Zhou Shiqi's hair stood up instantly, and a pair of dog eyes stared straight at Mr. Wang... Behind him, there was a large group of dark purple mist.
The dark purple mist surged violently, as if it was going to swallow the old man whole.
But this purple mist was blocked by a burst of blood-colored arrogance emanating from the old man's body.
Even so, there will be small streams of mist rushing forward like moths to the flame, constantly fighting against the bloody arrogance.
Zhou Shiqi originally thought that Mr. Wang was just an ordinary bad old man, but the scene before him exposed under his titanium alloy dog eyes made him understand that this old man was not an ordinary person either.
Zhou Shiqi didn't know what was behind Mr. Wang?
Ghost?
Probably not. Zhou Shiqi has seen black and white impermanence and ghosts. As long as they are ghosts, they will have long been lured back to the underworld by them.
Moreover, this deep purple mist, let’s call it mist for now, is not quite the same as the gray ghost state.
Compared to the cold and ominous aura exuded by the ghost, this purple mist feels more evil and fierce.
Zhou Shiqi's hair exploded with sweat all over his body, and he had a strong and terrifying feeling.
It was as if this purple mist had a will of its own and was full of aggression.
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Zhou Shiqi's mind. Could this mist be the resentment left in the world after death?
This makes sense. All the ghosts in this world are taken to the underworld by ghosts, but resentment will not.
This resentment, which is a collection of various negative emotions before death, will only attach to the living person and will not dissipate unless the living person is consumed to death.
Zhou Shiqi was shocked. There must be too much resentment behind Mr. Wang!
When this person was young and strong, it was better for him to have strong yang energy. These grievances did not have much effect. When he gets old and his strength weakens, these grievances will explode.
Zhou Shiqi's eyes were deep, and he knew that even though Mr. Wang seemed to be a normal person, laughing and joking all day long, if he got seriously ill one day, he might be in a situation where he would be separated from life and death.
Although Zhou Shiqi did feel a little uncomfortable and a little angry about the fact that Mr. Wang kicked his ass, but after all, he was Wang Keer's biological grandfather, and he had also received bones and healed his injuries. He really couldn't just watch him.
Finished playing.
Zhou Shiqi felt that he should really think of a way to give Mr. Wang a warning. Should he go to a Taoist temple to find an old Taoist priest to perform rituals, or go to the temple to find an eminent monk to consecrate him.
As for letting Zhou Shiqi deal with these grievances himself, Zhou Shiqi threw this idea out of his mind as soon as it came up.
It's not that Zhou Shiqi cherishes feathers and refuses to help, but that he is a warrior-type profession with high blood pressure and high attack power. He is really powerless against this kind of thing that is immune to physical damage. He can't be hit at all!
When Mr. Wang saw the dog staring at him with a frightened expression, he didn't take it seriously. He just thought it was frightened by his own aura.
"Ke'er, take your dog back to your room first. I still have some things to deal with here." Mr. Wang said calmly.
At the same time, he shook his head at Mrs. Wang who was hesitant to speak. Mrs. Wang could only sigh softly.
When Wang Keer and Zhou Shiqi followed Mrs. Wang out of the house, Mr. Wang's face darkened. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
Soon, the call was connected.
"Hey, Jianjun? I have something to ask you." Mr. Wang's tone was a bit harsh.
The other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then said helplessly after a long while: "Dad, what's wrong? What do you want to ask?"
Mr. Wang thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Ke'er has a dog, and I don't know if it is a dog. Do you know about this?"
"I know this."
"This dog has joined that special department of the country and is currently working under the old turtle in Shanghai City." Wang Jianjun explained.
Mr. Wang's face twitched: "That old turtle? Haha, now there is a turtle and a dog, and Shanghai and Haihai have almost become a zoo!"
"By the way, what level of strength is this dog now?"
Wang Jianjun was silent for a while and then said: "Dad, these are all secrets and cannot be disclosed to the outside world."
"Shit! Don't fool me with those bullshit rules. I'm your father, and you have to say what I tell you." Mr. Wang said with a tigerish face.
Wang Jianjun was very powerless and said helplessly: "Fifth grade..."
"Fifth grade?!" Mr. Wang was shocked.
"To be precise, the comprehensive evaluation is based on the strength of the fifth level, and the strength of this dog can reach the highest level of the third level. It is entirely due to its other values that drag down the overall evaluation." Wang Jianjun continued.
"Well, the power of the third level!"
Mr. Wang murmured in a low voice, "Why the hell is this damn dog so fierce?"
It seems that I kicked its butt before, so it shouldn't hold a grudge, right?
Mr. Wang was almost breaking out in a cold sweat. He felt as if he had done something stupid. Why was he so angry that he was arguing with a dog?
I had to make extra meals in the evening and buy two more big meat bones to bribe the dead dog.
Seeing that Mr. Wang didn't speak for a long time, Wang Jianjun continued: "Dad, are you still listening? If nothing happens, I will hang up."
Mr. Wang came to his senses and said hurriedly: "No, I still have something to ask you. Ke'er might have been attacked on the plane when he came back. Do you know what happened?"
On the other end of the phone, Wang Jianjun's voice suddenly changed and he said coldly: "A vampire who came from Eastern Europe probably had his head smashed by that dog and died."
"Vampires?! How come these things have come to China? Are all those guys at the immigration point just doing it for a living?"
Mr. Wang was furious, and he really shuddered at the thought of his own granddaughter being on a flight with a vampire.
Fortunately, the dog followed, otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous!
Mr. Wang suddenly sighed: "Jianjun, Ke'er has gone home. You... go back home anytime. The two children haven't seen you for a long time."
"I know you are feeling bitter, but for the sake of your two children, don't be too desperate. You don't want them to lose their biological father again!"
The other end of the phone remained silent for a long time. Wang Jianjun said bitterly: "Dad, you know, ever since I chose this path, I can't help myself. What's more, I have so much under my control."
People’s wealth and life…”
Mr. Wang suddenly interrupted: "Okay, stop talking, I know everything. I hope you will think twice before doing anything and think more about your two children."
"That's it, I'm done."
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Wang shook his head and sighed softly. Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.
Mr. Wang looked steadily at the yard outside the window. His originally straight back was now a little rickety.