House Management Chapter 4960: Don’t forget what you said

Zhang Yu and Leng Lingxue walked towards the Paolouzi. A dog followed Zhang Yu's feet and came to the big iron gate. Zhang Yu opened the lock and the two walked in.

Down the steps to the tomb, Zhang Yu used the fire gathering talisman to brighten the inside.

According to Leng Lingxue's statement, if you want to resolve the grievances here, you need to show sincerity, move the grievances here, and convince the grievances that Zhang Yu sincerely swears to help Lei Ge revenge. Knife.

Zhang Yu didn't directly look at the knife marks on the wall. He closed his eyes and felt everything here with his heart.

Soon, such a picture appeared in Zhang Yu's mind. Under the heavy fire and heavy smoke, Zhang Yu vaguely saw three figures. Immediately afterwards, there was a constant coughing, "Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." "Cough cough cough..." "Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."

After a while, a person fell down.

"Mom! Cough cough...cough cough cough... Mom, you wake up...you wake up...cough cough cough..." Another one followed and cried, this person cried and coughed, Soon there was no movement.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..." Just when the person was crying, the other person beside him also fell weakly. He just coughed a few more times, and there was no movement.

The picture in Zhang Yu's mind disappeared, but it is strange to say that at this moment, he seems to be able to hear the sound of coughing around the ear, "cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Zhang Yu clasped his fists with both hands, then fell to his knees, and solemnly said: "Senior Liu is on the top, and Zhang Yu, who is not in charge of the younger generation, is down. I will bow to you here."

The so-called deceased is the big one. Liu Gongyan is a senior. He has also learned part of his family's magic and eight swords. It is normal to worship.

Zhang Yu immediately worshipped three times, and then said: "As far as the younger generation knows, the senior family was killed by the rebel Lei Ge, but it is difficult to confirm. If the senior has a spirit in the spring, this resentment will be transformed by the senior's resentment. Please also be clear."

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Zhang Yu still closed his eyes. Although the previous scene has disappeared, there is still a faint coughing sound. This time, the cough suddenly became clear, and there was a vicissitudes of life and weakness in the cough.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yu immediately said: "Thank you for your advice, senior."

Following, he once again bowed his head three times, and then solemnly said: "The younger generation does not dare to say that he inherits the heavenly way, but he can't bear the miracle of the eight swords of the sky and the eight swords. The inheritance of the sword! The younger generation swears blood here, and will kill Lei Ge in the rest of his life, and sacrifice here to comfort the spirits of the predecessors of the Jiuquan!"

After saying that, Zhang Yu spread out his left hand, and his right hand showed a seven-star knife, but with a stroke on his palm, blood poured out directly.

He flipped his left palm, palm down, and the blood dripped to the ground with one drop.

After a while, Zhang Yu heard a vague voice again in his ear, "Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough... Eight swords... even if I let the heavenly eight swords be lost forever, I won't let you treacherous villains succeed..."

Zhang Yu did not make a sound, but still knelt on the ground, dripping the blood from his palm to the ground. After a while, the wound on his palm stopped dripping blood. Zhang Yu immediately cut the vein of his left wrist with a Seven-Star knife, allowing the blood to drip out again and drip onto the ground.

But then, he didn't hear any more voices, he could only feel the grievances around him starting to grow stronger. He closed his eyes and felt everything here with his heart and eyes, so he could clearly find that the strong resentment had completely enveloped him, but he had not attacked him yet.

As the blood dripped more and more, the grievance became stronger and stronger. Zhang Yu even had a feeling, as Leng Lingxue said earlier, if he suddenly stopped in the process of dripping blood, he would most likely be culled by grievances.

Of course, even if the current resentment here is strong, it can't cause him any harm. But Zhang Yu can be sure that as long as he drips out more blood, his grievance will increase. The more blood shed, the stronger the resentment, and eventually a dilemma will be formed. That is, when one's blood flows out to the maximum limit, if it is still recognized, and if one does not stop, he will die because of excessive blood loss. If it stops, due to excessive blood loss, the vitality is greatly damaged, and the resentment here has almost reached its peak. When the resentment is declining, the resentment will attack him again, and it will cost him his life. Seriously injured.

This may be a kind of gambling. The greater the investment in the gambling, the more difficult it is to turn over.

In?

Quit?

Perhaps even more of a struggle!

"The Way of Benevolence..." At this time, Zhang Yu once again swiped the position on the wrist just above the wound with the Seven Star Knife to make sure that the blood would not congeal. After he reversed his arm, this time he started to mutter incessantly.

This is the scripture in the seal of "Hongren Xingdao".

Even Zhang Yu himself didn't know why he suddenly thought of this at this time. His mouth was vigorous and he kept chanting.

As the blood dripped out, the surrounding grievances became stronger and stronger, but Zhang Yu, who was reciting the scriptures, seemed to have been unaware of the scriptures, and the whole person was trapped in the scriptures.

When he finished reciting the last sentence of the "Hongren Xingdao" scripture, he only felt that the surrounding grievances disappeared instantly.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." The coughing sound resounded next to Zhang Yu's auricle again, and the vicissitudes and powerless voice came again, "So you are a man of great morals. , I believe you, don’t forget what you said..."

The voice settled, and Zhang Yu unexpectedly discovered that everything around him was different from when he came before. There is no slightest resentment here, even the original coldness has disappeared, and there is even a warm feeling.

This warmth, especially heavy, makes people feel warm.

"You moved him." Suddenly, Leng Lingxue's voice sounded.

Zhang Yu opened his eyes and said, "Yes, what he said let me not forget what I said..."

"Your sincerity and your virtues can really make people feel warm. However, it is the woman's side..." Leng Lingxue said this, and did not continue.

Zhang Yu was embarrassed and licked his face quickly and said, "I am sincere in this respect."

"Nonsense! If you are not sincere, who will take care of you. You are too sincere..." Leng Lingxue said, and couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu knelt on the spot, shrugged his shoulders, and quickly said: "You are the last one, you won't be anymore..."

"What about Bao Jiayin?" Leng Lingxue asked immediately.

"She seems to be before you..." Zhang Yu said with an old face.

"So you two really..." Leng Lingxue raised her angry voice when she heard the words, and subconsciously raised her leg and kicked towards Zhang Yu's back shoulder.