"Won't."

"Are they going to regret it?"

"Don't worry, it really won't happen." Wu Xiaode said meaningfully.

Give them another hour.

Within an hour, if those gangsters can figure out the twists and turns here and respectfully return the money, I will spare their lives.

Wu Xiaode was about to speak when he suddenly saw the Book of the Dead opened, revealing two lines of small ice crystal characters:

"It's one thing to help Qian Mingkui awaken his soul power, and it's another thing to help his martial arts school deal with gangsters. You have received another appreciation from the spirit of the founder of the school."

"The spirit of the ancestor is coming soon."

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode only felt that he was about to lose the feeling of his body.

"It's this familiar feeling again..."

He groaned and completely lost control of his body.

soon.

His whole personality changed.

Although he was still standing where he was, there was an indescribable gloominess about him.

"Boy, you are very good. I originally planned to teach you a set of plum blossom pile skills, but now it seems that the thank you gift is not enough."

When Wu Xiaode spoke, his tone completely changed.

If before, his words were filled with the unique vigor of a young man and the vigilance of an orphan, now his voice is filled with coldness and vicissitudes of life.

——It was like another person had entered his body and was speaking with his mouth.

"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, just tell me." Wu Xiaode responded with his thoughts.

"I want to discuss with you. Qian Mingkui is facing the twelve o'clock midnight incident for the first time. You should not interfere." The ancestor spirit said.

"I originally wanted to take care of him, but since you said so, I have no objection."

Wu Xiaode hesitated for a moment, then reminded: "It's very dangerous to enter for the first time. You really don't want me to help him?"

"Our sect has quite a lot of merit. As long as he takes up the path, he will be blessed by God. Boy, you don't have to worry."

God will bless you...

So confident?

"Okay, I have no objection." Wu Xiaode said.

The ancestor spirit changed his words and said again: "But from now on you can take care of each other - are you willing to take care of him?"

"Okay." Wu Xiaode agreed happily.

"So simple?"

"He's a nice guy, he suits my temperament, and I just need help."

"In that case, whatever, I'll pass that on to you."

Wu Xiaode watched helplessly as he walked step by step to the weapons rack and pulled out a long knife.

"Boy, you helped him awaken his innate power, drove away the gangsters, and promised me something."

"I will teach you a set of sword skills."

"This set of sword techniques only has two moves in total. They were taught by gods in the past. They are extremely powerful and should not be used lightly unless there is a great opportunity. Do you think - huh?"

He was talking to himself when he suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky.

The sky was filled with heavy lead clouds.

Rain is coming.

Everything is as quiet as silence.

The corners of Wu Xiaode's mouth were slightly raised, his expression was full of sarcasm, and he said coldly:

"Hide your head and show your tail."

He strode into the main hall of the martial arts hall, jumped onto the altar of the ancestor enshrined in the center, and reached out to grab a wooden knife beside the statue.

This statue is of a long-haired man wearing a hat, riding a horse, with a knife at his waist and a spear tied to his back.

"Hey! Brother Xiao Wu, that's an old antique. Please go slow and don't damage it. It's disrespectful to the ancestor." Qian Mingkui shouted from a distance.

Wu Xiaode glanced over with cold eyes and hummed: "Children of the Qian family, practice your kung fu and don't worry about anything else."

He reached out and rubbed the wooden knife, and the wood was immediately rubbed open, revealing a sharp long knife.

"Is there a knife hidden in this statue?" Qian Mingkui asked with wide eyes.

"It's just a spare weapon, not a treasured sword."

Wu Xiaode took the knife, jumped down from the altar, swept out of the courtyard, and stood on the martial arts training field.

wind.

The cold wind is picking up.

There was continuous thunder in the sky.

"Boy, have you ever offended anyone?" Zu Ling asked.

"Someone kill me."

"Then what?"

"I walked around the gate of hell and came back again." Wu Xiaode said.

"Huh, no wonder you awakened the ability of the undead - fortunately, I can possess you and help you." Zu Ling said.

Wu Xiaode said: "What do you mean..."

"They're coming!"
Chapter completed!