"Xiaoguang, don't move, I'll go!"

"Brother, don't go!" Zhao Guang hugged his brother's arm tightly and shook his head nervously.

"Don't be afraid, I'll kill it, otherwise if I'm not at home, it will be troublesome if I encounter it again!"

Zhao Yang's voice seemed to be full of stability, which made Zhao Guang slowly let go of his hand.

"Xiao Yang!" My mother's nervous voice also came.

"It's okay, it's asking for death by itself, don't blame me!" Zhao Yang's confident and stable tone made his mother and father feel a little relieved.

After all, my son is an awakened person.

"Be careful!" my father explained.

"Yeah!" Zhao Yang pushed open the door and walked slowly towards the door.

His house is on the seventh floor and the highest floor. If that guy wants to chase someone, he will definitely pass by here.

Standing quietly in front of the door, Zhao Yang reached out to open the door, and heard footsteps screaming. He had already reached the door, a chaotic flashlight was shaking, and Wu Ming screamed and rushed upstairs.

The light of the flashlight shook over Zhao Yang's face standing in front of the door. The flashlight light suddenly flashed gently across Zhao Yang's face. Wu Ming only felt that Zhao Yang's face seemed to have a cold smile, but it made people feel extremely relieved.

Wu Ming rushed over as if he had encountered a savior: "Zhao Yang, help me!"

However, Zhao Yang did not look at Wu Ming, but quietly looked at a black shadow not far behind him, and his mouth slightly raised: "Looking for death!"

Wu Ming felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, as if a golden light flashed by, and then he rushed over and hugged Zhao Yang's thigh. At this time, a faint howling sound came to his ear, and everything seemed to be stable.

Zhao Yang saw it clearly. After he smashed the black shadow with one brick, the black shadow just howled, and then it turned into nothing in a faint golden light flashing on the brick. Only a faint black smoke rose and was sucked into the brick.

When the brick appeared in his hand again, he could feel a faint coolness that overflowed from the brick and flowed into his mind, making his whole body feel refreshed.

It feels like eating a piece of ice cream in the hot summer, and the pores of the whole body are opened; and the feeling of fatigue that was originally a little bit unrest dissipated instantly, and the whole person was extremely energetic.

He even felt that in addition to Wu Ming's scream in his ears, the sounds around him became clear in an instant. For example, the family of three downstairs, trembling in a quilt, could clearly feel it.

"Help, help..."

Looking down at Wu Ming, who was still holding his legs and howling, Zhao Yang snorted softly and said, "Okay, it's okay!"

Poor Wu Ming was still holding Zhao Yang's legs tightly, screaming with all hissings. How could he hear Zhao Yang's voice?

Zhao Yang threw Wu Ming's hand away twice.

Seeing that his trouser legs were wet with crying and didn't know what snot was there, Zhao Yang finally couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Stop crying, it's okay!"

"Uh?" Wu Ming woke up by Zhao Yang's angrily shouting, but he was still holding Zhao Yang's legs tightly and said in a trembling voice: "What?"

"I said it's okay!"

Seeing Wu Ming's face vaguely, tears in his eyes, and feeling his wet pants, Zhao Yang's veins burst out from the forehead, and he said angrily: "Let go!"

"It's okay? Where is the evil spirit? It's gone?"

After being scolded by Zhao Yang, Wu Ming shrank his neck and looked back tremblingly while crying. The black shadow behind him was really gone, so he reluctantly let go of Zhao Yang's legs.

But he had just let go of Zhao Yang's legs, hugged Zhao Yang's arm again, hid behind Zhao Yang, and said in a trembling voice: "Zhao Yang, where did the evil spirit go..."

"It's gone, it's okay!" Zhao Yang snorted lightly, pulled his arm out of Wu Ming's hand with great effort, turned around and wanted to go back to the house.

But as soon as he turned around, Wu Ming hugged his arm again.

“What are you doing?”

Zhao Yang shook his hands in disgust.

"Don't leave, Zhao Yang, I'm afraid...you go down and take a look, help me see my parents..."

Wu Ming hugged Zhao Yang's arm tightly and did not let go, begging: "Zhao Yang, help me, I'm afraid...you accompany me to see my parents!"

Looking at Wu Ming's pitiful appearance, Zhao Yang wanted to speak but stopped and finally snorted: "Okay, okay, let go, I'll go with you to see!"

After being repeatedly guaranteed by Zhao Yang, Wu Ming let go of his hand, but he still hid behind Zhao Yang, pulled the corner of Zhao Yang's clothes, followed Zhao Yang like a quail, and moved downstairs step by step.

When I walked into the Wu family, I saw Director Wu lying on the ground with his head tilted, his eyes closed and his mouth opened. His double chin, which was originally highly recognizable, could not be seen at all.

"Dad, Dad..." Seeing that he fell to the ground, Wu Ming ran out from behind Zhao Yang and ran towards him.

"Dad, Dad, wake up... wake up!"

Wu Ming shook him for a while and found that he had no reaction from his own family. He couldn't help but feel anxious and shouted tragically: "Zhao Yang, Zhao Yang come and see my dad, what's wrong with my dad?"

Zhao Yang frowned and walked forward, picked up a flashlight lit on the ground, and went up to take a look.

I reached out and turned on Director Wu's eyelids and looked at his pupils. The reflex to light was normal; my pulse was fine, but I had no reaction.

After touching my skin, I felt that my tentacles were cold, and it was a very strange coolness.

Zhao Yang thought about it and knew that it must be because of the evil spirit.

Of course, we have to deal with this with the right symptoms; Zhao Yang seemed to accidentally touch Director Wu's cold forehead, took a light breath, and the appearance of a brick appeared in his mind.

Sure enough, a trace of coolness was suddenly sucked in the palm of his hand, and then Director Wu's forehead gradually calmed down.

"Um......"

Soon, with a slight moan, Director Wu slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that my son woke up, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief happily.

Wu Ming's mother inside was fine, but she was simply scared and fainted. There was no evil spirit on her body. Zhao Yang pinched her two fingers and then woke up.

Seeing that everyone woke up, they cried and hugged the Wu family, Zhao Yang shrugged and went upstairs by himself.

"Xiaoyang, is it okay?"

Seeing Zhao Yang come back, the Zhao family breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I've dealt with!" Zhao Yang smiled and comforted him: "It won't be wrong!"

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, the whole family was very happy, and Zhao Guang said excitedly: "Brother, are you so powerful? Can you really deal with these evil spirits?"

"..." Zhao Yang smiled bitterly. He said he was hiding it from Zhao Guang, but this time he was afraid he couldn't hide it.

He explained to Zhao Guang very much, and then told him to keep it a secret several times. This made Zhao Guang, who was even more excited than himself, calm down a little.

Just as he was about to look excited, Zhao Guang went back to sleep, suddenly the door was knocked.

"So late?" With some doubts, Zhao Yang went to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, I saw two flashlights at the door, and an iconic double chin appeared in front of Zhao Yang with oil.

Seeing Zhao Yang opening the door, Director Wu did not see the pride of his past nostrils, and his face was full of warm smile: "Zhao Yang, your aunt cooked a large pot of egg custard, thinking... Your family should not have been asleep yet, so she brought it up and let us drink a little hot soup together!"

Zhao Yang was stunned. Director Wu's wife stood outside holding a pot, and her pale face squeezed out a smile, and even a hint of flattery, nodded and smiled at Zhao Yang, "It's been cold this night, so eat some hot food!"

Zhao Yang frowned expressionlessly, and was about to refuse, his mother came out inside and said, "Who is it!"

"Oh, Teacher Xun... Come on, drink a bowl of egg custard to warm up your body!" Director Wu's wife smiled and greeted Zhao's mother, while squeezing in, put the pot on the table in the living room, and reached out to open the lid.

"It smells so good!"

Zhao Guang, who was following behind, smelled the fragrance of the whole house that moment, and couldn't help swallowing.

Sighing helplessly, Zhao Yang nodded to Director Wu, who was smiling and standing behind, hunching his neck from time to time, looking around nervously, and letting him aside.

"Ah, thank you, thank you!" Director Wu nodded quickly and walked into the house with Wu Ming.

"Teacher Xun, come on... the very fragrant egg custard. I used six eggs and added a handful of green onions!" Director Wu's wife smiled enthusiastically and said, "Come and try my skills!"

Faced with the enthusiasm of the Wu family, who was usually arrogant, Zhao's mother smiled awkwardly, looked at the youngest son's eyes shining, then looked at the eldest son, and then said with a wry smile: "Hey, they are all neighbors, why are you doing so politely? Come and sit down!"

"Xiao Guang, pour tea!"

"Teacher Xun, why are you polite? I've been neighbors since I said that, so I don't have to be so polite!" Director Wu's wife smiled enthusiastically and said, "Xiaoguang, just move a few bowls out. While it's hot, hurry up and take a few sips of egg custard and try my aunt's skills!"

"Okay, Xiaoguang, go get the bowl!" Zhao Yang nodded to Xiaoguang from the side, then walked aside and lit a candle!

The candle was lit and the whole room became clear.

After moving a stack of bowls over, Director Wu's wife quickly reached out to take them. Soon, a few bowls of hot and fragrant egg custard were scooped out.

Each person brought a bowl, and even the wife of Zhao's father and Director Wu in the inner room enthusiastically asked Xiaoguang to send a bowl in.

I have to say that on this autumn night, the cold dew is indeed a bit heavy. After these egg custard with green onions, my whole body is warm.

"Zhao Yang, it's really thanks to you today!"

Director Wu looked at Zhao Yang with a close face, his eyes full of enthusiasm: "If it weren't for you, our family would have suffered a great disaster today!"

"It has nothing to do with me...Director Wu, your family is lucky!" Zhao Yang said with a faint smile.

"Hey...what, if it weren't for Zhao Yang, our family would be pitiful; it doesn't matter to me and you Uncle Wu, but Xiao Ming, my family is still young. You have grown up together, they are similar in age and have a good relationship, but there is no accident!"

Listening to Director Wu’s wife’s words, Zhao Yang lowered his head and drank the soup, humming in his heart...
Chapter completed!