There was a lot of blood on the bamboo pole, and it felt greasy to the touch, which was the bamboo pole that the ginger butcher usually put on the poplar tree to hang the large intestine when he killed pigs.

Ma Qianli held the bamboo pole, he didn't know what he was going to do next, and he didn't dare to ask, so he was stunned.

Wen Chaotian looked at the poplar Nunu, Ma Qianli looked back, it turned out to be an old tree on the cross street, this poplar tree did not know how many years it had lived, since he could remember, this poplar tree was very tall and big.

Wen Chaotian pointed to the old tree again, it was the fork of the main trunk, and there was a large tree nodule.

Now you will understand.

He held the bamboo pole tightly, stepped forward, and stabbed the bamboo pole against the nodule.

The poplar shook violently, and the nodulum, which was bigger than a basin, slowly cracked from the body of the tree, and Ma Qianli poked it a few more times, and the nodule finally fell off, and after falling to the ground, it rolled out.

Duan Chu threw out the ghost head knife and nailed the big tree tumor to the wall.

Underneath the stump was a black hollow in the tree, stinking and smelling out.

And in the tree hole, there are all kinds of cats, dogs, birds and insects.

The wails of the small animals are mixed with the cries of women.

In this silent night, the cave of the tree that screams and weeps seems to hide another world.

Ma Qianli was so frightened that his facial features were distorted, and he felt that the tree hole was like the entrance to the underworld, so he hurriedly threw down the bamboo pole, and a lazy donkey rolled eighteen times, rolling directly behind Wen Chaotian.

Wen Chaotian smiled and said, "Ma catches the head, good kung fu!" ”

If Ma Qianli takes this sentence as a compliment, then his brain is equivalent to irrigation.

After Wen Chaotian finished speaking, he looked at the fragrance beside him.

Xiang'er didn't retreat, and her face didn't change color, this calmness made Ma Qianli feel ashamed.

The officers and men of the inspection and the armed officers were not informed in advance of the purpose of tonight's dispatch, and suddenly encountered such a strange thing of screaming and crying, and everyone was shocked and retreated in unison.

If there is a murderous bandit on the other side, everyone will not be afraid.

But the old trees in the encirclement are now far beyond their cognitive scope.

Fear always comes from the unknown.

Backwards, understandable.

Duan Chu did not retreat, but walked under the poplar tree, flew up and kicked the tree.

"Don't be afraid, everybody! It's actually quite simple! ”

"The Jiang butcher's family of several generations of butchers often slaughtered pigs, sheep and dogs under this poplar tree, and pigs, sheep, and dogs flowed all over the ground every time."

"The blood seeps into the dirt and is absorbed by the roots of the poplars."

"As time goes by, the poplar tree drinks too much blood, and it becomes a fine poplar, and the poplar tree that becomes a fine tree can't satisfy it by drinking blood, so it wants to taste the taste of meat."

"In the beginning, it just ate the fat bugs on the trees, and then the birds that landed on the trees."

"Later, wild cats and dogs passed by at night, and they were pulled into the tree hole and eaten."

"Just some time ago, it finally had the idea of eating people, but unfortunately the eldest lady of the Xu family, passing by here at night, was poisoned by the poplar spirit, and was swallowed into the tree hole!"

"Those little animals were pulled into the tree hole by the neck by the branches."

"Their dying wails didn't come out, so they were all left in the tree hole, which is the real reason why the tree hole is now wailing!"

"When the poplar tree spirits are not hunting, they use this tree nodule in the ground and cover the tree hole as a cover."

"So there are a lot of people passing by the poplar trees, but no one notices anything unusual."

When Duan Chu said this, he saw the ox inspector standing opposite him, pointing behind him, his face full of fear.

There seems to be a strong wind behind you!

Duan Chu turned around suddenly, and the branches of the two branches branched off, like sharp claws, and they had already stretched out in front of him.

Between the calcium carbide sparks, Duan Chu suddenly remembered that he had a little relief under the tree after being drunk.

That big piece of spiced beef was lost under this tree!

Duan Chu scolded at that time: "Dog, did you steal Duan Ye's beef!" ”

The claws of the poplar tree, one step further, can choke Duan Chu's neck.

However, being scolded by Duan Chu, the claws paused and retracted into the tree hole.

The more Yang Shu became a refinement, the more he could feel the murderous aura of the executioner on Duan Chu's body.

Niu Patrol said at the time: "Children, do you see, even if Brother Duan is empty-handed, Yang Shu will not dare to touch him, evil does not prevail over good, this is the principle of heaven!" ”

Seeing that Yang Shujing was afraid of Duan Chu, the patrol officers and soldiers and the armed officials, he stabilized his position.

Niu Inspector's words also gave him a lot of courage, carrying a big water scoop, walking under the tree in a few steps, and pouring the lamp oil in the water scoop into the tree hole.

There was a rumbling in the hollow of the tree, and there was a sound of indigestion.

The poplar began to shake violently again, and suddenly, the waist of the tree shrank and shrank.

Mrs. Xu's corpse, which had not yet been completely digested, was spit out of the tree hole!

The poplar tree, which can't move, can actually eat living things, it must be that Chengjing didn't run away, and everyone present saw it with their own eyes, and there was an uproar.

Wen Chaotian waved his hand and motioned for Duan Chu to go and get the ghost head knife.

Duan Chu walked outside the circle, pulled out the ghost head knife from the wall, and handed the tree nodule over to Wen Chaotian.

Wen Chaotian took a look, and on the top of the tree tumor, old facial features faintly appeared.

Xiang'er untied her five-foot shawl and covered it on the stump.

Duan Chu wanted to walk under the poplar tree again, but Wen Chaotian stretched out his hand and stopped him: "I'll go and see." ”

Niu Patrol and Ma Qianli both said that it was dangerous, and they pulled Wen Chaotian together.

Tie Si Prison also stood up and persuaded bitterly: "My lord, let's just burn this tree spirit with lamp oil according to the original plan, why should you risk your life!" ”

Wen Chaotian smiled at Tie Si Prison, broke the hands of Niu Inspector and Ma Qianli, and walked straight to the poplar tree.

The two beast-legged branches stretched out like lightning, and their sharp claws went straight to Wen Chaotian's neck.

Seeing such a situation, Niu Patrol and Ma Qianli glanced at each other.

The two opponents now agreed: "This branch is so fast!" ”

Wen Chaotian stood proudly, pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and shouted like thunder: "This mansion is under the royal decree and acts as the Son of Heaven to govern Pengzhou, but it is just a blood-drinking tree demon, and An dares to tamper with the officials of the imperial court!" ”

The claws of the twigs were less than an inch from his neck.

However, in the midst of this loud shout, the big tree trembled and was still timid, and retracted its claws again.

Wen Chaotian was majestic and spoke with confidence, not only suppressed the poplar tree of Chengjing, but also suppressed everyone present.

Even Duan Chu couldn't help but extend his thumb.

"I thought that Yang Shujing was only afraid of me, but I didn't expect to be afraid of Master Wen." Duan Chuxin said.

At this time, there was no wind on the street, but the big tree was blown wildly, and the bare body of the tree shook towards Wen Chaotian repeatedly, as if it was bowing its head, and the shaking was so large that it almost broke off at the waist.

Niu Patrol and Ma Qianli both asked Duan Chu what was going on.

"This is the poplar spirit who is afraid of death and is begging Lord Wen for mercy." Duan Chu said.

As Duan Chu once said, most ghosts and spirits, even if they have practice, have their limitations, such as Yuan Laoyu and Li Cook, who do not have the ability to kill people unscrupulously.

It's the same with this poplar tree, which has become a fine spirit.

As long as its secrets are revealed, it will only stand where it is and be slaughtered.

Faced with the old tree's begging for mercy, Wen Chaotian sneered.

"People's hearts are like iron, official laws are like furnaces, killing people pays for their lives! You devour a woman under the rule of this house, the crime is unforgivable, and if you don't kill it, it's not enough to be angry with the people! ”

After Wen Chaotian finished speaking, he took a few steps back and waved his hand: "Burn it!" ”

A platoon of patrol officers and soldiers stepped forward with lamp oil in their hands.

"Slow down, sir!" Xiang'er stepped forward.