Chapter 985

Just after the village head's words came to an end, the villagers behind him raised their weapons over their heads, which was like a tiger eating people, while we were the invaders who intruded into their territory accidentally.

I fully believe that as long as we do something rash, they will tear us to pieces in minutes!

I can't explain to these superstitious villagers that this is not Fengshui stone at all, but a locust stump. If we don't solve this locust stump, I'm afraid there will be more and more self mutilated people in the village.

"Listen to me, boss Zhang is my good friend."

At the moment of stalemate, boss Bai stood up in front of us: "he is a man of high rank, who can solve the problem that our village hasn't had a boy in 100 years."

I just wanted to thank boss Bai, but his last words made me completely blind. Where is it? I can deal with Yin things, but I can't manage other people's children and daughters!

I looked at boss Bai in surprise, just wanted to explain, but boss Bai winked at me.

At this time, Pockmarked Li also joined in the excitement: "village head, let's talk with our conscience. Last night, you and your wife were killed by us, right? And your nephew he Yongfu, who is also saved by us? "

Listen to Pockmarked Li. The old axe in the village head's hand is slowly lowered.

"You..."

The village head, as if he had made a great resolution, asked weakly, "can we really solve the problem that our village doesn't have boys?"

Seeing a play, Pockmarked Li hurriedly went forward and gave a cigarette to the village head, pledging: "of course, I can. If you don't say anything else, Master Zhang is a master who can't invite more than eight million people! Even boss Bai is mixing with him. When he gives a shot, the snake spirit will surely finish the calf. "

The angry villagers listened to Pockmarked Li's words and began to talk to each other. I saw that their mood had eased. I immediately hit the railway while it was hot: "villagers, you see, this is not a Fengshui stone, but a refined locust tree. Do you see the blood on the ground? Can a normal stone bleed? "

The villagers looked at the black blood on the ground suspiciously, and I knew that I could almost persuade them. In this way, not only the evil spirits under the locust tree could be subdued, but also the sitting tank flesh Buddha could be taken away smoothly.

"Who knows if you painted that black blood?"

One villager questioned.

The villagers who had been quiet began to stir again, and they all agreed: "yes! No one saw it! "

I held up the ghost and God chopping twin sabres high and went down with all my strength. When the blade split the pagoda stump, there were many sparks and a loud noise.

A series of painful screams came from the bottom of the pagoda stump, and black blood was gurgling.

Sure enough, the noise made the villagers completely confused, and everyone's expression was a little scared and thrilled.

I don't know who shouted: "ghost!"

The villagers are like bees that have been burned in their old nests, running down the mountain in droves.

Suddenly, black blood gushed from the bottom of the pagoda stump, like a large fountain. The four of us are close to each other. We are all covered in black blood. Our clothes smell fishy and smelly. Our eyes are almost closed.

And on the way down the mountain, I kept shouting. I wiped my face with my hands, and my eyes barely opened.

When I looked down the mountain, I found that the villagers who had just been scared to run back were not far away at the moment. It seemed that they met an invisible wall, all of them were crowded together and fell into a group.

Wang xun'er shouted and pointed to the underground: "brother Zhang, look at it."

I followed the direction that Wang fuming'er pointed to, and found that the black blood layer upon layer had not passed our calves, and more and more.

At the rate of black blood rising, I think we will soon be overwhelmed by it.

"Run to the top of the mountain!" I said hello and pulled out my feet and dragged Wang xun'er to climb. Pockmarked Li and boss Bai are closely behind me.

Some villagers heard my cry and followed me up, but others insisted on going down the mountain.

Feet stained with sticky blood on the dead leaves will be very slippery, plus my hand injury is not healed. I nearly fell down several times, and the wound on my hand was opened for a few minutes, which made me breathe cold air.

Several of us kept running in front of us. We didn't know how long we had run. I can't run any more. I'm leaning against a tree, breathing heavily.

"How long have we been running, Pockmarked Li?" I looked at the top of the mountain that was always close to my eyes and asked breathlessly.

After a long time, did not hear the response, a bad feeling suddenly covered my whole body.

I hurriedly looked back, which scared me. There was no one behind me!

Li Mazi, xun'er and boss Bai are all gone.

Even the villagers were gone, and even the trees around them were much reduced. The silence was terrible.

There was no other sound except the rustle of leaves from the mountain wind. I called the names of Pockmarked Li and others over and over again, but I didn't hear any response except the roaring mountain wind.When I cried out crazily, I felt in a trance that there were distorted smiling faces on the trees around me.

But when I stared at the strange faces, they soon disappeared again, much like the sprite rattan monster in journey to the West.

I stood there dazed and flustered, desperately warning myself to calm down!

When I forced myself to calm down, I doubted that I had met a ghost against a wall. Now I read the Tao Te Ching silently, but there was no change around me. I ran desperately to the top of the mountain, and every time I came back to the origin.

When I went back to the origin for the nth time, I just scolded myself "stupid".

It's not until now that I realize it's not a wall beating. I went up the mountain together with boss Li Mazi and boss Bai. If it's a ghost fight, then the four of us should be together instead of other people missing like now.

I have a close look at the surrounding environment, and guess it may be that I have met a mirage. Snake spirit is good at confusing people's minds in dreams and making mirages.

Mirage is another space in the world. In the mirage, although everything is false, the people who fall into the mirage are real!

At the moment, I miss Taoist priest Yiqing, who is the first-class magician in the world. He will definitely break this illusion in minutes!

Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed like lightning. Trees, flowers and grass are all gone. Instead, there is a large open land. The calm before the storm is the most terrible.

Before long, the sound of "hissing" came from all directions.

But with a few breaths, I was surrounded by countless snakes. The snakes are colorful and their eyes are as red as blood. That red eyes hide endless hatred, as if to turn into the fire of hatred, burning all the obstacles in front of them!