck.

"Grandpa, I suddenly thought of a way that neither of us would die.

But this old man has to make some sacrifices - he is so old, he won't live for much longer, he should sacrifice himself to give the young people a chance to live..." Zhou Chang said.

Zhou Sanji looked at Zhou Chang who was standing in front of him, but his first focus was not on the method Zhou Chang mentioned. He was full of surprise, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were crowded: "You, you can move?!"

"Yes."

Zhou Chang nodded, and did not relax the knife against Sun Yanshun's neck.

After he put on the transparent, whitish clothes in his mind, he gained the ability to control this body with his consciousness.

He had kept silent before this, and even when he saw that Zhou Sanji was having more and more trouble carrying him, he remained indifferent, just for the purpose of suddenly taking action.

When everyone thinks that he cannot move and is just an object to be slaughtered, he suddenly takes action and can produce unexpected results.

Especially - every silk thread that made up this transparent dress affected Zhou Chang's thoughts, and his energy was greatly consumed. For a moment, he felt that he could not hold on for long.

If he had used this method earlier, he might have been exhausted and confused by now, becoming a fish on the chopping board.

Therefore, this method can only be used as a killing move for him now.

(End of this chapter)