Under the night sky of Xi Village, the dilapidated houses, the villagers of Xi Village, who were looking for targets on the streets, were seriously searching, and the people of the wolf devouring group and the blood wolf group who came this time were defeated under the confrontation with the ancient house, like rats crossing the street holding their heads and fleeing, embarrassed.

"The general died in a hundred battles, and the bones returned to his hometown, and he was willing to bury his hometown soil to 、、、、、、、、、、 the general's soul."

In the silence of the night, there was a woman's singing in the ancient house, returning to the hometown for the bones of a general who died on the battlefield, but she could not be buried, the woman's singing voice was beautiful and beautiful, sometimes desolate and tactful, sometimes tragic and indignant, sometimes sobbing and choking, sometimes intermittent, sometimes painful.

The singing of the merchant girl wafted in the air, which made people feel sad, and the villagers of Xicun stopped searching, standing quietly in place, as if silently mourning the soul of the general, as if listening to the lamentation of the merchant girl, or silently sad about the unfair treatment of the general in their hearts, Xicun seemed to be particularly safe at this time, there was no fighting, there was no hustle, some were just the singing of the merchant girl, and some were just the merchant girl telling the general's sad past.

Is this a general's tomb, or an abandoned general, a famous general who is not recognized by the dynasty, and the dynasty has not even built a tomb for the general that matches his identity, so that this general who has shed blood for the country and made meritorious deeds has a place of requiem.

The merchant girl's singing was still singing, and she didn't stop, Lin Hua's group of people were also listening to their hiding place at this time, thinking about the general's death, but they couldn't get recognition, and the final burial place was still built by the villagers, just what kind of mood, will the general really rest in peace after his death?

"Monk, let's go to the antechamber of the ancient house now, open the wooden coffin, and see what is inside." Lin Hua saw that the opportunity had come now and discussed it with the monk.

The monk looked down at the situation in Xi Village, and saw that the villagers who came out of the ancient house all stopped to listen, without saying a word, the monk exerted force on his legs, and his whole body was like an arrow off the string, running quickly in the direction of the ancient house, trying to avoid those stunned villagers on the road, and at the same time Lin Hua also quickly followed behind the monk.

In different directions of the village, there were the same groups of people who gathered quickly around the ancient house, avoiding the villagers standing in the street, and several groups of people soon met in front of the gate of the ancient house, and everyone gestured with their eyes, without making a single figure, for fear of alarming the merchant girls singing in the house.

"Death of the country, death of the people, death of the world, sadness and sadness of the world, peace of mind, peace of mind, burial of the world, burial of the world、、、、、、、" The singing of the merchant girl is miserable and miserable, oops, miserable, alas, there is a kind of liver and intestines broken, straight to the hearts of the people, making people inexplicably sad.

Looking through the gate, a beautiful woman wearing a white ancient embroidered dress danced smartly in front of the wooden coffin, her posture was beautiful, the dance steps were superb, Lin Hua and others were fascinated, dancing and singing sad songs, looking so lonely and poignant, such a beautiful woman was funeral for the general, or was holding grievances for the general, no one could guess what the woman was thinking at this time.

The woman stopped dancing, knelt in front of the pavilion, still singing the funeral song in her mouth, she gently stroked the wooden coffin in front of her with her hand, and then leaned sideways, leaning on the coffin, as if she was snuggling in the general's arms, and gently sang a song belonging to the general for the general.

An infatuated woman, a deceased general, left a wooden coffin alone and accompanied her for a long time.

Such an infatuated woman, if the general knows that he can go with peace of mind, there is a woman like this, what do you want, what can you not let go, life is like this, don't be too demanding, as long as there is such a confidante, you will be content.

The merchant girl sang infatuatedly, as if time and space had stopped at this moment, leaving the poignant singing of the merchant girl alone, leaving the wooden coffin and her snuggled on the wooden coffin.

The girls present couldn't help shedding tears, not because of the woman's love for the general, but because the woman's singing voice was too bleak, too provocative, and couldn't help but resonate in their hearts.

"Come in, all of you! I've been waiting for you here for a long time. The woman's voice was mournful and small, but everyone present could hear it.

A breeze blew, and the bodies of the people present couldn't help but shake, and their faces were all shocked, could it be that they had been discovered, impossible, how could this be.

"Trembling"

The sound of chains dragging on the ground sounded, and Lin Hua and the monk immediately realized that it was not their own people who were discovered, but someone else who was coming, and everyone immediately restrained their breath and hid their figures.

Soon there were a large number of strange people wearing jet-black iron chains at the main entrance of the ancient house, about fifty people, each of whom was wearing a large black cloak that wrapped the body impenetrable, and the real face could not be seen, and the black gas lingered outside the body, and it did not look like a character to deal with.

The woman began to chant again, still leaning lightly on the wooden coffin as before, without looking at the visitor, just singing her own song.

A group of people in black cloaks stood neatly in front of the gate, and did not immediately rush in, as if waiting for someone, as if waiting for the order to attack.

The woman's singing voice suddenly changed from sorrow to high, and the originally bleak funeral song was now more like a war song, and all the villagers in the area of Xi Village quickly gathered around the ancient house, and soon surrounded the people outside the ancient house.

The hanging Xuanyue, sprinkled with sparse light, the front of the ancient house was full of slaughter, the people on both sides were about to break out, the woman's singing was particularly special at this time, and gradually the woman's singing reached a climax, surging and surging and decisive.

"Ding"

The woman's singing stopped, the world was quiet at this moment, without the slightest noise, and the people and horses on both sides moved at this moment, only to see the man in black slowly levitating with a few chains about three meters long, and finally stopped in the air.

The villagers of Xi Village also pounced at this time, and the villagers of more than 100 people had the advantage of numbers, and they rushed forward in a swarm, without discipline, and the people in black quickly formed a circle, and the black iron chains draped on their bodies stabbed towards the villagers who pounced on them.

The villagers who couldn't cut in front of Lin Hua with a knife and couldn't be beaten with a stick were pierced by several jet-black chains at this moment, and then several chains worked together, and the villagers of Xi Village were dismembered, and the chains were flicked, and the body fragments on the chains flew one after another, seeing this scene in front of him, Lin Hua felt surprised.

The scuffle continued, and there were people dying, each of whom did not have a whole corpse, and the dismembered bodies were piled up in a thick layer in front of the ancient house, which was particularly dazzling.

"The soul is gone, the ghost is still alive, ask who in the world can be ruthless, so that life and death can be separated." The merchant girl began to sing.

I saw the woman slowly stand up, walked to the door with a stroll, and looked at the fight in front of her, the woman didn't say much, she stood there quietly and watched, without the slightest emotion in her eyebrows.

The battle in front of the ancient house was coming to an end, all the villagers of Xi Village died, none of them survived, most of the men in black survived, and there were about thirty people, all looking at the woman standing alone in front of the gate, as if facing a great enemy.

"It's all fucking stuff like that, I've never seen it before." Zha Xingtian, who hid in a hundred-meter tree outside the ancient house, cursed.

There is no hope of completing this mission, and Zha Xingtian feels that this time the matter is very serious, and it is not good to alarm the high-level.

The black-clothed people gathered together, close together, and the woman's jade feet landed on the stone steps, sitting lightly on the stone steps, holding her chin with her small hands, and looking at the group of black-clothed people in front of her.

(End of chapter)

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