"An Wu, you, don't scare us!"

"It can't be evil, right? Let's just say that there will be retribution for destroying the Buddha, what should we do now, we all have to become like An Wu. ”

"Shut up, it's the mask that made the hell."

The eldest brother who took the lead was calm and found out the key to the problem.

"You were the first person to touch the Buddha statue just now, right? The body is good, but unfortunately, the luck is a little worse, otherwise the host of this will be you. ”

"What the hell are you?"

The eldest brother who took the lead now understood that the sound he heard from the Buddha statue just now was not an illusion.

"I'm not a thing, forget it, you don't understand it."

Bone Mask had just escaped from his cage, and he was more than happy to explain his identity to these people. After thinking about it, I feel bored, it's not a one-level existence, and people never explain to ants how noble their identity is.

The eldest brother took the lead and picked up the hammer on the ground and put on a vigilant posture.

Shang Biao's spell cast made him open up another layer of cognition of the world, and this kind of weird thing was by no means An Wu's joke with everyone.

"Uninteresting resistance!"

The bone mask turned into an afterimage, and the next moment there was a scream from the crowd.

It was Xiao Liu who fell to the ground, a little man with a lively mind, who finally paid the price of his life for his greed.

A bloody heart was held in the mouth by the Bone Mask and slowly swallowed into the abdomen.

"It's delicious! The taste that hasn't changed in hundreds of years, suck! ”

The tongue sticks out and licks the blood off the corner of the mouth. Bai Gumian let out a comfortable sigh, like drinking a bowl of iced sour plum soup on a summer day, and exhaled a long breath of blood.

"Run!"

The eldest brother in charge shouted in horror and rushed towards the hole in the secret room.

"Hehe, can you escape!"

The Bone Mask allowed a crowd of people to crowd the hole, and after seeing enough of the jokes, a terrifying suction came out of his mouth.

One by one, terrified-looking souls floated out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover and were sucked into the bone mask.

"Whew, comfortable, this is enough to sustain a period of consumption!"

After the Bone Mask finished speaking, he reached out and pulled a soulless body to his side.

The corpse visibly shriveled down, and the trace of blood essence melted into the red pattern on the white bone mask.

After doing all this, the white bone mask clapped his hands, and Shi Shiran walked out of the secret room.

"That damn old man isn't here, could it have something to do with the power of faith I sensed yesterday?"

After the white bone mask walked out of the secret room, he couldn't sense Wang Pengliang's breath, and the mask showed a humanized look of disappointment, muttering to himself.

"Count yourself lucky, do big things first."

Knowing that things were in a hurry, Bone Mask didn't bother with this trivial matter anymore, and disappeared into the palace with a few jumps.

Three days later, Shang Biao had gathered nearly 10,000 villagers from all over Xiangyang.

As long as you open your head to this kind of mission, there will naturally be countless blind followers.

Especially a day earlier, Shang Biao had encountered thousands of refugees from Shaanxi and had managed to take in all of them, causing his team to skyrocket. And the power of faith provided by these people is also the purest and most numerous.

"Master, the government's army is expected to catch up with us tonight. I wanted to dive in, but there was a strange power that enveloped the army, and I was discovered before I could get close. I was afraid of startling the snake, so I retreated. ”

"Oh, strange power, is it a shamanic sacrifice?"

Shang Biao has not waited in vain for the past three days, and has learned a lot of useful information about this plot world from some knowledgeable villagers.

The shaman temple in Xiangyang City is one of them, and when the ghost boy talks about the strange power, he thinks of the primitive sect in the land of Longxing in the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

The ghost boy shook her head, she couldn't answer Shang Biao's question, her cultivation experience was not deep, and she didn't know what shamanism was.

It's finally here, it's not a slow response, probably because the reception of refugees has stimulated them.

Touching his chin and secretly speculating, Shang Biao didn't care much about this encirclement.

The idol of the Son of Heaven has been replaced by a painting, and the idol is buried, as long as he can get out of it, there is no problem with his safety.

And this battle is also what he has been looking forward to, in addition to gathering the power of faith, it is also one of his purposes to attract the encirclement and suppression of official uniforms.

"Han Er, how many people are in the Dharma Protector Team now?"

"Eight hundred, that is, there is a lack of weapons, and most of them are holding wooden sticks and rakes."

"Enough, the Manchu army will come tonight. The evil spirit in the army has little effect on you, if you can take these people to break through, take them to break through, and if you can't, you will give up this body. ”

"Understood."

Han Er was a pure military general, and he didn't ask a word when he shouldn't have asked, which Shang Biao appreciated very much.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark, and under the hill where Shang Biao had settled, more than a thousand soldiers of the Manchu Qing Green Battalion quietly approached.

"Big brother, Lijuan is still in the hands of those demons, why don't you let General Su send the warriors in the army to rescue Lijuan?"

Wang Pengliang whispered beside a pot-bellied middle-aged civil official, his eyes quietly raised to observe this person's expression.

Zhou Lijuan is her mother-in-law, and she is also the sister of the Zhou Governor's Mansion who wears the official uniform of the four-grade wild goose.

"Lijuan will be poisoned by them if she falls into the hands of the White Lotus Demon, that's for sure. The official will then play the court for her and apply for a chastity archway. ”

"But Lijuan, she's obviously still alive, I~"

"No, as the official's sister, even if she wasn't killed by the White Lotus Demon Man, she would have committed suicide to save her name, she is dead, do you understand?"

Zhou Zhifu gritted his teeth, and his small soybean eyes gave out a cannibalistic gaze.

"Yes, yes!"

Wang Pengliang is not a fool, he can do such a big business, and he also figured out the mentality of an official.

Fame is more important than anything else, and it seems that his poor lady will not see the sun tomorrow even if she lives.

I don't know why, Wang Pengliang, who should have squeezed out a few tears to express his sadness, suddenly felt a little happy, not only was he sad, he also wanted to laugh.

If he didn't know where he was now, he really wanted to look up to the sky and smile, and set off a few firecrackers to celebrate.

"Lao Zhou, how is your side, I'll order to fight early when I'm ready. I'm really tired of this place where birds don't poop. ”

Not long after the two finished talking, a military attache dressed in a man-made armor walked over. From the words between the words, I could feel that he didn't pay attention to this battle at all.

"Didn't you say that you should do it at dawn in the early morning, Su Hetai, my General Su, you can endure it for another night."

"Now that you start your muskets, it's a big cannon battle, and if you can't kill a few people, you'll scare me away, and it's not easy to catch them. It's not easy to gather this nest of anti-thieves, and in the end, you also have a part in this military exploit! ”

This Zhou Governor did not look domineering in the face of his master, and he was similar to Wang Pengliang.