In the evening, the location of the entrance of the thatched hut village.

The thin old man, the seventh uncle, stood in front of Zhang Wei and the others with a cramped and embarrassed expression, and it could be seen that he was quite embarrassed by what he was about to do.

Therefore, in his mouth, he repeatedly expressed:

"I'm really sorry, there is such a ghost in the village, and we, the outsiders who want your help, are staying here. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Wei said indifferently:

"It's all right, folks, you can understand what you do, so let's go early while it's still dark, and maybe when you come back tomorrow, all the problems have been solved." ”

So under Zhang Wei's urging, the three-wheeled motorcycle carrying the seventh uncle finally set off.

After hearing Zhang Wei's words, the driver of the three-wheeled motorcycle, that is, the son-in-law of the seventh uncle, he couldn't wait to add a throttle.

Then the seventh uncle who was sitting in the back car compartment, in the blink of an eye, disappeared in the village road with a puff of smoke.

At this point, except for Zhang Wei, Xiao Yan and other few people from the Shenwang Bureau in the entire thatched shed village, there is no longer a living person who can breathe.

Faced with the fear of the unknown at night, the villagers were terrified.

Even if they knew that tonight, there would be Zhang Dixian and others in the village with a big beard and murderous aura, they still didn't dare to stay in the village for the night.

Since noon, there have been intermittent villagers who have helped the old and the young to leave the village.

Either go to the surrounding relatives' houses, or go directly to the best hotel in Baoqing City, or open a suite with a big bed comfortably.

Anyway, in the evening, the only remaining seventh uncle was also taken away by the son-in-law of the next village, half-forced.

Zhang Wei and the others didn't care about this at all, they just repeatedly told the villagers before they left, so that they could not go out and talk nonsense, so as not to cause panic in the outside world.

In fact, they wished that the villagers would leave and empty the entire thatched hut village so that there might be a fight.

Because even they don't know what kind of ability and level the ghost thing has this time, but according to the various signs described by the villagers.

This ghost thing is definitely not simple, so it's better to be cautious......

"Let's go! Cheer up when you go back, you must call that thing back tonight. After Maoshan disciple Gao Aimin shouted, he took the lead in turning around and leaving

Under his greeting, Fang Ping walked all the way towards the village chief's old mansion, which was quite large.

As he was leaving, Fang Ping gave Zhang Wei an ugly wry smile, just now, Zhang Wei proposed that everyone get together for a vigil, but Gao Aimin decisively refused.

In his opinion, although the unknown ghost creature was powerful, it was not the opponent of the authentic Maoshan Dao technique after all.

Therefore, there is no need for everyone to be so fanfareful, and they need to gather together for a vigil.

Of course, Zhang Wei saw through the essence of this product at a glance, and he just didn't want to take care of himself;

I glanced at the dark clouds overhead, and it seemed that a rain was coming soon.

Zhang Wei found a sack containing a lot of things from the carriage of the small bread, and after neatly carrying the sack on his shoulder, he also walked towards the country house of the bald man.

There is no suspense, Xiao Yan definitely has to follow in the footsteps of Zhang Dixian.

Even, she seemed quite excited that she could be alone with Zhang Dixian for such a big night, even if this night when they were alone, it didn't seem so safe.

Although the villagers of Maoshan Village said that they had left before dark, they still remembered the sumptuous dinner prepared for Zhang Wei and them before leaving.

By the time Zhang Wei and Xiao Yan enjoyed their dinner, although the food was a little colder, it tasted quite good.

While eating, the same downpour as last night suddenly fell, and along with the heavy rain of beans, there was a strong wind.

The rain even drifted into the living room where he was eating, and Zhang Wei had to close the door of the house for this.

From the moment he closed the door, Zhang Wei clearly felt an inexplicable chill on his body, and it was also at this moment that Zhang Wei felt that tonight was a little interesting.

Because he was sure in his heart, the ghost of the crying Yang Qiaoyun would definitely reappear.

After closing the door, Zhang Wei did not explain this to Xiao Yan, but accelerated the speed of eating and drinking, and wiped out all the meals in the shortest time.

In the following time, Zhang Wei picked up the book of "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Note" again and continued to read it.

This time, he did not study the talismans and exercises in the second half, but instead looked at the first half, which is said to be the first generation of heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, and there are commentaries on the study of the Tao Te Ching.

When Zhang Wei looked at this full of ancient texts, strange things happened again.

With the level of this product, which can read a small white text on the Internet, it looks like such a mouthful thing, but I feel that there is an inexplicable charm in it.

Even after searching his intestines and scraping his stomach, Zhang Wei could not accurately describe this charm.

But it was such a mysterious and mysterious thing, which made him a little intoxicated, and in the silent recitation, his mood became unprecedentedly peaceful.

And Xiao Yan was lying on the big sofa in the living room, looking at the big TV hanging on the wall with great interest, Zhang Wei felt that it was an unusually ridiculous entertainment program.

However, while the two of them didn't say a word, the atmosphere in the living room was indescribably relaxed and harmonious......

When the sound of the rain outside the room stopped abruptly without any warning, Zhang Wei instinctively glanced at the TV on the TV, only to see that it was resolutely displayed at 10:25.

He carefully put the book away and put it in the canvas satchel with the compass in it.

Next, from the large sack, he took out a series of Czech-style, shell guns, large blades, and a series of handy guys.

Except for the Czech style, which is estimated to be useless, Zhang Wei stuffed it back into the sack again.

He strapped his reloaded shell gun to his waist, and the large blade wrapped in the scabbard was tied behind him, and as he had done so, a cry could be heard clearly outside the door.

Not only that, but the TV in the living room lost the signal at the same time, and the TV program that was originally playing on it also lost signal at the same time.

You must know that even in the huge rainstorm just now, the satellite program received by this kind of special Tianguo in a small mountain village has not been cut off.

When Zhang Wei began to equip himself, Xiao Yan also realized something.

She immediately recovered from the appearance of the little lazy cat just now, and the temperament of an elite woman before, she pulled out the standard long sword under the sofa with one hand, and the matching gun in the holster with the other.

By the time Zhang Weiwei walked towards the door, she was already raising her pistol behind her, ready to fire at any time.

After opening the door, Zhang Wei saw the white figure in the mouth of the villagers.

Zhang Wei didn't even have half a sentence of nonsense, and after flipping his wrist, a Beidou Demon Slayer had already been manipulated and flew towards the other party.

Before the talisman hit the white shadow, there was a huge explosion in his mouth.

The backhand pulled out the big blade behind him, and slashed out with all his strength like a hungry tiger.

In his opinion, subduing demons and eliminating demons is a matter of great justice for the way of heaven, just go up and cut down the other party directly;