He expected it right.

This time he had only walked two miles, and again he came across the same village as before.

I met three times in a row, either I met a ghost or someone had something to say to him.

Or, both.

Li Feihong smiled, this ghost village was full of flaws. Not to mention that there are no old locust trees in front of the village chief's house, what are the two hoes by the door for? There is no land around the village to be cultivated, and there is no land for them to cultivate. The second time, he bluntly said to the village chief, but the village chief did not introduce himself, but the village chief did not show any doubts. There was no moss on the bluestone road, and only a few figures faintly passed by in the distance. In this way, it is clear that there is some kind of connection between these two times. This reminded him of the previous Death Bar, and the woman's space was also very magical.

Of course, what puzzled Li Feihong the most was the two jars of wine that the village chief took out, one was melancholy and the other was turbid, all of which pointed to the master of drug making 500 years ago, Zhong Yingcheng.

Could it be that what does this have to do with him?

This time, he no longer hesitated, went directly to the village chief's house, and kicked open the village chief's door. At this time, the village chief was sitting on a chair, looking at Li Feihong at the door and was slightly stunned.

"Shopkeeper, I'm hungry, do you have any good food?"

The village chief turned his face sideways and said coldly: "Seeing that you are dressed so decently, why are you so reckless? I'm not a shopkeeper here, but it's okay for you to eat!"

He beckoned the woman to cook. After a while, the dishes were ready again. Li Feihong asked with great interest: "I heard that there is a jar of good wine that has been placed for 20 years under the old locust tree in front of the village chief's house, I wonder if I can take it out and taste it with the boy?"

The village chief smiled slightly this time, "I don't have an old locust tree at the door of my house here, nor do I have a jar of wine that has been hidden for 20 years, but I have a gourd here." With that, he pulled out a gourd the size of a fist or two.

Li Feihong saw that the gourd was purple all over, except for a circle of gold around the mouth of the gourd. Li Feihong shook it gently, and there was a ding-dong sound inside, thinking that something was stored.

"Do you know whose gourd this is?"

Li Feihong thought for a while, "About five hundred years ago, there was a treasure Qingyue vine on Li Mountain in the north of Chaoyun, which gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and gave birth to a gourd, and its golden mouth and purple body filled Li Mountain with spiritual energy when it was formed. Many masters coveted it, and finally it was taken by Begonia Sword Zhong Yingcheng. Presumably this is the gourd. ”

"Not bad!" the village chief nodded, "but do you know what's in it?"

"I don't know about this!"

"I'll tell you!" the village chief suddenly said hoarsely, and his big hand like old bark slammed the table, knocking down the dishes and chopsticks, "This contains more than 300 unjust souls in a village!"

What the?

Li Feihong looked at the gourd in his hand in a daze, but he never wanted to be snatched away by the old village chief.

"His feat of subduing the tiger in Dalian Mountain is still praised by people to this day, and the people in the southwest all praise him as a hero who subjugated the tiger! Hmph! They don't know that the price of this tiger subjugation is more than 300 lives in our village!" The old village chief's words were fierce and tears broke down in his eyes.

Li Feihong looked at the houses outside through the window, and the whole village seemed to have become strange, even in the daytime, it would make people chill. Faintly, you can still see the ghost fire during the day.

Will there be a ghost fire during the day?

If so, what a resentment it would be!

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500 years ago, Xifenghe Village, night.

The hall of the village chief's house was crowded with people, and everyone's hearts were very worried. Thinking back to the bloodthirsty fangs and sharp claws of the colorful tigers these days, I can't help but be terrified. They all felt that this blur was simply a killing god in the sky, no matter how many rangers and how many Taoist priests were invited, they couldn't match the power of its claws. It is simply the demon of Dalian Mountain, and it is the nightmare of everyone in Dalian Mountain!

The people of Dalian Mountain died and fled, and in the end they were the only one village left, and there were no other villages within a radius of 200 miles.

And they Xifeng and the village are also frightened birds, and I heard that the colorful tiger has approached the village. They panicked and helpless like beggars on the streets.

Fortunately, there is a worldly master today, and judging from the ability he has shown, he is stronger than everyone before. If he fails, then the people of Xifeng and the village can only flee.

There was only the crackle of burning torches in the room, and everyone was silent, anxiously awaiting the results.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside. The door was opened, and everyone looked at the door.

It's the master!

Although his clothes were torn, and his face was covered with dust, everyone was still happy to see him.

"Hero, did you succeed in killing the beast?"

Unexpectedly, the man waved his hand, but did not speak. He walked in, took a sip of the tea on the table, and exhaled.

"I didn't think that beast was so powerful, even I couldn't be subdued. ”

"Huh?"

"How's that okay?"

"Why don't we run away now!"

The room was suddenly in chaos, and everyone panicked, and they couldn't even talk well.

The village chief gritted his teeth, "Master, is there really no other way? We have lived here for hundreds of years, and it is difficult to leave our homeland!"

The master's eyes widened, "What are you doing by saying this? I said that if I want to subdue this beast, I will definitely subdue it." Not to mention that I saved you, just say that there are tens of thousands of living beings near this Dalian Mountain, and I will also subdue it!"

"Okay! The master said that he could subdue this tiger!"

"Master, we will promise you what you want us to do!"

The man smiled and said, "It's not that hard to subdue it. I have a gourd here that can bring down all things. If you use it as a guide and make a magic circle, you can seal it forever!" he said, taking out the gourd.

Suddenly, the firelight in the room was covered by the purple light on the surface of the gourd, and everyone's faces turned purple.

"So amazing?" the village chief swallowed, "Then ask the master to do it!"

"Don't worry!" the man shook his head, "I still need the materials to seal the circle, and only after collecting the materials can I seal the beast." ”

The village chief was stunned for a moment, "So, what do you need us to do?"

"Nothing else. His face turned gloomy, "All you need is your life!"

What the?

The village chief was speechless, and the legendary hero had become a man-loving demon in his eyes!

The whole room instantly became silent, and everyone was stunned by this man.

"This ...... This ......"

"What?" said the man, "how many people have been killed by that animal, and how many have been maimed by it? What a great thing it is to save the lives of 100,000 people in Dalian Mountain with the lives of your villagers!" his voice suddenly became louder, and his words became feverish.

"But...... We ......" the village chief wanted to say more, but he interrupted.

"What is it! I think the 100,000 people will thank you! Now, you can go in peace. With that, he drew the sword from his waist and swung it.

For a while, the house was full of blood, and the walls were sprinkled with the blood of Xifeng and the villagers. The bright red blood had already hidden the purple in the gourd, and the blazing flames had been hidden. Hundreds of lives, at this moment, were wiped out.