"Third uncle, let's go!"

Xu Guodong's heart suddenly surged with a strong anger, that kind of home was destroyed, people in a village can't go back to their homes, under such heavy rain, all the food must have rotted in the ground, it can be said that the other party really wants to destroy Linjia Village.

He couldn't understand why those people, those ghosts were so ruthless, even if they fought on the surface, it was life and death.

But what they did was not like that at all, there was no morality, no mercy, whether it was ordinary people or other animals, whether men, women or children, the whole village did not want to let go.

Around the village, there was no food, and everything was trapped.

Death is only a matter of time.

When you are alive, you can't be right, you become a ghost when you die, and you have to do more things that hurt the heavens and reason, and some are like Aunt Li, who directly make yourself half a ghost.

Xu Guodong couldn't figure out what these people were doing this for.

He didn't understand how much benefit he could bring to these people by releasing the monster that had been a disaster party, and let them take the lives of the entire village seriously.

However, there is no need to talk about morality, reasoning, or stance at this time.

Anyone who has experienced war knows that many times, there is no need to talk about any purpose, and perhaps a simple excuse can induce a war.

In front of these people, reasoning and morality will not be of any use at all.

Xu Guodong stepped out of the ancestral hall, his footsteps sank into the ground, and it was muddy again, and his body was wet with rain, but he couldn't take care of it anymore.

At this time, Xu Guodong's heart was burning with flames, anger was already written on his face, two flames burned from his eyes, and they were about to fly out at any time, and the shadows under his feet also began to dance black tentacles.

Lin Laosan stood at the door of the ancestral hall and didn't go out with Xu Guodong, as if he didn't plan to participate in this matter at all.

And in fact, this is really the case, at this time, Xu Guodong's whole person was ignited by anger, and he didn't notice that the third uncle who was neatly equipped was here to make soy sauce this time, and he walked out step by step, originally he was alone.

But as he walked towards the houses, the shadows behind him had turned into a large mass of rich black pools of water, and one after another figures emerged from the ground, standing on the ground, twisting and changing, and finally turning into black figures.

These people have no face, but they have head and feet, but they have no clothes, no face, and it should be said that except for a human form, these things cannot be called human at all.

When Xu Guodong walked into the village, several black shadows had already appeared behind him, no more and no less, just ten black shadows, exactly the same as the number of dummies in the dense.

And the originally peaceful village was also completely boiling at this moment, the heavy rain in the sky instantly stopped, and shadows rushed out from every corner of the village, and there were illusory ghosts, stiff figures that were not ghosts, and things that looked strange and terrifying.

Mountain goblins, ghosts and ghosts, the whole village turned into hell on earth in an instant, and there were ghosts everywhere.

In terms of momentum alone, these ghost things in the village completely had the upper hand, and Xu Guodong and the ten black figures were completely insignificant in front of so many ghost things.

But neither Xu Guodong nor Lin Laosan was worried, Lin Laosan was not worried, that was because he was not involved at all, let alone involved, and no ghost monster would come to him today, because Xu Guodong was there.

As for Xu Guodong, at this time, he had completely changed into a different appearance, the black shadow was constantly dancing and deforming under his feet, and his eyes were completely covered by black.

Among those two eyeballs, there was no whites of the eyes at all, and the wisps of black silk threads were spreading from his two eyes to his body, and to the veins of his limbs.

His eyes were full of anger, and he only had one thing in his heart, that is, to kill these ghosts in front of him and return the Lin family village to complete purity!

The low whimpering sound suddenly disappeared, as if the horn of war had sounded, Xu Guodong and the ten black figures made an instant move, kicked their feet, and rushed out like arrows off the string, towards those ghosts, towards those ghosts, and ghosts, without hesitation or apprehension.

The movements were surprisingly consistent, and they were exceptionally fast, just in the blink of an eye, these eleven voices rushed into the center of those ghosts and monsters, and a battle began!

At this time, Lin Laosan was still standing at the door of the ancestral hall, his footsteps did not move, his originally sad face slowly returned to indifference, and the emotions in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

At this time, he was like the sculpture-like person who had stood around the square without the slightest expression or emotion, cold and warm, obviously a living person, but cold as if he had been dead for a long time.

There was a footstep next to it, the sound was very slight, but it seemed so abrupt in this ancestral hall, the footsteps were very slow and slow, it seemed that he was afraid of something, and it seemed that he was really not in a hurry.

A person stood next to Lin Laosan, watching the scene that happened in the village, and didn't say a word.

It's just that there is a bone flute dangling in his hand, and when the cold wind blows, it makes a small whimper.

"Is it really worth the price?"

The voice could not be heard from man or woman, nor could it be distinguished from old or young, and it was faint, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Look at it, there's nothing worth it or not, since you have encountered it, it is fate."

Lin Laosan's voice also sounded in the ancestral hall, there was no emotion, no fluctuations, I wanted to tell a thing that was extremely normal, as if I was saying that the stone was very hard, and I wanted to drink water when I was thirsty...

The person next to him didn't say anything more, raised the bone flute in his hand and put it to his mouth, and a whimpering sound came out of the bone flute, this sound was transmitted far away, as if it was insignificant, and at the moment when the voice sounded, the ghosts and monsters beside Xu Guodong were completely rioting.

Not only those people, but even the shadows behind Xu Guodong also completely rioted.

The fight escalated further, and strange changes also occurred on Xu Guodong and the ten black shadows, and the aura became more dangerous.

Terrible roars and screams continued to sound in the village, muddy water splashed everywhere, walls fell, ghosts and spirits scattered, and goblins were beaten back to their original shapes.

The blood stained the ground red, mixed with the mud, and the ghosts were scattered between the heavens and the earth, leaving no traces, but Xu Guodong, and the ten black shadows behind him, became more and more weird and distorted, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and the attack is more and more ruthless.

I don't know what it means to be merciful, I don't know what it means to exchange the smallest price for the greatest victory, all the people, all the ghosts, all the demons are completely crazy, and they exchange injuries for injuries, and they exchange lives for lives, without the slightest concern.

Whenever a ghost thing dies, those black shadows will be deeper, and the shadows on the ground seem to be attracted, converging into the shadows behind Xu Guodong, the dark deep pool is constantly growing, constantly expanding, and then slowly behind the ten black shadows there are also exactly the same shadows as Xu Guodong.

The killing continued, and it didn't stop, but the figure playing the bone flute next to Lin Laosan had disappeared, leaving Lin Laosan alone standing at the door of the ancestral hall and watching quietly.

He was waiting, he was admiring, he had finally waited for this moment to come.

Xu Guodong is constantly fighting, he may no longer know what he is fighting for, let alone what he is doing, at this time he has no self-consciousness at all, only kill, kill, kill...