Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 522
Well, it is true that ancestors have spirits.

The dark kitchen knife, Zhang Guoyin used to help his old father pick bones and cut meat with this knife when he was young. At that time, this knife was just a better knife than ordinary knives in his eyes. It's just a tool.

I heard that it was specially made by skilled craftsmen for selling pork.

This kitchen knife, which has been stained with minced meat for a long time, has a greasy blade that has been polished to a smooth finish. The root of the knife chops bones and the tip picks meat. The shiny silver-white blade is as wide as a finger's width.

No matter who uses this kitchen knife, there will be a feeling that this is a sharp blade that can blow hair and cut hair, a good knife.

It's just that he never dreamed that one day this good knife for chopping pork would point the cold blade at himself.

He who uses a kitchen knife will become the target of this butcher's knife.

Everyone in the room exclaimed, no one expected such a supernatural scene to happen.

There were only two thoughts in the room, either the kitchen knife had become a master, or Zhang Guoyin's behavior of being inferior to a beast was so enraged that the ancestors appeared.

Zhang Guoyin was already shivering with fright and didn't dare to move, he could only feel the cold air from the kitchen knife pressing directly into his neck, and the coolness kept smashing into his bones.

His liver and gallbladder were broken, he regretted it at the beginning, Zhang Guoyin regretted it, he really regretted it, no matter how much money he has, he must have his life first to enjoy it, why does he always forget when the benefits are at stake?

Zhang Guoyin didn't dare to move, but kept begging the old lady tremblingly, crying so much that she couldn't distinguish the snot from the tears: "Mom, I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare again!"

The kitchen knife was quietly suspended at a height of about one meter above Zhang Guoyin's neck, and the tip of the knife went down a little bit rhythmically, as if someone was holding the kitchen knife and looking for a suitable place on Zhang Guoyin's neck to accumulate strength and aim at any time. Ready to cut down.

All the members of the Zhang family, except grandma and He Xiaoman, looked at the nodding kitchen knife suspended in mid-air, their hearts pounding. After all, if this man cuts Zhang Guoyin, no one seems to be able to stop him.

"You're wrong? You're right. The Sun family insisted on adding a tape recorder on the first day of your wedding. Otherwise, Sun Lixia would not enter my Zhang family's door. You are crying like this. You said that as long as you give I bought this tape recorder, and I will be filial to you in the future and give you terminal tea and water for your retirement."

"Your second sister-in-law is staring at me every day. I know that as long as I buy this tape recorder for you, your second sister-in-law will trouble me when she turns around. Why should my son give this and not that? Your father said Or forget it, let’s talk about the daughter-in-law of another family. But if you don’t do it, you will have to look at the daughter of the old grandson’s family.”

The old lady looked straight at Zhang Guoyin with her eyes, but she didn't seem to be looking at Zhang Guoyin. Her dim old eyes seemed to see through the tearful son in front of her another younger son who was also crying and crying out of sight.

"You can't move the money in the public house, and you insist on marrying Sun Lixia. At that time, you didn't accept the money. If I had, I would sell it to replace the tape recorder for you. Then your third sister came and secretly gave me a piece of money." For the paper money, tell me to take it and buy you a tape recorder."

After all, the old lady's originally dry eyes were still slightly smeared with water, and the tears slowly condensed and finally broke through the eye sockets and slid down silently.

"Zhang Guoyin, I am your mother. I gave birth to you. I deserve what you do to me. Who told me to commit crimes and give birth to such a thing as you? But everyone in the world can bully your third sister, except You Zhang Guoyin can't, you tied your third sister for some money, you have no conscience!"

As soon as the grandmother finished speaking, the kitchen knife also fell down with the sound of piercing through the air. Zhang Caiyu screamed in fright and rolled her eyes and fainted on her daughter's lap. Everyone else in the room also closed their eyes unconsciously.

Zhang Guoyin seemed to know that he would eventually die. When the kitchen knife fell, he even gave up trying to avoid the struggle, but knelt on the ground limply, waiting for that moment like a death row prisoner who knew the ending.

The kitchen knife fell, and the coldness entered his body. Zhang Guoyin felt the heat in his crotch, but he still couldn't control himself to let out a howl. He just died, just died like this!

After a long time, warm liquid dripped down from his neck. Zhang Guoyin opened his closed eyes and found that all the people in the room were looking at the ground in front of him with strange expressions.

Two bright red words are clearly visible: Eliminate the Clan.

The kitchen knife did not kill Zhang Guoyin, it just sliced ​​off a piece of flesh from the back of his head, and then wrote two words on the ground with the knife point piercing the piece of flesh.

The Zhang family all stood up, respectfully facing the kitchen knife that was still floating.

With a slight flick of the kitchen knife, Zhang Guoyin's fleshy scalp fell on his kneeling numb legs, which made him tremble all over.

"This is what your ancestors have done to you. From now on, Zhang Guoyin and his relatives and descendants will not be allowed to step in the Zhang family's old house in Huaishubao. You and your family should leave!"

Grandma asked He Xiaoman to get the family tree. They were the only one in the Zhang family. They directly took the genealogy with the names of each family, and ticked off the names of the three members of the four-bedroom family.

Sun Lixia, who originally thought that her husband would surely die, was overjoyed. She immediately stood up and took Zhang Guoyin's hand and was about to go out. If you get rid of the family, you can get rid of the family. A pig-killing family has no throne waiting to be inherited. How rare is she?
Zhang Guoyin didn't know whether his legs were numb or his legs were weak from fright, he just looked up at the old lady in a daze, his lips murmured and he couldn't speak, tears gushed out of his eyes again.

"Let's go!" The old lady showed no reluctance or hatred on her face, only tiredness.

"Mom!" Zhang Guoyin knocked his head on the ground with a "bang", and cried bitterly on the ground. He didn't know why he was crying, but he felt that there was a place in his heart, and the pain was spreading little by little.He looked up at the third sister, who was usually the most soft-hearted and wiped her tears, but this time she didn't even look at him again.

"Third Sister!" Zhang Guoyin kneeled in Zhang Caihua's direction and even kowtowed.

Zhang Caihua was standing facing the kitchen knife at first, and seeing him turn sideways to avoid it, she didn't accept his worship, but she didn't say a word to him either.

Xiaoman told her that even if the old lady's soul and soul were recovered, after all, she was already old, and after all these troubles, she would not have many days to live.

If this wasn't the younger brother she brought up since she was a child, Zhang Caihua really wanted to kill this inferior thing with a sap, but she couldn't do it.

In fact, Zhang Caihua hated Zhang Guoyin, hated Zhang Guoyin very much, but when the kitchen knife flew up and fell, she still felt a little distressed, just a little distressed, this time he almost harmed his own mother and daughter, Zhang Caihua will never forgive !
Zhang Shuyuan also imitated Zhang Guoyin, kowtowed to the old lady three times respectfully, and then left the old house.

(End of this chapter)