Now the formation is broken.

Those villagers were overwhelmed by resentment, except for the three people present, Uncle Zhou, the old man and me, all of whom fell down like dead dogs.

I'm a little surprised that Uncle Zhou can be safe and sound, after all, the old man has Taoism, it is impossible to be rushed by those things, and I have a night guard.

But thinking about it later, Uncle Zhou beat away his son's soul at Widow Wang's house that day, which can be explained, there seems to be something protective about this old Uncle Zhou.

The old man's whole person was not very good, his face was pale, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes burst out with a surging essence.

He stuck the bloodwood sword into the ground, then pinched it with his hand, closed his eyes and said something in his mouth, and after a while, his eyes opened suddenly, and his mouth shouted, "Not out yet?" ”

Bang Bang!

The ground shook in an arc that grew louder and louder, and I saw the waves rising from the underground pool of blood getting bigger and bigger, as if something lying inside was angry and wanted to break through the ground.

A thick black gas came out.

"What are you doing here?" Just then, a woman's voice shouted.

Old Uncle Zhou was a little angry and shouted, "Why are you here, hurry up!" ”

The widow of the king came.

Widow Wang looked at the old man from a distance, as if she was a little afraid of the old man, and shouted at Uncle Zhou, "Tell me, what are you doing here, do you know who he is?" ”

As she spoke, the widow pointed to the old man.

I frowned, but I was a little surprised, the widow had already seen the old man, could it be that the old man had come to our village a long time ago?

But when I thought about it, I knew that the old man was a free man.

When I was in the Yang family, someone specially went to invite him, and whoever encountered the evil sect went to him for help, maybe it was encountered in our village before, and he came.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhou moved to drive away the widow Wang.

"You hurry up, this matter is not up to you girls, go quickly." Old Uncle Zhou began to persuade Widow Wang.

The old man took a deep breath, then stood where the coffin came out yesterday, glanced at the widow Wang, said trouble, stomped his foot violently, and shouted to the ground: "Come out!" ”

With a bang, the place where I was standing with the old man last night, that is, next to the old Uncle Zhou standing now, suddenly came out of the green coffin.

When the widow saw the coffin, she screamed in fright, and after a while, she ran like a madman, trying to catch the old man's face, but he pushed her to the ground.

"What do you want to do, what do you want to do, won't you let her go when Qianqian dies? Do you still want to destroy her body and leave her bones gone? The widow cried out with a weeping voice.

Old Uncle Zhou's eyelids jumped a few times when he heard this, and he gasped when he saw the strange shape of the coffin.

"Hurry up, this is not where you should be!" When Uncle Zhou said this, he was very helpless.

"Go, where to go, you tell me where to go, when he took Qianqian away, you told me that I could come back, but what I brought back was Qianqian's body, and now Qianqian is dead, what are you trying to do, do you still want to dig up her body and expose her body?" The widow of the king cried hysterically.

In this coffin, it was actually the daughter of the dead widow Wang, that is, the woman Xiao Zhou liked, and likewise, his half-sister, and the daughter of Uncle Zhou.

When Uncle Zhou heard Widow Wang say this, his face was a little unbearable.